Cayce, Edgar - Dancing brooms and table lifting
Type of Spiritual Experience
The observation is not for Edgar Cayce but his grandpa, but for convenience I have grouped it with Edgar to show where his inherited genes came from
A description of the experience
Edgar Cayce – Joseph Millard
Grampa was what some men called out-and-out strange. For one thing, he was a dowser of note in the county. Neighbours were forever coming over to the farm to ask Grampa to find out where to sink a well for the easiest and best water. Sometimes, he would take the boy (Edgar) along on these expeditions.
Along the way Grampa would stop, cut a slim fork of witch hazel, and trim off the leaves. When he got to the place where a well was wanted, he would grip the two forks of the witch hazel, holding it in front of his chest, with the stump of the main branch pointing straight ahead. Then, with Edgar running breathlessly beside him and the men pacing close, he would begin to walk back and forth.
Presently he would cry, "Hold it now boys, I think I'm beginning to get something."
He would move more slowly and cautiously until Edgar could actually see the witch hazel quivering and jerking downward. Grampa would tell them to dig right there, and invariably, the men found good water, close to the surface and in ample supply.
Grampa could do other, even stranger things. One of Edgar's earliest memories was of Grampa putting his fingertips lightly on the top of a heavy table and somehow making that table rise straight up in the air. He would stand and stare at the broom in the corner for a minute, and the broom would suddenly stand up straight and dance around the room with no one even near it.
These things both fascinated and frightened Edgar. "How do you do it, Grampa?" he would cry. "What makes it happen? Could I do it if you showed me how?"
"I don't know what the power is, boy," Grampa would say, "but don't fool with it."
In his younger days, Grampa had sometimes done tricks like that at parties. Gradually, he grew more reluctant until at last, while Edgar was still very young, he stopped altogether. "Whatever it is that does those things is something too big to just be frittered away on idle amusement. I don't know why the power was given to me, but I'll not mock it again."