© Tom Lethbridge 1976 
We have talked about a considerable amount of differing subjects in this study. Much of it probably does not make sense to those who read it. However, it may be less difficult to those who read psychology, although I think that all the evidence is that we are dealing with a Superconscious  and not some obscure part of the subconscious mind.
All sorts of nonsense is attributed to this corner of the subconscious mind’s mischievous tricks with ouija boards and such like. But, if a human mind can be shown to exist on a higher level than the mind on earth, is there any reason to suppose that it might not amuse itself at the expense of minds which did not treat it with proper respect? When approached reasonably this unknown factor of mind is most serious and extremely exact. It is the method of approach which is at fault. If you treat a higher version of yourself as if it were an idiot child, what can you expect but ridicule?
It seems to me, although I am not of course really capable of giving an opinion, that this unknown quality of mind is really our own self on the next level of the Spiral of Evolution. It knows far more than we do because (its vibrational level being much higher) it does not have to use a brain to filter out everything, except such parts of its experience as are suitable to life on earth.
It lives in a timeless zone and can consider everything at leisure. It is far more our real self than we are in bodily life. Time being instantaneous to it, it knows the earthly future of its own projected self. Yet, owing to the fact that each whorl of the spiral extends further out than the one beneath, there is bound to be some distortion when its knowledge is transmitted to the whorl below. This is clear when we draw it out in diagrams.
This part of our mentality appears to live forever, yet there are at least two higher whorls on the spiral. The one above our own has no rate for death. Somehow the mind appears to move on from the timeless state and re-enter a world where time passes once more.
There is no need to bother about this here. Obviously we are not meant to do much about it, for we seem to be here to gather information which can be contemplated higher up. But the spiral shows us a great deal which should be comforting to those who worry about what happens to themselves or their friends when they die.
As I have said, the next whorl of the spiral is larger and extends further out than the one on which we live. Nearly all things which we know here are on it also. Blue is blue and gold is gold. But when people’s minds slip up on to the higher level, either by accident or by illness or in sleep, they not infrequently report looking down on their earthly bodies from a height of a few feet above and to one side of them.
The spiral explains this completely. Being on the higher whorl, the viewer is both above and to one side of his body. Until he reaches the second whorl, he is in his body. When he is somehow jerked on to the second whorl, he is then higher up and at one side. This is not strange, it is obvious when once you have found the clue.
Divination with the pendulum is one reasonably exact way of learning things about higher levels of vibrations that is of whorls on the spiral, which are known as planes of living. The pendulum itself is no more than a piece of apparatus. It is not something with a mind of its own, nor magical in any way.
It can be nothing more than a lump of chewing gum on a length of cotton. But the operator’s mind has control over what the pendulum shall do. It can tell it for instance that it will count ten years for every turn the pendulum makes when tuned in to the 30-inch rate for age and held over a given object. Or the mind can tell it to count one year for each turn and it will apparently do so.
This does not mean the whole operation is mental. As I write this my mind is telling my brain so to control my pen that it will write down such words as I wish it to do. But the pen is the necessary inanimate instrument for the writing. So is the pendulum for this form of divination.
With a pendulum you could learn what was happening to a spacecraft on the far side of a planet, as easily as you can find out what is happening to the inside of somebody’s body to whom you are linked in Australia. We have done this, checked it and know that it is quite simple. Why it happens is another matter and it needs much practical, scientific study to find out. 
We are still finding ancient beliefs, which appear to be correct. Telepathy exists, as hundreds had affirmed it did, and now we appear to find that the mental side of our being owes something to those blood relations of ours who died long ago. There was some sense in it when the Arabs hung the pedigrees of their horses round their beautiful necks.
It seems probable that far too little attention is given to this kind of thing. After all you do not expect a Suffolk Punch to sire the winner of the Grand National; or a poodle and a fox terrier to produce the winning collie at the sheepdog trials. Such things are known to be absurd. Why should man be an exception to this heredity?
With sheepdogs at any rate it is mental qualities which you are testing at the trials, as anyone must know who has watched these beautiful animals. Many a time, at anchor in a Highland loch, I have watched three or four dogs bring along hundreds of sheep from a whole rugged mountain face, perhaps two thousand feet high or more, and never miss one amid the gullies and boulders.
Don’t tell me that this skill is due to environment. It is the result of careful breeding over hundreds of years. The same must be true of human beings and could be studied without too much difficulty. My wife’s boat skill or my attempts at drawing appear to be direct memories from single individuals and nothing to do with a nebulous subhuman part. I think it must have a direct connection with individual minds on a higher and not a lower level. It is superconscious rather than subconscious.
Hereditary memory is private to you and not available to humanity at large. I do not really believe that anything of this sort can be the subconscious tribal memories postulated by psychologists. It is too individual for that and there is no apparent distinction between different grades of it.
Of course this could be used as an argument in favour of reincarnation. It may be your own memory from a former existence that you are tapping. But it does not look as if this is the right answer, because you can get these memories from more than one ancestor. My drawing appears to come from my father but the love of the Hebrides seems to come from my mother’s people. These attributes could not have come from a single individual ancestor.
All the way through an investigation of this kind, it is the small indications which we must look for. Slowly they will build up into a great whole.
The Buddhists have their Wheel of Life, which is similar to our compass rose of rates; although they do not seem to have got as far as the spiral. But the general idea seems to be much the same. They believe that the mind goes on developing until it is at last absorbed in the whole of Mind (Nirvana). I think much of this must have been guessing, for it seems unlikely that their thinkers could have risen many whorls in the spiral. Still it does not appear to differ to any great extent from what the pendulum is trying to tell us.
As indifferently explained and comparatively misunderstood in the West, the Doctrine of Nirvana does not seem particularly attractive to those with a Christian background. But examined more closely, it seems to make more sense than the celestial concert parties which we were brought up to expect in a future life.
The Buddhist quest for Nirvana was a highly developed idea. Life on earth was thought to be an unpleasant experience; but you had to endure it again and again, not necessarily perhaps on the earth whorl, until you improved your mind to such an extent that it could join up with the greater one. Although this is often translated as oblivion, that seems to be a most unlikely answer. The smaller mind is simply joined to a greater one and an increased sense of perfection and bliss could well result from the union as the Buddhists believe; but individuality remains.
A few people may think that their intelligence is perfect but the great majority know its limits and would welcome additions to it. Whether the Buddhist Nirvana is far higher still is a matter of guessing both for us and for them. However, I can see little at fault in the Buddhist theory as far as we are instructed by the pendulum. It might well be that Christianity would look much the same as Buddhism, if it were stripped of the barnacles of dogma, which have grown on its hull through the ages; but the barnacles have grown so thick that it is hard to see the ship inside.
The Lord Buddha probably never saw the sea and his doctrine, produced far away from it, was bound to be unsatisfactory in some directions. It did not account for the men who moved on what seemed to be a totally alien element. Christian, Moslem and Hebrew all knew the beauty and fear of the ocean. Not so the Buddhist and therefore he was condemned to an almost endless circle of boring lives.
No, there is not enough of the seaman ‘chancing his arm’ in Buddhism. I have quoted elsewhere the fine remark on this subject in the Orkneyinga Saga. When Sigurd, Earl of Orkney, asked his mother whether he should go to Dublin and fight in the war against the native Irish, she replied: ‘I would have raised thee in my wool-chest had I thought that thou shouldst live for ever.’ Sigurd went and did not return. But he won an honoured name in the process and perhaps his mother was consoled with that. My wife once said: ‘I can’t understand people who are always looking for security. Surely the whole point of life is to learn how to deal with insecurity.’
No real artist can ever be secure, for he knows that he can never create a perfect picture. Whatever he does he will see flaws in it. It was for this reason that the Moslems always used to put an error in the weaving of a rug. Allah would not like it to be perfect. Only Allah could make the perfect thing. I like this idea. Many of their ideas are good and their ancient literature shows a sense of humour far in advance of anything in contemporary medieval Europe.
Now the only faith you need in order to get to this stage of thinking is a belief that your observations from your own experiments are reasonably accurate. You do not start with somebody’s statement that God wishes you to do this or that. You collect observed fact, which appears to tell you what I have written now and from these facts you reason. To this extent you are far nearer to the scientific approach.
But the reasoning from what you have observed brings you closer to the faith of the religious people. What is the obvious conclusion that you are likely to draw? Surely it must be that somebody, long ago, worked all this out in a scientific manner and that much religious teaching today is the survival here and there of part of what was once knowledge.
 Source: final two chapters (12 & 13 pages 104-110) of the published writings of T.C. Lethbridge; The Power of the Pendulum; Routledge & Kegan Paul, London, 1976, ISBN 1-85063-003-8 published five years after Lethbridge’s death.
 'The human mind possesses an unconscious basement, full of black beetles and vermin, but it also possesses a superconscious attic, which is as much ‘above’ ordinary consciousness as the basement is below it…it is this ‘attic’ which is responsible for paranormal powers like telepathy, second sight and precognition.’ Colin Wilson’s summary of Aldous Huxley’s views in the epilogue to Aleister Crowley (page 163-166). [Ed]
 Source (from here): final chapter of The Power of the Pendulum by T.C. Lethbridge.