Manifesting

The Hitchhiker

From 1972 through 1978, I hitch-hiked over 30,000 miles all across the United States. I loved putting on my backpack and heading toward a journey and destination unknown. One time I walked out the door of my apartment with my backpack filled for a few weeks of travel and flipped a coin, heads for west, tails for east. There was something about traveling in such a fashion that created a perpetual now for me, no past, no future, only the present. But the true story behind these journeys has been told to less than a handful of friends.

What was I really doing hitch-hiking around the country? I would start each entry onto the freeway with a 45 minute mediation back in the bushes or secluded spot near the on-ramp. If I was able to reach that deep quite space, I would intend what type of ride and experience during the ride I would have. In the beginning it was just the idea of getting a ride all the way to my selected destination. Once I bet a friend who was also leaving Denver to North Carolina around the same time as me that I could get to Asheville, NC before he could get to his destination, roughly the same distance. He was driving and I was hitch-hiking. He dropped me off on I-70 just west of Denver and headed off down the road. I went into meditation behind some bushes and intended for a trucker bee-lining it all the way to Asheville. Within minutes of sticking my thumb out, exactly that pulled over. Turns out he was going through Asheville on his way to Raleigh. I beat my friend.

There were many such events like this, but to me this level of intending had quickly become rudimentary. So, I began adding various conditions such as meeting people who would invite me to stay with them for a day or two. That then morphed into intending for women who would be romantically attracted to me enough to invite me to sleep over a few days so we could have a few days of a whirlwind romance. This happened dozens of times throughout the years and my connection with them was always wonderful, open and full hearted. All the women who invited me to stay with them were single adults with the desire to be with me romantically, which included sexuality. But I began to wonder how much influence my intending was having over them. I never really know if I was making things happen or just picking up on the possibilities that existed.

Up until now I was just having a great time with it all and was not really enamored with the idea of being able to do such a thing, it all seemed quite natural for me. I told nobody what I was doing, for no other reason that I didn’t think to speak about it. As my mind began to open to see that I was using this ability to satisfy my own desires, those desires changed into wanting to inspire people toward spirituality. I began intending to meet anyone for any duration of time that we may share an openness from our hearts with a focus on the spiritual. This too took place dozens of times and many of the rides were only an hour or two, so within one day I would get to share with multiple people. This satisfied me more than the romances.

Around the time I left Salt Lake City in 1977, I met a woman who wanted to hitch-hike with me to Seattle, WA as I looked into working on a fishing boat in the Gulf of Alaska for about 4 months making about $30,000. She would simply fly back home after we reached Seattle. We made it to San Francisco and I had not been intending during the whole trip. But north of San Francisco I was moved to see how specific my intending could be so I set the following in my mind and an intention of my heart during meditation. I was also curious to see if the presence of the woman would have an effect. So, I envisioned a couple driving a yellow and black Monte Carlo who would offer to put us up for a few days when we got to Seattle. And also I wanted them to have some pot. Without me saying anything about my intending, we walked out to the freeway and a few moments after sticking out my thumb, a yellow and black Monte Carlo pulled over and offered us a ride all the way to Seattle. We jumped in the back and they were very boisterous with some of my favorite classic rock playing. Of course, they lit up a joint and somewhere in Oregon invited us to stay with them in Seattle for a few days.

For some reason this scarred me. I clearly saw that I had the ability to use and abuse this gift to my own ends of self-gratification. This was the last time I hitch-hiked with intent. I did not intend in such a way again until many years later when I was filled with the Spirit and wanted something to happen for a married couple I had become great friends with. What I intended for them had happened within an hour, the time it took me to finish my walk with God along the railroad tracks and drive home.

Through the rest of my life I would use such intentional meditating only to fulfill my basic life’s needs such as vehicles, places to live, work clients and the like. I must admit that on numerous occasions I would intend for something like winning the lottery or even a duffel bag of cash to land at my feet after being thrown out of a plane being pursued by the DEA. These things never happened.

Many years later in 1999, my son and I tested our psychic abilities. He got three small items from his room and put them under a towel on the coffee table. I had no idea what they were. Then I laid down beginning to mediate as he focused on the first item in his mind. One by one as an image of each item appeared in my mind, I told him and was exactly right.