Yesterday was a very interesting day. Went to bed around 2:30 AM, and woke up just after 6 AM. When ever that happens, the day is generally going to be long and painfully slow. I goofed around on the internet trying to find something to do or keep my attention. Mostly watching comedians on Youtube, as I like to laugh. At around 10 AM, I decided I might as well practice Telekinesis a bit, though when really tired I generally have very little success. I began to practice and my mind began to drift off and it became difficult to focus. The time passed from minutes into hours as my mind wondered from a thoughtless daze to uncontrollable thought, which happens a lot when I can’t decide if I should just take a nap, and risk not being able to sleep that night, or stay awake and endure the rest of the day.
It was almost 1:30 in the afternoon when things began to change. I was playing with my psi-wheel on the floor and at the time, was too tired to care about conditions, such as removing random air currents or heat from possibly effecting the psi-wheel. I was mostly interested in seeing it move in the ways I willed it too, as a sort of pass-time form of entertainment. I should add, I had no luck in this area up until this moment, when a small gust of air caught the psi-wheel. When ever this happens I have a sort of reaction to make it spin the opposite direction, against the air current. My hands where very close to it, and I remember instead of trying to make it stop as if with Telekinesis, I just sort of mentally or emotionally pleaded with it to stop. In that moment, it did just that. It stopped abruptly. It didn’t stop and begin going the other direction, nor did it slow to a stop. It just stopped, as if it understood what I was asking.
I immediately got this overwhelming feeling that it understood my plea to some degree, and sort of answered my request. I was baffled, I definitely got the feeling it was aware of me and my anxious request, so I began to play with the idea that the psi-wheel itself was aware. I didn’t really know how to approach the idea (And still don’t entirely), but I guess I tried to look at the psi-wheel as if it was aware, like me. As if it could respond like another person could/would if I requested something. Nothing more really came from it, at least that I remember. As I sat there, still trying to pursue this idea, I remember for some reason, Quantum Physics.
It speaks of at the base level of all matter, is energy, and it is also believed that consciousness is this energy, or at least tied to it. It was a series of random thoughts, remembering what I’ve heard that seemed to string together. The molecules that make up matter is energy, and that in turn, everything is energy. But something just didn’t sit well. I’ve thought, heard and even put to practice this idea, and have gotten very little from it. Though I know everything is energy, this idea alone was just a bit of information that meant nothing, something to shelve in the back of my head as a trivial fact. For some reason after that, I remember something about ambient energy, which is the just a more loose, almost essence like type of energy that floats around, often associated with air, as people identify it most commonly there. I started wondering if maybe that the energy of the molecules where just meant to be molecules, and weren’t meant to be directly stimulated for movement.
I started thinking of these two energies, and wondered if it’s this flow of ambient energy that stimulates movement. As if one could flow into the other, and the two would react and create movement. I started to think about the ambient energy in the room and tried visualizing it flowing into the psi-wheel to make it move. It seemed to work to some degree, but the psi-wheel can also move for seemingly no apparent reason. Nevertheless, I did get a distinct feeling I had at least some small part in it’s movement.
I have this little strip of Tinfoil left over from making my psi-wheel. I have actually three, one tinfoil, and two paper psi-wheels, one paper psi-wheel is twice the size of the other. But I’m currently using them in a different experiment. Anyways, I decided to try my hand at playing with the strip of tinfoil and placed it on the edge of my speaker of my stereo. I balanced it in a way so it could kind of teeter-totter a little. I began to focus my attention on it, and see what happens as I visualized this sort of ambient energy of the room, interact with the energy of the tinfoil strip. I often do little hand gestures to mimic what I’m trying to accomplish. It should also be noted that at this point, I was sitting several feet away from it.
It would kind of wobble on it’s own, but nothing dramatic. As I began to focus my attention on it, and visualize this energy interacting with it, it began to move more, and I got the same quick passing feeling that it was aware of what I was trying to do. So I began to try and think of this energy as aware, as if on some deep level, it understood what I was trying to do, and sure enough, it began to react more. In fact to make a long story a bit shorter, it began to move more and more, the more I sank into this idea that the energy was aware. It actually got so intense, my perception of it went from merely aware, to flat alive, in the way it was responding. I was utterly in shock, you probably could have knocked me over with a feather…
It fell off the speakers twice, but it wasn’t that it rocked itself off, it would actually jerk itself from side to side in motions almost like a psi-wheel. It actually seemed like it crawled off to be honest. It felt so strange, to perceive something I originally perceived to be a lifeless object to something that was alive, and would react to me. I felt very connected with it, and the term “partnership” never rang a clearer bell then that moment.
I can’t really say for sure how it happened, or even be sure it was me at all. But as someone once said to me, you can’t deny your experience, even if someone can propose physics as an explanation. All I remember was, I had a clear focus, my attention was clearly on the tinfoil, and I was trying to perceive the energy of the tinfoil as alive as well as the ambient energy of the room, and tried to understand that because it was alive, it was aware and therefore could respond. I did focus on my intention, what I wanted to happen, but I can’t say it was in great detail, just basically to move, and fall off, in a vague visualization like that. Other then that, I think I remember a feeling that I tried to give more of myself so it could move, to give something (I’m not really sure what to be honestly, just something) of myself, so it could express movement.
I almost got it to fall off a third time, but my sister came and knocked on the door. She has a habit of ruining good days. Which she may be back today…. Damn it… after that I decided to call it. On good days like that I generally don’t like to push that far, as if it goes badly and stops working, or I get so hyped up I want to go bigger, I may hit something beyond my capability, which could turn my good mood sour, like my sister does.
Through the rest of that day, the feeling and perception of objects and energy being alive began to fade, and return to my previous perception of lifeless objects. Logic began to flood in trying to interpret everything that happened as mere coincidence and just normal physics. I even began to question my sanity some, as I was extremely tired at the time, my mind could have just been messing with me. I also understood that telling people this story would likely alienate me. Common responses such as, “You just misinterpreted normal physics. It was likely air currents or heat or something. It was just coincidence, that’s all”. As much as it would make sense, the experience felt so real, as if for a short time, everything clicked, but then began to fade as I returned to my daily routine. When I started this post, it somehow reminded me of an earlier post about The Mind, I will probably post a link to it.
Because when I did that post, I felt awkward, as if I was making myself vulnerable by putting something out on my blog, that seemed so far out there, people would refuse to accept it, and then sort of label me as a loony. Looking back on it, I don’t think I was that far off actually. I still think the mind mimics the universe, as many scientists believe many other things in this world, mimic many other things out there in the universe, a sort of pattern repeated. Though sometimes I think I may have explained what I meant wrong, and gave the wrong impression. Which is the same here, I can only wonder if anyone who reads this will understand what I mean.
I kept hearing, “You need to go through a Paradigm shift” and I think that at least partially happened yesterday, as well as when I did -Reality and the Mind-. Earlier this morning when I was thinking about what happened yesterday, I realized no wonder I can have problems with Telekinesis. When it moves, my mind immediately turns to logic, hoping that it doesn’t have an answer to explain the movement. But so long as there are air currents or heat or something that can do the same effect, even if the object is covered, logic will always have something to say. But, if I don’t stop, and embrace it, this leap into the unknown, and not be so quick to pile on the logic, I won’t get anywhere. Besides, if everything is energy, and Telekinesis uses this energy, then couldn’t it act through the air, moving the psi-wheel that way? Or heat or something else?
Anyways, this post if too long for me to start into a ramble about potential.
I hope this was of some help to anyone who reads it. It was definitely interesting to look at the world so alive, instead of so lifeless.
Hope this helped some…
Till next time.
