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Ilona SelkeTrying not to be envious of his experience, I wonderedabout it as I floated like a cork on the surface of the ocean.I was relaxing and catching my breath before we startedour long swim back to shore. The dolphins had performedan action in which I had envisioned myself participating.Just how did they mix up Don and me? Had they gotten theright image and acted on it, but missed the target?Suddenly it dawned on me. I heard the question in mymind, “Aren’t you understanding yourself and Don to beOne?” Of course we are, I realized! Don and I are intrinsically paired, and what one experiences can be almost asreal to the other.Dolphins may not experience the boundaries betweenindividuals as distinctly as humans do. Dolphins feel eachother’s feelings much more strongly, and at least for wilddolphins, empathy seems much more developed. In thislight, I was thrilled for Don to have had the experience Ihad envisioned for myself. I was willing to open my heartto receive the full joy of the experience the dolphins broughtto him and vicariously to me.This was yet another lesson I learned from the dolphins.The journey up to this point had been adventurous and exciting and got better with each new step. I had been learning that the images we hold and live by influenceour personal lives. After I had sufficiently learned to usethese processes in my own life, the dolphins asked me tohelp them in their fight for survival. Helping them as bestI could, I discovered the miracle of how interwoven ourimagination and our universe really is.But what a journey it had been to arrive at this understanding! I thought of our first trip to Hawaii.4

Living in a Holographic Universe2We were milling about the San Francisco Airportshortly before boarding the plane to Kauai,one of the lushest islands of Hawaii. Months of growing excitement had passed with dreams of things to come andhopes of entering a new world. The mysterious world ofdolphins had captured our hearts, and we were about toenter into a reality hitherto unknown to us.“Ladies and gentlemen, flight number 258 to Honoluluhas been delayed until further notice due to a technicalproblem. We hope to be departing in a few hours.” Thevoice coming through the loudspeakers broke my reverie.A groan filled the air around us. I slowly opened my eyes tomeet the gentle gaze of Don, who also had been absorbedin his inner world. How did we get this lucky? Blue luminous light shone forth from his inner being, sensing myevery thought and feeling. Enveloped by a knowingness,we often communicated telepathically. “Did we like whatwe just heard?” we wondered simultaneously.Don said playfully, “Oops, I think we are in the wronguniverse; this will put us into Honolulu by late evening,and we will miss our connection to Kauai.”I agreed by nodding and added, “Let’s switch into another universe.”We had been reading and hearing about new ideas fromquantum physics. Instead of there being only a singlereality, it had been postulated that innumerable realitiesexisted in parallel to one another. Many possible universes5

Ilona Selkewere thought to be existing all at once in the same space,separated only by frequencies. But this new worldview wasnot yet popular knowledge.The old worldview of a clockwork universe was Newton’s idea. This world functioned predictably, in an orderlymanner, and was independent of any thoughts, feelings,or consciousness. This orderly, mechanical view of theuniverse had its price however. Manipulating the wheelsof the clock was all the excitement that was left for thehuman race. The results of this manipulation of nature arevisible everywhere and the level of destruction has reacheda dangerous degree, threatening our very survival.All this humans have “achieved” by organizing their understanding of the universe in a mechanical manner,and what a price we have paid! Most people have learnedto believe that they are simply a wheel in the machine andthat what they think does not matter much.The Newtonian view of the universe has ultimatelyproved to be more than boring. It is outright devoid of thepossibility of adventure and is showing signs of endangering the very life upon which we depend.Quantum physics however has begun to change all that.It was hypothesized that an observing consciousness, inother words a being with awareness, is an integral factorin making the universe tick. It is the torchlight of attentionthat gives shape to the many possibilities of manifestation.And it is attention which can bring about the manifestationof one of the many parallel universes.An experiment finally put an end to a hypothesis whichhad plagued the scientific world during Einstein’s lifetime.6

Living in a Holographic UniverseOriginally, Einstein, Podolsky and Rosen postulated thatlight was traveling at the absolute limit in the physicaluniverse. But in 1985, an experiment at College Park,Maryland, was done that proved the exact opposite. It wasdemonstrated that information travels faster than the speedof light and that photon particles seem to communicate toone other the expectations the scientist was looking for.Quantum physics is not the only viewpoint that acceptsthat consciousness interacts with the world around us. It isjust a new version of knowledge that seers from all cultureshave known and practiced since time immemorial.As we sat stunned by the announcement of the delayedflight I wondered, “Did this delay have purpose? Was it atest of how well we behaved like sheep, believing ourselvesto be the victims of circumstance?”“OK,” Don said, “ let’s shift into another universe.”Both Don and I closed our eyes and began practicing whatwe had learned.Sinking deeper into my inner sense of being, I began seeing that everything is interconnected. I was envelopedby what appeared to be liquid light. Everyone around mewas part and parcel of why things were the way they happened to be. I moved further up in my inner vision, andsaw a larger part of the picture. I approached the level fromwhere we make choices. Here I could choose to be in oneof the other possible and parallel realities. More and moreluminous light filled my inner vision. Then I saw a snapshotin my mind of how I actually wanted my experience to be:The airplane is perfect; I see the energy pattern adjustingaround the fuselage and the engines. I feel we are in a7

Ilona Selkeperfectly timed universe. I am willing to be at ease and flywhen the time is right, when it is in harmony with all thatis and for the highest purpose of all concerned. Bingo! Ican feel it. It is true in my heart. Now.I blinked my eyes open, quickly letting go of all feelingsof trying, wanting, or wishing, and I simply noticed my environment.All right! I enjoyed being able to choose my universe.Who said that life is what it appears to be? But what learning it had been just to get to this point! How many timesdid I wince at the doubt-filled thought, “What if I am justpretending?” How many times had the angels shuddered,watching me undo my own miracles in a few seconds ofdoubt?Barely five minutes later another announcement filledthe air. “Ladies and gentlemen,” a bright voice soundedthrough the loudspeaker, “we are happy to announce thatour technicians were able to locate the problem and repairit. We will begin boarding in a few minutes.”We jumped up and down. Yeah!! Life is not what itseems! Switching universes. We were getting the hang of it!8

Living in a Holographic Universe3Happily we got our things together and walkeddown the aisles of our “new-universe-airplane.” Itdidn’t look much different from the other universe in whichwe would have had to wait for several hours. As a matterof fact, if I hadn’t experienced this process so many times before, I easily could have written it all off as coincidence.But I had learned to give up shrugging my shoulders andpassing it off as such. That would have given me an easyway out of any responsibility and would always keep me asa spectator in a clockwork universe. Instead I had learnedto realize that the fabric of the universe I live in is far moreflexible than I ever dreamed possible.Well, all the people on board seemed to look pretty muchthe same. I could see why most of present-day humanitylooks at the three-dimensional world and concludes thateverything behaves according to the laws we learned inschool. This viewpoint makes everything appear safeand stable. Stability has its advantages, and some of itis certainly necessary in order to have any semblance of reality, yet I had come to trust in a more nonlinear way ofthinking, always proving every step of the way to myself.I had only wanted to accept these new ideas if they provedto be usable for increasing the quality of life for myself andothers, if they made sense in day-to-day life, and finallyonly if they were in alignment with an energy I call Love,God, or the Source.9

Ilona SelkeMoving through the narrow aisle of the airplane, we finally found our seats, stored our bags, and sat down, making ourselves comfortable. Don looked at me with shining eyes, his gaze touching me like a star descendedfrom Heaven, but with a twinkle in his eyes that said “Ilove living in this magical universe with you.”We held each other’s hands and closed our eyes, takinga minute to thank All-that-Is. Breathing with a sense ofgratitude, we moved to a quiet place inside. As if we couldmove through the layers of clouds, we moved higher andhigher until we broke through into the luminous sunlight,feeling free, with endless joy around us. We let our senseof Self spread out into the light, let it permeate us, thenmoved out into it and let the light flood back in. I couldsense Don’s presence in this field of light permeating mine.“What grace it is to be here!” I thought.Meanwhile, we rolled onto the airfield and were nextin line for takeoff. How my world had changed since thedays I worked as a flight attendant for Lufthansa when Iwas twenty years old! Since then, life had been a continuous movement of growth, requiring me to be continuouslyreal by being truthful with myself and my motivations. Ihad moved on with the help of human teachers, beingsfrom other dimensions and other species, and discoveredgreater and greater mysteries. But the cost was sometimestremendous! To remain loving in the face of denial, to seekunderstanding instead of needing to be right or purer werereal pains to grow through. It was trial and error, and trialagain.“Welcome to our flight to Hawaii! Flight attendants,10

Living in a Holographic Universeplease prepare for takeoff.”The captain’s voice over the loudspeakers moved meslightly out of my reverie. Soon we were flying past thecoast of San Francisco, leaving the land masses behind andclimbing closer to the sun. Clouds piled up next to us, but webroke through, and the land of everlasting sunshine was allaround us. It is strange how down on earth we often pray forsunshine, even though it is actually always there. The sun’slight is continuously shining; only the clouds are betweenus and the light. And those clouds can be thick sometimes!11

Ilona Selke4With a thoughtful sigh I turned in my seat in theairplane, and Don looked at me inquisitively.“Oh, I’m just pondering the meaning of clouds,” I said tohim smiling, since I knew he would understand. We wereflying over the Pacific Ocean by now, and the cloud coverhad opened up for some breathtaking views of the cloudscapes beneath us.“Time must look like that from one perspective,” Ithought. Once we are above the time horizon we can seethe entire timescape. But from within the time picture itall looks sequential and linear. Why have we, as humans,not learned to rise above the time horizon occasionally andtake a bigger look at our present situation?Years earlier Don and I had inwardly and outwardlyasked for a time-travel machine. We figured that this wouldbe an exciting way of spending time. We could zoom backand forth between different dimensions of time and space.When we stumbled across the SE-5 we didn’t realize theconnection at first. The SE-5 is an instrument designed toread and balance subtle information fields. These fieldsof information surround everything like a blueprint, fromliving things to “solid” matter.Using this kind of instrumentation, tests were donefor the USDA to show how bugs were driven away from cornfields in the 1950s without the use of pesticides, simplyby sending information to the cornfields via a photograph.12

Living in a Holographic UniverseThe vital signs of an astronaut sent to the moon weremonitored even though he was thousands of miles away,and the instrument was not attached to him. The resultswere identical to NASA’s, which were taken via the usualmeans. A story was published in Mother-Earth-News,about a woman in Utah who grew large potato plants with extraordinary success utilizing the support of the SE-5.Years later we read about an experiment in which aman had used the SE-5 to communicate with dolphins incaptivity. The instrument is equipped with a computer, andthe researcher connected it to the dolphins’ environmentby dangling a cable in the water. He typed a question intothe computer and asked the dolphins to respond. He foundthey were eager to communicate. When, with the help ofthe SE-5, the researcher discovered that one of the dolphinswas pregnant, even the trainer was unnerved. “How didyou know that? We haven’t told anyone!” he declared.The dolphins also communicated their concern about howhumans are treating the environment and the negative spiralin which many humans are caught.This form of technology is obviously not mainstream. Itis made possible through the use of dimensions of subtlerrealities. And dolphins don’t need to be convinced of that!Later Don wrote a book about the wonders of the SE-5called Regaining Wholeness Through the Subtle Dimensions. His interests and abilities have always included somekind of technology. It was also the SE-5 that brought us tothe Psychotronic Conference, an exciting annual gatheringwhere many of the scientists who have left the mainstreamand are investigating “weird” sciences come together to13

Ilona Selkeexchange the latest information, thoughts, and ideas. Thisconference opens its doors to all scientists and interestedlay people and allows them to explore the subtle realms.About a year before this flight to Hawaii, the time hadcome for us to lecture at one of the Psychotronic Conferences. Prepared for an adventure, we drove to the conference in Sacramento and were delighted to rub shoulderswith others who had found a crack in the door of our normally stable-looking universe. Don and I both sharedour excitement over the possibilities of the SE-5 and the impact it had had.But as much as Don’s forte was dealing with technology,mine lay more in the realms of inner realities and psychological processes. I had studied various forms of therapyyears before, including breath work, body-centered psychotherapy techniques, Gestalt therapy, Hakomi method,neurolinguistic programming, and so on. None of it, however, had fulfilled my quest for real miracles. For almostsix months now I had been asking the universe to guide metoward some method that really, and I meant really, couldbring about changes. I wanted a key to the giant doorwayinto the secret dimensions of the universe.One afternoon at the conference we saw the announcement for a rather promising talk, “Enter the World of theHolographic Universe!”We sat down in the far upper left side of the auditorium,which had the feeling of an old Grecian amphitheater. Theair was full of murmuring and anticipation of yet anothergreat creative mind at play.14

Living in a Holographic Universe5Welcome to the holographic universe!” started ourspeaker. “Don’t take anything I tell you as THETRUTH. Test it for yourself; see if it works; and only thentake what you like best and use it in your daily life.“The universe functions holographically. What you carryin your inner mind reflects itself in the outer world. Pleasethink about that for a moment.”Splash!!! The bright red cherry juice I had been holdingin my hands dropped into my lap as I pondered his words.My sparkling white dress was now adorned with a giant,brilliant-red spot. I wondered for a moment about the deeperholographic meaning of this incident. What did I carry inmy mind to create such a graphic reflection?Whatever it was, I needed to wash up. Don could fill mein on the details later.I quietly slipped out of the auditorium and into the women’s bathroom. With the help of soap and water I was ableto wash out all the signs of this incident. Outside, the sunbeckoned to help dry my dress and provide some long-needed quiet time. I went outside and made myself comfortableon a hilly, grassy spot at the side of the building. Sun rayswere soon tickling my face, and I started drifting off, wondering what Don might be learning inside.Soon I felt my mind lifting out of the present situation.Sensations of flooding light rushed through my body. Theair smelled charged with energy and lifted my spirit. I15

Ilona Selkehad been laying in this state of appreciation for just a fewminutes, when in my mind’s eye I found myself listeningto a very different kind of speaker. I pretended that I was listening to the lecture, but here we were learning more bydoing and feeling rather than by words.I felt frustrated at being disturbed by the spilling of thejuice. Feelings of turmoil were churning in my stomach—Ifelt disturbed about being disturbed. Caught between thesefeelings, I suddenly imagined hearing our speaker suggesttaking the feelings outside of my body and talking to them.Well, sure, I could do this little exercise. Inwardly I giggledat my creative imagination.The feeling in my stomach was no less red than the brightjuice I had just spilled. I took this irregularly shaped feelingoutside myself and let it hover in midair. “Yes, the form ofthis feeling has just as much sense of Self as you do, andit likes being honored just the same,” said my imaginaryinner speaker. “Go ahead and ask it what it has been doingfor you,” he finished.Reluctantly I sent this question out toward the blob ofbright red. “Me? You are really talking to me?” the red blobasked. “Well,” the blob continued, “I wanted to make sureyou didn’t listen to any authority; that’s why I got you outof the auditorium.”Oh, I thought. Quite nice of this little fellow, just notwhat I really wanted!“Go deeper,” my speaker’s voice said. “Ask this imagewhat it REALLY wants.” All right, I did want to know, andso I sent the new question out to the red blob.It replied, “Well, what I really want is for you to d iscover16

Living in a Holographic Universethe most effective method of transformation, of inner creation and healing from within.”“Wonderful,” said my inner mentor. “All you have to asknow is how, if you had already discovered this most miraculous method of transformation, it wou

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