Archive for July, 2009

Last weekend, I conducted a little experiment. I made a little bet with myself that in a three-hour period, I could help a small roomful of people to come into contact with their internal guidance. For some, it would be contact for the first time. For others, it would be a stronger, more definite connection. I hoped and expected that in this — as in so many similar areas involving access to nonphysical parts of ourselves – it would prove to be easier done than said.

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In response to a news article I posted here, my friend Jim Price wrote a humorous piece and sent it to me. I liked it and asked if I could post it here. So, here it is. 

Sixth Dimension Bees

By Jim Price

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Saturday, July 25, 2009, from 1 p.m. to 4 p.m., I am going to host a workshop in which I will attempt to teach people how to get into touch with their own guidance — their own Guys Upstairs. I’m pretty confident that it can be done, but it’s sort of an experiment, so I already decided to give people their money back if they’re dissatisfied with the results. (At that, I’m going to lose money on this unless we get more at-the-door registrations than I expect.)
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Via a friend, I received this, which apparently is being passed around — with reason.

http://www.unexplained-mysteries.com/viewnews.php?id=73651

Those Amazing Quantum Honey Bees

By Ken Korczak
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As usual, a materialist explanation. Interesting one, though, except for the silly speculation about gender oppression. This book review from the New York Times, http://www.nytimes.com/2009/05/27/books/27garn.html?pagewanted=all

Why Are Humans Different From All Other Apes? It’s The

Cooking, Stupid

DWIGHT GARNER

New York Times

May 26, 2009
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On July 2, 1961, Ernest Hemingway, old and ill, shot himself to death – “took the family exit,” to put it his way, as he was neither the first nor the last Hemingway to kill himself. My column this month for The Meta Arts concerns some unfinished business of his. Not a retrieval – he himself told me when I contacted him first that it wasn’t necessary. Something else, instead.  I wish we could find someone to finish it.
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