I first heard about the Third Eye when working for the Government Radio Regulatory Department in 1976 when a Communications Technician told me about a book he had read by one Lobsang Rampa. He said it was all about being attuned to your senses. As an example he said in one part of the book, Rampa describes how just by observing body language and speech patters it was possible to predict behaviour patterns. He loaned me the book and I read it with interest. Who was this Lobsang Rampa?
He was born Cyril Hoskin on 8 April 1910. At the age of 37, shortly after the second world war he told his wife that he was going to change his name to Carl KuonSuo. He felt that as a writer he would have more success under this name. He and his wife moved to a more secluded part of England, and he broke off ties with friends and family.On 13 June 1949 He fell from a tree that he was pruning and suffered concussion. When he awoke it seemed that a Tibetan lama had taken over his body. This was Tuesday Lobsang Rampa. The extent to which Rampa had taken over Hoskins’ body, seems total.
Rampa then wrote the book for which he is best remembered, the Third Eye. It was published in 1956. In it Rampa describes in colourful detail how he was accepted in a monastary at the age of seven, and later had the operation to produce the third eye to bring him in line with the other monks.
In the book he describes the operation just after a small hole was drilled into his forehead just above the nose bone:
“The instrument penetrated the bone. A very hard, clean sliver of wood had been treated by fire and herbs and was slid down so that it just entered the hole in my head. I felt a stinging, tickling sensation apparently in the bridge of my nose. It subsided and I became aware of subtle scents which I could not identify. Suddenly there was a blinding flash. For a moment the pain was intense. It diminished, died and was replaced by spirals of colour. As the projecting sliver was being bound into place so that it could not move, the Lama Mingyar Dondup turned to me and said: You are now one of us, Lobsang. For the rest of your life you will see people as they are and not as they pretend to be.”
The book is a great read, whether you believe his story or not. He meets yetis (“abominable Snowmen” as they were called at the time) and tells of the time when earth was struck by another planet to shape the Tibet we know today. He talks about the fact of reincarnation and being able to travel in the astral plane when sleeping or in a trance. His later books became even more off-the-wall, and in one he said that he had converations with his cat, Mrs Fifi Greywhiskers.
In the end, Lobsang Rampa went on to write another 20 or so books with occult and quasi religious themes. The British press were not kind to him and claimed he was a charlatan and that the book the Third Eye was plagiarised. He upped sticks and went to live in Calgary, Canada where he died (and presumably was reincarnated) in 1981 at the age of 70.
His books still hold a great fascination today and are a good read, whether you take it all in at face value or not.