Albert Einstein – Pam Grout

Unjamming the frequency

March 14, 2025 41 Comments

“People often mistake me for an adult because of my age.”–Christine Smith’s Epistle

Albert Einstein once said that while arrows of hate were often shot in his direction (which tends to happen when you pose a theory that questions materialism and everything science once believed to be fact), they never touched him because they came from a world he did not inhabit.

Had I remembered that quote at the time, I would have used it in the email I sent to a reader who recently asked if I lived in some kind of bubble.

She thanked me for my books and said she was re-reading E-Squared because she needed to remind herself that there is still good and magic in the world.

However, soon after getting worked up and excited about life’s possibilities, the ego, like a rubber band springing back, piped in with “but the world is so awful right now.”

If anyone else is wondering, let me just say I do not live in a bubble. I’m painfully aware of the current zeitgeist. Luckily, I’m even more aware of a spiritual reality where all things start from within.

Everything we now see in the material world started from within—one person had an idea for an invention, or a type of governance or a piece of art that rocked how people perceive reality.

To feel despair is to simply ignore the fact that tomorrow doesn’t have to be a repeat of today.

In E-Cubed or maybe it was Thank and Grow Rich, I wrote about algorithms, how they show us whatever we look for, how they give us more of what we choose to click on. It’s important to remember that billions and billions of dollars are being spent to capitalize on outrage. Big corporations monetize fear, worry and angst which they’ve learned is more effective than simply offering another cute kitty picture.

What they don’t advertise, because well, it would harm their bottom line, is that their sole profit strategy is to jam up our frequency. When we’re distracted like most of us are, we can’t pick up the clear, pure signal of Truth. When we continue down the rabbit hole of believing this is how life is, we’re robbed of our capacity for transformation, for new life, for new arrangements and new possibilities.

The Truth signal is never absent. It continuously transmits guidance, love, light, really everything we could ever need. It is ceaseless, uninterrupted.

So why do we allow it to be jammed with algorithms designed by those whose own frequency is polluted with fear, greed and other lies?

So I pose two questions today.

1. Does the worry, the fear help you in any way? Can you think of even one benefit you’re receiving from the story which has currently captivated humanity’s attention?

2. Since we all get to choose what we want more of (that’s how algorithms work and also how the beneficent, loving universe works) what do you really want to click on?

I urge you all to go out and enjoy the most stupendous, fabulous, distraction-free weekend of your life.

#222 Forever!

Pam Grout is the author of 20 books including E-Squared, E-Cubed, Thank & Grow Rich and her latest book, The Course in Miracles Experiment: A Starter Kit for Rewiring Your Mind (And Therefore Your World)

Anyone but my mind

December 17, 2024 27 Comments

“On and on the mind spins its tales.”—Eckhart Tolle

In interviews, I’m often asked about mentors. Who do I look to for advice? What books do I read?

And while I admire SO many teachers and have read thousands of books, my current guru of choice are the birds right outside my window.

They come in different colors, different sizes, different species and, yes, they occasionally jockey for the best territory on our bird feeders.

But never, as far as I can tell, do they hold grudges or ruminate or make up stories about their differences.

If they had a human mind, they’d be squawking a story like this: “Can you believe what that woodpecker just did to me? He thinks he owns this bird bath. He has no consideration whatsoever for my feelings. How could I ever be expected to trust him again?”

And this is why my practice is to bypass my human mind and rely instead on the deeper awareness that’s underneath it all. I’ve found this inner aliveness (hidden beneath my mind’s squawking) is much kinder, more compassionate and has no interest in keeping the crazy going.

The mind, on the other hand, constantly spins its wheels, furiously attempts to solve things.

“Just give me a problem, any problem,” the mind urges.

But my mind, I’m discovering, isn’t capable of solving problems. It’s extremely gifted at creating problems, projecting falsehoods, exacerbating suffering. But it doesn’t solve a lot of problems. In fact, its insistence that there’s a problem is where it all begins.

We live in a culture driven by the mind, driven by the will. Our penchant to think we have to figure everything out confines us to a conceptual straitjacket. “Create your best self,” the mind likes to shout. But the mind only sees a teeny slice of reality, most of which is spiritually drained and echoes nothing but old perceptions.

So my mentors will always be the birds, the trees and the alive dance of presence that lives south of my neck, forever waiting patiently for me to catch on.

#222 Forever!

Rewilding the mind

July 30, 2024 25 Comments

“If not for reverence, if not for wonder, why have we come here?”–Raffi

My guy, Alby, once described Mozart’s music as so pure and so ever-present in the universe that it was simply waiting to be plucked out by someone with a sympathetic ear.

That’s my overarching goal these days—to listen to the universe with a sympathetic ear. To hear, not with the dirty bathwater of my brain, but with the music that’s ever-present in the universe. I do this mainly by connecting to nature.

Truth is I’ve always been connected to nature (so are you, we all are), but because we pay so much attention to other things, we rarely notice. We focus on the file cabinet in our brain where we store grievances and beliefs that we just know are absolute fact.

The Course in Miracles is all about rewiring the mind—not the brain. The brain is basically a receiving device that, as I said, keeps files from the past. It superimposes old stories, old judgements on “the now.”

“The now,” for anyone who takes time to notice, is brimming with possibility. It hasn’t yet selected one out of the world’s gazillion trillion superpositions and named it fact. It hasn’t discarded all that’s possible for that one measly superposition.

True guidance doesn’t come from the brain, doesn’t rely on the three-pound blob of grey matter that plays nothing but old tunes from the jukebox of the past. The brain stores yesterday, ideas that were conjured up when we were two or ten or twenty-one.

My intention is to discard yesterday as any kind of guidance for today. And to recognize that the sights my brain shows me are nothing but a catalog of what used to be.

We might think our eyes show us the world as it is. But it’s been proven over and over again, that our eyes, mandated by the file cabinet of grievances called the brain, show us but a depiction of reality that we’ve long thought was true, but actually isn’t. It shows us a limited, inaccurate view of the world that’s so far from truth we can only laugh when we finally see it.

Rather than buy into the brain’s evaluation of good/bad, right/wrong and trust its depiction of the world, I prefer to close my eyes and FEEL the universe, to listen to the music of the spheres.

Have a stellar week, oh joyous ones.

Life is kinda stunning when you quit trusting the brain’s faulty wiring and listen, like Einstein said, with a sympathetic ear.

#222 Forever!

Safe in a world that loves and protects me

March 8, 2024 42 Comments

“If you don’t become the ocean, you’ll be seasick every day.”—Leonard Cohen

Albert Einstein is reported to have said that the most important decision anyone can make is whether or not they live in a friendly universe.

One of the gazillion reasons I practice what I call ferocious gratitude is because it allows me to live in a friendly universe. It enables me to see every person as a friend, every situation as happening for my good.

It grants me the privilege of stepping out into the world expecting things to always work out for me. No matter how it might appear.

I’ve been thinking about my early travel days before cell phones provided we wayfarers with non-stop contact, GPS and all sorts of perceived safeguards.

No matter what situation I found myself in, things had a way of always working out. Even the time I landed in Germany without knowing how to reach the friend I was staying with. Or the time I lost my motorcycle key in the Greek ocean. Or the time I was left in the middle of the north island of New Zealand by a boyfriend who decided he didn’t like me anymore.

I’m not suggesting I didn’t panic a time or two. Especially in countries that converse in different languages. But always, 100 percent of the time, it worked out.

What I now know for sure is that there is a life force that always looks out for me. Like today’s Course lesson says, “I am safe in a world which protects me and loves me.”

This force, this guidance, this love will never abandon me. And the only reason some of you might be rolling your eyes and sarcastically thinking, “Right, Pam” is because you don’t yet trust how supremely loved you are.

Fear is the ONLY THING that can ever get in the way of this non-stop loving care. Worry, disbelief and all its mean girl cousins can block the awareness. But it’s never not available.

Once you come to trust this fact your whole life changes. You know that everything you could ever need will be rolled out before you like a gorgeous Persian carpet.

Last summer, when I was in Spain, my sister, my Mister and I lost the keys to our apartment. This is something I’m known to do, but let’s just say my compadres freaked out just a tad little bit. We were at the beach, we had left our phones, our money, our credit cards in the apartment and well, nobody on that beach in southern Spain spoke anything but their native language. And my months of Duolingo hadn’t covered, “Help! I’m currently penniless in your country.”

For a short frantic time, as we pawed through the sand, I was pretty curious how we were going to access our place again. Especially since the phone number of the mighty companions who had so generously offered us their beautiful pad on the beach was dutifully entered in the cell phones back in the apartment. They were in Canada, we knew no one else, and, well, all rational reasonable people would have believed we were screwed.

Except I had a quiet confidence (from years of accessing that friendly universe) that somehow this, too, would work out.

Eventually, of course, like Max from the Where the Wild Things Are, we sailed across years, across days and back into our very own apartment where–maybe not hot dinner–but our phones, our money and our credit cards were waiting for us.

We might think these man-made conveniences provide some sort of safety net. But truly, friends, our real security, our real peace of mind come from the ever-so beneficent universe that waits patiently for us to release our fears and come back home.

Once again, dear mighty companions, have the very best, the most astonishing weekend of your lives!!

#222 Forever!

Diving into the quantum playground

December 9, 2020 14 Comments

“When one is still and listens, one begins to be in touch with a mysterious element that is within each of us, which can transform and shape us and can help to transform the world.” — William Segal

So I’m participating in this Qi Gong experience for the next two weeks. There are 175 of us from 15 countries. It feels holy, as if, together, we are creating a field of healing, of peace and and of love.

We’re going beyond the Newtonian realm of form and hooking into the unseen.

As Cynthia Li, a San Francisco M.D., said in our opening session, “We’re not defying nature’s laws. We’re tapping into higher laws.”

Qi (sometimes written as “chi”) is basically a synonym for the energy I talk about in E-Squared. It’s invisible, therefore making it a little harder to trust for some folks, but in Qigong, we tap into both the visible, earthly dimensions of energy and the formless subtle dimensions that form the blueprint of our lives.

Most of us, of course, use blueprints we downloaded from our parents, from our culture. That wouldn’t be so bad except most of it focuses on limitations, on scarcity, on what we can’t do. Qi focuses on what we can.

The energy field Qi Gong taps into is an embodied energy that opens us up to what scientists call Dark Matter and Dark Energy. I know dark sounds well, kinda dark. But it’s really just the 96 percent of the universe that we can’t see. Astronomers know it’s there based on its gravitational influence on the four percent we can see: all the stars, planets and galaxies.

They can confirm its existence using computer models, but they still, 40 years later, can’t figure out what it actually is or what it’s made of. All they really know is there’s an invisible force that affects the velocities of stars and other phenomena in the universe. As science writer Richard Panek explains, “It’s on a cosmic scale so weird astronomers couldn’t even believe it at first.”

Well I, for one, believe it, tend to call it “The Dude” and plan to spend the rest of my earthly life tapping into its miraculous properties. As yet another scientist, Albert Einstein, said, “I only want to know God’s thoughts. The rest is just details.”

Speaking of details, applications for the 2021 grant of Taz Grout’s 222 Foundation will be accepted through December 31. If you or someone you know has a big idea that can change the consciousness of the world, send it to taz.grout.222.foundation@gmail.com.

Who’s on your board of directors?

August 28, 2020 31 Comments

“Your creator is itching to contact you.” – George Washington Carver 00001aaad

One of my first books, commissioned by a national seminar company, was about mentoring — how to be one, how to find one. SkillPath, the company that hired me to write it, sold it at the seminars they trotted around the country giving.

Upon reflection, I realize that most of my mentors dispense wisdom from what many call “the other side.” To be fair, I don’t really believe there’s an “other side.” Rather, the potential to connect with anyone, dead or alive, is available to all of us.

Like Napoleon Hill, who appointed his own personal “Cabinet of Invisible Counselors” including Luther Burbank, Leonardo da Vinci and Abraham Lincoln, I recently opened a conversation with George Washington Carver.

I’ve written about this great scientist and inventor before. Not only was he one of the first Americans to be invoked into Britain’s Royal Society of Arts, but this brilliant man practically saved the economy of the South after the boll weevil devastated the cotton crop.

I love him because he KNEW he was deeply connected to God or what I call the “Field of Infinite Potentiality.” Anyone, he said, can “tune in.” The vast broadcasting system is available to every single human. The very air around us contains an energy current we can plug into.

YouTube and Google are fine, I suppose, but they show us “old news,” stuff that humans have figured out. Carver’s broadcasting system offers brilliant NEW ideas, ideas with the power to rewrite the apparent “what is.”

In case you hadn’t noticed, the apparent “what is” isn’t looking so sunny right now. So, as of today, I re-up my commitment to tune in – to the higher idea, the loving, generous broadcasting system that, as Carver said “is itching to make contact.”

Every single thing he needed to know was easily revealed to him — starting as early as grade school. He had been praying (and begging his adopted parents) for a pocket knife. One morning, he woke up, ran out to the garden and came back calling “Aunt Sue. Aunt Sue.” He found an ivory-handled knife in a watermelon, exactly as he’d dreamed.

Every morning, before the sun arose, George Washington Carver, got up and walked. His communion with nature, he insisted, provided the recipes, the formulas to create the hundreds of products for which Henry Ford, Albert Einstein and three presidents lauded him. He didn’t do it for the acclaim. He did it because this 24/7 broadcasting system was telling him — here’s how you can help.

This energy broadcast is there for all of us.

We are connected to every single thing we could ever need to live a fulfilling, abundant life. All we have to do is tune in. #222forever

A new and different time zone. Why I refuse to be bullied by time

November 6, 2017 17 Comments

“Forget the to-do list. Create a to-be list.”—Kelly Sullivan Ruta
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Here in the United States, we just ended Daylight Savings Time. If nothing else, this tinkering with the clocks is a potent reminder that time is a construct we made up, a construct we all agree upon and a construct we can change at any time.

As my hero Alby E. used to say, “Time is but an illusion, albeit a persistent one.”

So here’s my proposal:

Let’s rewrite the construct of time as a prison (“I never have enough.” “There’s too much to do.”).

Instead of a number on a clock face, let’s approach time as an unlimited gift of pure presence. As deep moments just to be.

Congress created Daylight Savings Time.

We get to create our personal approach to time.

Do you want surface time? Ferrari, go, go, go time?

Or do you choose deep time: where all is possible, all is unlimited, all is here?

My Course in Miracles lesson a couple days ago was “This instant is the only time there is.” It reminded me that the only real interval of time is now. No past. No future.

This beautiful moment is pulsing with possibility. Let’s grab it by the balls. Forget to-do lists, rushing, worrying, the forfeiture of our gifts that are right here, right now.

We have the power to conceive of time differently. I don’t know about you, but I’m changing my time zone today.

Pam Grout is the author of 19 books including E-Squared: 9 Do-it-Yourself Energy Experiments that Prove Your Thoughts Create Your Reality and the just-released, Art & Soul,Reloaded: A Year-Long Apprenticeship to Summon the Muses and Ignite Your Daring, Audacious, Creative Side.

Why gratitude is the best game in town

March 31, 2017 37 Comments

“The universe is programmed for your joy.”–Marianne Williamson
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As a devotee of A Course in Miracles, I go through its 365 lessons every year, starting January 1. Right now, the lessons are teaching me about grievances and how every time I have one, I block the light, I block the miracles, I block the truth.

I have come to the conclusion that the only problem (or grievance) I ever have is thinking I have a problem. Which is why gratitude is such a holy practice.

Not only does giving thanks move me onto a different frequency and change the lens through which I see the world, but it changes the world itself. It changes material objects. It changes the events in my life.

When I focus on grievances, the light cannot get through. Reality cannot get through. All I can see is a hologram of my grievances which, as anyone peering inside my head can tell you, is not a place anyone would want to pitch a tent.

The universe is alive, constantly changing, constantly in motion. And we participate in its evolution. All my grievances do is make more grievances.

At the 1927 Solvay Conference in Brussels, attended by dozens of future Nobel prize winners, physicists Werner Heisenberg and Neils Bohr made the case that even scientific research wasn’t completely pure and well, scientific because the experimenter, the observer, affects the experiment through his beliefs and expectations.

Did you get that? We shape the forces of the universe with our thoughts and beliefs. So, when we look for all that’s going right, we animate that superposition into our lives. When we focus on our grievances (basically anytime, we think things should be other than they are), we animate a world of suffering and struggle.

Many insist on hanging on to the belief that our grievances and struggles are real and I would never attempt to take that away from anyone.

But I can tell you this about my own life. When I put my attention on everything that’s going right (hey, my heart is still beating, the birds are still singing, the sun came up without me having to do a thing), my life, both mentally and physically, is more fun. I’m more curious, more loving, more peaceful. And for me, that’s enough.

So my friends, as I often say on Friday, have the very best weekend of your life. And, yes, I’ve shared this before, but I think it’s high time to share it again. I love you all!

Pam Grout is the author of 18 books including E-Squared: 9 Do-it-Yourself Energy Experiments that Prove Your Thoughts Create Your Reality and the recently released, Thank and Grow Rich: a 30-day Experiment in Shameless Gratitude and Unabashed Joy.

“It takes a touch of genius — and a lot of courage — to move in the opposite direction.”—Albert Einstein

June 13, 2013 3 Comments

“You can spend your whole life building a wall of facts between you and anything real.”—Chuck Palahniuk

Four of us went to dinner last night. We talked basketball, kids and my favorite topic: quantum physics, spirituality and the idea that consciousness creates the foundation of our lives. Two of us were avid believers. One of us shrugged her shoulders. And the other was vehement in his position that physical is the ultimate reality and that to even suggest our thoughts might have any affect on the world is sheer madness.

Rather than argue, a tact that I’ve found to be about as effective as dieting, I simply listened lovingly and remembered the story of Guglielmo Marconi. He’s the Italian inventor who pioneered long distance radio transmission. In 1909, in fact, he won the Nobel Prize in Physics for sending vibratory radio waves 2000 miles across the Atlantic Ocean.

But when he first suggested that frequencies of energy could be transmitted without wires, people thought he was nuts. When he wrote to the Italian Ministry of Posts and Telegraphs explaining the idea of wireless telegraphy, he was referred to an insane asylum.

“Everyone knows that’s impossible,” he was told by detractors who scoffed at the crazy experiments he conducted in his parents’ attic.

So, yes, believing our thoughts, dreams and beliefs are being transmitted out into the universe and shaping our destiny is probably not going to be popular with everyone. Some go so far as to call me delusional.

But that’s fine by me.

I’d rather be appointed Mayor of Crazy Town than habitually focusing on what’s not working, on what can’t happen.

As I always like to say, “Who’d have thought 150 years ago that you could walk into a room, flip a switch and get light? Or bend metal into a machine that could fly over the ocean?”

I believe I can sit here in my Kansas home and, with my powerful, radio-transmitting thoughts, create joy, peace and insane happiness for everyone.

Pam Grout is the author of E-Squared: 9 Do-it-Yourself Energy Experiments that Prove Your Thoughts Create Your Reality.

“There are two ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle.The other is as though everything is a miracle.”–Alby Einstein

May 1, 2013 3 Comments

“I am realistic – I expect miracles.”
― Wayne W. Dyer

Happy Hump Day! Once again, I’m heading out of town, this time to New Mexico on a “Breaking Bad” press trip. I’ll be hot air ballooning, visiting the studio and eating at the favorite restaurants of Bryan Cranston and other B.B. stars. And, yes, I’m taking the script for my TV series.

Luckily, I’ve met so many amazing folks through this blog (and have fallen hopelessly in love with this whole social media phenomenon) that I’ve got any number of brilliant friends to fill in.

This story comes from Dennis who, among other things, introduced me to Glenda Green’s book, Love Without End. Thank you for that, Dennis. I’ve enjoyed it immensely. So, in the interest of working together to change the dominant paradigm, I’d like to share this incredible tale from one of my favorite commenters. You’ve got the floor, Dennis:

“I’ve got a few of those “manifesting” experiences that would fall into the “unbelievable” category, so I’ll share one here.

Back in the early 1980s (I’m not sure of the exact year – 81, 82?) I was intently reading Neville and Seth (Jane Roberts). But it was “The Nature of Personal Reality,” by Jane Roberts as Seth, that I was most focused on, and every night into the wee hours and staying up alone, I would put on some quiet Steven Halpern music and read, highlight and review the book.

After about an hour or two, and still sitting in my bentwood rocker, I’d turn the light off and with the music continuing in the background I’d imagine things as though they already were. Then I’d go off to bed.

Anyway, I got it in my head that I was tired of the snowy Michigan winters I’d grown up in, so I decided I could control that, (according to what I’d been reading) so night after night I visualized waking up in the morning; looking out the little diamond-shaped window in our front door, and seeing the bare, snowless front lawn and street.

It was getting late in November; about the time mid-Michigan would get its first lasting snowfall, and LOTS of snow would endure us from then on – usually until about mid-March – due to being sandwiched within the Great Lakes and their “lake effect.” Sometimes, when the stuff drifted, we had to put “flags” on our car antennas just to let the snowplow know where the cars were parked in the street.

That’s how much we usually got, but none so far this particular year, and I was really encouraged as we went well into December and still no snow. I’d seen some flakes in the air a few nights, but it never did stick and I diligently continued my nightly routine.

The BIG TEST came after the New Year. It was still snowless and sometime in late January, or maybe February, I’m not sure. But a major blizzard approaching had been announced on the news.

The prevailing weather usually moved from west to east across our state, and the storm was still over Indiana and some others, and expected to cross Lake Michigan and the state in the middle of the night. It was dumping huge amounts of snow everywhere it passed and schools, businesses, and even freeways had been shutting down.

I realized I was like, looking-down-a-loaded-gun-barrel, but I decided I’d come this far and my faith was really on the line. I did my usual visualization in spite of the facts and got into bed.

I awoke the next morning and going to the little window I was amazed to look out at a completely snowless scene!

And equally amazing, here’s what the follow-up weather report said: The storm had stopped dropping its load as it passed over Michigan that night, but began again immediately after it got across the state and into Canada, then New York, etc.; shutting commerce down just as it had before.

So my conviction was made a lot easier after that, and Michigan finished out the season with no snow on the ground even though we’d had plenty of cold weather and it had tried to flurry on several occasions.

I think it may be the only recorded Michigan winter on record without snow – at least back then – and I remember deciding to repeat it again the next year, so I began doing the same thing and the snow was staying away as we headed into the season. But I lost interest in the experiment; wondering “What’s the point?” and having other things on my mind by then, and so I abandoned the project and the snow came back.