LET ME ASSURE the reader, I understand that it is hard for him
to believe or comprehend the things I do unless he experiences
them himself. Because they have been happening to me ever since
I was a small child, I sometimes forget that I can't just talk
about them and expect people to believe me. These events are so
mingled with my personality and my beliefs that it's not difficult
for me to accept them any more. If I could go to every person's
living room to talk and demonstrate these energies in front of
him, it would be the easiest thing in the world to convince people.
But I'm only one person. I'm trying to pass my knowledge on through
a book or a record, or through radio or television, or through
the scientific publications, and I'm not sure it comes across
as well as I hope it will.
It's almost as if a person came to me and said: "Listen,
I saw a dog yesterday playing a harmonica." I would say:
"Come on now, I don't believe that." But if I saw the
dog in front of me with a harmonica, playing a tune, then I would
have to believe it. I would of course be very skeptical and check
first: "Wait a minute. Is that a real dog? Is there a hidden
harmonica, and is somebody else playing the tune? Is there a hi-fi
set rigged somewhere inside the dog? What kind of harmonica is
that, and what kind of dentistry did the dog have to enable it
to play?" But if I checked all these things and had experts
check them, and if I personally inspected the dog's mouth, felt
the vibrations on the harmonica as it played directly in the mouth,
and took the harmonica apart and made sure that there was no solid-state
amplifier or tape inside it, then I would have to admit that it
was real. Even then, I'd be a little wary.
But if I just read about it in a newspaper or a magazine or a
book, I would have a tough time believing it. So I understand
how a reader must feel when he reads my story. I can't expect
him just to take my word for it. In my case, it's a phenomenon,
and it's very controversial. I think it's important in this book
to describe what is happening on the scientific side, under strictly
controlled conditions, where trickery can play no part. And I
think it's also important to show how the events have affected
others besides myself and to present all the evidence, both from
skeptical scientists and from ordinary people, that verifies the
What happened in England at the end of 1973 was strong evidence,
because there was no possible way I could have faked anything
even if I had wanted to. I am so convinced that there are great
energies within us and above us we haven't even tapped yet that
I want to explore them with others and help people reaise they
are there. I have other thoughts, too, about intelligences outside
ourselves. And the more I can demonstrate these things, even though
they might seem trivial and simple, the clearer I can make the
deeper thoughts. Enormous energies exist within us. It's important
to help people reaise this.
The letter from the scientific consultant in England
was startling because it demonstrated an impact that went even
beyond what had happened in the many homes throughout England.
His letter began calmly enough with general greetings and mention
of my visit in England with him earlier. Then he came to the point:
"The aftermath of your rather meteoric visit to London has
been an extraordinary psycho-sociological event to observe. At
this stage, your name is a very distinct signature indeed in Britain's
consciousness, and that such a thing could happen in a mere 48-hour
time-span would have been predicted by few, if any, of us. No
doubt you have many of the clippings and magazine articles. I
myself, however, have been specifically concerned and interested
by the impact of your visit on both the scientific and the policy-making
level of the scientific and media communities."
"Throughout all levels, there has been a variety of interesting
responses. As usual, there are the skeptics and the magicians-seeing
them line up on the same bill, so to speak, makes one wonder if
in the future the majority of skeptical scientists might not be
more accurately regarded as really being threatened magicians!"
"There have, however, been many more interesting responses,
and these merit more attention and consideration. Perhaps the
most dramatic of these has been the strong words I heard (from
a source I don't wish to name as yet) to the effect that you may
never again be allowed to broadcast live in Britain! Why?
Because it seems that a number of very strange things happened
to several important timing and radio transmission devices in
Britain during your BBC broadcast. These devices were, it seems,
all knocked out simultaneously while you were on the air."
I italicize those words because they were really a shock to
"The story I was told simultaneously with this involves a
multi-million pound ( £ ) project, in the area of 'brain
research', shall we say, and it seems so fantastic that I will
have to check further in it before saying more. I will say however
that the people involved have some rather interesting ideas about
you. In discussing their reaction to your appearance, it seems
that the simultaneous breakdown of important equipment is regarded
as significant and a potential danger to the national security
This went far beyond the things that had happened in homes throughout
the British Isles, unusual as they were. I had experienced something
similar earlier, so it did not come as a complete shock: When
I was doing tests at the Stanford Research Institute in Menlo
Park, California, it was rumored that the computers at a military
project in the same building had gone haywire. This had never
been fully confirmed, but it went through my mind as I read the
letter from London.
From what I can tell about these energies, they always work for
the good. I have never tried to do anything harmful with them
and don't intend to, but the feeling I get is that they could
never be used for bad ends or to create danger for others. That
may have a Pollyanna sound, but I'm convinced it is true. I once
tried to use the energy when I was in Las Vegas, and it wouldn't
work at all. Not that such a use would be harmful, but it wouldn't
really be honest. Whatever had happened in England, I am sure
that it was not dam-aging. Of course, I don't know what other
things have happened that I've never heard about.
It is almost as if these intelligences or energy forces or powers--whatever
they are--are clowns out in the universe. They often do things
I don't expect at all. When I am demonstrating and concentrating
on a piece of metal, for instance, they are controlled. But things
sometimes happen that seem silly.
I fly all over the world, and nothing ever happens to the planes.
I'm as happy about that as the pilots are. But on three occasions,
the film projectors in Boeing 747s simply let loose and spilled
the film from their reels. Sometimes an ashtray will suddenly
lift off a table and will next be seen dropping on the floor on
the other side of a room. I know how ridiculous this sounds to
someone who has never seen it happen in front of his own eyes.
The news about the effect of the BBC broadcast on important secret
work aroused my curiosity, but there was nothing I could do to
find out more about it. There were some rumors that the computers
at the British Ministry of Defense had gone haywire during the
broad-casts, but again this was not confirmed. I reaised of course
that, if anything like this were to happen, it could create a
difficult situation. That was something I had no desire to do,
which is one of the reasons why I want to do everything in the
open. I do not want to work secretly with any government. I believe
very much in the power of love and in people everywhere. I also
believe completely in God, even though I don't observe any formal
religious practice of any kind. And I believe very much that we
must have peace in this world if we are to survive.
The letter from my friend in London had some other interesting
things to say. He had talked with Professor David Bohm of the
Department of Physics at Birkbeck College of the University of
London, a famous physicist who had worked with Einstein in the
l950s, and also with Niels Bohr, one of the scientists who was
responsible for the splitting of the atom. Professor Bohm was
aware, my friend wrote, of the BBC broadcasts and the results
they had produced in England.
"The thing about Bohm," the letter said, "is that
he is not just another academic - on the contrary, he is both
a brilliant and sensitive man with what seem like genuinely profound
insights. In fact he is the first person I have spoken with about
you who seems to both appreciate the significance of it all and
offer some constructive thinking on a deep level. Since your visit
I have had several more conversations with him and he has expressed
a strong desire to meet and talk with you and, if you are willing,
do some experimental work to be followed by a paper in Nature,
which as you will learn is perhaps the most significant weekly
publication in science. Many important discoveries have made their
first appearance in its pages over the years."
I had heard about Nature, even though I am far from a scientist.
Someone had told me that the first paper on DNA, the Double Helix,
was published there, and that it is supposed to be the scientific
journal with the most prestige in the world. I thought it would
be exciting to be included in its pages.
The letter continued: "Bohm has indicated to me that he would
first like to have a quiet meeting with you to discuss things
generally. This would serve to establish some rapport and allow
you both to mutually decide what you would like to do. Then if
you agree, he could set up some work with you, aimed at trying
to arrive at some theoretical understanding."
This sounded very interesting to me, and so did Dr. Bohm. It was
of course also very flattering. I sometimes get nervous when I'm
going through scientific tests, even though most, but not all,
of them work out well. The more friendly and sympathetic the scientist
is, the better results I get. If someone is very harsh and negative,
I become so tense that I don't get very good results. I decided
that I would like to meet with Professor Bohm soon on one of my
trips to England.
In the meantime, other scientists were interested in further testings
as a result of the effect of the BBC broadcasts. They included
a group from the New Scientist, another important journal
for scientists, and a group formed by Dr. Bastin of Cambridge.
He had observed some of the scientific tests I had made in the
United States, and he had, in fact, brought several metal same
pies that I had worked on back to England and asked a Cambridge
University metallurgist, Dr. J. P. Chilton, to examine them in
I learned about the results of the lab tests when I was still
in England. Dr. Chilton said that "close examination of the
six hardened metal screwdrivers whose tips had broken off showed
no signs of chemical treatment, heat distortion, or other indication
of how it was done. These were normal fractures, achieved in a
Of course, this was not the sort of laboratory test that could
stand up officially, because the breakage had not happened under
completely controlled conditions. But Dr. Bastin had certified
the conditions under which the screwdrivers were broken, and,
at least informally, Dr. Chilton said: "Geller is either
the cleverest magician of the century or he has something new.
There is no half-way about it."
Of course, I knew I was not a magician, not even an unclever one.
I was groping as much as they were to find the real answer. I
knew that I would want to work more with the scientists when I
got back to England, but I was scheduled to return to the United
States for more lectures, and there was nothing more I could do
at the time.
Just before we left for the States, Professor John Taylor issued
a statement that gave another indication of how seriously the
British scientists were taking the phenomenon. He told the press
that he wanted to set up a serious investigation in the light
of the nationwide effect of the broadcasts: "We may end up
proving his powers are not unique," he said. "But if
he will agree to cooperate with us he may help us make most important
discoveries about the human mind.
"We are not thinking of another TV circus. What we have in
mind is a serious, scientific investigation with a great deal
I had no idea whether the results of the BBC broad-casts could
be repeated when I continued the European tour. On the quick trip
back to the United States, I was making only platform appearances,
and no broadcasts.
One of the London papers was sending a reporter back to the States
with me to keep the story running in the wake of the results from
the British broadcasts. I was due to make a quick tour of colleges
in the United States before I returned to England, and then go
on to the rest of Europe and Japan. Roy Stockdill, the re-porter,
was a pleasant fellow and like most people wanted to confirm my
demonstrations with his own eyes.
Roy Stockdill stayed with me all during the lecture tour in the
United States and saw what I am usually able to do. When we were
on the plane, Stockdill asked me to bend his house key. I gently
rubbed my fingers along it as it rested on the arm of the airplane
seat. It immediately curled up. When we arrived in the States,
he asked me to do the same with his hotel key, which was much
thicker and stronger. I tried but failed. The key would not bend
Stockdill had with him a very strong steel shaving mirror, which
he tested by trying to bend it with his hands and of course was
unable to. I tried stroking the mirror but had no luck. It seemed
to be one of those times when nothing was working. I tried the
hotel key again. Now, suddenly, it began bending. We watched it
move up to a 45 degree angle.
This often happens - that is, the process doesn't work at first,
and then does so on a second try. But there was something more
amazing to come. Stockdill looked over at the mirror, which we
had left on a nearby table. The mirror was bending visibly in
the middle and rocking gently on the table as it did so. It kept
on moving in front of us until it reached a V shape. This happens
often too - it's a kind of delayed reaction. Or sometimes there
is a simultaneous reaction; I'll be running my fingers over a
fork or spoon, and several others on the table will curl up at
the same time as the one in my hands. I honestly am surprised
myself when this happens.
I went out to dinner with Stockdill that night at a restaurant
where a film was being projected on the wall. We hadn't been at
the table long before the projector suddenly began spilling the
film all over the floor. Again, this was something I hadn't concentrated
on at all. It was just one of those things that happened. Stockdill
was startled, and I was too.
With Stockdill was a photographer, Michael Brennan, who had once
been named British Press Photographer of the Year. We were staying
at the Eden Roc Hotel in Miami Beach, where I was doing one of
the lecture-demonstrations of the tour.
In the past I had sometimes been able to take a picture of myself
through a solid black lens cover without removing or touching
the cover. I asked Stockdill and Brennan if they'd like to give
this a try. They were both interested, provided I would do exactly
as they instructed. I agreed, and Brennan prepared his own camera,
a 35 mm. Nikon F with Tri-X Professional black and white film,
he told me.
They both moved very close to me and handed me the camera. I shot
three rolls of film, holding the cam-era at arm's length and pointing
the lens cap at my face. After each roll Brennan took the camera
and removed the film, sealed it, and locked it in his camera case.
I didn't touch the film at any time. When they got back to London
the films were developed. Brennan was confident that any pictures
taken would be totally blank. Two of the rolls were blank. But
in the middle of the third roll, there were two pictures of me.
Neither of them would ever win a photographic award, but they
are clear and unmistakable. You can see them in this book.
On Sunday, December 2, 1973, the News of the World, with
one of the largest circulations in the World, published the pictures,
splashed all over the front page, calling them "URI'S MIRACLE
PICTURES." Of course, they created a lot of controversy.
The Daily Mail quoted photographic experts as saying that
there was absolutely no way, physically or chemically, that the
pictures could have been taken through a lens cap. Brennan and
Stockdill stuck to their guns, swearing that no trickery was involved.
As usual, I had to be satisfied with the knowledge that it had
truly happened and ignore the controversy that raged about the
Roy Stockdill began his series of stories with these words: "I
still find it incredible, the mind-bending week I spent with Uri
Geller. A week in which seeing was not believing." He ended
the series by saying: "Uri is some-thing special. I've seen
him at work, and there is no logical explanation for the things
that happen when he's around. I certainly found no evidence that
he is a cheat. A magician depending on the swiftness of hand,
defeating the eve, could get away with some of his feats. But
that doesn't explain how keys twist and spoons bend when he's
nowhere near them.
"It will really take a clever team of scientists to reveal
the whole truth about Uri Geller."
By now some of the scientific journals were referring to the bending
of objects as the "Geller Effect." This was very flattering,
but it didn't solve the riddle. At any rate, the broadcasts in
England and the attention that followed them gave me more confidence
in the face of my detractors, and they apparently made some scientists
My experience is that this is not easy to accomplish. But an editorial
in Nature on December 7, 1973, showed that open-mindedness
might be possible. Since this journal had so much prestige among
scientists, it could play an important part in removing some of
the controversy so that more progress could be made in exploring
what was going on. The editorial was called "Challenge to
Scientists." It said that the challenge "will arise
if investigations continue to turn up signs of psychokinetic powers,
and with the present evidence, this certainly cannot be ruled
out. It would then be urgently necessary for the scientific community
to come to terms with something totally beyond its powers of explanation
- indeed something which in a religious context would be called
a miracle. Just as the public wants scientists to validate Mr.
Geller, it would also want them to explain him and, however awkward
this question may be, it should not be avoided.... The viewing
public, shown a chest operation under acupuncture one week and
an exhibition of knife-bending the next, is bound to ask searching
questions about conventional scientific wisdom."
Some of the scientists I met told me that it was almost unheard
of for Nature to print an editorial like this, and they
were very excited about it. The New Scientist also gave
the BBC broadcasts a full-page editorial. It called for an open-minded
investigation by a special scientific panel. My plans, of course,
included a whole series of continuing tests with scientists, in
between the lecture-demonstration appearances, but I was glad
to see this new kind of thinking on the part of both scientific
journals. For a long time, any scientist who took me seriously
found that he was criticized by other scientists even for examining
what was going on. It was good to see this curtain lifting, especially
in such important publications.
After the experiences in England, I couldn't help wondering what
was going to happen when I repeated the same type of program in
Norway. Flying there, I had time to think about what it all meant.
It was unsettling to be in the center of a controversy that some
people thought would shake the foundations of science. I couldn't
judge that as well as those who knew all the ins and outs of science.
But those who did, and who had seen the demonstrations, kept pointing
out that, if all the tests continued to check out, as they seemed
to be, a whole new force would have been discovered.
My demonstrations had grown gradually into something almost too
big to think about. The suggestion that machinery involved in
the national security of Britain had gone haywire during the broadcasts
was awesome and couldn't be ignored. The demonstrations themselves
were interesting, but they were superficial. They represented
something much deeper, and I had only very mystifying clues as
to what it was and what it meant.
All along, my outlook had been maturing and developing, but I
still hadn't gotten down to the core of it. By then I believed
that the core had to do with some fantastic intelligence. I didn't
know what to call it, because I feel that God is not reachable
directly; but under God all these intelligences exist. Millions
and millions of them. And one of them, two of them, five-who knows
how many?-are trying to make some kind of contact with man.
I could be wrong. It could be so big that our human minds right
now on earth can't understand it, because we have to stick to
an ordinary time frame. And our minds will have to be expanded.
For instance, I have a theory that some people think is far out.
I am convinced that we are in the middle of a big map, a huge
plan, that involves other civilisations and other planets, other
solar systems, other galaxies. But somewhere down in the middle
of the core, we are one. I see it as sort of a network, like a
golf ball when you take the cover off and unwind it. It's rubber,
rubber, rubber, and it seems never to come to an end. There's
only one ball, but it seems there is no end to it. And there are
infinite numbers of balls, but they still come from only one creator.
The things that happen when I do a demonstration are incredible - to
me and everybody else - but they are still superficial, whatever
they eventually may mean to science. I often ask myself, why does
it have to be just watches and keys, and metals, things like that?
Why can't it really be the things I want to see happening? Why
don't these intelligences reveal themselves to me? Why do they
keep throwing me nothing but symbols?
I don't think I've yet made even a dent in the core. I've only
had a chance to see the thin tip of it. It will be a lot of work
to find out. One thing I'm certain of is that these energies are
somehow working through me, and that I can't ignore them. I think
the controversy is good, because it helps make things known to
more and more people. I can't help feeling that these forces,
whatever they are, will come to be accepted just as electricity
is accepted today.
They'll first be accepted as phenomena, I think, then as theories,
and then perhaps as physical laws of science. The bending of the
metals is easiest to see, because it's right there and can be
observed clearly by scientists. The rest, like the telepathy,
the way watches start up, the many strange things that happen
without my consciously trying to make them-the answers to these
will probably come later. One thing I know for sure is that I
feel compelled to demonstrate these phenomena, not only in order
to make a living, but because I know something important eventually
will come out of all this, even if I don't know what it will be.
I went on national television in Norway on January 19, 1974. It
would be the first time I had been on a broadcast on radio or
television since the excitement in England, and I was curious.
The interview began, and we weren't far into the program when
the phone calls began coming in. It was the BBC situation all
over again. The switchboard was jammed. Things were bending in
homes all over Norway, exactly as they had in Britain. I had the
same strange feelings as before. I was surprised, yet not surprised
at the same time. Was this actually a new form of energy exerting
itself? Was such a thing possible in the face of all the known
facts of physical science? Something new had happened many years
before, when electricity had been put to use. Radioactivity had
hardly been around for more than a single lifetime. It was incredible
that I could be in on the beginning of something new, but if I
was, I had no idea why or how.
I finished the broadcast and headed back to the Continental Hotel.
I would be continuing the demonstrations in Germany, Switzerland,
Austria, Sweden, Finland, Denmark, and Holland. Would the same
thing repeat itself through those countries? It was like a science-fiction
story. Yet it is all on the public record, in the records of the
Norwegian and British broadcasting companies, and in the front-page
headlines of nearly every newspaper in both those countries. There
were times when I had to look back at them to remind myself that
this was real.
What still puzzled me was why many of the things that happened
were so trivial. Like everyone else, I wanted to know when something
with more meaning would be coming out of it all. I was producing
something like a series of superstitious omens, but in the age
of modern science that kind of thing seemed ridiculous. I wanted
to know what was going on. This cosmic kind of energy was
often as irritating and perplexing as it was incredible.
When I arrived back at the Continental Hotel, I went up to the
desk to see if there were any messages. The clerk handed me a
very official-looking envelope, and I opened it.
In it was a business card from Alv Jakob Fostervoll, the Norwegian
Minister of Defence. On the back of the card he had written a
note. It was urgent that he talk to me, and he was sending a car
the next morning to pick me up.
The first thing I thought of was the letter I had received from
England with its implications about Britain's security. I went
to sleep that night wondering what in the world the Minister of
Defence for Norway wanted to see me about, and why he was taking
the trouble to send a chauffeur to pick me up in the morning.
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