Albert Einstein – Pam Grout

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.

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) has been turned into an app.

Who’s on your board of directors?

August 28, 2020 31 Comments

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

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

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

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.