Asking for Proof

September 23, 2013

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Last week I started reading a book called E-Squared: Nine Do-It-Yourself Energy Experiments That Prove Your Thoughts Create Your Reality. Now, I already believe in the power of manifestation and have found it to be true in my life that thought is cause. But to approach metaphysics from a scientific method sounded pretty cool.

So I started reading E-Squared. The book is written by a freelance writer who by no means takes herself too seriously. For example, the first experiment is called “The Dude Abides” which is in fact, a Big Lebowski reference and the gist of it is to explicitly ask The Universe (or God, a term I’m still not completely comfortable with) for proof that it, whatever it is, exists. And get this – you’re even supposed to give this request for proof a time limit.

So on Wednesday, September 18th at 10:30PM I gave The Universe 48 hours to give me a concrete sign that it exists. Now, part of the experiment is REALLY BELIEVING that the proof will show up (which starts to get shady… I mean, c’mon… the hard part if you’re truly a skeptic is the REALLY BELIEVING part, right?) – you’re supposed to actively look for the proof coming your way. I have to admit that I felt a little funny making arbitrary demands from The Universe for proof (rather than my typical route of manifesting what I want) but it’s just an experiment. No big deal.

Well. The very next day, on Thursday, September 19th, just before 11PM I was abruptly disturbed from a blissful slumber by an indiscernible yet VERY LOUD NOISE. Jeremy was still awake next to me, reading Game of Thrones. I pop up as the cats run for their dear life across the house. “What was that!?” We get out of bed (naked, of course – my sister jokes that I’m always naked in my stories) and investigate. It turns out a huge tree that had needed to be cut down had come crashing down on our back deck. It did a little damage – mostly busting up an outdoor table with a glass top – but overall, it could’ve been much worse.

Jeremy spent all of Saturday morning cleaning up the mess. He was all sweaty and really working hard as I leisurely worked on a blog post and perused Pinterest. I started feeling guilty so I went out and confessed that the whole thing may have been my fault – that I had asked “God” for proof that “He” exists and I think this fallen tree may have been it. Jeremy, even with his atheist leanings, asked me why I couldn’t have asked for some benevolent proof. I explained that I was hoping for a free trip to Paris but that the book I was reading told me I couldn’t get specific in my requests … yet. But hey! At least the tree didn’t take down our power line (that it had been dangerously leaning on), right?

So was this tree crashing down in our backyard proof that God exists? Only if I really believe it is.

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