How bicycles made me psychic w/pics
subtitle: When the wheels are turning, I hate to put on the brakes
(requested reprint)
Some of my beliefs about psychic ability disagree with a lot of other people's beliefs. I've often seen it catagorized as "occult"." From my perspective that's wrong. The key word is "ability." We have the ability to walk, to talk, and I think to the same degree, we were pretty much all born with psychic ability.
You might wonder then, why aren't we all psychics?
Consider the way our parents treated the following possibilities:
- of our walking - adoring praise and encouragement at any movement in that direction whatsoever
- the possibility of us talking - again consistent, loving praise and encouragement at any sound we made
- and now consider how they treated our imagination, the doorway to psychic ability. Wish I had a dollar for every time a mother has said, "Oh honey, stop that now, you're just imagining things."
Every law that applies to other abilities
applies to psychic ability...
as in "use it or lose it."
If you never let someone stand up, they can't learn to walk. If you never let them speak, they can't learn to talk. If you shut down a kid's imagination regularly, then it's pretty likely to diminish their natural psychic growth.
I suppose my mother was like most, so my psychic ability would be a lot less than it could be except for bicycles. I loved my bike as much as any kid could. I couldn't ride it enough. In fact, every night when I went to bed I'd lie down on my side, with one leg hiked up just a little higher than the other and imagine I was riding on a giant track surrounded by flowers, trees, all kinds of birds and animals in full technicolor with surround sound to put myself to sleep with. I usually imagined I was riding at a medium speed, just enough to feel the breeze lifting my hair. Sweeet. :)
Every night I was exercising my imagination. And I'm convinced one way or another, every good psychic was blessed with a fair amount of psychic exercise. Either they were praised and encouraged when they used their imagination, or something. Maybe they used it to put themselves to sleep like I did.
But a young teen mother doesn't have much time to ride her bike. Add a few rude remarks from guys driving by and I parked the bike for good. I quit when I was 15 years old in 1968.
Fast forward. November the 9th, 2007: Jerry and I rented a couple of beach cruiser, single-speed bikes and took a 6.5 mile bike ride on the Dogwood Canyon bike trail. It's been thirty years since I was on a bicycle and I'd forgotten how much I loved riding. After three days of researching beautiful beach cruisers online, I went to walmart and got myself an inexpensive and sturdy bike, then went back to Dogwood Canyon and bought a season pass.
That went well enough for a while. But it was a 15 mile gas guzzling, carbon emitting, drive just to get to the bike trail. I left my beautiful home on the lake and moved to a great paved, quiet, 3 mile loop in a river valley. It is is eerily almost identical to the one I rode when I was a kid putting myself to sleep.
The loop is flat enough, but the wind is too strong for a single speed... so for my birthday, my daughter Christie, got me this seven speed.
More than anything, riding seems to "blow the soot out," of my lungs and my brain. I breathe better, think sharper, read more clearly.
I'm guessing some of you don't know me, you don't know I believe habit kicks willpower's ass seven days a week. You don't know I've taken off 136 pounds so far strictly with healthy eating and exercise. You don't know I do all kinds of different things to enjoy burning calories. But you can rest assured, nothing I ever do will ever replace my love of bikes. Here are some pictures I've taken while out riding. You'd think I'd take more, but when the wheels are turning I kinda hate to put on the brakes. :) I live for the flow. That's one of the reasons I hate for our readings to be interrupted. In everything I do, I live for the flow.
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o.k. so, update her previous reading about 10 days ago.
She said, "an intelligent man who is attracted to you
sexually will contact you after one week". I had an idea
who they will be but I wasn't sure which one & how it will
be possible that they will contact me..for what? Well it
was not after one week, but it was like 9 days after
reading. Yes, I got a contact from one of them:) I like
him. He is a nice person & fun. But I wasn't sitting &
waiting for a contact. I even didn't believe what she
said:P Sorry, Lollie!! But again, Lollie was right on.
Thanks again! xoxo |
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She is fantastic! She picked up on my current situation
with out me having to fill in the details. Thank you
Lollie! |
| Pam61733 |
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Lollie, what can I say? You are so professional, QUICK and
above all...accurate! Thank you!!! |
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I've been riding today and I'm sharp as a tack.
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