Body Dowsing the Twitches
According to George Ivanovich Gurdjieff, he could read people’s thoughts by holding both their hands.
I thought this ability was amazing, not realizing at the time (early 1970s) how easy it is … or that I would earn my living doing it.
Instead of “reading” someone’s hands, I switched to the feet because it’s ten times easier using the feet, especially when continuously turning both feet in a “figure eight” infinity pattern.
However, when explaining this to many people, they get confused.
Here’s the good news. Just hold someone’s feet while you ask them personal questions.
If they have an “issue” with a man, their left foot will react.
If they have an “issue” with a woman, their right foot will react.
Sample questions …
“Have you seen your ex-wife lately?” If the right foot twitches, you have a trauma with her.
“Is your son in college now?” If the left foot twitches, you have a trauma with him.
“Do you like your new teacher?” If the left foot twitches, you have a trauma with your new male teacher, and if the right foot twitches, you have a trauma with your new female teacher.
“How are you feeling?” If the left foot twitches, a man is involved in you feeling less than good, and if the right foot twitches, a woman is involved in you feeling less than good.
You can hold the hands and do the same thing. The muscles in the hands twitch less than those in the feet, so it takes more experience.
Experience means, “Practice, practice, practice.”
The night before my fifth wife dumped me for another man, I held her hands while talking to her.
I pretended it was a gesture of rapport, but I was really covertly Body Dowsing her.
Whenever the subject was about me, her left hand twitched, so I knew our marriage was in serious trouble.
The next day dawned, and I left for work while she was in the shower.
Before the health food store I managed opened, I Body Dowsed one of my employees.
Her issues reminded of mine, so I hurried home immediately after opening the store.
I caught her and her new guy moving all of her belongings out of our apartment.
A fist fight ensued on our front porch while my wife ran up and down the street yelling, “Help! Help!”
Hey, I’m a really talented Body Dowser, but I’m still working on my equanimity.
But I’ve made a lot of progress since back then in the 1990s.
(To Be Continued)