Thank you!

After reading the comments and emails I received on my last post,  I see that Hilda’s presence is still strong and her message still strikes a chord.

So, here is another story I thought you might enjoy.

I was a teenager when I first met Hilda in 1971.

Fast forward to 2006. I got an idea for a book while in meditation preparing for a workshop.  The idea was to create a book of Hilda stories collected from the people who were her students.

The only problem was that I was no longer in touch with any of those people.

So I decided to set up a webpage for people to come to and leave their stories.  In the process of setting up the page, I inserted a code to reduce spam.

I’m sure you’ve seen this many times. The code displays a sequence of funny looking letters that you have to type into a form to determine that you are a real person being added to the list. 

I hesitated to place this code on the page because, since the code words are randomly chosen, many of the words that typically show up for the visitor to type are negative, unwanted, and do not match the vibration I wanted for the website.  And since I am so sensitive to the vibration of words I tripped over this a bit.

In the end, I decided it was more important to have the code than not to, so I inserted it.

To my amazement, the first code word that came up was “tabla.” 

I blinked my eyes.  “Tabla?”

I had never seen a word like this come up as a code word before.  I checked my dictionary to see if “tabla” was also the name of something mundane like an airplane part or a decongestant spray. 

Nope.

All it said was “A small hand drum from India.” 

Okay, Hilda.  I see.   You are behind this idea, aren’t you? 

I worked some more and got a couple of mundane code words popping up as I tested the page.  I went back into doubt.  “Oh that was just a coincidence.  Maybe I shouldn’t bother with this project.  After all, … blah blah blah ….(all my little-self excuses)."

The next code word that showed on my screen was “swami.”

“Swami!” 

I have never seen a word like that show up in the computer program before!  Ok Hilda!  I see!

The very next word was “anoint.”  I thought I’d better see what the dictionary definition of anoint was.  “To choose by or as if by divine intervention.”

Okay, Okay, I get it.  Move forward with the project.

Well, I set up the page and got distracted by other things for a few weeks.  It sat quietly without a visitor. 

Since no one was finding the page, I sat down to compose a letter asking people for their Hilda stories.  When I went to the page to check it, I had completely forgotten about this code word episode.  As the page opened, there was the code word.  Oh yeah!  Let’s see what it is this time. “Intone.”  Hmmm  Just to be sure, I looked it up.  “To recite in a chanting voice.”

About a week later it came to my attention that the idea for this project occurred to me within days of what would have been Hilda’s 100th Birthday.  

Well, I never did collect the stories for the book so, if you were a student of Hilda’s, feel free to leave your story as a comment on this post.  Who knows?  Maybe the book is still composing itself in the ethers.

And, if nothing else, this story of spirit-permeating-technology can certainly assure you that no matter how we evolve, and no matter what type of tools we may use, the message of spirit can still come through in ways that will knock your socks off.

With Love and Appreciation,
Rebbie

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