So recently I moved, and in the process, a ~20lb box of my breakable stuff started sliding off an angled tote. I turned around and yelled “no!”, and then proceeded to simply force push it back up at an angle and then level it off, as if there was a force field between my hand and the box. I did so intentionally, but intuitively, and have not been able to consciously replicate the feat with an object that size.
My former roommate was helping me move, and I asked her, “did you see that?” “Yep!” “I just put that box up there telekinetically, didn’t I?” “Yeah…” “OK, let’s get the rest of these effing boxes.”
These type of events don’t even seem abnormal. Neither of us remembered that it had happened for days or weeks. And then I was confronting another former roommate and casually mentioned it, and she just casually mentioned that yeah, it totally happened.
These types of events are so commonplace in my life that I don’t even stop to think about them when they happen.
And today (though it is after midnight, astrologically it does not matter), is my birthday, the day of the harvest moon before the eclipse. From now on, I shall be incarnated, and bend reality to my will. “And Nathan walked with God, and he was not, for God took him.”