Updated: 29 Sep 15
|Morrie with wife Marge Kjar (1966-69) as newly called mission president to New Zealand, South Island|
|Morris A. Kjar (obit photo 2014)|
Fifty years ago today (21 Sep 65) I was the overnight guest of Morris A. Kjar, father of current LDS Relief Society president Linda K. Burton. I had come to see him at his home in a personal crisis to share events that had been breaking into my life that year, especially that summer. Four years earlier Morrie had been the University of Utah stake mission president and I was one of his two grad student counselors. I so loved this man! He had asked me to stay on a second year to become his counselor instead of being released after the normal one year student stake mission term. Only after he said "I'm tired of yes men", did I agree to stay on. Morrie knew I'd be straight with him even when we disagreed. So, because of the trust and candor we had developed during that intimate university experience, I disclosed several recent urgent issues with him, two of which motivated him to immediately arrange personal meetings for me for the next day with two senior general authorities. The first was with Joseph Fielding Smith, then president of the Quorum of the Twelve and next in line to succeed church president McKay. "That is too much of a burden for you to carry", Morrie gently said to me after I had disclosed to him an experience I'd had the previous July 25. The second meeting was with Harold B. Lee (next in line after Smith) regarding the Church position on D&C 132. My ultimate objective for that crisis trip to Salt Lake City was to reach President David O. McKay about a far more urgent issue. This objective was not acheived except for a poem I managed to compose for him called Nathan's Cry! and hand-delivered to his private secretary, Clare Middlemiss. Only in 2005 did I learn from a Church History archivist that this poem was found in McKay's private papers. Of all the things that I had sent to Pres. McKay during that year, that one was the most important. I knew he loved poetry.
That 1965 night in Morrie's home I had a dream, which I dared not share with him at that time, despite my above-mentioned trust. Here is the dream:
I am with my wife and a few other people at an outside gathering. Standing alone at some distance from us, I see a woman (whom I do not recognize in outer life). She is large, attractive, well shaped with long blond hair. I go over to her and give her a friendly kiss, after which I turn to face those gathered and remark, “This is to celebrate the beginning of the re-crystallization of the Church.” I then return to my wife who gives me a knowing and approving smile.This 1965 dream and its implications are discussed in my 2007 Salt Lake Sunstone Symposium paper called Annealing and Healing; or New Wine in Old Bottles. At the time of the dream I had no experience with dream interpretation, even though I'd begun keeping a dream journal the previous year, nor were there any Mormon community forums available where one could share and discuss such sensitive and questionable issues. A few months later I learned that one such forum, Dialogue: A Journal of Mormon Thought, was then in process of being created at Stanford University.
The next time this dream woman appeared was on August 3, 2010, as a large, aging "hippie-like" woman with a long blond braid. An interview of her can be seen in my 2012 Salt Lake Sunstone Symposium paper called How the Bomb corrupted the World and How Mormons and American Indian Shamans can help save it.
To be continued...