I still keeping a very open mind about dowsing, mainly because we do not know the full capabilities of the human brain, psyche and body. However, the capabilities of certain dowsers may be suspect.
Every so often, I'm called in to an "unproductive" dig site without much prior information. When I rolled up to this site in my truck full of detectors and other electronic gear, I was told that the landowner had detected (with 2 L-rods
) some gold under his floor. He had shut down the shop and broken through the cement in search of the indicated target.
There I was in front of a hole, surrounded by landowner, his family and friends and curious clan members, all expecting me to validate and vindicate the landowner's dowsing abilities. With ever sentence uttered by the dowser-landowner, the crowd would chorus "Yes!" and "Correct!" in the Malay language.
I politely asked the landowner how he was so sure there was gold there, and immediately noticed angry looks and frowns appear in the crowd. I may have just doubtfully questioned their messiah! The landowner looked at me in the eye and said that it was because he could make the L-rods turn to any gold object in the vicinity and while he had yet to find any gold in that hole, he just wanted me to pinpoint the exact location of the gold, as there may be "other forces in the hole" which were disrupting his powers and moving the target. Hooboy! I noticed several members of the crowd muttering among themselves. The crowd could turn into a kaffir-lynching mob if I were to detect the hole and find nothing.
Thinking fast, I strapped on a headlamp and popped down for a look. There was nothing there but naturally-occurring soil horizons. The crowd would not like to hear that. Emerging from the hole, I felt the weight of many pairs of eyes on me. I had to say something to get me out of that place. Turning to the landowner and dusting myself off, I told him that maybe, just MAYBE he had dowsed fine gold particles in the soil, and my detectors were not capable of picking up individual fine particles of gold. Smiles appeared all around, and I saw relief in the landowner's face as he shook my hand. As I excused myself and walked out of the shop, a voice in the crowd said, "Tunggu apa lagi? Bawalah dulang!" (What are you waiting for? Bring the gold pans!). I wonder if they're still panning away today? :
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