Thank you very much for your ongoing support. It really is a wonderful part of excellent customer service and genuine caring about making a change in the world. I am so grateful that you have found a way to bring Quantum Jumping within reach of regular people. About five years ago, I first heard about Quantum Jumping and was wildly excited, I'll tell you why in just a moment, however it was priced too far out of reach for me at the time. When Mindvalley brought it back and it was like a gift I had waited for five years! Thanks, Vishen, for your vision and persistence to change how we consider possibilities.
Burt, this is not the first time I've encountered Quantum Jumping. My father did it and tried as best he could to explain it, however he didn't have the terminology and in the last half of the 1900s, most people thought anything remotely involved in what science hadn't proven was crazy.
That's the way most people looked at my dad. "Oh, that’s crazy, John!" My dad was way ahead of his time and blessedly was born with the mental flexibility to try out his notion of many universes. That's how he tried to explain it to me, "What if there were millions of universes?" "What if we were like ants to people in another universe?" He was trying to open my mind, but he was a bit selfish with his ability, because it enabled him to have a way to access whomever knew what he wanted to know. He didn't think it was him, exactly, he thought of it more like channeling the experts.
My father studied kung fu for decades and meshed his qi gong to get to the "door" he said he went through (that's why when you said "through a door," it resonated so loudly that it finally clicked!) He was Quantum Jumping! For myself, when you mentioned all your time with Paramahansa Yogananda, I knew beyond any shadow of a doubt, that you were going to show me how to do what my dad did all his life! I first went to Lake Shrine with a friend who was a devotee of self-realization. I also have studied Hung-Gar kung fu since 1978, so this all just connected the dots for a BIG PICTURE. I felt like everything in my life had enabled me to have this "a-ha moment." All the pieces felt like they fit together and now you had come up with a way to teach the process. Also, you're 87 and you've had the time to work this out and realize age is not a countdown to die, it's the blessing of having time to do more!
Oh, Burt, I wish I could explain the pure joy, I felt listening to you. It was as if my dad's whole life was validated, not that he was crazy, he understood how to access his doppelgangers! Of course, no one had ever heard the word, "doppelganger," and I don't think my dad thought he was accessing himself. He thought he was channeling. When you explained all of this, I ran to get a pen and ink line drawing that he did one night, which was crazy, because he had no art training! When he did it, he showed me, his "friend," Booth who had drawn himself into the picture. I never noticed this before, perhaps because my dad was so sure it was another entity, that I never considered what was staring me. Booth looked like my father! My dad had his nose fixed wore horned-rim glasses. As I looked at the picture, the face of Booth was very close to a drawing of my dad, without glasses, different hairstyle, before the nose job! Suggestion is so powerful, my dad said it was someone else and I never questioned it, even though at that moment, [40] years later, I could plainly see it was my dad. I've got to tell you, Burt, my heart filled with a joy, I can't quite explain. Everything just made sense; perfect sense.
I'm taking it slow and have only done three jumps. I'm savoring them and trying to feel the rhythm, like you said. My dad spoke about this quite often. He would say, "They don't tell me how to do it, I get the feel for it from them. The have the rhythm and I get that and it comes. You have to get the rhythm." He also played jazz guitar and was an exceptional dancer, so he tried to explain it on those terms. Oh, Burt, when you said, "Get the rhythm," I heard my dad saying, "Yeah! Yeah! That's what I told you!" It was one of the most comforting moments of my life! Qi Gong, Paramahansa Yogananda (a copy of Scientific Healing Affirmations has been on my night table for several decades) — I'm telling you, straight out, I was literally jumping up and down like a child on Christmas morning. Then I sat down and felt a peace, that can only be described as quiet, perfect, bliss. This is a big feat, since I live on Venice [Boulevard], in Venice California and it is not [quiet] here, by any means.
I have several examples of the amazing talents my father acquired via his "going through the door," should you be interested in hearing or seeing. All I know is I am so thankful and deeply grateful that you've endured in spite of naysayers and you've persevered to make it available to the masses. It's a glorious gift to me.
Thank you so much, Burt. I'll keep practicing!
About a week ago, my best friend from high school called me with some news that leveled me. Sixteen years ago, he got liver cancer (he smoked like a chimney and drank like a fish), he had a liver transplant and his wonderful wife made sure he had all the support by changing their diet, positive thinking and lots of love. The transplant changed his appearance drastically and his new no drinking, no smoking, “I'm going to do everything I'm told to be successful,” [method] worked-out for the past [16] years.
Last year, Fred came over to watch some football on a Sunday and he looked like a skeleton covered with skin. I asked him if he was alright? He said that he had something to tell me and told me that on one of his routine checks, some irregularities had been discovered. He had cancer in the transplanted liver! Can you imagine? I could not. Fred and Karen methodically went about getting him on the list for a transplant, again. About [three] months ago, I get a call from Fred and he said they had done an MRI for something and found a cancerous tumor in his brain! I didn't know what to even say. Thankfully, Fred said that he was having surgery immediately to see if the cancer could be completely removed and if so, then he'd be put back on the list.
I did all I could to support him, went to the hospital, brought cupcakes for everyone who had any part in taking care of Fred to thank them for helping my best friend and taking such good care of him. He got through it. The doctors said they felt they got it all out. Weeks later the pathology came back clean! It was like he was cured, when in reality he was just eligible to get back on the transplant list!
A week later he calls me and tells me to brace myself. I thought, "Come on, what now?" They doctors at UCLA determined that he was too high a risk for another transplant and they took him off the list! How do you rip away someone's hope? It was incomprehensible to me. I couldn't image what this was like for Fred. That night, I bought Quantum Jumping. I would have gotten it anyway, but there was no waiting to save the money. I used a friend’s credit card and called to tell him that I would pay him back. If they took Fred off the list, then Fred needed to not need to be on the list. I believe anything is possible.
My biggest challenge here is Fred himself. I've always been the one who would consider anything as viable, until proven not to be. Fred is the polar opposite. He has always tolerated my open-minded attitude, but just
rarely and only if I didn't try to convince him! I have nothing else to try and don't see how he would dismiss it at this time. I'm praying that my words will be the correct ones to present the whole premise in a manner that he'll at the very least, take under advisement. The fact that my dad did it, may be useful. Do you have any suggestions on this?
Again, Burt, thank you for all you've done to bring Quantum Jumping to my hands. My dad was very interested in Quantum Metaphysics, too, but that wasn't until his 70s. Thank you.Thank you. Thank you.