Core-Experiences

Tingling Energy

Paul:

“Something I noticed whenever I sat down and relaxed, was that this strange ‘tingling’ feeling would creep over me; especially in my left leg. And then my arms would feel numb, and this numbness would then creep around my neck. It would happen if I just sat still.

  "I obviously made the connection with what had happened to me earlier. My thoughts were “Something has happened to me and there’s no turning back . . . I’m always going to have this.” Those were my feelings. It was strange . . . as if my body had opened the doors on something . . . something that I never knew it could do.

  "Sometimes a strong wave of energy would go up my back, up my neck and sweep over my head. And often just before drifting into sleep I would feel a wave of energy sweep through my body from head to toe.

  "This wave is similar to the experience on June 7, but not as pronounced. On one occasion this energy was accompanied by blue sparks seen subjectively through closed eyes! This disturbed me. Sometimes it seemed as if my hair was standing up on end.

  "Sometimes the energy would then fan out over my shoulders . . . very strange sensations. It’s a weird feeling; it’s as if someone had just picked up a TV set just after switching it off and began to move it up and down your body . . . you know, the static from the screen. However, people would assume that I mean you feel it on your skin . . . No! . . . You feel it under the skin!

  "This energy comes in a wave. I sometimes have to hold my breath to hang on to the sensation. And it always happens on the exhalation. The wave comes when I empty my lungs of air and relax.

  "Anyway I noticed whenever I relaxed, I would feel this tingling in my left arm and hand . . . I didn’t know why it was just my left arm and hand, but as I relaxed I could feel it tingling. The more I thought about the sensation, the more it came on, until it was like a strong current. It was powerful enough to recognise as a current, but no way as powerful as my first experience. This was only a residue of that energy. I found that I could bring this current of energy on at will, just by thinking about it. And I could feel it leaving my hand as if it was shooting out of my fingertips.

  "One day my wife Yvonne suffered an electric shock from my fingers. It was like a spark had shot out from my hand and connected with her own fingers.

  "The fact that I could bring it on at will, made me think that it may have been connected with healing energy. I then searched for all the books on healing I could find, trying to find some pattern that correlated with what had happened to me.

  "It was so frustrating reading all those books on healing, because they never explain. All they ever say is ‘yeah . . . tingling sensation.’ That’s all you ever read, never any detail on how it comes about, so I was left to my own devices. I mean . . . I knew this energy was coming out of my hands, but I didn’t know if I was deluding myself about this being the same energy or not.

  "Well, I have since found out that it is the same energy but not the right amount of energy that the healers use. I am now of the opinion that the energy the healers use is the real Kundalini force known as Prana . . . the energy that I experienced on June 7 and on subsequent times at night when it wakes me up. This is the pure energy that the healers use . . . well I know that it’s the energy that psychic Geoff Boltwood uses [Geoff Boltwood comes up later,see here:

  "I have to assume that it is this powerful energy that can cure people. It could probably cure them instantly because that energy is so powerful. What I get going through my arm and hand during the day is just the residue.

  "Because I can’t control the main power – I mean it chooses its own time to come on – usually waking me up out of sleep – then there’s no way I can bring this powerful energy on at will . . . as yet anyway. I can bring on the residue, but not the full-blown thing – which I must emphasise, is present all over the body and seems to be radiating from the spine. Anyway, the residue I have in my hand is enough to tell me that if I want to cultivate it, I could probably get to the point where I could maybe use it for healing. But as I have said, because it is so spontaneous, it chooses its own time to take over. And work buggers up everything, because when I’m at work my mind is concentrating on everyday trivialities. When I get home, all I want to do is rest. I just have no time. Everyday I am tense. I can’t even relax at night because I know I’ve got to get up really early. Work has buggered everything up as far as my cultivating this energy goes . . . I know that now.”

Gary:

The tingling energy is not an uncommon feature of these kinds of experiences. There are many references to it in paranormal literature.

Paul had gone back to full time work at the end of 1991. Often, what would happen to Paul would later happen to me – but in a minor way. I would often feel a strange tingling in my left hand and fingers.

  Even now, if I put my hands together, with the fingers almost touching, I can feel energy between them as if my fingers were actually touching – even though they are about ten millimetres apart. I would later get a stronger sensation with a magnet – at first, I used one of those magnets that people stick on their fridge doors.

  Paul would often demonstrate this energy with other people by holding his fingertips close to theirs. It was interesting to see their reaction to the sensations they obviously felt. Many times, they would be amazed with this demonstration which gave them physical proof of something which they couldn’t explain.

  I remember an amusing incident associated with this display of energy:

  Our band at the time was playing at a pub in Bermondsey, South London. While having a break in-between the two sets, I met Paul in the toilet. While we were both seeing to nature’s call, we began talking about this energy which Paul said had been intense all that evening, and that he was afraid that it was going to interfere with the electronic circuitry of the keyboard he was playing – which was a possibility and did happen on a few later occasions!

  Well before we walked out of the toilet, Paul began to demonstrate this strong energy to me like he always did, by holding the fingertips of his left hand next to mine. Our fingertips were about one centimetre apart. After a short while, I could feel this warm tingling energy that went right up my arm . . . my hand actually became hot. Now while we were in the middle of this, some guy who worked behind the bar suddenly walked in, and so we both withdrew our hands quickly. This must have seemed suspicious to him as he said, ‘No! . . I’m not having any of that here’ – implying that we were either exchanging drugs and money, or that we were engaging in some intimate homosexual behaviour which he didn’t quite understand.

  We both had a difficult time in trying to explain what we were actually doing. I don’t think he believed us, and looked rather puzzled at the whole thing. Paul and I just laughed at the whole situation although it was embarrassing at the time.

  Now we come to one of my first OBE experiences:

Out of the Body Experiences 1

Gary: 

It was around this time, August 1991, that I had the first of a series of Out the Body experiences. (OBE.) I was dreaming at first that I was flying around a hall. It was very similar to a hall our band had already played in at Windsor Park. I suddenly became consciously aware that I was flying. And then I remembered some quotes from the books I had read: that when you have dreams where you’re flying, you are really having an OBE.

  From the depths of the dream I became more and more conscious of what I was doing and I was really flying around this hall! I swooped down so low that my face was hovering above the floor. This didn't seem to be a conscious action or desire it was as if I was just going wherever I was being led. I could see the grain in the wooden tiles of the floor. The close-up detail was such that it couldn’t be anything but real . . . as if my imagination could never give me such a real and detailed vision.

  It wasn’t long before I became aware of the feeling that I shouldn’t be consciously seeing this. I seemed to have ‘blacked-out’ at this point. I then felt the whole of my body vibrating, and I knew that I was also lying on my back at home in bed. This thought excited me because I knew another part of me had been ‘conscious’ somewhere else . . . but there was another me hovering in the same position above my physical body! I couldn’t see anything. I know that my physical eyes were closed as ‘me’ in the body above, was vibrating. I had difficulty realising what body I was conscious in.

  The vibration wasn’t fine anymore . . . it was slower and ‘wobblier’ as I seemed to synchronise with my heavier body on the bed. I thought that if someone could see me, I would look hazy around the edges – like a heat haze of energy . . . the vibrations distorting the outline of the body. This is the impression I got.

  The sound was of a very low vibration in my head – as if you could feel the sound as vibrations – like when a heavy lorry goes past the house. I then opened my eyes and lay there excited at the thought that I had actually experienced this.

  Nikki - my partner at that time - was lying next to me asleep. I thought, “Surely she must have felt the vibration?” I later told her about it, but she wasn't really that interested.

  One Sunday in August 1991, I had a compulsion to visit Camden-lock market to see what old books I might find. Nikki went with me, and at the end of it, we came back with a carrier bag full of old second-hand books about the paranaormal - many about UFOs. Many of them were more than twenty years old.

  My brother was visiting our parents that day with his wife Yvonne and their children. He was amused when Nikki and I came in carrying all these books. He said something like “what did you buy all them for . . . are you mad?” He laughed and Nikki agreed with him, complaining that I dragged her round all these old bookshops. It didn't stop him from looking at them though, and he asked if he could borrow a few.

  Since then, I have wondered why I actually went to Camden Lock and purchased all those books, it was as if some answers as to what was happening would be found in them. Paul always thought that this was strange because this was before Paul had ever seriously considered UFOs as having anything to do with these experiences.

  In any case, after a while, Paul became so curious as to what was happening to him, that his curiosity became an obsession. He then began to search for answers by reading all the books he could get about the paranormal and physics. Many times when Paul was visiting, he would borrow a pile of books from my bedroom. Whenever Paul came over all he wanted to do was talk about his experiences and how they might be connected in some way with the experiences of others that he had read about.

  He also came up with some interesting new angles on these subjects that I had never thought about before. It was from this point that I began to have some insights into these things myself. Before this time, I just read the usual anecdotes without probing any further for a meaning to them. All these things seemed to be so fragmented and disjointed that it would have meant my looking at life in a different way to make any sense of them. I didn’t know that this different perception of things was something that was going to change my view of life, and that it was just on the horizon . . .

Crystals, Compasses and Pendulums

Paul:

“My mother used to buy crystals from . . . I think it’s called ‘Charlie’s Rock Shop’ at Merton Abbey Mills. (A craft market.) She would often leave these crystals lying around her house.

  "I later noticed that whenever I picked up a crystal . . . and if I let my hand relax, I would feel a ‘buzzing,’ It’s hard to describe but it was as if the crystal had it’s own little motor running inside causing it to vibrate finely. The crystal would buzz against my fingertips as I held it with my other hand. Some crystals gave off more buzzing then others.

  "I haven’t picked up a crystal for ages now, but I remember that over a few nights I began to experiment with a compass.

  "I tried to make the compass needle move by using this residue of energy in my hand. It wouldn’t work until I thought of holding a crystal to try and amplify it. It was a fluke really, I didn’t think it would work . . . but it did work, and it seemed to work better when I squeezed the crystal really hard, as if I was squeezing energy out of it. And then all of a sudden the compass needle would jump slightly . . . very slightly it would deviate, but quickly.

  "As I watched it, it would fall back to its usual position. It was successful and this pleased me no end, but I really had to squeeze the crystal until the sharp sides of the crystal were hurting my fingers and I nearly passed out with concentration – entering what seemed like another state of consciousness. I don’t think I really knew what I was doing at the time.

  "I remember one night trying this without the crystal. Yvonne was there watching me and it moved! I then began to display this little trick of mine to family and friends. But after a while it suddenly stopped and I haven’t been able to do it since. This pissed me off because it’s failing to work showed me up on a few occasions. My belief is that it was my having to go back to full-time work that stopped it.”

Gary:

I remember the times when Paul moved the compass needle; in fact, many of us witnessed it. We would each take it in turns to watch him. I remember the strain in his hand and his face, as he released the energy from his hand. He would clench his fist above the compass and then go rigid for a split second as if he was trying to strain the last of the juice from a lemon. This made us laugh, but the needle did jump . . . Paul was as surprised and as excited as we were.”

Paul:

“Later I began playing with a pendulum, and found to my amazement that I could actually deflect the pendulum in the course of its swing. I would hold the string with one hand and let it swing from side to side, and while it was swinging, I would draw my other hand closer to the pendulum. This would occasionally make the pendulum jerk out of swing. It was as if I was exerting some influence over the swing of the pendulum.”

Gary:

Paul giving me a demonstration of this while we were both at work. During our lunch break, he would take this small blue pebble stone pendulum from his pocket and start to play around with it. He showed me how he could deflect its swing. It was strange to see the stone suddenly move to another position, as if to avoid his fingers – which he pointed at it.”

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