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Adventures With Lem – Vol 4 “Destination Unknown”

…When I arrived at place Lem suggested in Elysian Park (34.080476″N, -118.233806″W) * I found him easily as he was near the footpath fading in and out from the side of the path to the center of the path.

“Hello! I simply cannot wait for you to show me this technique. Walking all over this city is giving me blisters!” The professor walked to where Lem was now waiting on the side of the footpath. “Let’s get to it! All I have to learn now is how to imagine the place I want to be right?”

“Yes, you must be very specific, so you don’t fade in someplace you don’t want to be. You will want to pick a place that is hidden from potential passers-by, so as not to shock other humans in the area.” Lem explained.

“Alright then. Someplace close by…” The professor looked around decided on a tree a few yards away. “So, I ‘slow’ my breath, imagine the place, and step through… is that it?”

“Yes. Remember to be specific, and don’t think of anything else.” Lem said.

“Okay then, here I go.” The professor held his breath, imagined the tree, started one foot forward very slowly and… he remembered that he forgot to brush his teeth this morning… put his foot down in… his bathroom!

“Oh snail tails! This is what Lem meant by not thinking of anything else.” The professor picked up his toothbrush and began brushing.

*   *   *

Lem blinked and teleported to the tree he thought the professor was trying for. The professor was gone. Just gone!

He must have thought of someplace else at the last moment! You’ve got to be kidding me! Thought Lem, Now what!? I don’t even know if he was remotely successful! He could have teleported off planet or to the bottom of the sea for all I know! Lem walked around the tree a few times just to make sure the professor really wasn’t there.

Lem tried not to think about the professor teleporting to someplace harmful, or worse yet, full of people. The council had rules about this sort of thing! Lem was definitely bending a few when it came to teaching this to a full-blooded human. He should have at least asked for permission first. He honestly didn’t think it would work. But it had! Now what would he do…

Lem would have to try to search for him somehow…

*   *   *

With nice clean teeth the professor tried again. He tried imagining the tree he was trying for in Elysian Park with as much detail as possible. He held the image in his mind and shut out all other thoughts. He held his breath, slowly moved his foot forward to take a step, began putting it down as the wind blew by him, and remembered he had to go to the lab in a few hours to finish reading a book that was due to the library the next day, and stepped right into the Silver Lake library!

He was completely disoriented.

I thought about my lab. How did I end up here? OOooohh… the book is from the library. Of course.

Luckily he was in the physics section, and no one was around.

He ran his fingers through his messy gray hair. He tried to calm his mind. I must focus! Just when he said that every horrible place he could imagine ran through his mind. The cave of spiders he encountered exploring in Costa Rica last year, The wood bridge he didn’t think he would get across high in the Swiss Alps, the hot sticky swamp where he was convinced he would be eaten by an alligator or bitten by a huge amazon snake. NO! He sighed. He needed to get a grip!

He thought about the tree. He pictured it calmly in his mind. He waited a long time to make sure he really had it. He became very calm. He almost felt like he was actually looking at the tree. He quickly held his breath and took one slow smooth step forward. The wind blasted him in the face, his foot touched down on the other side, and in front of him he saw the tree that was pictured in his mind exactly. He was startled as the imagined picture in his brain became real life.

“BENJAMIN! I thought I would never see you again! You could have ended up anywhere! The moon even! Where were you? What happened?” Lem practically shook with relief at the return of the professor.

“I took a few detours.” The professor replied as he polished his eyeglasses. “Just as I was leaving for the tree I remembered that I hadn’t brushed my teeth this morning and just like that I was in my bathroom! From there I found myself in the physics section of the Silver Lake library because at the last possible moment I remembered some reading I have to do before returning the book tomorrow. It was there that I realized how dangerous this time traveling business could be and I took more time to focus my image. After taking enough time with the image I was finally able to get back here to the tree! It’s all quite dizzying!” The professor took a deep breath when he finished his story.

“Yes, please take your time! It never occurred to me that it would come so easily to you. It can be dangerous, but more often a mistake is just inconvenient.” Lem told him. “Let’s practice a few more times and then I’ll take you somewhere more interesting.”

*You will be going to Chavez Ridge disk golf course. A beautiful course! You will be parking in the lot close to the first tee, so if you have the inclination bring your disks!

Adventures with Lem – Vol 3 “The Good Student”

The professor awoke the next morning feeling refreshed and exhilarated. He knew he had mastered the slow, deep breathing his new friend, Lem had instructed him in the day before. As he set out to meet Lem he felt clear-headed and centered. It was a remarkable new feeling for the scatterbrained professor!

“NO!” Lem looked down and a great sigh escaped him. He was clearly impressed with my natural learning ability. I just needed to breathe a little slower.

“Alright, alright my good friend. Slower still you say.” I calmed myself, and breathed so slowly I didn’t even know if I was actually breathing or not.

Lem’s head stretched out far from his shell. Was this deplorable human actually going to do it? His eyes got very wide. So close!

“NO!!!! No! No! No! Disgusting! An utter failure! I give up! I never should have started. What a waste of a day.” Lem turned his back and started into the bushes.

“Wait! I can do better! I’ve got it this time. If course. How silly of me. Once more now.” Lem looked back over his shoulder and stopped walking. I could tell he was tense with anticipation.

I centered myself, and slowed my breathing. I took a long slow deep breath in, and HELD it.

“That’s it! Don’t move! I can’t believe it!” Lem scrambled back out to me, his neck stretched so far out of his shell it looked as if he were going to climb right out of it. “Don’t. Move.”

I held my breath as long as I could. I started seeing stars. I had to breathe! Very slowly I exhaled, I tried to go so slow I didn’t notice but I had held my breath for so long I couldn’t help it!

“Wow. I never would have guessed you could actually do it!” Lem was stepping to the right, then back to the left as if he were looking for something. “Well, Alright! Next step! Allowing your mind to develop an image of the place you want to go.”

“Simple.” I said.

“Yes, much easier than the breathing. And then the moment of taking the step. Shall we try it?” Lem looked hopeful. “We’ll just do a small jump at first. Meet me in Elysian park and we’ll practice!” He faded out immediately, and I started walking to the park.

*   *   *

“Uncle Ben, where are WE going to go once I learn how to do it?” Thomas asked the professor.

“Let’s see now, I know I put the itinerary somewhere here…” He started unzipping and re-zipping and looking in all manner of pockets on his fishing vest and pants. “Ah yes, here we go.” He pulled out a crumpled blue sticky note and smoothed it out.

“First we’re going to a practice spot in southern Arizona. An old abandoned mining town. Lots of great places and old buildings to explore! Then some relaxation at a hot spring in New Mexico. There’s a great place nearby for practicing small jumps called City of Rocks. You’re going to love it!” He searched the messy writing for the next stop. “Oh yes, then Garden of the Gods in Colorado, and last we’re going to visit a friend of mine at N.O.R.A.D. The North American Aerospace Defense Command, at Cheyenne Mountain Air Force Station! A city inside a mountain! I am looking forward to that. No one even gets tours these days things are so locked down inside that mountain!” The professor crumpled the note back up and stuffed it into a pocket.

Thomas was amazed at the cool places his uncle was going to take him!

“So how did it feel when you finally did it!?” Thomas was very excited to get back to the story.

“Hmmm… A little tingly, and like a rush of air. As if a huge giant is blowing out a birthday candle, and you are the candle!” Thomas tried to imagine what that would be like. “And then all of a sudden *poof* you’re there!” His uncle finished.

“Did it take long to get it?” Thomas asked.

“Well, not too long.” The professor continued his story…

Adventures with Lem – Vol 2 “How To”

As The airplane taxied to it’s takeoff point Thomas had to interrupt.

“So wait, uncle Ben, how can a tortoise talk? Their mouths are completely different from ours.” Thomas took off his ‘ball-cap and itched his forehead.

“That was another peculiar thing. I was speaking normally to Lem, but when Lem spoke to me it was more like I was hearing him inside my head.”

“ESP!!?” Thomas exclaimed.

“Yes, I suppose that’s what it is. It’s hard to tell because it sounds just like he’s speaking regularly.” Ben replied. “After quite a bit of coaxing, Lem did agree to possibly tell me how the space/time traveling is done, and he told me how to get to his home. He made some joke about humans not being smart enough to grasp the concept and then, faded back out to meet me at his place.”

Thomas listened intently as his uncle continued to describe the most fantastic tale he’d ever heard.

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After my encounter with Lem I stood on the sidewalk dumbfound. I looked up Hyperion, and back to the bushes Lem had said he was aiming for. I couldn’t quite believe what had just happened. However, I was so interested in this new phenomenon I pushed past all disbelief in talking tortoises and focused on the space/time travel. I had studied quantum physics for years, and that is what I pondered as I made my way to Lem’s home. (34°06’57.9″N 118°16’18.0″W OR 34.116077, -118.271655)

*  *  *

Upon reaching my destination I quickly found the sandy area near some trees and bushes that Lem had told me to look for. Lem was there waiting for me.

“So how many time did you get lost then?” Lem asked.

“Oh, it was no problem at all. It was quite a long walk though!” I replied. “Teleportation sure would have been easier! Are all tortoises intelligent time/space travelers?”

“No, I am part of a magical race of tortoise. We are not from this noisy, over-populated human land. We only live here because we can time and space travel using PFS because of the physical laws of your world. Otherwise you wouldn’t ever catch me this close to… humans.” He spat the last word out of his mouth as if it tasted bad.

“So… do you think I could learn how to teleport using the uh…”

“Point Field Synchronizing.” He stared at me for a long moment. “I’m not sure. It requires a substantial slowing of your mind and body; something I RARELY see humans do.” Lem cocked his head to the side. He seemed to size me up, possibly deciding if I was up to the task or maybe just admiring my vest.

“How is it done?” I asked trying to get any kind of information from him.

“Hmmm… I guess I could tell you that much at least. You do seem to possess an underlying calm, and a patient demeanor. You seem to be slightly… different that other common humans.” He agreed. “The basis behind PFS travel is to slow your mind and body down to the speed of existence where everything in this world is flowing at the same rate. This is also the reason for the fading in and out. The slowing down process is gradual.

“I usually begin by slowing down my breathing. Making my breaths deeper, and inhaling and exhaling so slowly I can barely notice the change at all. The first attempt I made at PFS it took me almost 10 minutes just to slow my breath to that pace.

“Clearing your mind of thoughts, especially racing thoughts, is the next key. Turn off your brain’s constant analysis and contemplation of everything and just be your eyes. Very slowly envision in your mind’s eye the place you would like to end up. Try not to think thoughts or words about it, just allow it to come into your imagination.

“Once you have that down with the breathing the only other thing to do is physically move forward at an extremely slow pace. If you move too quickly at this point you may break the spell and have to start over, if you ever get to this point, that is. You only have to take half of one step and you will fade out, to take the rest of the step in the new place. Much like walking through a doorway from one room to the next.”

Nodding I replied, “So we have 1. Deepen and Slow the breathing. 2. Clear your mind and focus on the destination. and 3. Move your body forward at an extremely slow pace to step through space and time and end up at your destination.” I looked at Lem to make sure I had the steps correct.

“Yes, that’s it. I have to warn you, it is easier said than done by far. I think tonight you should just work on your breathing and see how that goes. Let’s meet back here tomorrow and see if there’s any hope of getting beyond just that.” Lem started to walk away under a bush and I concluded that our visit was over.

I straightened my pants and bid farewell to Lem for the day. As I walked to my lab and home away from home in California I thought about all the space and time experiments done by physicists throughout the years. If I could complete the tasks that Lem had set before me I could potentially change the face of space/time science forever.

I vowed to do my best to master the deep slow breathing tonight so we could move to the next lesson in the morning.

 

Writing Mega Update

So many projects, so little time…

Dream! – The ultra-short trilogy that I started last summer – will be concluding very shortly. I know how the story ends, I know where Dream ends up and I can easily get the coords to complete it. This story starts in Minnesota, goes to Seattle WA, and ends up in Beverly Hills CA. So many people will get a chance to see what geocachebooks.com is all about.

Lem’s Cross Country Time Travel Adventure – The serial story I started last summer – I need to dedicate some time to this story. It has so many cool parts to it, and it actually follows a road trip that I took from Los Angeles, CA to Burnsville, MN last fall. It was quite an adventure and I can’t wait to share it with you all via Lem! I am going to attempt to put out 1 volume per week and maybe that will get things rolling again.

Discovering Magic – the first full length geocaching book – Here’s the scoop, I had it “finished,” I was editing it with Matthew Karner, We got to the last 2-3 chapters and I realized that I had suffered from a serious case of horrible writing for the remainder of the book. It was a horrifying discovery! We finished the editing even though I knew I was probably just going to send those pages to a fiery death. I then spent 2 nights overhauling the entire last 3rd of the book. I love what happened, but the state that it is in right now is printed pages with scribbles and writing all over them and numbered events. The next step is to sit down and actually write it all out, and hope I’m not hit with another case of horrible writing!

The other thing is that I started reading it to my writing circle, and I have subtle but pervasive edits to make throughout the whole book now. They are really great notes and changes, and I am excited about the direction it’s going, but I am starting from the beginning AGAIN!

I just want this book to be great. I want it to stand on it’s own and be super interesting to my readers. I want it to be good whether you can go look for the coordinates or not. I am so excited for the over-arching story as well. I have some great mythology that I am excited to share and reveal to you all!!

So here’s the strategy: Write for at least one hour or more per day (I have a day job and 2 kiddos to look after as well, so we’ll see how this goes), complete one serial of Lem’s story per week, and just finish Dream already!! Finish it!

Thanks for reading everyone.

Sara

Adventures with Lem – Vol 1 “The Adventure Begins!”

Professor Benjamin R. Lewis, the Third took off his second shoe and dumped the contents into the little blue dish at airport security. Half a stick of gum, one small gold key, several tufts of cream colored cat hair, and a shoe lace emptied out as he shook it over the dish.

“Uncle Ben, the lace should go into the holes on your shoes, you know, to keep them on.” Thomas was worried that his uncle had really cracked this time.

“I am perfectly aware of how laces on shoes are supposed to work. I broke that lace last week. I bought the new lace, but haven’t had time to install it yet. I put it in the shoe for safe-keeping dear Thomas!” His uncle said with a wink and a messing of Thomas’ hair.

“Sir, is this your bag?” A security woman was walking their way with one of Benjamin’s bags.

“Yes, mam. That is indeed one of mine.” Benjamin replied.

“Are you aware that there are several small animal skeletons, three viles of what I can only assume is blood, and two of some yellow liquid?” She asked him in a serious tone.

“Yes, my specimens for my quantum lab in California. Those are the skeletons of possibly the only things that have ever traveled through a man-made wormhole. Of course, they didn’t survive, poor things, however we now have more questions than we did before – and that’s the name of the game!” He smiled at the security officer.

“I’m sorry sir, we’re going to have to confiscate the liquids at least. We can’t have unidentified viles of liquid like this on an airplane. I hope you understand.” She reached into the bag to get the viles.

“Actually, I have a certificate for those from my associate at N.A.S.A.” He reached into a pocket of the fishing vest he always wore. Coming up empty he tried another pocket. He smiled nervously at the officer and unzipped yet another pocket, and came up empty again.

Thomas stood quietly in his stocking feet with his white tray watching as his uncle reached inside the vest to another pocket, took everything out of that pocket and filled the little blue dish to over flowing. Random pills in baggies, a clothes pin, a half eaten granola bar and the stick of a long past eaten sucker.

The security officer sighed impatiently as he looked through more pockets and emptied more obscure items into the blue dish, which just fell off now because there was so much stuff piled into it.

“A HA! There we go!” He unfolded a crumpled sheet of paper, removed a cream colored fur ball and handed it to the woman.

Holding it by the very edge as if it were going to bite her, the officer looked it over. She got a sour look on her face. “Alright, thank you Professor Lewis. Have a safe trip.”

Thomas followed Benjamin as he walked through the security archway and the officer handed the bag to him.

“Many thanks mam. I understand the need for tight security measures what with the rat robot terrorists and the ESP machines people are carrying around with them these days.” Benjamin looked over his shoulder suspiciously and then smiled back at the woman as he and Thomas left the security screening area of the airport and made their way to the gate.

*  *  *

“Where are we meeting Lem? Are there any other tortoises like Lem? Are all tortoises like Lem? How much has he told you about how it’s done?” Breathless and fully aboard the aircraft, Thomas finally stopped and stared at me expectantly for the answers to twenty full minutes of questions.

Adjusting my spectacles and straightening my vest I sat down in my seat next to him. I buckled my seat belt properly and placed the novel I intended to read on my lap. Feeling situated I turned to him and started to explain how I had come to know my dear friend, Lem.

*     *     *

About a year ago, while traveling to do some research in Los Angeles, I was out for a walk and came across a small tortoise; although I didn’t really come across him. He appeared on the sidewalk a few yards in front of me as I was walking up Hyperion Avenue. ( 34N 6′ 6.1884″, 118W 16′ 23.7″ or Lat: 34.101719, Long: -118.273250) And by appeared I do mean, magically. He sort of faded in, and then looked over at me. He straightened his legs up and stuck out his neck; If a tortoise can express worry or shock he certainly did so upon realizing I saw him ‘appear,’ in my path. Upon seeing that I had indeed seen him he slowly shrunk back into his shell.

He waited there patiently for me to get to him, watching me the whole while. When I got to where he was, we were looking at each other intently and he said, “Fine, Hello. I’m sorry to have disturbed your walk, blah blah blah. I thought I was coming out a little to the left in those bushes there.” He looked a few feet off the sidewalk to a small cluster of bushes. Had he appeared in that cluster I would have never witnessed his materialization. I looked from the bushes, back at the tortoise in utter shock.

“You… YOU SPEAK?” I whispered as loudly as I dared down to the small reptile at my feet.

“Yes, I speak.” Can a tortoise look annoyed? “Most of us can. And most of us can Point Field Synchronize as well.” The tortoise sighed and looked up at me, expecting more questions I supposed.

The fact that he could speak and was fully capable of having an intelligent conversation sparked the most peculiar instinct in me and I crouched down and extended my hand to him, feeling awkward yet compelled to properly introduce myself.

“My name is Benjamin R. Lewis, the Third, how do you do?”

“My name is Lem. I do fine most days, thank you.” He just stood there, as I made the realization that he could not shake my hand and I felt quite foolish. Blushing I straightened up and smoothed my pants.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you. I don’t suppose you would explain to me how a tortoise can magically appear on a sidewalk in Los Angeles would you?” I adjusted my glasses. “I am a professor of physics at the University of Minnesota. I’m here in L.A. doing some research for my quantum lab. I would be highly interested in how it is you were able to do that.” I waited anxiously for his answer hoping he would let me in on the secret.

 

Curtis Lemansky Lem Lemonhead

What does Curtis Lemansky have to do with geocaching?? Not much, unless you’re a time-traveling tortoise!

In two weeks, October 13th or 14th 2013, I will be embarking on a road trip. But this is not just any road trip. On this road trip I will not be traveling by car, or train or airplane. I will be time-traveling with a friend’s tortoise, Lem.

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You also didn’t know that tortoise can time-travel? I didn’t either until I met Lem. (Too bad Curtis Lemansky can’t travel/escape this way!) Lem introduced me to meditative time travel. This is not astral projection, this is real time travel! Everyone knows that tortoise are amazing creatures capable of living as long as a human, and many much more than that! Among their long-kept secrets is their method of getting from one area of the globe to the other. Walking or crawling is just not enough most of the time. So, they time travel of course!

So what exactly is this Meditative Time travel Lem has introduced me to? It turns out that being slow might be the fastest thing of all! Slowing your physcial pace as well as your mind to that of the energy of the Earth itself – and then suddenly where becomes when and when becomes where – complete time/space continuity!

They call it Point Field Synchronicity, PFS for short.

Lem and I will be PFS-ing all over the mid and south west; taking all of you along with us for the ride and we are very excited!

Stay tuned for updates – coordinates TBD!! Post scheduled to start Oct 13th! :)

Have a great day!

Epic Roadtrip! + story simmering

I am in the process of planning a pretty awesome 10 day road trip mid-October.

I will be traveling the southwest and mid-west. Planned stops in Arizona, New Mexico, and possibly Colorado. And of course everything in between.

I will have an over abundance of opportunities to grab GPS points and create stories! So I am planning an overall short story to encompass the trip.

Tortoises.

Yes, I have decided on tortoises as the magical creature to take us on this epic adventure. They can time travel, after all. You didn’t know that? Well then I highly suggest you join me on this adventure and stay tuned for all the exciting things that await us!

Day 3 in Seattle, WA Geocaching

Good morning!

It’s day three for us in Seattle, WA. We are having a great time. Day 1 we visited Madison Park, which is a really cute community garden, and Washington Park which is home to Japanese gardens and lots of tree-lined paths and cool things to see. (Pictures to come.)

I finished the second ultra short story of the Dream trilogy! She’s almost home! :) If you’d like to read her tale sign up on the home page with your name and email and I will send it straight to your inbox.

Day 2 was spent with over 3000 fellow geocachers enjoying everything geocaching and promoting our books/stories. I talked with so many interesting people. I met fellow authors, and several teachers who were very interested in these books and this concept. :) I learned that there is also a large population out there that would love to see a full length adult fiction book published. I’ll get right on cloning myself so I can get all these cool things created for you all!

So here we are on Day 3. Off to Woodland Park, suggested to me by Norman King, to get around 7-10 coordinate points for a full length book for Seattle. Maybe by this time next year I will be selling at this Groundspeak event instead of merely promoting!

Thanks to a very special and creative geocacher I also have a new concept for these books. You’ll have to stay tuned to find out what it is but it opens up a whole new world for this type of book getting into the hands of kids everywhere!

Sign up on the home page to get Dream 1, 2, and very soon to come the conclusion, Dream 3 – which ends in Los Angeles at one of my favorite sights.

National Geocaching Day is Coming!

National Geocaching Day is August 17th at Groundspeak Headquarters in Seattle WA.

Are you planning on being there? If so leave a comment below and be sure to stop by our tent among the vendors.

We have cool postcards, key chain flashlights, and you can enter to win a signed copy of the first book!

My daughter and my mom will be with me helping to run the booth. We are very excited!! I also can’t wait to see the winning entries for the Geocaching International Film Festival. We will have our own entry up and running on my computer in the booth. Come on by and take a look!

We are getting in early on Friday, and staying until Sunday afternoon so there will be plenty of extra time to visit parks in the area.

I am working on another free short story, Dream 3 – The Conclusion, which will happen in Seattle. I am writing the story right now and I will set coordinates the day we fly in. I hope they have a lot of paper in the business office at the hotel because I want to make these stories available to those who stop by the booth that day!

Remember there is already one short story available for you to read and see what this new genre is all about. Simply sign up on the homepage HERE - there will be several short stories over time. We are working on another one in Minnesota, and then I want to get started on one for Los Angeles right away! Signing up on the home page ensures that you will get the download links as they come out and stay up to date on everything we’re working on over here!