Wandering in the Miraculous Galaxy of Consciousness – written amidst Brain Gym® In-Depth

Shi Hongtao, Sep. 11, 2015, Guangzhou, China

In the eyes of a two-year-old child, that fish pond was so big that she thought it would take her the time of finishing an ice-lolly to get across the area to the opposite bank. There was a latrine hut by the pond. Inside the hut was a latrine trench formed by two wooden planks over which one could squat. One day, something dreadful happened. Adults described it as “chicken plague” which was now known as avian influenza. The entire fish pond was filled with floating dead chickens. While squatting over the latrine, I looked down. Floating dead chicken bodies filled everywhere I looked; fear filled my mind.

This scene took place 44 years ago when I was about two years old and was living with my parents in Shaoguan of Guangdong. I did not mention this event to anyone because I had forgotten about it. This fragment of memory was soon buried among the myriad of daily happenings in life.

I thought the daily activities of eating, drinking, playing, learning, and working had absolutely no “relationship” with this piece of memory. Until one day, I joined the “Brain Gym® In-Depth” course taught by Amy Choi.

My classmate Zheng Jiajun did the first balance practice on me. We used muscle checking and found that the learning menu was “sensitivity to animals” in ecology balance. This finding made us look at each other and laugh. She asked if I had a pet. I said I did not. My life should have no relationship with sensitivity to animals at all. However, since we had identified this point, we continued to complete the procedures without thinking too much about it.

I also demonstrated for the second balance taught by Amy Choi. It was about using techniques to do “movement re-education” on the feet. This enabled me to experience for the first time how tense my soles were, and how they could be “educated” to relax. This kind of relaxed feeling came from deep inside, and could not be achieved by massaging the soles. I knew it because I received numerous times of foot massage before.

In addition, Amy Choi, Yuan Jun and Yang Lin as the facilitators performed a few other balances and demonstration on me. While the balancing goals were different, these balances all pointed to one common phenomenon about me: the rhythm of my breathing was abnormal. Furthermore, the cranial movement test showed that my tempo rhythm could not be integrated, and that it involved all the skeletal areas of the head.

One further casework exercise was done by Yuan Jun as the instructor and I was the person to be balanced. It was about visual procedures. My goal was that “I want to see clearer things at a distance.” I told the instructor that my eyesight was alright, but it seemed that I could never focus clearly. At that time, I pointed a certain shape at the top of a building as reference. I told the instructor that, for example, I could not see clearly the edge of that “duck”. In fact, I wanted to say the shape of a chicken at that time.

Such balancing exercises were done during the course. To us personally, they did not seem to follow any logic. To most people, as we were learning the “balancing procedures”, such random balances were conducted merely to allow us to be more familiar with the procedures and work flow.

There was also a detailed balance demonstration. Amy Choi helped a Hong Kong classmate in doing a vision balance. This classmate would blink her left eye in swallowing food. According to this classmate, when she was two, her left eye was stabbed by a boy with a spoon. Later, the spoon had to be removed from the eye in hospital. She said she did not know about the incident. It was what adults told her. Of course, in terms of appearance, these once injured eyes were very beautiful as they were bright and clear. During the whole balancing process, we and that classmate went back to many “scenes” in the past. However, since the process involved privacy, I would not describe it further. I would only talk about my case.

It was 10 o’clock at night. I was lying in bed but could not fall asleep with too many thoughts flashing in my mind. After struggling for a long while, I thought of the information on hypnosis in my phone, and felt that it might be useful to me. In the dark, I found my phone by side of the bed and switched it on. Suddenly, a beam of bright light was cast across the dark room. That bright light was as blinding as that of a shooting star falling down from the sky. What followed then was a series of “movie scenes” unfolding before me:

In the “movie scenes”, I saw that me as a toddler was surrounded by a vast fish pond with dead chicken bodies floating on it. Suddenly, my physical reflex “returned” there. I could feel my rapid breathing, the anxiety of trying to get away, clenched teeth, and tensed feet. I was frightened by what I saw. I noted that me at that moment asked myself to “blur the focus”, pretending not to see the expression of those chickens clearly.

Maybe it was just a brief moment of less than a second, but I was really connected to the scene when I was two, and I could feel the various signals of my physical senses at that time. All these early signals had already infiltrated into my growing process in the past 40 years. The fragment of “unnatural breathing”, “tensed feet” (I once did a balance solely for “the unstoppable footsteps” but did not identify this point.), and the eyes with blurred focus that could not see things far away. All these became part of my life. I realised that the reflex responses of my physical senses were frozen just like that at a certain moment in time.

I looked at the time shown on the phone: it was the midnight hour on the dot. To be exact, it was the midnight of September 5, 2015, in room 935 of the Metropark Hotel in Mongkok, Hong Kong. These time and location coordinates were connected to those 44 years ago. All these unplanned balances and practice I participated in the entire course seemed to prepare me for connecting to this moment. The brief revelation of the heartbeat pattern, the breathing pattern and the movement pattern of the feet and the seeing pattern of the eyes enabled all the patterns to be balanced and integrated under an unexpected arrangement.

After that, with the help of hypnotizing technique, I slowly drifted into deep relaxation. All the balancing practice was for retrieving and discarding the brief moment that was lost 44 years ago but had never left my body. The moment was so short, lasting seemingly less than a second; the moment was so long, lasting the entire 44 years. I felt like I was wandering in the galaxy, it was a short time in the universe; but a long in the human world.

The morning after the deep sleep, I went to a cafe by the road, ready to enjoy a Hong Kong style breakfast.

“Shop owner, please get me a few flocks of pineapple buns.”

“Lady, you should not use the word flock to describe pineapple buns. You should use piece. The word flock is used for animals with feet while piece is used for non-living objects. This is Chinese culture,” said the man sitting opposite to me.

This remark made me think of animals with feet, and that again seemed to connect to my brain wave. To the man, he was only teaching me Chinese culture; to me, what he said was a scrutiny on the results of my balancing, that balancing regarding the memory of chickens. In Brain Gym® In-Depth, “sensitivities” means over-reaction towards the environment. I knew I over-reacted towards chickens. And I believed that this sensitivity had left me, allowing me to have natural breathing rhythm, relaxed footsteps and clear vision in seeing things far off.

The man also added: You should understand.

I felt that the universe sent this man to make a concluding remark on my in-depth comprehensive balancing. Bless him. Bless those colleagues who did balancing practice for me. Bless the universe!

Subsequently, in my dream, I went to attend an event of my good friend far away. It was so real and was confirmed by my good friend.