Shiftkitty
Registered User
I regard things that feel like they're stimulating a potential PL memory as being not unlike a sonar. Information is constantly coming in throughout our day, such as whether or not the guy in front of us is actually braking or just resting his foot on the brake pedal heavily enough to turn on his brake lights but too light for him to feel his car slow down, right on to watching out for small kids dashing around a waiting room. The sonar that detects PL stuff discards most of it, but now and then something pings like a sonar beep indicating that something worth looking at might be there. Sonars, however, pick up all kinds of things, and I've heard that a ping that comes back and turns out to be nothing is sometimes called a false ping. This was a strong ping that I got, but so far research and meditation has revealed nothing.
What happened was that I was delivering a case to a dentist and on my way out some children were playing with some toys provided by the dentist. As the family prepared to leave the children got up and a small stack of blocks tumbled over with the number "1674" spelling itself out in a neat row on the floor. They lined up almost perfectly, facing me so I could read them clearly. It stuck in my head as a date and when I got home that evening I began looking at events in 1674 to see if anything seemed familiar or struck a chord. Nothing did, however. Not even an inkling. Meditation has been coming up empty. I'm beginning to think it was a false ping, but the date is still stuck firmly in my skull.
Anybody have memories from 1674 they may want to share? Maybe something will jar loose.
What happened was that I was delivering a case to a dentist and on my way out some children were playing with some toys provided by the dentist. As the family prepared to leave the children got up and a small stack of blocks tumbled over with the number "1674" spelling itself out in a neat row on the floor. They lined up almost perfectly, facing me so I could read them clearly. It stuck in my head as a date and when I got home that evening I began looking at events in 1674 to see if anything seemed familiar or struck a chord. Nothing did, however. Not even an inkling. Meditation has been coming up empty. I'm beginning to think it was a false ping, but the date is still stuck firmly in my skull.
Anybody have memories from 1674 they may want to share? Maybe something will jar loose.