The Art of Losing in Grace
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I’ve never won nor lost a contest because I’ve never entered any before in my life.
That was until Robert Bigelow’s consciousness contest in January of 2021. A contest that looked for the best available evidence for the Survival of Human Consciousness after Permanent Bodily Death.
Thirteen hundred applications flooded in worldwide. Less than fifteen percent of said applicants were given the go-ahead to submit a 25,000-word essay to provide such evidence. Two hundred and five essays were submitted by the deadline of August 20th, 2021. The winners of a 1.5 million dollar prize money were notified on November 1st as were the non-winners. I was in the latter group.
It’s taken me a day and a half to emotionally process the loss or the learning lessons. From the moment of essay delivery, I felt within my soul the divine alignment of a win. Even my intuitive sisters and family members felt the same. It was all in divine alignment. Then by the last-minute replacement of one word in the essay question, the timelines shifted.
January 2021:
What is the best available evidence for the Survival of Human Consciousness after Permanent Bodily Death?
November 1st, 2021:
What is the best scientific evidence for the Survival of Human Consciousness after Permanent Bodily Death?
The Bigelow Institute revealed the winners this morning here, with over seventy percent of the twenty-nine winners being doctors. I did a quick skim and googling of the names to see that four out of the twenty-nine winners were women. With less than twenty percent of the winners being POC. Most, if not all of the winners were experts in their fields with over fifteen to twenty-plus years of research in consciousness studies.
As a non-doctorate, female person of color with less than seven years of consciousness studies under my belt, I can see the glaring disparity. With that being said, I am beyond honored to be alongside the names of Jeffrey Mishlove Ph.D. and Leo Ruickbie Ph.D. To compete with the world’s top thinkers makes me feel, wow. If wow was an emotion.
Being that this was the first contest I’ve ever entered into and was accepted as a qualified candidate felt magical. To compete in the…
