Inspiration.
Let’s talk about coincidences for a second. In my opinion coincidences aren’t actually that coincidental, I believe that thoughts create intentions. In my previous post I mentioned something about the Telepathy Tapes. On a fundamental level I think we are all connected, this is why we feel emotional ties to people we may have never met before. We can feel to some degree, what they may be feeling through our own personal experiences. I also believe we can share thoughts, whether that be through telepathy or cognitive synchronicities. For example, most couples that I see, especially those that have been together for a long time, almost look alike. Because of cognitive alignment, I believe that we are tuned into wavelengths that dictate much of the unseen world. These wavelengths are where people claim to manifest their desires, or get into deep meditation that might transcend physical reality. I personally believe this is highly plausible and my proof is years of study on near death experiences, extrasensory phenomena (telepathy, lucid dreams, etc), mediumship and psychic practices.
To those that are skeptical of these fields, I am right there with you. I kind of walked into this world by accident, and I haven’t really looked back since. I’m not going to go into depth in this post, but maybe in another post when the time feels right.
Back to coincidences; they happen all the time and no one really has an explanation for them other than they are complete entropy. While this is an easy way to basically dismiss everything that is beyond the reach of comprehension, I believe that we are likely more attuned to a higher state that is driven by our subconsciousness. I believe our subconscious is actually the main driver in our lives, and that’s why sometimes when you’re thinking about someone, they may call a few minutes later. I believe these wavelengths are triggered by the non-logic side of the brain and are receptors and transmitters of information. Think of it as a cell phone to cell towers, we send out radio waves, the cell tower receives the information and then disperses it to the intended receiver. Same thing, different waves. If you don’t believe me that’s okay, but do me a favor and look into remote viewing before you completely dismiss me.
Anyway, we were gone this last week and I was reading this book that my dad got me called Barbarian Days. It’s about this guy William Finnegan, he’s an incredible writer, surfer, and adventurer. He is the guy that’s lived a thousand lives in one. From discovering incredible waves on remote islands, to teaching kids in South Africa during Apartheid. He’s well versed, articulate, and passionate about writing and surfing. I spent most of the week reading the book, reading slowly and visualizing each experience he wrote about in great depth. His ability to detail a wave, the conditions of the environment, and the emotional aspect of riding waves is bar-none the best I’ve seen. As I was reading I was getting lost in thought (almost like a meditative state) just thinking deeply and reflecting on my own experiences surfing. He details most of his life, what books he was into, the authors that inspired him. His struggles he encountered, the thoughts he had in his twenties on what the hell he wanted to do with his life. He toured the world essentially as a surf bum, though had the ambition of a successful writer and philosopher.
I can relate to this book in a number of ways. I grew up living my life to the fullest, seeking experiences over everything else. Material items are great and all but jumping off cliffs, going to remote places to look at the stars, or snowboarding down unique lines on the mountains. I am an experience junky that is trying to figure themselves out in the world. This book had me inspired, mostly because I knew the outcome of his career. Though he went on this epic trip, he ended up working for the New Yorker and has since become a NYT bestseller and won a Pulitzer prize for his book. By blending passion and adventure he built a career for himself by following his interests to the fullest. In every aspect this is inspiring for a kid like me, trying to find my own way in the world. Constantly seeking ways to be proactive and create a career for myself that aligns with my interests over slaving myself away just for a pay day.
I am about half way through the book and didn’t get to finish it on my trip. We were gone for a week during the busiest time of the year (Summer). I work at a surf shop, funnily enough called Wavelengths, and headed back there as soon as I could to start earning money again for my laundry list of hobbies. While I was there, I spoke with my manager, whom I told about the book and thought he might be interested in reading it. Some time went on through the day, and the phone started to ring. I pick it up and it’s this extremely nice lady asking about a reservation she had made for some surfboard rentals under the name William Finnegan. At that moment I got kind of starstruck considering I had been reading his book the whole week and thought there was no way it could have been the same person. I politely asked if it was, and she confirmed.
He came in a couple days later and I got to tell him how much I appreciated his book. I could tell he probably has a bunch of people that come up to him, but I tried to be respectful in my approach. When I get really excited my ADHD kicks in and I speak everything I’m thinking all at once, so I really didn’t want to blow it with him. In the end it was like talking to an old friend from a past life. He showed me mutual respect and walked off like a memory in the wind. It was one of those experiences I’ll remember for the rest of my life. Was it a coincidence or a cosmic callout, I guess we’ll never know.
Thanks for reading.
With love,
Kai
Weekly Poem:
To sail
Is pure
Is present
Is frightful
Is bliss
