Reasonable Magic and Magical Reason (5)

Part five of six of Joseph Felser’s paper on Bob Monroe’s philosophy.

Part V: “Forms of Freedom Inconceivable”

To make the magical as reasonable as possible and reason as magical as it can be; this, then, is the chief task of the members of this professional division.

Many of the fruitful results of these investigations have been catalogued in the reports of the Focus and the Hemi-Sync Journal, as well as in those two marvelous volumes edited by Ronald Russell, Using the Whole Brain and Focusing the Whole Brain. (38) Contained therein are reports of just some of the many “peak performances” that can be coaxed out of individuals willing and able to “try and test for themselves.” From the healing of physical and mental suffering, and the facilitation of learning, to the sheer, exhilarating fun of exploring There, Hemi-Sync has proven its worth, time and again. Magic can be eminently practical and down-to-earth after all, just as the intellect can soar when it embraces (or at least tolerates) experiential data that may not fit its preconceptions.

As noteworthy as all these particular achievements are, however, I suspect that behind and beyond them there is a still greater purpose at work. What might that purpose be?

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Bob Monroe’s Journey

The book that became Muddy Tracks started out as Living In Monroe’s New World, but my editor thought that it hurt the book to split the focus between my own experiences and Monroe’s. I still don’t know if I was right to listen, but I did.

It occurred to me this morning that this might be the place and time to publish (as it were) one of the chapters that didn’t make it into the final version of Muddy Tracks. I called this chapter “Monroe’s Journey.” I began by asking my friends for assistance, as usual.

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Please do not adjust your TV set

Remember the old announcement, “we are experiencing technical difficulties”?

I don’t mean to keep you hanging but I am having trouble posting my Remote Viewing sketches, and then the four target photos. There’s no point in posting the text without the illustrations, so we’ll just have to wait till I get it right. Sorry about that.

Remote Viewing. A first-hand experience (2)

My notes and sketches
I see that the scanned pages didn’t display. I will try to fix that and post them separately, as these notes won’t mean much if you can’t see the sketches. But I’ll leave this as it is and if I can get the pages uploaded correctly you will be able to compare.
I know you cannot read the written words on these pages. Don’t worry about it. Look at the sketches, and after each page I will type out what the words on the page were.
Armed only with these sketches and words, and this summary, the eight-Judge panel had to pick one photo of four printed in color on an 8 1/2 x 11 piece of paper. Do you think you could have done it? You will get your chance when I upload Folder J.
http://hologrambooks.com/hologrambooksblog/wp-content/uploads/2008/10/sketch1.doc

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Remote Viewing. A first-hand experience (1)

Last year I participated in a six-day Remote Viewing program at The Monroe Institute. I wrote it up at the time for the blog I had just started. I will reprint the series of posts here, with this as the first installment.

An examination in four parts
The best way that I can think of to give you the flavor of the process of remote viewing is to examine in detail the remote viewing exercise I engaged in on Wednesday, March 21, 2007. (At other times in the day I served as monitor or as one of the panel of judges, as we all did.)

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Oregon 2005 (14)

 

18. Columbia Gorge

Tuesday Sept. 27, 2005. As it happened, it is a day when I do everything right.col4.jpg

The day before, I had driven past all the river attractions to get to Mount Hood. Awakening at Timberline Lodge, I am tempted to keep going west toward Portland. But I still want to see the river! So I decide to retrace my steps to Hood River. I know I’ve done the right thing when the turn-off I need proves to be less than a mile from the road leading from Timberline. I drive down to Hood River, decide against stopping for lunch, and therefore arrive at Cascade Falls at just quarter to twelve – with the Columbia Gorge scheduled to leave at noon.

 

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Oregon 2005 (11)

klamath.jpg14. Fort Klamath

Saturday Sept. 24, 2005. If we could have found the road we were looking for, we wouldn’t be stopping at this little park in the middle of nowhere. You know how it is. You’re traveling and you have your mind set in one direction, and anything you pass looks less interesting than the thing you think you’re chasing.

 We are on our way to Bend from Crater Lake, and although Bend is to the northeast, we will have to travel southwest down highway 62 in order to pick up 97 for the long trek back north. The map seems to show a small road that will cut off some of the long dogleg, but even though we look carefully, the only road that cuts away seems to be headed in the wrong direction. Okay, we figure that we must have passed it somehow. Next step: Find somebody and ask. The little sign by the small white building says Fort Klamath.

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