ok, here's a story that i have to tell, about what happened to me last night---but first the background:
first, i have to say that i did not believe in the whole orgonite thing right away; i had to think about it for a year before i finally committed to trying it out. i had huge doubts, not all of which i've been able to shake, & there was some inertia that had to be overcome before i was ready to take on 'gifting'. i spent a lot of the time asking myself why i was bothering, how could i be sure i wasn't wasting my time, was there actually anything to this?
at the very least, i told myself, if i'm just spinning my wheels then at least i'm being harmless & i think i'm doing some good.
the whole 'dolphin'-issue was something that i didn't like very much, either. i had/have HUGE doubts about the whole thing. even seeing pictures on this site of people on boats handing TB's over to dolphins wasn't enough to completely convince me. i'm still not 100%, but something happened that's kinda shaken me up & i'm still sorting out how i feel about it.
for the past few weeks, i'd been feeling prompted to make a batch of TB's with the last of some resin given to me by a friend; i've covered my town already & everywhere i can get to, so there's been a loss of impetus to go out gifting, but the promptings were enough to motivate me so i poured off the last of the resin----which was totally gloopy & thick, barely useable----& made some TB's without any plan of what to do with them.
i'd also been hearing mentions of dolphins everywhere (TV, radio, overheard conversations, etc) so i figured i was supposed to go dump some more orgonite in the bay.
i have hated doing this in the past. i was convinced there was no way there would be any dolphins in this close, in these poisoned waters (thanks, Georgia-Pacific & mercury) with boats everywhere & i was positive i was pouring money straight into the bay. i was convinced i was wasting my time but did it anyway, on the remote chance that it might actually help even though i didn't believe in it.
last night i'm working on my computer & starting to think about going to bed; the sun was coming up & it was a late night for me, but all of a sudden out of nowhere i get the little inner voice yelling at me that it's time to take the orgonite down to the water. i did not want to go. i wanted to finish up on the computer & then hit the sack, but the little inner voice wouldn't let me. uggh. i loaded up my pack, brought the succour-punch & pushed my bike out into the night.
i got to the waterside & there were people walking around, unloading trucks, doing morning work-things; there were boats floating in the harbor too & i was pretty sure somebody close by was watching me. luckily i had a breadroll leftover in the bag with the TB's, so i broke it up into pieces slowly & theatrically throwing them onto the water until i was sure that i'd satisfied any observer's curiousity. then, as i'm looking at the bits of bread floating on the water, two little dolphins shoot past right up at the surface, doing a little tuck-n-roll right there where i was looking.
so i dumped a few handfuls of TB's into the drink, thanked the dolphins for letting me see them, & split in a hurry.
swear to god i'm not making this up.
admittedly, i could explain it all away as a series of interesting coincidences, but ultimately the fact remains that these things happened, in this order, & they mean whatever they mean. i hope i was able to help somebody out by it.
& that's my story.