Parapsychologist Rex Stanford developed ideas about how psi abilities can be used in everyday life, not just the laboratory. He called it PMIR, psi mediated instrumental response. We pick up information about where to go without knowing the source.
These two stories illustrate PMIR in action.
The mother of six-year-old Ruth went into town to shop, when she suddenly had the feeling that she must return home. “Where’s Ruth?” she demanded of the babysitter. “She’s at Ann’s.” Ann was her six-year-old playmate. The mother rushed over to Ann’s house, but Ann’s mother thought she was at Ruth’s! On autopilot, Ruth’s mother drove down the street, over the railroad track, parked, ran through a gate, up a little hill, and down to an old quarry now filled with water. There at the edge sat both children with their shoes off ready to go wading. Had they stepped into the water, they likely would’ve drowned because the sides of that old quarry were very deep. Ruth’s mother acted upon, and was guided by, some instinct that she couldn’t explain.
When I (Dr. BB) was eight or nine years old, my father quit his job as manager of a dime store to buy and sell cattle in the farming communities surrounding Cleveland, Ohio. He knew I desperately needed a dog, and one day he brought home a six-week-old puppy, black with tan and white splotches, who liked to chew on trees. I named him Snapper, and we became best buddies.
One day, Snapper disappeared. I became frightened and asked my mother where he was. She didn’t know and suggested I go to the police station near my elementary school.
I rode my bike the usual route to school, cut across the playground, crossed the big street, and pushed the bike up the stairs and the long walk to the front of the police station. A man in uniform sat behind the large entrance desk. He shook his head, “Sorry, son, we haven’t seen your dog.”
Tears flooded my eyes as I left. I wasn’t paying attention to where I was going. I went down the stairs. Instead of recrossing the big street, I mistakenly rode on the sidewalk on the right side of the street. Sobbing, sobbing, sobbing, I looked up and coming toward me was a black dog walking in Snapper’s sideways style. Could it be? Could it be? Yes! It was Snapper! He was casually happy to see me, jumping up on my legs, letting me pet his head. He seemed to be asking me why I’d taken so long to find him.
Psychologist and parapsychologist Dr. Jim Carpenter has further developed Stanford's ideas with his First Sight Theory. To listen to Jim discuss this theory please click here.
Carpenter, J (2012) First Sight. Rowan and Littlefield