Every so often, my psychically gifted young friend William sends me another article he has written. Recently, there has been one about the possible effects of electromagnetic radiation from phones, wi-fi etc. on subtle energies, such as telepathy and psychic skills. In a second, he was trying to unravel the optimum conditions for successful remote viewing. At some point, when I have enough, I’ll put his new articles together in Volume 2 of The Words of William. (Volume 1 is still available in Kindle or paperback here.)
I can only think that the Universe had conspired to give us the answer to both of these lines of enquiry, using something along the lines of the law of attraction.
Last Sunday I was sitting, in the early spring sunshine, in a little courtyard within the Chalice Well Gardens, just along the road from my house. We’d viewed in the grounds before, but never in this part of the gardens. Will has never been there. He was aware of the name of the place I’d be in, but nothing more. He was, as always, in his home in London. We’d arranged that at 2pm I would be in position and he would ‘tune in’ and try to pick up details of the place. Fifteen minutes later, I would take a few photos and head home. Meanwhile, he would be texting me whatever he had been able to view.
When I returned to the cottage, his words and a drawing were waiting for me. Once they were received, I sent him the photos and some feedback. Even by the standards of our most successful viewings, this one was remarkable.
He described features in great detail: A round central concrete structure with patterns carved around the sides, containing plants and probably water. A green gateway or arch. A large slab of concrete where he felt I was sitting. Two raised containers or flower pots full of plants. Many overhanging branches. The ground was tiled. His sketch of the site showed all these items in relation to each other. It was drawn from exactly the spot I’d been sitting in.
My photos showed the round well, surrounded by carved spirals and containing ferns and tiny damp-loving plants. Water from the red spring trickled gently into it from an underground source.
The green metal archway and gate leading into this part of the garden was clearly visible from where I was sitting. In this photo, too, the raised beds (his ‘concrete containers of plants’) and stone tiled ground can also be seen, along with the overhanging trees.
Set into the wall right beside my bench there was a large stone slab, drilled with holes for tea lights. It’s an unusual feature, sticking out into the courtyard like a table. Will’s ‘concrete slab’ was in exactly the correct position.
So why, I asked, had this worked so well? He thought it could be because he’s known the name of the location and – even though he hadn’t ever seen the place – that helped him to home in.
Later in the week, though, I had another thought. Usually we text when we’re ready, keep our phones handy and he texts as soon as he has all the information he can get. The Chalice Well Garden is a phone-free zone, so we’d pre-arranged the time and there had been no messaging while I was at the site. I wondered if that might have allowed us to focus better.
William had a further thought. Perhaps, he said, the signals from our phones interfered with the subtle information passing between us. Maybe the range of electrical devices in my home, for example, had been responsible for some of the fuzzy, less convincing viewings of objects done indoors over the winter months.
It was an intriguing thought. I asked Koimul, my spirit guide, for some clarification.
I was told that everything – ourselves included – has its own electromagnetic energy field. These are very subtle. Man-made devices, though, give off a far stronger – coarser – energy. Koimul asked me to think of the difficulty we have trying to view the night skies with light pollution from street lamps. The delicate twinkling of far off stars is concealed from us. Once we are free of artificial light sources, though, the true radiance of the night sky can be seen. The same is true, apparently, in our viewings. We are attempting to focus on the subtlest of energies, and a blast of EM radiation from a mobile phone can easily mask almost all the signals.
It’s an intriguing thought. Perhaps it goes some way to explaining how our ancestors were able to tune in so much better to the subtle energies of Nature. I wonder if everything we make – not just the electronic devices, but man-made fabrics, buildings or vehicles – is to some extent masking our true ability to link to our planet, and even to one another.