My Dowsing Experiment


| 5/26/2017 4:44:00 PM


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The two wires I held loosely in my hands quivered. As I walked slowly forward, they began to sway back and forth. In a flash they crossed and stayed crossed. I stopped and backed up a few steps. They uncrossed. A few steps forward and again they crossed. A palpable sense of energy was there, but was it?

I had to get to the bottom of it if I could.

Here's how it started: Our new friends Frank and Sharon came over for dinner. It was a lovely night, mild and clear. We had lemonade, grilled rib eye, baked potatoes, and green salad. To finish, we had homemade apple pie that I made from scratch and vanilla ice cream that I didn't. It was one of those wonderful traditional American meals and it was good. After dinner and before the pie, we sat out back under the covered patio and talked. Marty and Frank are horsemen and go nonstop talking about horses and the "good ol' days."  Sharon and I, well, we just like to talk. After a bit, I brought out my cork "magic" trick, which nobody ever understands even when I show them. I admit, it's pretty hard to understand. You have to be good spatially. How did the corks get from in between my thumb and forefingers into my opposite thumb and middle finger? You have to be there to see it.

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Then Frank said to Marty, "Do you have some wire?" Marty said yes. We all trooped out to the barn and got a couple lengths of baling wire about 16 inches long each. Frank bent each one into an "L" shape.