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10 Minute Awakening

by Jerome Princy (2019-12-12)

The following is an excerpt 10 Minute Awakening Review from my memoir (not a memoir of my life--I am not that vain--but a memoir of my reconnecting and awakening process.) "... Another interesting occurrence: while walking back to our car after dropping Angelika off at school, Julianne and I were startled by a walnut that landed near us from clear out of the sky. I stood for a moment and looked around. An old lone almond tree stood by the road, but there weren't any walnut trees in sight. J., who happened to be strolling about a hundred feet behind, caught up to us and explained that a blackbird had dropped that nut. "Blackbirds fly up high and drop nuts onto hard surfaces so that the nuts crack. They know exactly how high they need to fly and they know to drop it onto the pavement. They've learned to do that," he explained. "But how do they know?" he asked, looking straight at me. "They just know," I replied. "It only takes one of them to learn a new behavior. The others follow, and soon thereafter, they've all learned it. Just like the 100th monkey theory. That's how evolution works," he went on. "It just takes that first one--the one that will begin. Everything depends on that first one." At this point the investigator part of my brain kicked in because something he said caught my attention. "Do you really think it's important which one of them is the first? Does it really matter, which one?" I asked. "Yes, he said, looking straight at me, "It's very important." We reached my car by that time, exchanged "have a good day," and then off he went to his. And after he was gone I thought to myself--what exactly did you mean with those words, using those words? Where did you get them from? Why did you tell me those things? I was agitated because I knew he had given me a message, just like the characters in the spiritual adventure novel The Celestine Prophecy--the book we had discussed several months earlier--kept on doing. They were always giving each other secret messages and having intense discussions about it as well. Well, I knew what the message was, just not the why or the how of it. But I never asked J. any of those questions; I don't know why. Maybe it's because he might not have known the answers, might not have had a clue. He might have even denied giving me any secret messages. I also thought it might be a good idea, at least for the time being, to keep my investigative activities a secret." (End of excerpt from my memoir.)