A paragraph I edited out of my last post turned out to be a psychic vision! It was a point I'd made about tuning into patterns, an essential aptitude for tapping into psychic consciousness.

The paragraph ran:

"If you were to notice red, orange and yellow mushrooms, you might then wonder if mushrooms also came in green, blue and purple. The very pattern of red, orange and yellow suggests the presence of a broader spectrum of colors. By wondering if mushrooms came in green, blue and purple, you would open the way for those mushrooms to appear in your waking reality."

At the time I thought the idea worthy of further exploration so I saved the text.

Some days later a friend and I spent some time hiking in New York’s Catskill Mountains. We’d no sooner started our journey to Giant Ledge, that I encountered this little gem to the left:

"Derek, I have to share this touch of heaven with you. I have a clump of steel wool I use to clean tarnished medals. After using the steel wool one day, I placed it on the corner of my desk in case I had to use it again.

As part of my psychic development practice, I play a game with the Universe: I ask a symbol -unique enough to be considered special- to show itself three times.
 
The symbols I follow may be simple, but they always lead to eloquent and surprising messages.
 
My first pang of attraction to 'the frilly, capital letter A' came while I was working at a friend's house in Hawai'i. At a nearby cafe, I'd picked up an entertainment magazine called 'Abstract'. It had a glossy green cover embossed with a giant, ornately scripted A. For some reason, I was drawn to it. I wondered if it would make a good symbol for my game.

Students who took my psychic class on March 11th in New York City learned they were psychic. Some experienced symbolic visions that called to be interpreted. Others had remarkably literal impressions.

I gave the participants an exercise designed to help them forget their thinking minds. For a while, they daydreamed in imaginative spaces where their inner psychics could express themselves. Then they drew some abstract pictures. One student drew this:

The Universe communicates with you through the intuitive dimensions of Coincidences, Dreams, and Déjà vu. And by ‘Dreams’, I not only mean the dreams you have at night, but daydreams, hunches; anything imagined.

Isn’t the symbolic language that plays out in our imaginations worth interpreting? Might that content be designed to help us see opportunities, navigate relationships, accept circumstances, and achieve our goals, etc.?

This 15-minute audio contemplation features:

• A Key to Psychic Insight: Imaginative Association
  
• Tips to Help You Remember and Interpret your Dreams  
  
• A Story of How the Psychic Mind Works

Around Thanksgiving, I wondered about a psychic story I could share for my New Year’s blog. I was looking for something that might illuminate the benefits of what might be called Conscientious Psychic Dreaming. I hadn’t been particularly attentive to my dreams at the time, so I had little of note to draw from.

I thought, "A prophetic dream will come, and when it does, I’ll follow where it leads me.” This is all you need to do; call out for the dream, and have the intent to catch it.

A few days later, on my first night of a month-long trip to Taipei, the dream I called for came.

Hugging The White Pine

I've always been a white-knuckle flyer, my palms sweating on takeoff. But as United Flight 122 taxied down the tarmac on its way out of Honolulu, I fell asleep.

A tickling on my wrist awakened me. It was a flight attendant fluttering a cocktail napkin over my hand. She asked, "Water?" 

"Please," I said. When are we going to take off?

A guy across the aisle munched on pretzels. The lady next to me sipped some wine. Wait, these people have refreshments? It took a moment, but I finally put the pieces of the puzzle together. I slept through takeoff!

The only explanation I had for my newfound ease with flying was that two days earlier, I'd summoned up the courage to go skydiving. Suddenly commercial flying was easy.