John Henry McCaughey: On Trust, God, Heavy Equipment, and Other Matters of Interest

John Henry McCaughey: On Trust, God, Heavy Equipment, and Other Matters of Interest

Although he would never admit it because of his native modesty, John Henry McCaughey is something of a local legend. This stems not only from his decades-long dedication to Sunburst’s land and people, but also because he’s so profoundly cool. I use that word in the most respectful sense, to connote an unshakeable groundedness in himself that causes others, in the most natural way, to look to him for leadership and guidance. He’s a man who gets things done. And it doesn’t hurt that he’s a wizard at driving really big earth-moving machines.

A man of few words, John Henry nevertheless manages to crack people up at regular intervals. His understated, slightly rebellious humor shows in his eyes and ready smile, while his rugged, somewhat crusty demeanor guards a very tender and open heart. John’s mission is to steadfastly protect and uphold Sunburst founder Norm Paulsen’s legacy and ideals.

As a young man living in Del Mar, California, John Henry discovered meditation in the early 70s through the Self-Realization Fellowship (SRF), where Paramahansa Yogananda once lived and taught. Norman Paulsen, who had been a direct disciple of Yogananda in the late 40s and early 50s, founded the Sunburst Community in 1969.

Having brought many of his friends to SRF to introduce them to meditation, John Henry watched as many of them left the Del Mar area to go to Norm’s new community on the Central Coast. He recalls, “I was happy for them because they seemed to be doing really well [at Sunburst], but I was set in my world and everything was going along just fine for me.” With his trademark candor, he explains, “I wasn’t the usual hippie guy. I was really rooted and stable. I loved what I was doing and wanted to keep doing it.” His work at that time was at the University of California San Diego’s High-Altitude Research Lab, using his education and training as an aerospace and mechanical engineer.

Something soon happened that severely upset John Henry’s equilibrium, however. An elderly couple in the early stages of dementia that he had been helping out suddenly and unjustly questioned his honesty, shaking the then-24 year old to his roots. He had been so sure of his mission to “help society,” but this effort seemed to have failed miserably. Sad, angry, and hurt, he walked to a nearby creek to collect himself after the incident. He decided to meditate for a few minutes to find the calm that his practice usually brought. Some time later, John Henry looked up and was astonished to find the words “Sunburst Farm” spelled out in purple letters in the sky. Without any hesitation, he stood up and went into his workplace, where he called information to get Sunburst’s phone number to say he was coming for a visit.

John hitched a ride with a friend to the community, arriving there on his twenty-fifth birthday in 1973. Although he felt strongly that he had been guided to Sunburst, John Henry was also somewhat leery. “I had leapt before I looked a year earlier and got burned,” he told me, “so I approached Sunburst with caution and intended to spend just a week there to check it out.” The community quickly worked its magic on the gifted engineer, however, and by the end of his first day he was already helping people fix things and get broken vehicles moving again. He also met Norm that day, but dispels the notion that the two had an instant bond, saying only, “He was a big guy. Big beard.” They shook hands by way of introduction and that was that.

Meanwhile, John became very impressed with how people treated each other at Sunburst and realized that he “had never seen people interacting that way before. Everyone was very friendly and sincere.” After sitting with the rest of the community that night for evening meditation, he was sold. “That’s when I knew for sure,” he told me during our interview.

A few days later, as John Henry was walking down a path at Sunburst Farm, he heard a man’s voice behind him call out, “Jonathan.” Thinking it was odd, since no one ever called him that, he turned around to see Norm following him. The two men began a conversation that yielded remembrances of past lives working together toward common goals in an intense manner that John characterizes as “do or die.” From then on, they were close friends and in ensuing years Norm relied increasingly on the younger man to manage a variety of community responsibilities.

Then as now, Sunburst residents were required to have a job so they could contribute by paying for their room and board. But when John Henry moved in, work in the community was scarce. Sunburst was running two natural food stores and a trucking company, but all the jobs were filled. Finally, he asked his friends Steve, Mehosh, and Tomas, who worked with the trucks, if they could find him any kind of work at all. They came up with two weeks’ worth of mechanical maintenance that needed to be done. During that time, as John was moving vehicles around to work on them, the other men noticed his natural dexterity and skill with the machines. It wasn’t long before he was promoted to driver for the Sunburst stores, and soon he was the community’s main tractor-trailer operator.

In May 1974 (John has an uncanny memory for exact dates, by the way), Sunburst bought a warehouse in Goleta where he worked on the truck engines and from which he drove back and forth to Los Angeles twice a week with deliveries. Norm had also asked John to restore the neglected and malfunctioning old juicing equipment in the Sunburst apple orchard so the community could start making apple and grape juice for its stores. (It was in the orchard, in fact, where John Henry met Barbara, who would one day be his wife and the mother of their three children.) By this point, he had been given full charge of the entire Sunburst fleet of vehicles. Lack of employment was long a thing of the past; now there were barely enough hours in the day to attend to all of his responsibilities.

Norm’s teachings anchored John Henry during these long but rewarding years of developing and growing the community. When asked how the teachings have affected his life, he answers, “When I moved here, they became my life. I’m an all-in kind of guy. Life here is the teachings.” Likewise, John’s strong bond with Norm became a source of strength and resolve as well. A devout Catholic in his youth, John remembers having doubts about the religion and wondering, “How is this going to teach me to live like Jesus?” It was not until he experienced being around Norm, whom he considers “an illumined being,” that John Henry understood what he needed to do to walk that path. “Norm didn’t pull any punches, but he was here to help you grow. I’ve changed dramatically from the kid I was,” he says, “and it’s all because of the teachings.”

As the years went by and his reputation for hard work and high quality spread, John Henry gradually developed his own building and contracting business. His dark-green heavy equipment is still frequently seen around the ranch with “J.H. & Co.” handsomely lettered on the sides. Having handed off many of his Sunburst duties to others who needed work, he was doing well for himself in 2006 when he learned that Norm was very ill.

This marked another huge shift for John, as Norm—perhaps sensing that he would soon leave his body—suddenly asked his old friend to return to full-time work at the ranch to begin a long list of large projects he wanted to see completed as soon as possible. Although concerned for his mentor and shocked by the sudden shift, John Henry obliged, despite having to drop some in-progress work for which he had signed contracts. His friendship with Norm and support of Sunburst trumped all business concerns. During this period the men also formed the daily habit of meeting at Norm and Patty’s house at Nojoqui Farm for brief work updates, although sometimes they just sat or watched the news together. John Henry’s quiet, reassuring presence was a comfort to Norm, both in the moment and as he looked into the future.

Norm passed away shortly thereafter, leaving John in charge as ranch manager. Five years later, on any given day, John Henry can be seen running huge tractors and digging equipment as he builds and repairs the ranch roads and installs new landscaping at the ranch. He runs a crew of men collectively known as “The Guys,” who do everything from building fences and repairing water pipes to planting trees and branding cattle. While he never appears to be in a hurry, he also seems to be everywhere at once.

As anyone who knows him can attest, John Henry has a strong vision for the future of Sunburst. This vision is based on Norm’s original quest, and his assignment from Yogananda: to pioneer a new way of life for humanity in which we live lightly on the land and return to our roots as stewards of the Earth. John would like to see the world, and Sunburst in particular, increasingly attuned to the rhythms of nature.

John Henry’s pastimes reflect his lifelong commitment to the land as well. His love of archery has led to the ruination of many targets, and it’s rumored that he plays electric guitar and keeps an industrial-grade leather-sewing machine at his house. The beautiful gardens, trees, and other landscaping he and Barbara have done are very popular with the local deer despite his best efforts to persuade them otherwise. (These do not include archery as of this writing). He calls his children, who are now grown, “the best people in the world.”

Guardian, warrior, and stalwart friend, John Henry McCaughey does not suffer fools gladly. He’s also one of the kindest and funniest men many of us will ever know. It’s an honor to live in this community with him.

Photo credits: Kara Block at Om Imagery

Labor of love

Labor of love

One of the ways I show my love for Sunburst is to mow the rose garden lawn at the Lodge every week.

Prior to my ministrations… Note pesky gopher eruption.

To be honest, it’s not a burden at all. I love doing it. I used to have a big lawn out in South Suburbia on a third of an acre, and l really enjoyed keeping the grass manicured, soft, and pretty. So when Jim and I came to Sunburst last summer, I saw that cute little square of lawn surrounded by Norm’s roses and I thought, “That’s mine!” I let Heiko and everybody know I wanted to be in charge of that.

I bought one of those old-fashioned push mowers with the spiral blades that rotate around a central axle. They’re so out of style now that people stop me and say, “Hey, I had one of those when I was a kid! Where’d you get that?” (Less than a hundred bucks at Home Depot, by the way.) I’ve even had guests and friends walk by and ask if they can try it out.

The question I get asked most often is, “How come you don’t use a power mower?” Well, at the ranch we have an industrial gas-powered mower that’s about two feet square, runs at roughly 85-90 decibels, and requires its operator to don several different types of safety gear. (OK, I’m including long pants in there—to me, that’s “safety gear,” especially when it’s hot!) We really need it here, with all the brush and ranchland that has to be maintained. I’ve seen The Guys running it out in the fields, and it does a beautiful job. And yes, it would mow the rose garden lawn in about 25 seconds flat.

Eh, voila! Ready for Sunday service.

But if I used it, would I have seen the delicate red dragonfly perched on the tip of a rose leaf who came and watched me work last week? I saw the same one, maybe, with a mate as I mowed this evening! Would I have noticed the huge, swooping brown bat looking for his hidey-hole in the Lodge rafters? What about all the Pacific tree frogs, blue-bellied lizards, and snakes that hop and slide away from my push mower as I slowly cut another stripe?

If I used the power mower, would I get to keep my arms and legs strong, breathe in the fresh, green scent of cut grass, sweat a little, stop and talk to friends, take a break to scoop critters out of the way, or pause to watch the shadow of the Lodge roof advance across the lawn in the late-afternoon sunshine? Would my son Cisco get to see how fast he can make a new swath in the thick, green growth and test his increasing strength?

So while I appreciate and admire the power of the big gas mower, I also see the beauty and value in a slower, gentler way. It may take more time, but I’d never want to miss the gifts I receive every week when I mow the Lodge lawn. (Don’t get me started about the gophers, though—that’s a topic for another time to be posted under “Perseverance.”)

Next time you come to visit, take a moment to sit on the lawn or stand and look around for a few minutes at all the life that surrounds you. If you’re quiet enough, my new red dragonfly friend might stop by to check you out!

Resident Profile: John Kiddie

Resident Profile: John Kiddie

John Kiddie, fondly known as “JK,” came to Sunburst in inimitable JK style: unhurried, enthusiastic, and curious. His story is remarkably similar to those of many Sunburst residents, although of course the details differ. JK recalls having an awakening experience in the late 60s after reading a book on yoga by Richard Hittleman. As John put it, “a whole new awareness opened up in me that was the beginning of my spiritual quest.” He also recalls that “yoga changed and awakened [him]” as well, at a time when the practice was very new to the West.

A seeker comes home

A man outstanding in his field.

At that time, John had been studying and enjoying Transcendental Meditation with a friend for a year or so, and enjoyed the mellow, peaceful, tuned-in feeling he got from it. At a point in his life when he was free from major financial and relationship responsibilities, JK remembers this period as a time of quiet exploration. Living with his brother in a $75.-a-month apartment in southern California, JK surfed, read, and meditated, sometimes spending weeks at a time on beaches where the waves were favorable. Despite living far to the south, John frequented Jalama Beach near Lompoc because he felt great energy and enjoyed the wild environment there, not realizing that he was near the birthplace of his future spiritual teacher.

In the early 70s, JK began to notice that while he was still enjoying meditation, there seemed to be something missing. The urge to grow spiritually flared up in him again and he began “seeking and looking” anew. One day a friend mentioned a place above Santa Barbara on Gibraltar Road called Sunburst, where people lived in community and meditated together. Intrigued, John went up the coast to see about “this place in the mountains.”

It all makes sense

Upon reaching Sunburst, JK experienced “instant remembrance and kinship” with the people he encountered there. “It suddenly all made sense,” he recalls with his big trademark grin. “I was supposed to be here. I’d found my home and my path.” John remembers being initiated into the Kriya Yoga path in the fall of 1971, remarking, “It felt like we were all bees being drawn back to the hive, like there was a hand that guided us to [Sunburst]. It felt so right to be part of this lineage, learning from this line of masters.”

When JK arrived on the scene, Sunburst had just acquired Lemuria Ranch (formerly Ogilvy Ranch), where he says “we all worked toward becoming self-sufficient on the land.” At the start of 1972, JK and a friend wanted to start a small beekeeping operation, so they were put in charge of building the boxes and getting the business running. He later worked as a truck driver and mechanic, helping the community with transporting products to and from its growing natural food stores, restaurant, and other enterprises.

John’s work at Sunburst as a twenty-something eventually led him into a full-time career as a farmer and steward of the land. He is currently manager of Nojoqui Farms, an organic farm just north of Sunburst that provides fruit and vegetables for the New Frontiers Natural Foods chain and other buyers, supervising a group of local pickers and growers with his special blend of good humor and calmness.

Sunburst teachings center and ground

As a young man barely out of his teens, JK remembers that the first members of the Sunburst community were all about his age, had high spiritual aspirations and open minds, and massive amounts of energy. The founder, Norman Paulsen, was faced with the challenge of organizing and instilling discipline into all those beautiful young people to inspire spiritual growth and bring focus and forward movement to the community.

To that end, Norm asked his young charges to practice chastity (unless they were married), to refrain from using alcohol, tobacco, or drugs, and to meditate as a group for an hour every morning before work and another hour every night before bed. In those days, as another Sunburst resident has recounted, someone would blow a giant conch shell to call everyone to meditation. John also began to appreciate, as his experience within Sunburst deepened, that the many different types of people in the community were all held together by their common pursuit of the spiritual goal of self-realization.

Norm taught his flock the Kriya meditation technique that he had been practicing since his days with Yogananda, and JK remains grateful for the discipline of those formative years. “The Kriya has given me a daily practice that brings me into my center,” he says, and “has imbued [my life] with a certain depth and understanding.” As an Aries, who are known for being great initiators but who sometimes need a boost with follow-through, John especially appreciates the discipline he developed through his meditation practice during his youth. Now in his 60s, he finds that the Kriya has blossomed in him to become the anchor of his everyday life, rather than something he practices just at certain times. “My daily life is my practice, and my practice is my life,” he explains, adding, “My work is to dedicate all my actions to Spirit.”

The future of Sunburst is now

John and his trusty truck at a creek crossing

An energetic, playful, and yet soothingly grounded man, John is a staunch proponent of permaculture, self-sufficiency, and “living lightly on the land.” He works to be an example of existing in harmony with the environment, and is deeply grateful to be living and working in a place that promotes and encourages that mission. Although he admits to wanting things to move and evolve more quickly than they sometimes do and wishes he had “a golden wand” to make real the group’s long-term vision for the community and its land, JK remembers that Norm used to tell him, “God’s time is different from our time. The big wheel’s in motion, so let’s take the long view.”

John is unabashedly passionate about several things: his wife, Letha; his love of the land upon which Sunburst sits; and surfing. He also practices Hapkido and yoga, loves to visit Hawaii and family in Long Beach, still holds occasional pilgrimages to his “soul spot” at nearby Jalama Beach, helps Letha build and maintain their spectacular vegetable and flower gardens, plays with his two grandkids in Bend, Oregon, and enjoys using his photographic skills to document Sunburst community life. His boundless energy and kindness help to make Sunburst the wonderful place it is. We’re all so grateful to have JK in our lives!

 

Photo credits: Kara Block at OmImagery

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