++MANIFESTATION EXPERIMENT++letting go of a reltionship++ ++september 2004++ IN LATE 2003 I ABRUPTLY SEPERATED WITH A JAPANESE GIRL I HAD MET IN ICELAND, AND HAD STRONG FEELINGS TOWARD. I thought she was "the one", but the split-up was ugly, and it took me a long time to get over her. In fact, even some six or eight months later I was still feeling occasional pangs of regret, and it got to the stage that I eventually (September 2004) decided to use Feng Shui to bring the issue to some sort of closure. Of course, you must remember that "closure" does not mean the issue ends -- it could mean that one stage of the "issue" at hand is closed, allowing new energy in, to activate the next stage. I kind of like the idea that things have to "die" in order to be recycled and then to progress to the next level. You have to be willing to "destroy the past" to allow the past to continue to live, as paradoxical as that sounds. Now, at this time I was travelling through northern Australia, true spiritual country, and I was staying with my parents at the beautiful Carnavon Gorge. I thought to myself: can I use Feng Shui magic to end this despair, and usher in a new phase of my life? I remembered that in Feng Shui, adherents are advised to throw away objects and items which tie them to the past, and perpetutate past miseries. "Clear the clutter", that's the Feng Shui ideology. I possessed a number of items and objects linking me to the Japanese girl I had met in Iceland, and I decided it would be best, from a Feng Shui point of view, to part with them. I made this decision reluctantly, because they held enormous sentimenal value -- they were trophies of my love affair, even though to look at them caused me pain and despair. Nonetheless, I decided -- I have to get rid of them, end their energetic connection, recycle them back into the Universal Chi. They had to be destroyed. That was my decision, in the secluded ancient gum tree canyons of Carnavon Gorge, in the Central Highlands of Queensland, Australia. In some way the spirit of the failed relationship had to be set free, and this was the perfect place to do it -- here amidst the ghosts of the Australian Aboriginal Dreamtime. 2+++ ONE OF MY MOST TREASURED SOUVENIRS OF THE RELATIONSHIP WAS A PIECE OF PAPERSHE GAVE ME WHEN I MET HER IN THE REYKJAVIK YOUTH HOSTEL, LISTING HER CONTACT DETAILS. I wanted to keep it in case I needed to get in contact with her again, and because I thought it was so cool that we had met in Iceland, one of my favorite countries and one of the most magical places in the world. It was -- almost -- as good as having an Icelandic girlfriend! I always carried around this shabby piece of paper in my pocket. I decided: this piece of paper, symbolising all of the pent-up and stagnating energy of the failed relationship, would be a prime candidate for recycling back into the Universal Chi. I decided to return the piece of paper, and the energy it contained, to the soil. 3+++ THE SAME DAY I WAS WALKING THROUGH THE NATIONAL PARK AT CARNAVON GORGE WHEN WE HAPPENED UPON AN ANCIENT ABORIGINAL ART GALLERY, PAINTED ON TO THE IMPOSING SANDSTONE. The art styles and motifs indicate that the area was occupied by people closely associated with the Bidjara tribe, people of the headwaters of the Warrego River. The area was reputed to be an Aboriginal burial site, a place where deceased spirits were taken from the physical world, and ushered to the next stage of their spiritual evolution. It might have been against the anti-litter rules of the national park, but I decided to ditch my little sentimental piece of paper there, in a crack under the roots of a tree, in this sacred site of Aboriginal Australia. I had the feeling as I disposed of the paper, that the Aboriginal spirit custodians of the site were helping me, taking the stagnant Chi energy I had offered them, recycling it into the Dreamtime vortexes. And it was such a beautiful site! The spirit of my failed relationship would find eternal repose here, in these beautiful sun-drenched forests, populated by kangaroos and showy birds. Once I disposed of my piece of paper, I felt a tremendous burden lifted from my shoulders. The following night, I had a dream about the Japanese girl I had met in Iceland which resurfaced some of the pain of the break-up in a way I had never experienced before. I thought at first: my little Feng Shui energy clearance trick had failed. I still felt bad about her leaving me. But here is the climax of the story: two weeks later I returned to Japan, and turned on my mobile phone (which I had carried to Australia, but which only works in Japan.) As I checked my messages, I found one from the Japanese girl I had met in Iceland. She said she missed me (it was the first time she had called me since we had broken up.) She said she wanted to get back together with me. The break-up and all its pain was over. Feng Shui brought us back together. Perhaps that piece of paper listing her contact details which I "recycled" into the Australian bush was the very thing preventing us from resuming contact! The whole experience was a valuable lesson for me in understanding the unlimited power of Feng Shui. For more unorthodox Feng Shui experiments and how they worked out, click here.