The Intention Experiment by Lynne McTaggart

[RT Wolf]

She also wrote The Field. Anyone read this? I'm curious to see how people responded to it.

[hopena]

I read both of the books mentioned, last year, and tried to participate in the experiments (unfortunately, I only made it through to one of them, on April 21st). I liked both books, especially Living The Field - it inspired me, and piqued my curiosity.

I recently read the book Eat, Pray, Love, and one small part of Elizabeth Gilbert's experience reminded me of all of this, and made me smile. I copied the section so that I could pass it along to someone, so I thought I might post it here in a quote.. if this isn't okay, could a moderator please delete it?

"It was only after a few verses that I caught my breath and was able to think my normal, instinctive morning thought: I don't want to be here. After which I heard Swamiji burst out laughing in my head, saying: That's funny - you sure act like someone who wants to be here.

And I replied to him, OK, then. You Win.

I sat there, singing and bleeding and thinking that it was maybe time for me to change my relationship with this particular spiritual practice. The Gurugita is meant to be a hymn of pure love, but something had been stopping me short from offering up that love in sincerity. So as I chanted each verse I realized that I needed to find something - or somebody - to whom I could devote this hymn, in order to find a place of pure love within me. By Verse twenty, I had it: Nick.

Nick, my nephew, is an eight-year-old boy, skinny for his age, scarily smart, frighteningly astute, sensitive and complex. Even minutes after his birth, amid all the squalling newborns in the nursery, he alone was not crying, but looked around with adult, worldly and worried eyes, looking as though he'd done all this before so many times and wasn't sure how excited he felt about having to do it again. This is a child for whom life is never simple, a child who hears and sees and feels everything intensely, a child who can be overcome by emotion so fast sometimes that it unnerves us all. I love this boy so deeply and protectively. I realized - doing the math on the time difference between India and Pennsylvania - that it was nearing his bedtime back home. So I sang the Gurugita to my nephew Nick, to help him sleep. Sometimes he has trouble sleeping because he cannot still his mind. So each devotional word of this hymn, I dedicated to Nick. I filled the song with everything I wished I could teach him about life. I tried to reassure him with every line about how the world is harsh and unfair sometimes, but that it's all OK because he is so loved. He is surrounded by souls who would do anything to help him. And not only that - he has wisdom and patience of his own, buried deep inside his being, which will only reveal themselves over time and will always carry him through any trial. He is a gift from God to all of us. I told him this fact through this old Sanskrit scripture, and soon I noticed that I was weeping cool tears. But before I could wipe the tears away the Gurugita was over. The hour and a half was finished. It felt like ten minutes had passed. I realized what had happened - that Nicky had carried me through it. The little soul I'd wanted to help had actually been helping me.

(skipping one-and-a-half paragraphs)

"And, of course, I called my sister the next week and she said that - for reasons nobody could understand - Nick suddenly wasn't having trouble falling asleep anymore."

For anyone interested: Lynne McTaggart has been posting articles at Living The Field and Lynne McTaggart's Page - The Intention Experiment