As I explained in the previous post, I had become the owner of three very lovely Andara crystals, along with a forth, which appeared to be destined for my young friend Will, who lives across the country from me.
Before sending his crystal to him, some strange impulse made me hold it for a few moments in my hand with each of my own crystals in turn. I suspect this was because I’d just been reading a book which spoke about quantum entanglement, and I ‘knew’ at some level, that my crystals and his needed to become acquainted with each other. I noticed in passing that the convex face on his stone fitted rather neatly against concave faces on each of my own. Hmm.
Over the week or so after I’d sent Will his crystal, a rather wonderful idea began to grow in my mind. As a child and adolescent (I’ve known him since he was six) Will frequently amazed me with his psychic abilities, although in recent years these have stayed firmly buried – from me, at any rate. More ‘knowing’ was coming to me. I asked him whether he’d be interested in trying a small experiment.
You need to know – before I go on – that Andara crystals, apart from being glass-like, have almost no other common features. They are found in all colours you can imagine, and some you’d probably have to hunt for words to describe. They range from clear to opaque, Some resemble sea foam, some have milky inclusions, others are more quartz-like. (If you’d like to admire their beauty, I suggest checking this gallery.) I’d told Will nothing about mine except that I had three.
The experiment ran as follows:
At a pre-arranged time, I would, on a signal from him, focus all my attention on one of my Andaras. Holding his own crystal, he would attempt to pick up any information he could about it telepathically. When he had enough he would text me the information he’d discovered and I would give him feedback and send a photo. It was the first time either of us had attempted remote viewing.
I sat and stared and concentrated. It’s very easy to lose oneself in these beautiful stones but I tried to ‘beam’ my awareness to him.
After 8 or 9 minutes my phone warbled at me. There was a text from Will.
pink purple rigid sides
Um, yes, actually!
I took this photo and sent it to him, explaining that the crystal wasn’t as blue as this image made it appear and the purple he’d seen was more accurate. I asked whether this was how he’d pictured it. He said it was – and that he’d also seen the wooden background behind it.
That was the weirdest feeling – knowing that some part of his conscious awareness had defied space, travelled over 150 miles instantaneously and entered my living room to see what I was seeing.
We decided to have another go the following week. I was nervous. What if the first viewing had been a lucky guess? At the last minute, to try to rule out telepathically sending any advance information, I selected my black iridium ‘philosopher’s stone’ Andara.
We proceeded as we had the week before.
There was a short waiting time and then his first message arrived:
black and smaller than last time
I told him it was indeed black but slightly larger than the pink crystal. Then I asked if he could provide any other information.
Maybe cylindrical rectangular shape
I looked at the crystal as it lay on the table and that was just how it appeared – a rough cylinder shape with the upper face looking rectangular. I took this photo of it and sent it over, asking whether this was what he’d seen. Bear in mind as you read his reply that during the initial viewing I’d been holding it in my hand and turning it around slightly, looking at the different facets, but when I’d asked for any further information, I had placed it on the table in the position you see.
Admittedly not at first, when I said it was smaller, but it’s pretty much an exact image of what I thought when you asked about any other impressions. I saw that flat diagonal face on the left as well.
By now I was totally convinced that he was actually viewing my crystals remotely. Will simply doesn’t make things up or exaggerate. In fact he always plays down his successes and is highly self-critical. The odds against getting the colour and even aspects of the shape right on both occasions by chance must be ridiculously high.
There was for me the added bonus that Will and I had discovered a new interest in common and were able to have long discussions about the stones. He seemed pleased to discover that I also saw landscapes and images in the crystals, telling me that he saw scenes with mountains and water. I told him of a strange carved gateway I’d noticed in my black Andara. Our text conversations bounced back and forth for most of the afternoon.
Naturally, we were both expecting to work on my final Andara the next opportunity we got, but Life (and my granddaughter) had other plans. What happened instead amazed me even more.
To be continued…