My son, the invisible Nick.
Last weekend I took my son, Nick, who is 14, to the Matrix Energetics seminar in Toronto. He’s been playing with energy for years now, ever since a friend taught him how to make ‘energy balls’ to throw at people. He’s pretty good at feeling energy with his hands, for example, recently felt exactly where I had a headache without being told. He was also able to relieve the headache in moments… another story :-)
During the seminar, Nick was quite taken with explanations regarding the physics underlying ’impossibilities’ such as becoming invisible. During one of the breaks, we were in the hotel snack shop and I noticed Nick standing by the motion detector at the door. (A light beam breaks when someone walks through it and causes a beep to alert the clerk that someone has entered or left the store.)
I could see he was concentrating hard on something as he stood there. Next I watched him step through the light beam. The detector didn’t go off. Other people, including myself, walked through and each time, as expected, the detector sounded. But when Nick walked through, three of four times in a row, it didn’t beep. Sure enough, when I asked him about it, he said that he’d been working on being invisible and was using the motion detector as a means to determine if he was being successful.
(You gotta love it AND hate it when your kids get this stuff before you do…)
After we got home, Nick discovered a baby bird drowning in our pool. After scooping it out of the water and laying it on the grass, his first response was to reach out his hands and work energetically with the bird.
Here’s a photo of Nick working on the bird (far right) after he was joined by his little sister and a playmate. It lay there struggling to breathe for about an hour then eventually regained its strength and flew away.
Did their efforts to help that bird recover actually help? I can’t say for sure, but I do know that the connection they felt to that bird and the power they felt in having something to offer it in its suffering was magical to observe.
