Frank, nobody in the store, and nobody I was with, noticed a damned thing. Nor did they notice when I started glowing in resonance. This stuff is all pretty intangible, I've found.
Victor, I was just visiting from out of town.
BTW, I need to add that I don't doubt for one picosecond that I'm simply missing stuff, am not very clear yet, have lots of ground to travel. I feel great, I feel like I'm in the thick of the good stuff, but I can think of many aspects of my life where I felt that way but, in retrospect, had tons more ground to cover. If I turn out to still be a beginner, I say "yahoo!" Every dab of opening has felt so great that I'd be delighted if I've turned out to have opened only a tiny fraction of what's closed!
So maybe one day I'll open my eyes to a world where spiritual supermen tread, where children throw flower blossoms in my path as I walk, and multitudes are really seeing with clarity, and where super stunts and powers are available (and wielded without any corruption or distraction of the wielder). Where people gasp at my flowing kundalini and savor my stillness. Maybe I'll enter the Wilder novel and do superhero stuff to inspire the somnabulent and gosh darn smite the evildoers, and every AYP person I meet will have a distinctive energy aura and We Evolved People will winkingly recognize each other.
But if that happens, I'll deem it yet more stuff to surrender, whereupon it'll fade into Isvara along with all my other worldly fascinations and yearnings (along with Halle Berry and plasma televisions). Poof.