E-Squared: Nine Do-It-Yourself Energy Experiments That Prove Your Thoughts Create Your Reality by Pam Grout Read Free Book Online

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    Okay, ready to become a mad scientist?

EXPERIMENT #1
    THE DUDE ABIDES PRINCIPLE:

There Is an Invisible Energy Force
or Field of Infinite Possibilities
    “Everyone else is waiting for eternity and the shamans are saying, ‘How about tonight?’”
    —A LBERTO V ILLOLDO , P H .D.,
C UBAN-BORN AUTHOR AND TEACHER OF ENERGY MEDICINE
    The Premise
    This experiment will prove to you once and for all that there is a loving, abundant, totally hip force in the universe. Some people call it God. You can call it prana, “the all there is,” or “Cosmo Kramer,” for all I care.
    The problem, up until now, is we’ve had to take this force on faith. We weren’t allowed to see it or touch it, but we’ve sure been asked to do lots of things in its name, like tithe and meditate and put ashes on our head. I much prefer the idea of an energy force that moves on two-way streets. Does give and take ring any bells?
    In this experiment, we’re going to let the FP know that, baby, it’s now or never. We are so over believing in something that gets its jollies playing hide-and-seek. We want irrefutable proof. And we want it now. You know those four little initials—A.S.A.P. Well, those are the ones we’re shooting for. We are going to give the FP exactly 48 hours to give us a sign, a clear sign, a sign that cannot be written off. Neon would work.
    Because we bought this idea that the force is vague and mysterious, we don’t really expect to find it. Or at least we’re not surprised when we don’t. Because we haven’t been trained to notice, this inspiring, energizing, life-altering force is zooming in, around, and through us without our awareness.
    What Me, Wait?
    “If your medicine doesn’t grow corn, of what use is it?”
    —S UN B EAR , C HIPPEWA ELDER
    For those who want to wait for the pearly gates, go right ahead. It’s like a modern-day person refusing to use electricity. All you have to do to access electricity is find an outlet, plug in an electronic device or appliance, and voilà! You get all sorts of cool stuff—toasted bread, music that’s piped in from radio towers, movies and news, and fellow humans eating slugs on deserted islands.
    We have to retrain ourselves to think of this energy force the same way we think of electricity. We don’t wonder, Am I good enough to plug my toaster oven into the outlet? or Have I prayed long enough or deep enough to deserve the right to flick on the kitchen lights?
    We don’t feel guilty for wanting to turn on the radio and listen to NPR. The FP is just as nonprejudiced and available as electricity once we make the decision to really look for it.
    And it’s not that hard to find.
    Anecdotal Evidence
    “God is not the pushover that some people would like you to believe.”
    —A LEX F RANKOVITCH IN S KINNY B ONES , BY B ARBARA P ARK
    This is the section where we talk about the elephant in the room. Yes, I’m talking about God.
    Unless you just crawled out from underneath a cabbage leaf, you’ve probably observed that an awful lot of people talk about this guy named God. One out of every seven days is devoted to worshipping him. Buildings of all shapes and sizes have been built to honor him. Many newspapers have a religious section right next to the political section, the local news, the weather, and the crossword puzzle.
    Some version of “the dude” (to borrow a moniker from cult-classic The Big Lebowski ) exists in every culture that has ever existed. Even physicists whose sole line of work is studying the properties and interactions of matter and energy know about the invisible force. Most of them do not call it God. Albert Einstein, for example, claimed no belief in the traditional God, but he sure as heck knew there was something a whole lot juicier out there in the cosmos. That juice, he said, was all he really cared about. The rest, he claimed, was just details.
    The God most of us believe in is an invention of man, fabricated for the sake of convenience. We