In the beginning I avoided the extraordinary experiences because of a respected teacher had said:
“Many psychic-type experiences will happen as you do ‘The Work’. Pay no attention to this and continue to do your inner work.”
spoken by Pierre Elliot Headmaster
of the Fifth Basic Course at Claymont School for Continuous Education
in August of 1981.
In 1981 I had started a house cleaning business incorporating my inner work or ‘The Work’ as within the tasks of cleaning in Connecticut. Then I transferred the business to Stockton, California in 1982 and then to Sonoma, California in 1983.
On July 3rd of 1984 I was cleaning a summer residence. J’s household was around in the early afternoon and then would leave with the children and Grandpa to Costco in Santa Rosa. They left me alone to clean the house. The weather was odd on that summer day in Northern California, overcast, hot and humid.
I was finishing up in the back utility room by putting away supplies when I heard a commotion on the deck between the house and the garage. It was a dust devil or whirlwind. It had picked up the plastic chairs and tables about 12 to 15 feet in the air whirling around. I peered out of the window watching it when it suddenly stopped and all the furniture clattered back to the deck. I straightened it. I was tired and dirty from cleaning and I had wanted to go home when I heard an odd sound originating at their built-in swimming pool.
The pool skimmer was caught up on the wave gutter of the pool. Wave gutters are normally for Olympic sized pools and one does not see them in backyard swimming pools very often. This pool skimmer was sputtering, a garden hose attached to its under belly.
I stood there examining the situation and finally said aloud to no one:
“I don’t feel like bending over and lifting it off.”
I felt an impression of a voice in my head say:
“You don’t have to do it that way.”
“Oh yeah,” I said feeling like an idiot for talking to myself, “What other way is there?”
No answer. A feeling or a sense swept over me.
I bent my knees slightly. I clenched my fists and bent my right elbow so that my right fist was near to my right shoulder. My left fist and left arm were extended by my left side. Using tension in both arms I reversed the positions and the skimmer moved off the lip of the wave gutter out towards the center of the pool.
“Nah,” I said aloud. The impression of the voice said: “Well, bring it back.”
I reversed my arms and it came back onto the wave gutter.
I freaked out. I ran to my car and ripped out of there thinking I was crazy.
In the summer of 1984 I experienced many odd things. I saw auras around people at times. While running, my spirit soared into the sky. I saw how light connected our hearts together and how that connected to the light of trees and plants and connected everyone with every being.