For an upcoming course I was told that I
needed to get a pendulum. I went to a shop yesterday to buy one and when the
woman in the shop showed me the display case with all the pendulums I was quite
amazed. I knew nothing about them and had no idea how many different kinds
there were of different forms and different materials.
I asked the woman if she could tell me
about them, but she knew as much as I did! So I stood in front of the case, closed
my eyes and opened my Akashic Records, then I asked to be guided to the pendulum
that most resonated with me and that I would work with best. When I opened my
eyes, I was looking at the left stand and one pendulum was swaying back and
forth. I looked at the right stand and two pendulums were swaying. I looked at
all the others and they were completely still.
It was only three crystal ones that were
moving. But it was not material based as there was another crystal one that did
not move. I looked at the first one I had seen, a clear quartz point with black
tourmaline in an enclosed layer on top, on a silver chain.
I remembered how a while back I had been
drawn to open the Akashic Records of the black tourmaline and what affinity I
had felt with it since. The day before I had begun to meditate with a quartz, when
I had felt a distinct intuition that I needed to sit with the black tourmaline.
I had been feeling off key, a bit anxious and slightly irritable.
As I had sat with the black tourmaline I felt
it working with me and I began to let the tensions go. They fell away and I
became clearer and clearer, lighter and bigger until I felt myself bodiless and
still.
It still took me a while to decide between
the pendulums, for I was also drawn to another one, but in the end, the first
sight and the black tourmaline won out.
I understood that there is an on-going
dialogue such as the one referencing the black tourmaline. The different
episodes involved in me buying the pendulum, seem to be separated by time, but
when touched on felt as if they are all part of the same on-going experience.
I feel that these kinds of experiences help
me to go beyond my linear perspective of time and begin to live time’s simultaneous
nature. I know it as a notion, but it is hard to sense as I operate on this
level of reality. But experiences like that lift my perspective allowing for it
to be felt as a directly lived reality.
The other thing that I understood from this
experience is that I had to be able to connect the dots so to speak. I could
have these complementary experiences, but if I do not link them then they
remain as random moments in my life. I give them meaning. If I did not have the
predisposition to connect the dots, the material would still be there, but would
remain un-attenuated, unseen.
I have seen in myself and with others that
we only hear what we are ready to hear. We only see what we are ready to see.
How much is being whispered to us that we are not ready to hear and how much
shown to us that we cannot yet see?
For me the beautiful part of this
experience is how magical it was. The magical often intersects on our reality,
but depending where we are in our lives we are more or less open to see it. I
feel though that it is happening all the time, that there is little distinction
between the magical and the mundane.
I see my life as being an interplay of
weaving strands, clouds of light, unfurling dialogues like the one with the
black tourmaline that converge and diverge from the physical plane at different
rates and intervals.
When seen in this way the living of life is
a magical and wondrous experience, but it is one that I co-create. For example I
get tune into certain material, but the way I choose to interpret it creates a
reality out of it, another with the same material would create a different
version.
We are, I believe, all artists and our life
is our greatest work and the great joy is that we do not do it alone.
