Read Love Story: In The Web of Life Online
Authors: Ken Renshaw
Tags: #love story, #esp, #perception, #remote viewing, #psychic phenomena, #spacetime, #psychic abilities, #flying story, #relativity theory, #sailplanes, #psychic romance
"You, as a spirit can create realities through
what you call your imagination. You can close your eyes and imagine
an apple tree, climb it, get an apple and eat it. If you have a
good imagination, you can even taste the apple.
Spirit and your imagination aren't bound by logic.
"Many, let us say, of your tribes and cultures,
some as large as nations, live according to ideas of thousands of
years ago. If someone of note said something centuries or millennia
ago many follow that idea without questioning it, even though the
idea or practice is no longer relevant to the time-space they now
live in. The idea is a rule, held in place with the logic that if
you disobey, something bad will happen to you.
"You also use logic to create abstractions of
physical reality in the form of mathematics. Your engineers have
used logic to create what you call computers that use logic in
their hardware and software to conduct physical tasks, communicate,
and bring you music, and pictures and stories on what you call
television. Your computers don't think or feel: they do immense
manipulations of logical elements you call bits; they are the
ultimate form of logic.
"Spirits don't need to create the abstraction;
they can simply create the reality.
Logic
and language are, therefore, just a method of dealing with your
limitations of physical reality.
"
Spirit (or your
subconscious) operates in a pre-symbolic non-symbolic realm.
It creates ideas your brain circuits and your brain ware (all
the stuff you have learned from your family or school) translates
the idea into speech or symbols you draw, write, or
type.
"Questions! We have given you a lot, of what
you say on your planet, to chew on. For those of you who are here
for the first time, let us say, the first three rows are for those
of you who think you may have questions. If you have a question,
please raise your hand, and our assistant will give you a
microphone."
A man in a business suit raised his hand,
waited for the microphone, and asked, "Some of our country's most
important documents, such as the Declaration of Independence and
our Constitution, depend on logic. Our society couldn't run without
those guides. Aren't they our highest thinking?"
Herondus answered: "Those are, indeed,
important documents for your civilization. The logic is in the
expression of the ideas. The pre-symbolic thinking that the authors
did before writing those was on the conceptual level: the meaning
of rights, equality, freedom, etc. They added the logic as they put
pen to paper."
A woman with long red hair raised her hand, was
given the microphone, and asked, "When I am thinking a problem out,
I talk to myself, and logically discuss about what I am going to
do. Isn't that my highest form of thinking?"
Herondus answered: "Your subconscious is giving
you the ideas that your brain and brain ware converts to sub vocal
speaking.
The subconscious thinking
happens during the sub-vocal dialog between parts of
yourself."
About ten people asked questions and received
answers. Then, Herondus said, "We do not want to get, as you say,
too technical about what is what kind of thinking. We want to
emphasize that what may seem logical to you is not necessarily
true,
because what you believe is logical
depends on your education or training, your brain ware.
"Once, in your space-time, the idea of a round
earth was unacceptable: there was a set of logic that assured
everyone that the world was flat.
Herondus looked at his watch and said, "Now, we
would like to take a ten-minute break, and, when you come back, we
will take you on a meditation."
All was quiet until the man doing the
channeling opened his eyes and looked blearily around the
room.
Everyone then hurried from the room or began
talking to friends. I excused myself and went to the bathroom. As I
was returning, I ran into Tina and Elise in the ballroom
lobby.
"What do you think about Herondus?" Tina asked
with an air of excitement.
"Frankly, I am a little overwhelmed. He has
given me a lot to think about. Can I get a recording of the
session?"
"It will be available from his website in about
a week. The web address is on the meeting flyer," Added
Elise.
"We should go back in now," said
Tina.
In a few minutes, Herondus began
again:
"On your planet you have the idea of
Superheroes, which appear in comic books, TV, and in your movies.
Many of them have magic shields to deflect gunfire, laser beams,
and other projectiles. Many on your planet use logic as your
shield, to give you a certainty against all ideas that do not agree
with your beliefs.
"Your radio and television political
commentators can project great certainty that opposing viewpoints
are wrong through logic, although their opposing counterparts can
speak with equal certainty that their opponents are idiots. These
certainties prevent real discourse or dialog where one party
attempts to understand the viewpoint of others.
"On an interpersonal level, you may often find
the people who demonstrate great certainty about what they know,
are using that certainty as a shield to prevent anyone from knowing
who they really are. Logic can be a great shield to prevent someone
from finding out that deep-deep down inside you have some shame or
that you believe you are not good enough.
"We will continue dialoging on that subject
throughout this weekend. But now, it is time for a
meditation."
The lights came down and Herondus led everyone
through a guided meditation: Going to a meadow, sitting under a
tree, and then proceeding through and exploration of the
surroundings. I fell asleep after the first few minutes.
At the end of the session, as we were standing
up ready to leave, it was apparent that Tina was leaving with
Elise: the wingman thing was in play. I said to Elise, "I would
like to have lunch with you to discuss your research. It could be
important to some work I am doing."
Tina smiled her approval.
Elise replied, "It will have to be
tomorrow."
"I can do that," I said.
Elise gave me her card, and I said I would call
her at home in the morning.
As we all exchanged hugs, I noticed that Tina's
wasn't as stiff as when we met before the meeting.
I arrived early at Hernando's on Melrose hoping
to get a good table.
****
Hernando's is one of those trendy sidewalk
restaurants, with Mexican national colors in the awning, wrought
iron tables and chairs, and separated from the sidewalk by only a
thin iron railing. The place was filling with trendy Hollywood-type
people wearing either business suits or designer jeans. Most of the
women wore little makeup and had long slightly curled or straight
hair.
Elise soon joined me, also wearing jeans, but
not the kind in the Melrose shops. Somehow, she looked like an
academic, or at least that was what she projected.
I rose and greeted her with a handshake that
seemed appropriate. This was not a date. She was keeping a feeling
of distance, probably treating me as if I were Tina's territory. We
exchanged some small talk, ordered iced tea, and tostadas for which
Hernando's is famous.
"Tell me about your project that involves
something about channeling," she said drinking her tea.
"It is really not about channeling per se; it
is about remote sensing. It involves a civil case. I would like to
know about channeling to see whether it is related. What was your
bottom line in your dissertation?" I inquired.
"Let me start at the beginning. About four
years ago, a friend invited me to go to a channeling, not a big
event such as we attended last night, bur a living room full of
people in The Valley. I was expecting to see a bunch of weirdoes,
but was surprised to see normal looking people from all
backgrounds.
"When the channel arrived, I was surprised
because he was so normal looking, with a slight build, probably of
Mediterranean descent, wire-rimmed circular glasses, and wearing a
black T-shirt with a Nike logo. He introduced himself with a mild
voice. He took a lot longer to go into trance than does Herondus.
Before he began to channel, he went through a few head movements as
though he had to shake his head to form the channeling connection.
Then, his entity, or the spirit, or whatever he was channeling,
came through in a loud, gruff, choppy voice, talking a
mile-a-minute. He said he brought us greetings from another
civilization on a planet in the direction of, but not near, the
Pleiades. He went on to say that their civilization was more
evolved than ours and they wanted to communicate certain ideas to
help us in our evolution.
"What I heard was very similar to ideas of
eastern spiritual philosophies, with some interesting twists. Do
you want to hear about those?"
"Maybe later. Right now, I am more interested
in the phenomenon or mechanism rather than the message."
"I attended about sixty changelings in Southern
California and then studied the channeled messages of forty of
those channels. The entities that were channeled were quite varied,
some were historical figures, some Greek gods, some were said to be
Egyptian gods, and others were biblical figures.
"I won't try to give you all that data, I'll
send you a copy of my dissertation.
"I concluded, after much study, that some of
the channels were channeling their own subconscious, general
knowledge, and belief system: the message was 100% theirs. Others
were channeling the message of some external spiritual entity and
then overlaying it with their own stuff: the message might be 10%
or 90% theirs depending on the channel."
"Where does Herondus fit in that spectrum?" I
asked.
"I think he is about 90% entity most of the
time. I believe the form of the message is as Herondus was
describing last night, pre-symbolic: it comes to him as abstract
ideas and pictures. The channel's brain and brain ware, as Herondus
described it last night, converts the message to language. That
translation process is where the channels education and belief
system can filter the input.
"Another thing I found was that a person with a
great intellect will channel a message of high intellectual content
and a dull person will channel a dull message."
"How did you get interested in channeling? Tina
has mentioned that you were not really too interested in psychic
phenomena."
I replied, "I wasn't, until I started to have
some unusual experiences myself. I am embarrassed to say that I
have been having conversations with an entity or entities who call
themselves Uriel. Their voice appears to come from a spot of light
that can be in broken glass bottle or under a rock," I
replied.
"I'd call that channeling!" she said with a
wide grin. "Except,
you
are
doing the channeling. You might make it seem to come from the spot
of light to agree with your belief system. People who hear voices
directing them are often diagnosed as schizophrenics. You are
surely not one of them. The spot of light appearing to talk is
probably a dream kind of thing."
I felt relieved as I said, "Yes, it does happen
sometimes when I am dozing off. Are there any hazards in doing this
form of channeling?"
"Yes, but only for those like Darren Wileman
who trance channels Herondus. He is great, but sometimes other
trance channels go kind of bonkers after a while, and start saying
bizarre stuff or get their own ego involved in the
message.
"Since you are doing this semiconsciously you
can evaluate what is coming through. If it starts to get really
strange, tell the entity to stop coming through, or simply stop
when it happens. It all is under your control. Does the message
seem reasonable to you?"
I thought a minute and then said, "Yes, I
received instructions on some scientific things about space-time
that I should learn about. Then, a few days later, I get a legal
case involving those same subjects and am forced to learn about it.
It is really strange."
She lit up with a big smile and said, "That may
not be as strange as you think. I have heard of people channeling
messages from the future. Maybe your 'Uriel' is your future self, a
guide from outside space-time or someone else from the future. I'd
bet you’ll figure this out someday."
The waitress brought our tostadas.
As I was adjusting my plate I added, "I hope I
will. I am a little overwhelmed about this now."
"I am sure you will," she replied as she
started to eat.
We engaged in small talk for a while we ate. As
we were finishing, Elise said, "Tina is one of my dearest friends.
How long have you been seeing her?"
"We were introduced by a mutual friend about
two months ago. We haven't been together all that time because my
travel for work has created some gaps in us seeing each
other."