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Chapter Two Reading In Search of the Miraculous “jump-started” my thinking processes, which had lain fallow during the years when my first three children were small. Without really planning it, during this period of forced physical inactivity, I was establishing a regimen of deep and intense thinking, alternating with the deep contemplation and stopping of the chatter of meaningless thought that was achieved during meditation. My meditations seemed to progress quite rapidly. I later read that achieving just a few minutes of deep contemplation was difficult and often took years of practice, but it seemed that I rapidly achieved that point, and soon was able to enter a rather “timeless” state for what proved to be somewhat extended periods of time. After my regular meditation exercises, I would sit up in bed, surrounded by piles of books and notebooks, reading and writing notes on what I read. As I did so, I would often stop and think about questions that occurred to me as | read. The instant these questions were framed in my mind, thoughts would simply pour into my head so fast that I was mentally leaping and jumping just to follow them. These thoughts always and only came in response to questions that I would pose mentally about whatever I was considering at the moment in my studies. The urge to write these thoughts down was so overwhelming that I spent literally hours a day, filling page after page in longhand. I still have boxes full of these notebooks. It didn’t occur to me that I might be doing something called “channeling” at the time. In fact, such an idea would have horrified me. I was just “asking interesting questions” in an open way, with no attempt to impose any pre- conceived answers. What entered my mind in response to these But, there was something curious about this particular “thinking”. If I didn’t write the thoughts down, they would stay there, backing up like dammed-up water. As soon as I started to write again, it was as if there had been no break in the flow of thoughts whatsoever. They picked up At some point, I decided that I must find out if these ideas that were coming to me had any basis in fact whatsoever. Just because a thought “came to me”, didn’t mean I intended to accept it as a valid answer to my question. I most definitely needed more data! So the answers that “came to me” actually served to point me in the direction of certain conceived answers. questions just seemed like “thinking”. right where they left off.