Sunday, October 21, 2012

Proof of Heaven

I finished reading Eben Alexander's book Proof of Heaven yesterday and highly recommend it. I rarely read the stories of other NDErs, but I'm glad I made an exception to that rule. Not only is the story engaging, but it backs everything up with science.

I found the book quite moving. There was even an "Aha!" moment that helped me better understand my own experience as an NDEr. I wasn't expecting the book to affect me that way, but it did. And while I don't think a hard-core member of the atheist movement will read the book and re-assess their ideas about God, I will admit that it has me feeling a lot more like it's possible someone out there may truly have my back.

I don't want to spoil the fun, so I won't say too much about the actual book. I will say that it isn't just the story of one individual, it's a story about a family going through a heart-wrenching experience and surviving it together. That would be more than enough, but then Dr Alexander goes on to explain what it means from a neurosurgeon's point of view and why a brain without a functioning neocortex can't have an NDE. Of course, at least once as far as medical science is aware, someone without a functioning neocortex did have an NDE. Just lucky for us, he wrote an awesome book about it!

Wednesday, July 18, 2012

How do you get to Carnegie Hall?

For the past few years I've been playing with pinwheels. A parapsychologist had suggested the idea to me. I had been experiencing some rather frightening RSPK at the time. It was a very stressful period of my life and the understanding that it was just me somehow blowing off steam using PK wasn't helping at all. Every time something moved that shouldn't have moved, I felt like a monster. Someone suggested that I try to spin a pinwheel using PK as a way to feel more in control of my situation. It took me quite some time to get any good at it.

At first I could only move the pinwheel once in a while and it seemed to take forever to get that first little bit of movement on video. But I kept practising and eventually I could get it to spin even inside a sealed jar. (Sometimes I can even move it from a distance, but I'm still working on that.) I've also looked for other ways to play with the PK. My husband recently gave me an Egely wheel to try out. It's a very fancy version of a pinwheel, with flashing lights and beeping noises to make it more fun. I can now get my Egely Wheel to spin under a plastic cover (to control for air currents). It sure took a lot of practise though.

The one thing I've noticed about PK is that when it comes to having any control over it, you seem to need two things: (1) some natural ability and (2) practise. RSPK is different. It pops up now and again no matter what I do or where I happen to be. All you seem to need for RSPK is natural talent for it and a good trigger (like unbearable stress and no other outlet). It takes care of the rest. But controlled PK is fickle. If you don't keep working on it, you just seem to lose it. It's like playing a musical instrument. When you don't practise, you lose your chops.

I guess PK is like Remote Viewing that way. I've been reading Joe McMoneagle's book Remote Viewing Secrets, and McMoneagle tries to emphasize that it takes a certain amount of natural talent and lots of practise to be successful at RV. It isn't like spontaneous psi experiences popping up out of the blue. Someone who has those sorts of experiences might be better suited to RV, but it takes practise to develop that ability into something that works more or less on demand in controlled settings. The success that RV has had in terms of providing evidence for psi has a lot to do with the kind of long term study and dedicated efforts it enjoyed within the Stargate Program. It's unfortunate that nothing like that is currently being worked on.

I haven't been doing much with my pinwheel or Egely wheel lately. I guess I've gotten out of the habit. I couldn't get the pinwheel to do much for me today, but at least the Egely wheel was in a more cooperative mood. This video shows what it was up to. It's not very exciting, but at least I convinced it to move. I got it going without the cover first, then covered it up and tried to reverse the direction from a distance. That worked, although it moved very slowly. After it stopped I was able to get it going by putting my hands close to it again (but leaving the cover on). I wonder if I'll still be able to do this a year, or even a few months from now.

Tuesday, July 17, 2012

Say "Hello" to my furry little friend!

I've been under the weather lately. I picked up some kind of bug in my travels, and I just can't seem to shake it. I've been on antibiotics, gotten lots of rest and done what I can to look after myself. But no luck. I'm still pretty sick. The weather hasn't helped either. I'm really sensitive to it. Not just rain and wind, but geomagnetic conditions too. I know that sounds a bit crazy, but I've actually been tested in a lab just to see how sensitive I am. It turns out that I'm pretty darn sensitive.

I hate being stuck inside, so on one of my better days last week, I went to the park despite being sick. It was pretty nice. Lots of butterflies and birds to visit with. I also made friends with a cute little pine vole at the outlook in the park where I like to sit and feed the chickadees. You don't see pine voles all that often this far north. I understand they can be a bit of a nuisance farther south, but our winters keep them in check. Anyway, I gave him some of the seeds I had brought for the chickadees and he seemed quite pleased about that.

My husband and I had dinner at our corner pub when I got back from my walk. I told him all about the various things I had seen while I was out in the park. In particular, I told him about the little vole that I thought was so cute. He jokingly asked if I was planning on turning it into a pet.

Sitting in the middle of the table between us was a holder for ketchup, vinegar and all the other condiments one might want for the burger and fries my husband had ordered. It was nothing fancy, just a Corona beer carton converted into a holder. Our conversation about my plans to possibly bring home a pet vole were interrupted by the vinegar bottle in the condiment holder moving up and down as if being pushed around from underneath. It almost looked like there was some kind of a small animal moving things around.

My husband saw the vinegar bottle moving and asked if I was seeing what he was seeing. When I confirmed that I saw it too, he asked if I had smuggled my new pet into the restaurant and allowed it to play with the stuff on the table. I was so relieved that he didn't get upset. It is funny that the bottle did move like a mouse was inside the holder pushing things around. I think pk can be like that, it takes what is going through your mind very literally. I was thinking about my little furry friend from the park, and it was almost as if he had followed me home.