Developing Human Abilities – going beyond the ordinary ones

At this time last year we were in England, and namely in Bristol. Quite often, we spent some time on the hill from which one can see a beautiful view of the city.

It happened so that a couple of days before, while we were in the country near London, I had been presented a boomerang brought from Australia itself. And here, on Bristol hill which seemed to have seen much during the period of its existence, we decided to fly the boomerang. So, we came out on a wide clearing which was surrounded by bushes (we learn only later what bushes were those). We tried to fly it as it was shown in the manual (there were pics!)… Nothing came out of it. Then my husband as a former hang-glider applied another method. The boomerang returned to him with the accuracy of 97 per cent! As for me, I am not acquainted with the theory of planes. So, much practicing was waiting for me (my boomerang returned only by 1/250). That is why I preferred to lie on the grass reading a book.

Suddenly my husband flew the boomerang not to the right place, if to put it mildly. It landed right in the raspberry-dog-rose bushes (yes, it can be called so as it was worse than raspberry bushes and dog-roses taken separately). And none of us noticed where exactly it had fallen down. It was our first experience of beating our way through the bushes with big thorns. But in some three minutes we found the boomerang.

My husband continued practicing. And suddenly, quite unexpectedly for both of us, the boomerang maneuvered somewhere behind some bushes (which were quite friendly at first sight). When we approached the place it turned out that there was a slope behind the bushes covered with raspberry-dog-rose bushes already known to us.

We started searching not knowing the exact place where the boomerang could have landed. Not a very encouraging idea, frankly speaking. In short, the thorns cling to the jeans, go through them and stay under them scratching the leg.

There was a thought in my mind that we simply couldn’t NOT find it (as we are Sahaja Yogis; as I hadn’t learnt to fly the boomerang yet – I still needed practice; as it was a present). I sat down (right there, near the bushes) and started meditating. The vibrations were strong (but the situation seemed hopeless after the 15-minute search). With my inner sight I was scanning the landscape where, theoretically, the boomerang could lie. When I wam looking at the central part of the bushes, the vibrations were obviously stronger. My husband also meditated, 5 meters away from me, to the left.

I started searching for the boomerang with a new wave of enthusiasm. Once again it occured to me: we are yogis, then we must find it 🙂 . In the central part there was nothing. At that time my husband was looking for it somewhere else.

Physical pain starts to distract my attention. I am struggling with it. Trying to keep attention. In one more potential place, there is nothing, either. And at that point I am losing my balance – the scratches remind about themselves – and I start getting upset.

At that very moment my husband found the boomerang. He was also “observing” the territory while meditating. And his look fell on the same area which was attracting me but he widened the examined territory and “looked” at 2-3 meters farther than I. And then he scanned the same place with his inner sight again – from another place this time. The same area turned out to be vibrational. Then we made a joke that I also should have moved to some other place to meditate there and thus, at the crossing, I would have seen the same tree.

But frankly speaking, it was impossible to find the boomerang in such bushes. But aren’t we yogis? 🙂