As I sit here and wonder about the amazing and goofy things you do when you are with a group of friends and you are bored. It was a friend’s birthday party and after we exhausted Pin the Tail on the Donkey and ate all the cake and ice cream possible, we retired to an empty room. It was then where the real party began.
To this day, I can’t recall what the room looked like when it was lit up, but I remember the scene when the lights were out. The only thing that allowed us to see one another was the glow of a few candles. About nine or ten of us created a circle while we chatted amongst ourselves. I don’t know how we came upon the topic of “contacting the dead,” but we did. Briefly, we held hands and concentrated, trying to contact the birthday girl’s dead grandmother. Although, no visions were seen; no voices heard, as well as no presence felt, I can say that the candles were acting really weird and the room became quite cold. This fascination soon passed.
When I think back, I wonder how elementary school girls knew of such things. Where did they hear about sÃ©ances and who taught them how to levitate people? At the time, all of this did not seem odd to me. I wasn’t particularly interested in the sÃ©ance; the entire holding hands, darkness and coldness bit creeped me out. But levitation was fascinating to me.
One of the girls sat in the chair while we all stood around. Four of us then took positions on all four corners of the chair, while we listened to the instructions. The birthday girl said some little spiel, and then told us how to do it. One girl puts her hand above the head of the person sitting. Her fingers are stretched out and flat. Then the second person does the same, making sure not to touch the others hand. Then the third girl and fourth girl follows suit until both hands of each girl are hovering over one another.
When we were ready to finish the ritual before attempting to levitate the girl in the chair, we each had to say at the same time while removing out hands (one at a time): “Light as a feather” and “Stiff as a board.”
Following the chant, we then placed two fingers underneath the girl in the chair and attempted to lift her out of her seat. I was skeptical, but on the first try it worked”¦and without any effort. It was the weirdest feeling on my fingertips. She felt so light. I hardly felt any weight on my fingers and if you closed your eyes, you would never know that a person was slightly hovering over a chair by the strength of 16 fingers.
After this success, we proceeded to levitate a volunteer while she was lying on her back. All of us participated this time, where we completed the same ritual and chant. Raising her higher and higher, the volunteer began to laugh and suddenly she became quite heavy and we quickly let her down. This is when I knew concentration on the parts of both parties was truly needed.
Some time later, I remembered this little exercise and while I was away at a camp, I told my best friend about it. We were about 100 pounds soaking wet at the time and was able to levitate a 300-pound camp counselor with our fingers while he sat in a chair. His body felt like a marshmallow to me when we were levitating him. Later years, I read an article that this sort of levitation is achieved by manipulating science in terms of gravity and a neutral magnetic (north-south) field. Most readings speak of the use of four people, but my best friend and I were about to move 300 pounds on our own.