I’m still at it, and I’m surprised to be nearly half-way
through. I haven’t seen any signs that
I’ve recognized, and I haven’t heard audible voices, and I haven’t even been
sure the frequency was open.
I pray out loud, because it’s what I would do if I were
trying to talk to any other person I didn’t know. Sure,
For most days, I’ve prayed a something like the prayer I
prayed on Day 6. I pray that if they’re
the sort of supreme being or god(s) who communicate with human beings, then:
·
I want to hear from them.
·
Even if I don’t like what they have to say, I’d
rather have hard facts than a pleasant illusion.
·
I recognize that I may have misunderstood
everything about how the world actually works, and
·
I’m willing to change my views if I get an
explanation that makes sense given the evidence, and that doesn’t require me to
ignore what I know about how easily the mind can be fooled.
Then I listen for a few minutes.
I pray out loud, because that way I know there are at least
sound waves bouncing around with my prayer on them. If I pray in my mind, it feels an awful lot
like daydreaming, and then I might have a hard time remembering if I’d actually
prayed on a given day. So far, I think
I’ve missed two days. In both cases, I
didn’t pray in the morning, so by the end of the day, I was distracted.
