MEDITATION: NOT ALL MENTAL MOVIES DO THE TRICK

In my early – mid 20s I dated a guy who was big into meditation.  When stress hit my life like a tsunami he suggested I give it a try. Unfortunately, I could never manage to quiet what various meditation teachers refer to as the monkey mind.

All the chatter that rears its head when you try to experience a moment of stillness.

I read up on and researched various techniques but nothing ever worked consistently.

That monkey mind never stopped chattering away.

He eventually suggested I just give up since it was frustrating me to no end.  Though disappointed I agreed it was the path of least resistence.

I was stressing myself out about it which more or less defeats the purpose of meditating to relax.

I did have a bit of success in what I call walking meditation but it is kind of cheating since I did not quiet my mind during those winter walks.

I used the time walking those winter nights to sift through my life and see where changes needed to be made.

A break-thru came when I bought Dr. Taub’s Seven Steps to Self-Healing Pack.

I’d never heard of guided meditation but listening to those tapes showed me that even those with chatty minds can meditate.

Silva Icing.

In 2000 I took the Silva Basic Lecture Series from a lovely woman in Akron, OH.

Aaron, who used to listen to the Dr. Taub tapes alongside me at night agreed to go with me.

For years I did a kluged version of guided meditation based on imagery from the tapes as well as whatever I produced on my mental screen during Silva.

Creative Visualization – Not

Starting in 2017 I switched from the scripted meditation I had been using for years to reviewing my novels before bed.  

I had become proficient in creating vivid images while picturing characters, locations, scenes, so it seemed like a good idea.

For the next several years I spent evenings reviewing scenes from various books in my mind and though it generally helped me fall asleep it hid a problem.

It wasn’t having the same beneficial effects as guided meditation!

This might have gone on indefinitely were it not for a series of emails between a friend in Florida and myself.  Rereading my words a few days after I sent them made me see I needed some serious change in my life.

I wrote about this in the Tune the Dial post.

To marry action to intention I began doing my old meditation routine in place of general mental movies.  Immediately, my life began to change.

Especially my health which needed tweaking.

My energy levels went up within days and that led to reguarly engaging in exercise which led to more energy which led to…

You get the idea.

In addition to physical benefits the universe began putting in a helping hand in the form of books coming into my possession at the right time.

I think it was seeing I was serious about improving my life – not just talking about it.

I’ll admit it was tough to get back into the routine of guided meditation, not because I had trouble quitting the review of novel plots before bed but because I was so rusty at the routine I’d done for years.

Persistance Pays Off.

Knowing it would all fall into place if I kept at it I kept at it.

And life continued to improve.

The plan is to keep up routines that help me achieve various health and well-being goals.

Routines that begin with the nightly guided meditation, one that includes prayers of thanksgiving.

The Take-Away?

I learned the hard way not all mental movies achieve a state of relaxation and that guided meditation is as beneficial as TM.

Especially for those of us with chattier minds.

Note:  That Monkey Mind

I long ago earned the distinction of always thinking but there was, I now realize, something else going on; something that interfered with my ability to still my chatty multi-tasking mind.

Birth Control Pills and Copper

Birth control pills have been linked to a buildup of copper.  Excess copper can cause chatty racy mind.

Taking zinc and potassium can help but until and unless there is nutritional balance, it may continue to be a challenge to quiet the mind.

I’m sure other medications can have this as a side effect.

NOT THAT I WANT THIS BUT WOULDN’T IT BE COOL?

Finally getting around to another piece dealing with manifesting.

I’ve got a lot of writing andirons in the fire these days.

It has to do with manifesting by proxy.

You get to enjoy something but you don’t have to live it.

Let me explain…

Especially since prevailing theory is you have to work for something.

A theory that, a Midwesterner by birth, I am more than familiar with.

It all started with the phrase Wouldn’t It Be Cool…?

Come on, you can’t be that surprised.

However, there is a bit of a twist.  

I didn’t actually want what I considered would be cool.

The Scene

I’m 7 and watching Jacques Cousteau on some docu-show on TV.  I was actually bored until my dad pointed out that the people he was working with were raising their kids not in a traditional sense like I was living but on the ocean.

“You mean that boat is their home?”

That boat was a gorgeous sailing yacht.

“But what about school?”

That led to an in-depth discussion about homeschooling and what living a nontraditional life can teach.

Wow

No boring school?  No nuns?  No stinky classroom that was ungodly hot in the late spring/early summer?  Cool!

Where do I sign up?

I can see why my dad was good in sales.  He has a way of presenting a vision that really draws you in.  However, he didn’t like to deal with the devil.  

You  know – the details?

Knowing this I wasn’t too keen on his version of how we’d make it work.  

Living on a rusted out abandoned oil tanker in the Louisiana bayou doesn’t compare with what I saw on TV.

My vision was – living space wise – a bit more traditional.

My dad subscribed to Yachting magazine for years and I would lay on my stomach in the living room listening to Rubber Soul or Emerson Lake and Palmer Works I and flipping through the pages.

I also frequently listened to Queen’s Night at the Opera.

I was fascinated by the images in the magazines.

I loved the creative utilization of space – even as I was confused.

“Where do they put the toys?”

My dad explained – by way of answer – the dramatic differences in lifestyle between someone living in a post World War II tract home in a Detroit blue-collar neighborhood and someone following a dream by living it.

He pointed out things I believed sacrifices – no room for toys – were not considered such by those living the dream.

That night I stared up in the dark and thought about the kind of people who raised their kids living on the sea with a boat for a home.  The more I thought about it the more I decided it was cool.

Very cool.

They weren’t afraid to do what it took to live their dream.

I decided such people were brave.

I admired them for not worrying about what the neighbors thought about what they were doing since it was different.

Something I heard endlessly at school, in the community, and in my family.  

That circled back to courage because it takes courage to go against the grain.

Think Jonathon Livingston Seagull, a story my dad used to read to me.

Though I loved the idea of traveling the world and I didn’t mind going against the grain, I didn’t want to live on the ocean.  That didn’t stop me from watching documentaries or reading sailing and yachting magazines or befriending people who owned boats.

We had a Criss-Craft for awhile and used to take it out regularly on various Michigan lakes, fishing and water skiing.

Fast Forward

I’ve done my share of traveling – and boating.

Have a few friends who own sailboats.

Wouldn’t It Be Cool – By Proxy

Not only do I have friends who own various boats including sailboats, I know some who live on their boats.

One couple I know lives part of the year on a houseboat up in Alaska tagging ocean critters for research and conservation purposes.

Most incredible is that I know a family living the Jacques Cousteau way.

They make their living a little differently but they are living their dream in the way I always thought would be cool.

Even as I didn’t want it for myself.

When I first met them I felt an immediate rapport.  So many of our views about living a nontraditional lifestyle were in sync.

I like to say we did on land what they do on the ocean.

I told them I felt as if in meeting them I’d met celebrities from a childhood dream.

They are the most wonderful upbeat people living a wonderful dream.

A dream they built together.

Tune the Dial

I’ve mentioned the first line on my white board is Tune the Dial to remind me to start my day thinking about something or someone positive.  I also have a little drawing of a sailboat as a symbol of this family who followed their dream.

A dream more than a few people thought they were nuts for pursuing.

Thinking of them puts a smile on my face because thinking of them is thinking of what I admire.

Following their hearts and living their dream courageously.

They are the perfect inspiration but more, they are a manifestation from my youth.

One I can enjoy even though I didn’t do the work – living on the water.

Now isn’t that cool?

VISUALIZATION: IF YOU CAN’T PICTURE, DESCRIBE

Finally getting around to a post about an aspect of Visualization for manifesting an outcome.  I don’t know that it was what I planned to do this morning but after an email I got last night I decided to go ahead with it.

I do want mention the prayer success rate I mention from Grace Cathedral – 100% – was measured by success in prayers I said not only for myself but for others.

People who were trying to deal with/recover from an illness or trying to conceive, looking for a house, a job, etc. 

When I do meditation/prayer I do say things for myself but more often than not I’m praying for someone else.

Which leads to…

A friend informed me several weeks back she was facing a health challenge.  I replied with a promise to do Silva healing techniques and then explained what it was about and encouraged her to take the BLS so she, too, could learn the techniques and have others work on her case.

I also gave her the website to put her info in so others could work on her case.

I have my own version of healing that like my meditation/prayer style is a kluge of various techniques I’ve learned or absorbed throughout my life.  I do, however, frequently integrate the Mirror of the Mind technique when doing a healing.

I’ve had incredible luck with it for healing.

The technique involves visualizing the problem in great detail then sliding a frame over – in the mind’s eye – and visualizing the solution whereafter you only visualize the solution.  Since I do a kluge, rather than visualizing my friend and the specific image of an outcome, I visualized an email in which she communicated a very specific sentence.  Last night I got that email.

Two months or so after I began working her case.

This ties to the original post idea which is why I led with it as an example.  Now, I’ll elaborate.

I’ve written of having luck with Shakti Gawain’s Creative Visualization Workbook.

 Within it there are a number of techniques to try when trying to manifest an outcome.

One of the more successful techniques I’ve used is the Ideal Scene technique in which you describe your ideal scene/outcome as if it’s already happened in detail.

Though not too much detail.

ie., If you want a house, describe the neighborhood and the number of rooms, etc but don’t choose a specific address because the house may belong to someone else or is meant to belong to someone else.  Same with a relationship. Describe what you want in a relationship rather than a specific person as they may belong to someone else or are meant to belong to someone else. Same with a job.

The universe will have something ideal for you.

As I was considering how often I’ve had success with this technique I recalled a fellow Silva student who had difficulty visualizing.  No matter how many helpful suggestsions he got he just couldn’t bring to mind an image.  Knowing there are others out there with such a challenge I thought to share an alternate approach.

Describe

In my recent situation I visualized the email.

A bit of imagery involved but most people have received an email so I think it’s easier to imagine getting an email with specific information/news than creating a more complex image from scratch.

I imagined in my white framed mirror getting an email from my friend in which she wrote a very specific sentence to do with a test result she would be getting.

I also did other healing techniques for her.

Yesterday I got a nudge to ping her and see how things were going.  Last night I received a reply.  When I read the exact sentence I’d imagined receiving from her?  

Success!

I felt wonderful and excited.

I have consistently had good luck with Mirror of the Mind but this was a twist on a typical healing technique.  

Rather than visualize an image with the outcome I visualized the words/the message.  

It worked!

This morning I sent back an email in which I shared this success story.

In Silva we are advised to recall a recent success when working a case as it boosts future success rates!

I’m taking the opportunity to share the twist on the visualization technique with readers since I know some have difficulty picturing a specific outcome.

When you can’t visualize?  Describe.

Note:  If you don’t get what you are working on it may be that you are not meant to have it.  Popular philosophy on this is the reason is the universe has something else in store for you.

The universe has you covered.

Be well!

MANIFESTING GOALS: WHAT YOU DON’T IS IMPORTANT TOO

This is my third attempt at writing about an aspect of manifesting goals that came to mind while I was in the liquid think tank this morning.

The shower.

I was thinking of an email exchange with a friend who has recently attained a major goal.  

One he’d been working toward for years!

During that time in which we traveled parallel lanes as we went for goals we did what we could to support each other’s efforts.

Sometimes acting as a cheering coach, other times a sympathetic ear.

I recently suggested he read Neville Goddard’s Be What You Wish and while it may seem an odd suggestion if he’s achieved his goal, it’s actually a critical piece of the puzzle if he doesn’t want to lose what he’s achived.

Most people, myself included, think of the action items they need to do to achieve the goals.  What about what you need to avoid?

Whether you are on the path toward the goal, you have recently achieved it, or you’ve had it for awhile what you don’t do is as important as what you do if you want to attain and/or maintain it.  

Fortunately, you can use Neville’s approach for either.

Let’s say your goal is to be a successful consultant.  Depending on the industry some of the tasks you’d need to do would be take specialized training, subscribe to an industry publication.

Perhaps join a professional association.  

But what shouldn’t you do?

In a nutshell, you’d need to avoid actions, situations, and individuals that would negatively impact your efforts.

You’d do well to avoid activities that would distract you from what you should be doing as well as avoiding people who aren’t supportive of your efforts.

The last one can be trickier than you might imagine because it may not be obvious at certain points along the path to your goal.

As I thought about strategies that might help my friend in determining next steps I considered the importance – now that he’s achieved his goal – of finding people who can help him sustain it.  Not just people like me who are happy for him, but peers with whom he can share ideas and embrace this new place in his life.

People who would understand the enormous effort that went into it.

Since it may not be obvious where and how to find these people – outside professional organizations – it makes sense to go back to Neville’s strategy.

What would a person who achieved this do?  How would they spend their time and with who?

I’m not suggesting turning your back on friends but it is critical to be around people who can support who you are and where you want to go next.  

Who can help you maintain this new phase of your life.

If it’s related to a specific goal, it’s likely you’d want to narrow your search.

You recently passed the bar. What is the next most important thing to do?

If it’s related to a lifestyle goal, you would also want to narrow your search.

You moved to a new state.  What unique activities do the locals do that would help you feel the place home and feel like a local?

Perhaps most importantly, what do you need to let go of?

  • Unless there’s a valid reason you may not want to hang around college after you’ve graduated and passed the bar.
  • It wouldn’t make sense to tell everyone in your new state how much you miss your old state or why a certain store or brand or activity in your old state is superior to anything available in your new state.

While taking this step can happen at any point along the journey to your goal, starting early would be helpful.  

  • If you are studying to be a lawyer, subscribe to legal journals, join a professional organization, find and hang out with other attorneys
  • Visit the new state before moving if possible so that by the time you move it already feels like home.  If you can’t?  Read up as much as you can about it and/or subscribe to a magazine dedicated to a major city there.

No Time Like the Present

Sooner is better.

We go through a number of transitions along the path to our goal.  We grow and become.  If we embrace these changes up front by realizing ahead of time who we need to be, we bring the goal to life that much sooner.

Be sure to include what you won’t do or who you won’t be in your planning.

Letting go of that which no longer serves.

Don’t forget to celebrate your victory, but equally as important, hold on to what you’ve achieved.

Honor yourself.

TO FIND YOUR FREQUENCY TUNE THE DIAL

For a day following one that ended on such a high note, today is filled with sobering thoughts.

Good stuff, but sobering.

I’ve mentioned I utilize a white board to track various tasks.

I mentioned in a post yesterday the task list is rather lengthy now.

This morning I added a new task to the very top

Tune the Dial

What does this mean?  Unlike the t-shirt in my store it is not about avoiding negativity.

Though that is wise.  

Rather, it’s about the opposite.  Focus on the positive.

Specifically a person or a situation that will put a smile in your heart when you think on it.

The idea to take such deliberate action came as part of a post-mortem analysis of the previous winter.  It was, due to a variety of circumstances, a low point in my life.  

Fortunately, months of introspection revealed it is unlikely the stars will line up in such a way again.

Lessons

That isn’t to say I can be heedless of the fact some of my own vulnerabilities make it so if I’m not careful I could wind up in a smiliar place.

It was one of those where stress led to a behavior to address the stress but ended up bringing different stress which led to…

It was for this reason I spent months dissecting everything that took place including my role in any of it.

How did my actions contribute to my own suffering?

Once I finished that I identified actions I could take to avoid getting sucked into such a place again. I further considered how I might raise my energy vibration back to what it was prior to the chaos.  One idea I toyed with was starting every morning by thinking of someone or something that put a smile in my heart.

To achieve the higher vibration I needed to refocus my attention.

I had to Tune the Dial.

What gave me the idea was that I’d noted whenever I composed an email to a certain friend I felt absolutely fantastic.

Energized and ready to face the day!

I decided to test and see if I felt that way even if I didn’t write to this friend but simply thought of them.  

It worked!

I went through other evaluations in order to gauge how various events affected me.

Including interactions with other people.

I periodically tried the morning email thought to see if it consistently got me smiling.

It does.

Wanting to be thorough in my efforts to see how various events affect me I spent the past few days doing a number of tests, including reading headlines.

I discovered that my interactions with people affect me far more than what I read in the headlines, regardless of whether or not those headlines are negative and/or upsetting.

I alluded to this in Under Siege: Tools and Strategies for Dealing with the Pillars of EMF Sensitivity in the section on Esoteric EMFs.

I considered activities that bring joy.

  • Conversations with Family
  • Philosophical conversations with others who love to stretch their minds
  • Conversations with people pursuing their dreams or who have achieved them
  • Writing
  • Thinking of Fans**
  • Music
  • Walking

I considered there are some activities I haven’t done in a long time but knowing they brought happiness determined I would reengage.

Specifically a workout routine I did for decades, a combination of stretches and weight lifting.

I determined I got the best response by making a point each morning to think of someone or something that makes me smile.

I may write a message to them I don’t intend to send just to get that frequency tuned correctly.

I also determined it is in my best interest to make changes in how I handle situations that bring me down.

Especially interactions with people who drain me rather than juice me up.

I decided that each time I think of individual(s) who have caused grief or in some way drained me I will automatically send them thoughts of love and happiness.

I used a modified Silva technique to program myself to do as much.

I am getting good results.

Felt as if the weight of the world tumbled from my shoulders.

I am determined to make Tuning the Dial to bring in positive energy a habit.

Lifelong.

**Thinking of the people who stop by to visit my websites and who subscribe brings such a smile to my heart!  Thinking how people are enjoying the stories I write brings joy.

WRITING WAVES ARE CREATIVE WATERS

Note: Long

Listening to the playlist for the upcoming Hollow Shelter which got two additional tunes, one of which I’d never heard before watching The Batman last night.

Something in the Way by Nirvana.

When I heard it my mind I tuned the movie out for a moment as I thought “Wow, that would be cool for this upcoming book…”

In spite of having a dream about alligators I woke up feeling pretty good and ready to make what consider progress writing.

I was washing them down a shower drain with a hose.  Go figure.

But First – A Message From Our Sponsor

Mother Nature

I didn’t just jump into the situation because I needed to consider the impact of intense heat on my ability to work on a novel.

Heat can be distracting.

We have no AC so these times of year when the heat goes up and the breeze disappears?  Not fun.

At least this year I wasn’t forced to shut every window because of fire smoke from California, Oregon, Canada, and Western Washington blowing ash into the air.

I didn’t grow up having AC.

Or a dishwasher.  

Oh wait – we did.  

Me.

Aware of the parameters, I needed to consider my rhythm relative to the arc of increasing then decreasing heat and the likelihood I would be ready to put fingers to keyboard before it got distractingly hot.

Odds weren’t looking good.

I made the best of it which means What’s quick and easy?

Low hanging fruit

The White Board!

I hate lists and don’t technically need them other than to act as nags to get to stuff I’d rather not do.

At the top of the board?

The Dude

Followed by The Store and Marketing – which I also detest.  

It was so much easier working for a corporation that had a Marketing Department.  

Then again, maybe not since 1/2 to 3/4 of my job was explaining to customers why their pie-in-the-sky slide whipping failed because it didn’t include the fine print.

At the bottom of the list is LOGO

How the heck do you create one that does justice to who you are?

Designing a web presence that encompasses all the facets of me is like trying to write a resume that includes life experiences on top of education and work experience that includes being quick enough to dodge male babies ready to get me when changing a diaper at 11.

At least his mom – my aunt – warned me.

I guess I could put that one in with the fact I had a rocket arm that put me in the outfield after I refused to play 1st yet could get the ball and get it to 3rd or home in time to get them out.  

But…

Where would that fit in corporate?  Running to the copy machine and back?  Tossing useless paperwork on a desk with enough force to cause a minor quake?

Been there done that useless Office Space gig

Context

I’ve held a number of jobs throughout the years including working in HR before taking an administrative position that got my foot in the door and in line for becoming a technical consultant.  

With being a tech writer a brilliant segue.

When my boss told me I only got a 2% raise in spite of an outstanding performance review and doing way more than what was in my job classification – because of my job classification?  I asked her what I needed to do to change the classification so it reflected what I did.

So I would get appropriate compensation.

Years and a hell of a lot of hard work including – I kid you not – 80 hour workweeks – later – I succeeded.

How the heck do you get that translated into a website presence?

Not even considering the Destination Unknown topic…or Metatron’s Army

Ahhhhh the Dude…

So – at the top of the White Board…

As I wrote in the blog post for metatronsarmy.com I needed to sort a few things out before deciding how I would proceed with this part of the web presence.

Talked it over with someone the other night to make sure I wasn’t missing anything in my logic.

While that alone could have fulfilled my definition of having accomplished something I needed more.

This is me.

I added the two songs – of which the Nirvana one is one – then listened thinking maybe I would be inspired to get to Hollow Shelter.

Kind of knew better but it was worth a try…

And then I saw those orange sticky notes.  Not ready to throw in the towel and work on that blog post I considered the chaos in front of me

Chaos I can easily sort out since it would only be chaos to the untrained – aka not a writer – eye.

Not ready to move on because I had unfinished business of a creative and thus esoteric nature I took time to have a conversation with a friend about lessons learned from emptying the damn basket.

That landed me in other people’s cesspits

For months

Damn it…

As I was wrapping up the 15 minute conversation I smiled because I knew everything was as it should be.

Even if I could have done without the doo-doo bath.

The previous 24 hours showed me the creative process I’ve employed throughout my life – serious multi-tasking** combined with ignoring idiots – is working beautifully.

Ignoring Idiots?

I’ll give two examples

I was 8

I was never a fan of cooked spinach.

I like it now.

One evening when I was in 3rd grade my mom served a side of it.  I ate everything on the plate but the spinach.  Dad was not impressed.

I didn’t care.

I looked at my mom and asked why she made it if she knew we didn’t like it.

She is not the idiot here. She told me it was nutritious and even Popeye liked it.

My younger brother’s answer

He was watching – likely taking notes what not to do

Smother everything in ketchup and swallow it down.

I didn’t like catsup at that point.

Yes I spelled it differently on purpose…

My dad started riding me about it. I told him “I eat tons of vegetables including lima beans and brussels sprouts.”

Wasn’t that good enough? I mean come on – brussels sprouts? LIMA BEANS?

  “I won’t eat spinach and you can’t make me.”

Oooh challenging someone who hasn’t quite figured out I was dead serious.

Initially amused he quickly realized I was.  

I wonder if it was my mom’s expression of “What are you going to do now and oh by the way I need to deal with this all the time” ?

I wasn’t going to eat that glop on the plate.

He tried guilt.

“There are kids starving somewhere…”

Having heard the same from nuns who stole my lunch money to give to kids in some other country when – my family was super poor – I needed that milk

Aka -I wasn’t impressed – and told him so.

After he quit yelling at my mom because the nuns were taking my lunch money to give it to something called pagan babies he pointed and told me to eat.

“No.”

He then threatened to send me to my room.

Never threaten a creative

Picking up my glass of milk I said “With pleasure!” as I dumped it on my plate, stood up and went to my room where I proceeded to write a story.

Acting it out as – being a kid – I wasn’t afraid of playing house.

I don’t know if my dad was disgusted with me for not caring, for the fact guilt didn’t work when it probably had with him when he was in Catholic school, or that he couldn’t throttle me without risk of killing me

As he almost did with my mother once-upon-a-time

thus idiot…

All I know is he yanked open the door and ordered me to leave the house and get lost somewhere he didn’t have to see me.

Typical night…

I was 26

Up Front

I need to reiterate my path through life has been unconventional.

Understatement.

Something certain managers in the Corporate Black Hole years didn’t seem to grasp.

At one point along the path of working for a company that had 145K employees when I started and 39 when I quit a manager advised me to take a roll on a project.

A project I knew from a guy who was on it – a guy I was dating – was going up in flames.

I already had a job in California though I hadn’t yet enlightened him.  Knowing not to burn bridges I smiled 

Can’t say it wasn’t an evil smile

I told him that I was looking to the future

Hey – I had a life vest

I gave him a number of examples only some of which had been supplied by the guy I was dating – unbeknownst to the manager – as to why this project was the Titanic

He pointed to the door and yelled at me to get out

With pleasure

Which I did – to California

It was a huge promotion complete with increased responsibilities and – finally – compensation

Riding the Writing Waves

Aka as I was writing this afternoon

After lunch while listening to Nirvana

Feeling the energy going into the post I got the image of waves and my own self riding them

Bobbing in the Creative waters

Warm waters of love that won’t let you drown

Just another facet of my creative stamp on the world

Serious Multi-tasking?

Dead serious

** I grew up in a family where Sunday dinners at Grandma’s house involved at least 30 people

Usually 50 or more

Multiple generations not all of whom were family but all deserving of Highland Hospitality

My maternal grandpa’s words for “There’s always room for one more/there’s always someone worse off than you.”

I needed to keep on my toes to maintain all those conversations while holding babies – at 8 years of age – and helping 4 and 5 year-old younger cousins get food to give their parents a break while answering adult questions – including from people in from out of town who were 2 and 3 generations removed

I was told to respect them even if I had no idea who they were and thought they wore too much perfume/cologne and dressed funny.

Well, except for the ones who had the good sense to show up in a kilt.

Questions Questions – from Strangers

Was I doing well in school?

Yes

Was I obeying the nuns?

You’re kidding right?

How do you express that on a website?

Even two

WAIT! A DAY IN THE LIFE OF A WRITER

As I sat down to dinner last night my mind kept wandering to the draft I’d turned over to the beta reader.

I wasn’t happy with it.

As writers know there’s always more to write, always more to edit, but this was different.

Should I or Shouldn’t I?

For days I’d debated whether or not to include the Remedies Section from previous EMF work.  

There were benefits to each scenario.

The version I gave to the beta reader did not have the section included.

My logic was that I was providing an update.  Go forward.

It felt wrong.

I felt as if I’d done the minimum which left me really unhappy.

I went back through today and reedited the entire work including adding the Remedies section, complete with updates reflective of 10 years’ knowledge and experience.

I just turned the finished work over to the beta reader and I’m happy to say I’m happy.

It’s now reflective of my best effort.

I can’t ask more of myself than that.

Volume 1 of Under Siege: Tools and Strategies for Dealing with the Pillars of EMF Sensitivity will be available for purchase by or before the end of July 2022.

Stay tuned.

Bonus: The following is from the conclusion:

This work can also help others who seek to understand what the big deal is and to see that those who are suffering are not hypochondriacs.  They are in pain and need relief.  Perhaps this work can serve as a bridge to help bring solutions if not compassion and understanding for those on the journey of EMF Sensitivity.

MANIFESTING: WOULDN’T IT BE COOL?

I was sitting on my porch the other night admiring the gradient changes in a twilight sky and thinking how lucky I was to have such a view.  I took a deep breath appreciating the ability to breathe clean air when I was hit with the realzation I was living a wish fulfilled.  Though I’ve had a number of manifestation successes in my life, this one is interesting in that

  • I made the wish when I was 7
  • I shared the wish with someone who immediately told me how impractical it was
  • I forgot about it
  • I never did one conscious thing to make it happen

Origin of a Wish

When I was a kid we lived about 11 miles as the crow flies from the River Rouge plant.  Each summer we would go camping on Lake Huron.

We genereally went to the Oscoda area but sometimes we’d go further north.

One of my favorite things to do was stand on the beach at evening twilight and stare up at a sky filled with stars.

A number of factors including light pollution meant this wasn’t possible at home.

I also loved walking through the woods with my dad.

I love trees and the fresh air was wonderful.

The summer I was 7 I told my dad it would be cool to live up north.

So we could enjoy beautiful twilight skies and fresh air all year long.

He told me it wasn’t practical.

Because of the economy.

He explained that a tourist economy meant those living in that area faced a lot of financial adversity.

I didn’t need to hear any more.

We were already poor.

I let go of the wish.

Though not the desire to have the benefits of the wish, beautiful twilight skies and fresh air to breathe.

This morning as I again considered the irony of this particular wish fulfilled I came to realze a number of my manifestation successes have something in common.  They almost always start with a specific phrase.

Wouldn’t It Be Cool?

In high school I went with a friend to see Desperately Seeking Susan.  As I sat in the theatre watching the scene where Aidan Quinn and Rosanna Arquette  are on the roof of the loft talking I thought Wouldn’t it be cool to live in a loft in an urban area like that?

It was a fleeting thought.

Though one I repeated – out loud – several years later to a different friend while we were watching the movie on cable.

Other than the brief repeat I didn’t give it any more thought.

I did nothing to make it happen.

Approximately ten years later I found myself living that life not because I consciously set my sights to living in an urban loft but because it just unfolded that way.

Even then I knew something was up.

Too much of a coincidence as it was too close to my high school vision.

By the time we were living in Fort Collins, Colorado I’d figured out that every time I uttered those words…Wouldn’t it Be Cool?  I got the wish.

Just one problem.

It can’t be forced!

Manifestation gurus would likely explain the process – saying Wouldn’t it be cool? then letting it go – is the detachment necessary to bring something to be and they’d be right.  Unfortunately, I can’t force the detachment.  When it comes to my successes using this phrase?  Every time I’ve uttered those words it was done with a negligent shrug.  

There was no emotional attachment to an outcome.

To this day I am unable to fake the detachment.

I can say the words but my unconscious mind is smart.  It knows when I’m saying the words but failing in the detachment part.

Fortunately, I’ve a number of other options for manifestation.  Given the unique nature of the success stories I will include them here.

So others can give them a try if they wish.

The Ideal Scene

In 1996 during a challenging part of my life  I bought Shakti Gawain’s Creative Visualization Workbook.

I’d never heard of visualization or manifestation.

The book was on a table at the front of Border’s Books where I’d gone to find something to distract myself from my troubles.

Though I diligently completed each exercise it was The Ideal Scene I was most intrigued by.

Maybe because I’m a writer?

I wrote out details for my ideal relationship, following the rules about not being too specific yet putting in details that were important.  Then I put the book aside.

Never looked at it again.

Several years later while unpacking a box in the living room of our Downtown San Francisco loft I pulled out the workbook.

I’d forgotten about it.

I’d packed it in a box of books and other items I’d been moving around the country.

As I read what I wrote – in pencil – in The Ideal Scene – I got a big smile.  I’d married the man I wrote as being ideal for me.

The way I described him in that letter was more or less a perfect match for how I would have described him that day.

Encouraged by the success I used that technique to manifest the house we bought after the loft and while I was again successful I learned a big lesson.

Be exact in your wording.

When writing the Ideal Scene about the house I wanted for our family I described the number of rooms and bathrooms – that it had wood floors and a fireplace – the yard, nice neighbors, safe, etc. and yes I got everything exact.  What was missing?  I didn’t put in the style of house.

I would have preferred something other than a ranch.

Alas, this is another method that is apparently tied to detachment.

A detachment I can’t fake.

I let go of that particular process for manifesting when we were living in Fort Collins.

A Picture Worth a 1000 Words

We were living in Scottsdale and trying to determine our next move.

We always knew it would be a temporary place where we could regroup after the horrific fallout from the EMF Sensitivity nightmare.

We could move pretty much anywhere we wanted.

We were split between New England and So Cal.

We had a number of options before us.  

Too many options.

After months of attempting to come to a decision I decided to shove the location question aside and focus instead on the type of dwelling I wanted.  One thing was clear.  I desperately missed living in a city.

I couldn’t stand living in a suburb – something I’d never experienced growing up.

Stupid HOA rules and incredible boredom.

I found a cool picture of a couple dancing in their urban loft.

It was an advertisement for the building.

Uncertain of a location at this point I also cut out a picture of a cool house.

It was a view of part of the inside.

Completely different it had a bit of a New England fishing town vibe.

Time passed and we eventually decided on So Cal, moving to an urban loft after touring the gorgeous housing area to the north left me feeling nauseated.

I explained to Aaron my heart would always be in Downtown San Diego.

I needed the freedom and energy of the urban life.

Memories of subdivisions and HOA stuff left me feeling ill.

And then…

Eventually thanks to the twists and turns so common in my life I found myself in the Pacific Northwest.  One afternoon while at my desk I looked up to realize I was looking at the other photo from Scottsdale.

Everything was exact, including the color of paint on the wall.

A color that was here when we moved in.

What stood out about this particular manifestation success is that I didn’t consciously create it.

I didn’t consciously create either one of the options yet got both.

I’d been torn between the two to the degree I got pictures of each and though they were on my desk in AZ, I put them out of my mind.

I see the connection in all of these successes is detachment.  What’s interesting is that the detachment happened differently in each case.

Showing there’s more than one way to skin a wish.

In concluding I will list my favorite books on manifesting.

They light my optimism when I’m feeling down or stuck in neutral.

SIGNS ALONG THE WAY

Sitting here trying to get myself going.  

To resume editing the 1st draft of Volume 1 of Under Siege: Tools and Strategies for Dealing with the Pillars of EMF Sensitivity.

I’m having trouble getting my head out of Volume 2 which will deal with the 4th Pillar.

Esoteric EMFs.

The problem is almost comical.  Thanks to a number of coincidences in recent days I can safely say the Universe is on board not only with my having split the volumes but with the direction I am taking on a couple of the finer points.  Specifically

  • Getting those signs
  • Connecting or Reconnecting with the Psi side

Getting those signs.  As I wrote recently, one of the best ways to increase synchronicities that signal a connection with the Universe is to acknowledge the very cool coincidence or event – thank God or whatever higher spirit you connect with – and make a note – either mental or in a small notebook.

It won’t be long before these coincidences and events start piling up.

But first – acknowledge.

Don’t blow them off as nothing.

Thanking and tracking really helps increase the number.

Connecting or Reconnecting with the Psi Side.  Throughout the years I’ve spoken with quite a few folks on the subject of Psi.

  • Those who are Psi and were happy to compare notes
  • Those who were Psi but lost it
  • Those who wished to have a Psi experience

For this article I will define Psi as a general umbrella for ghosts, angels, premonitions, etc.

I was already planning to include information on how to increase the chances of having a Psi experience in Volume 2.

Given that certain EMFs can block this ability.

A number of conversations in previous days played out as a thumbs’ up from the universe on my plan.

Making it applicable to both situations listed above.

How I love a coincidence.

As I said – it’s a thumbs’ up.

I’m on the right track.  Keep going.

Yesterday I advised someone on a way to reconnect with a deceased loved one’s spirit.

They lost the ability after multiple successes several years ago.

I explained that this would be a focus in Volume 2 but that the book isn’t finished yet.

Still finishing Volume 1.

I suggested reaching out before bed by relaxing then mentally projecting the desire and openness to having the deceased relative come and talk.

In a dream.

I then went on to share a personal story.

One of many shared in Destination Unknown: Explorations of the Paranormal.

In my early 20s I had a dream – of vibrant color – where I was in my childhood home and my grandfather – who’d passed away – pulled into our driveway.  He and a couple other older guys – all ghosts – came to greet me.

He had the biggest smile on his face.

Startled, I blurted, “You can’t be here.  You’re dead.”

After which I came straight awake.

I was very disappointed in myself and felt I’d missed out on an opportunity to talk with my grandfather.

Who I missed very much.

I related the story to a coworker who suggested that before I go to bed I talk to my grandfather.

Specifically, tell him I was sorry and that I would be happy to have him come back and talk with me.

I did as suggested and that night along with the next three, my grandfather visited me in dreams.

Showing me the future and discussing a variety of things that were important for me to know.

At the end of the final dream my grandmother – also deceased -came but I couldn’t understand her.

The words sounded garbled.

She sighed and told me she would return when I was ready to hear what she had to say.

She made good on that promise many ears later and told me things about my life that came true.

I passed along the story hoping it would help bolster confidence.

Me?

Last night I had a dream in which several deceased family members came to me.

I had not asked them to nor had I even thought about the subject before bed.

In the dream I knew they were deceased.

This is consistent for me. I see a deceased relative in a dream and in the dream acknowledge that they are dead.

Fortunately, I don’t wake up after doing so.

I have not since that first time.

What was particularly interesting in this dream was that when I spoke with them I said “You’re a ghost but you’re here.”

They acknowledged it back to me – “Yes I’m a ghost and I’m here with you.”

Each time.

I took the opportunity to thank a couple of them for all the help they’ve given me through the years.

Visiting me in dreams.

I had a number of powerful conversations.

Upon waking I considered that I’d not sought an interaction before bed and decided that just making the suggestion to a friend the day before must have acted as a celestial flare.

I was very happy to have had the experience but pretty stunned given the context.

Another in a growing list of coincidences piling up after deciding to split the book into 2 volumes.

 So here I sit stunned and trying to get back to it.

To finish Volume 1.

It’s all the crazier because I’m really close to finishing and turning it over to the beta reader.

I suppose I can be forgiven for wanting to spend a little time drinking in the magick of it all.

Like a pat on the back from God.

IMAGES, WRITING, AND MANIFESTING LIFE

The decision to cancel the Pillars project was not an easy one.  As I wrote, I spent the previous 7 + years trying to make the pieces fit, couldn’t.  Or rather, I could but it would cheat readers  and myself because trying to force fit a subject as broad as the 4 separate types of EMFs that affect human health and well-being is was going to require sacrificing somewhere. 

UPDATE: After rescoping I was able to complete the Pillars project.

The years beginning after moving to the SF Bay Area and becoming ill have provided me with incredible knowledge and experience on the misunderstood and often dramatized condition known as EMF Sensitivity.

The WHO calls it Electromagnetic Hypersensitivity or EHS which suggests a base understanding that all of us are impacted by EMFs with some being more sensitive than others.

The books I’ve written give broad and often in-depth overviews of the various EMFs and I stand by my work.  Thanks to my efforts I have freed myself from sensitivity to technology EMFs and eliminated negative symptoms from my awareness of the other types.

Geologic, Atmospheric, and Esoteric.

That doesn’t mean there isn’t a middle ground and in the weeks to come I will attempt to find it if for no other reason than to provide information that will be helpful – and perhaps fun.

Ghost hunting anyone?

In the meantime I have a number of other projects I’m working on.

As always.

On to the Subject Line.

This morning a headline caught my attention. The images of Valparaiso, Chile were beyond startling not because of the drying up of a lake – I’ve seen a number of those images in recent months – but because of the dramatic difference of the area around it, including a photo of the Andes Mountains.  Why?

Valparaiso, Chile is the non-US location for numerous scenes in my Hangover Series. 

 In preparation for the story locale I did a lot of research, interviewing people familiar with the area and local customs as well as those with knowledge of flight rules for private pilots wanting to fly from Silicon Valley to Central and South America.  I also let my fingers do the walking across the keyboard.

Internet photos showed an area lush and green with vineyards and a university nearby and beautiful snow-capped mountains in the distance.  To see the place now compared to how it looked ten years ago?  I was speechless.

What the hell happened?

It was sobering to think of the short amount of time in which the dramatic and devastating transformation took place.

The sites I was familiar with in the US – China Lake and the Salton Sea in particular – were not as dramatic though some of the more recent photos of dam created reservoirs are troubling for sure.

Having spent months and then years immersed in the non-US location of the books in the series probably made me more emotionally attached than I might have otherwise been.  I know one thing.  The saying a picture is worth a thousand words?  I couldn’t agree more.

A Picture You Say?

Ironically, a different set of photos from long ago brought a different emotional response.  

Imagery and Manifestation.

Back in 2000 I took the Silva BLS course where I learned something called The Long Relax.  As part of this meditation students are asked to visualize their Ideal Place of Relaxation.  

This location can be real or imagined and can contain whatever elements you wish.  

For my place I chose a number of different images, some real and some imagined, then kluged them together to form a location that included a bit of adventure.

To get to my location I had to cross a stream wide enough to require I be ferried in a way I imagined similar to the Mists of Avalon travel to the isle – then a walk to an area that had a sunken amphitheatre – acient Greek style – and depending on the route through the tropical forest surrounding the area you may find yourself at a castle or if you went a different way a plantation house on the Pacific ocean.  

This house had a large veranda. 

Depending on my mood I might spend time in that house gazing out at the horizon or I may walk on to this area of trees overhanging the beach. 

If I wanted to go to the castle I rode a horse through the part of the forest immediately next to the amphithatre which was sunken into the ground and had an orb in it. Seating was carved from the natural rock.

Lots of images and paths to choose from.

For years I used this diverse location as my Ideal Place of Relaxation.  Never in my wildest dreams did I expect to find a real place that not only held all those elements but had them all in one location.

Kauai.

Back in 2004 Aaron and I were fortunate enough to go to Kauai where I found not only my Ideal Place of Relaxation but a manifestation of a childhood wish!

The Wish.

When I was a kid my family went to see King Kong at the drive-in.

The one with Fay Wray.

I remember watching the scene with the waterfalls and thinking how awesome it would be to swim in such a beautiful place.  Tucking the thought away I went on with my life.

I was six at the time.

Checking the Fodor’s Guide to plan our day’s activities I came upon an entry about a place where tourists could view waterfalls that were the location for the filming of King Kong.

We rapelled to the edge of the water into which the falls were pouring and I got my childhood wish.

It was colder than I would have thought which made me spare a bit of empathy for what Fay must have gone through in the filming of that scene.

The Scene to Relax.

On another day we set out to do a bit of exploring.  Parking the car we proceeded to hike toward the shore.  We were almost to the ocean when I caught site of a tree overhanging part of the beach.

OMG It’s My Tree!

I excitedly told Aaron about the tree being a central fixture in my Ideal Scene of Relaxation.

It was a place I would sit and think while staring out at the horizon.

I took several photos and we continued on our journey walking along the water.

OMG It’s My House!

We hadn’t gone too far when we came upon a house on the water – complete with a large veranda.

It was not plantation style but otherwise fit the image I’d created in my mind’s eye.

Amused we continued on.

OMG…

I think you can see where this is going.

We passed over a stream that was narrow enough a toddler could cross it without a boat but it was in the exact location I imagined in my Place of Relaxation.

By this point I was starting to feel a little unnerved.

No Way!

If you can believe we came upon a sunken area carved out of rock and not far from it a large boulder spherical in shape.

We were snapping photos left and right as we continued on and I shared more details of the locale I’d created in my mind.

Including riding a horse to the castle if I wished.

As we were leaving the area we decided to hike through the woods instead of backtracking.  You can imagine my reaction to seeing riders on horseback coming out of the forest next to that amphitheatre.

Just like my vision.

Ginsu Knife Moment.

Aka There’s more.

I was so shaken by seeing everything from my vision – regardless of the fact the locations were not exact relative to each other – I didn’t visit the Place of Ideal Relaxation for years.

Ironically I went through a period of manifestation efforts that failed during that same timeframe.

Finally, around 2009 I began trying Silva again.

As I write in Riding the Waves: Diagnosing, Treating, and Living with EMF Sensitivity, I got the exact opposite of everything I tried to manifest.

I now know it’s because of the EMF Sensitivity.

In 2010 I wrote to a senior individual at the Silva Method and asked what he thought might have happened.  As if part of a nightmare he responded with a scathing accusation that I was obviously trying to cheat the universe and cheat God in asking for what I was asking for.

A quick sale of our house in a down market?  That’s cheating the universe and cheating God?

At the time I was devastated but decided that like recent attempts at using Silva to manifest solutions, my message was somehow lost in the universe somewhere.

Or at the very least having a Mercury Retrograde moment.

Aaron did what he could to console me suggesting that given the down housing market perhaps I’d struck a nerve with the guy.

I returned to my Ideal Place of Relaxation which was completely new and recreated.

Another nature scene this had mountains on the left side of the path through the woods and a fork to the right that led to a steep path down to a rushing river.

One I knew would be very cold.

Wanting to get a feel for our new Colorado home base, we set out to visit a park.

Not Estes Park.

After a nice picnic we hiked out a trail that went along the Flatirons.

The mountains were to the left as we hiked.

You can see where this is going too I bet.

We came upon a fork where a branch of the trail led to a cliff.  Down below?  A rushing body of water.

A cold river.

Badly shaken – this was the second time elements I’d pulled together in my mind from random areas or sources in a very specific way had come together in a real place.  Only this time – which is why I was so shaken – everything was exactly where it had been in my vision.

Exactly.

In the years since I’ve manifested my Ideal Place of Relaxation a number of times.  

Never intentionally.

Enough that I now take great pains when crafting an image.  

Life can be thrown into chaos as it seeks to fulfill your apparent desire.

Images are Powerful.

They also travel faster.

I have written about an equation I was asked to solve.

Details are in Lessons From the Edge: An Author’s Guide to Metatron’s Army.

Though I will be sharing details in whatever publication I end up pulling from the rubble pile, I can at least share this much now.

Direct from the equation which was a communications translation key.

When talking to the universe, images travel faster than words.

There’s more to the equation but what’s important is keeping an image in your mind is a good way to have it manfest.

Visualization Works.

For more on protecting manifestation efforts from EMFs readers may want to check out The Intention Experiments by Lynne McTaggart.

I will have information too in some upcoming publication though I did give a big piece of the puzzle in a recent blog.

Stay tuned.