Chapter 1
Telepathy – My Experiences

My middle years were very busy with establishing my general practice, raising children, spending time with friends and family, and taking time out on the weekends. I was working in my garden on a quiet Sunday morning – my mind blank as I pulled out weeds and pruned – when a thought appeared from nowhere: Anna is coming to see me tomorrow morning. “Whaaat?” I thought. “Where did that come from?” Anna was one of my patients. The thought was so alien that it bothered me greatly. Eventually, I reassured myself that I had probably glimpsed her name in the appointment book for
Monday.
First thing on Monday morning, I checked the appointment book – nothing for Anna! Later in the morning, there she was in the waiting room for a walk-in appointment. But why? Anna had been flying a Cessna home from the Tablelands on Sunday morning when the engine failed. She made an emergency landing in a cane field, while I was in my garden. She was a bundle of nerves, hadn’t slept all night and needed some sedatives to calm her down. On the Sunday morning, I had received a mind-to-mind communication from her.
Two years ago, my house was on the market and was very slow to sell so I became well acquainted with the real estate agent. My gardening again was interrupted by thoughts of him, three times over a couple of hours.

I thought, “Why do I keep thinking about Mick, for heaven’s sake?” I discovered the reason when I checked my phone later; he had sent three text messages while I was out of ear shot in my very large garden. I was receiving a thought message from a person who was trying to contact me.
Broadcasting telepathic thoughts was something I had wondered about over the years. I occasionally thought of a patient I hadn’t seen for a long time. Within a day or two the person would show up saying that they weren’t sure why they had made the appointment, but felt they needed to see me. This was a little disturbing; was this telepathy or had we both independently remembered a previously agreed appointment for around that time?
In this next story, there is no doubt that I accidentally broadcast my thought to a friend.
My friend and I had dinner at her home and shared a bottle of wine. As we ate, we chatted about our families, friends and eventually about ESP. She was disappointed that she hadn’t ever had one of these interesting and fascinating experiences.
The next morning, I slept in and was running late for work. Slightly hungover, I struggled to get my soft, wobbly contact lenses to attach themselves to my eyeballs. First, I put them in the wrong eyes, then one of them turned itself inside out, then they both had bits of grit caught underneath. By the fifth attempt I was fuming, cursing and yelling inside my head, “These blasted contact lenses! I must ring the optometrist and make an appointment.” Within two minutes, the phone rang. “Oh great,” I thought. “Now I’m going to be even later for work!” When I picked up, my friend from the night before was on the line. She sounded very bewildered and confused

and said, “Is this the optometrist? I think I must make an appointment.” I said, “No, it’s me and you have just received a telepathic thought!”
My friend lives at least one kilometre away, at the bottom of a hill and around the corner from my street. I wasn’t talking out loud, using the telephone or semaphore but she picked up this thought about my contact lenses almost word- perfect. I wasn’t trying to send her a thought message; she received my thought via an unknown mechanism contrary to normal scientific laws. This was true telepathy!

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