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As I walked with soft green grass beneath my feet, a deep azure blue sky above. My senses filled with the sweet scent of flower blossom while I listened to a symphony of bird song. Pausing for a moment, I turned once more to gaze upon the visual splendour of the valley with seven hills. It is the place where friends and family wait patiently. There to greet their love ones newly departed from physical incarnation. I had no destination in mind, happy to meander aimlessly while bathing in the peace and beauty that abounded in my surroundings. How long I walked or the time it took I had no idea nor cared.
Here time and distance are a product of ones thoughts brought about by
our mental ties to physical incarnation. I had stumbled across a path,
which for no good reason I decided to follow. Unnoticed at first light
was replaced by the shadows of early evening. For a moment, I
contemplated reversing my direction. Curiosity got the better of me,
forever prompting me to go forward.
Soon the shadow of early evening turned into an all-consuming blackness.
Silent yet strangely familiar. I sensed the presence of millions of
souls even though none could be seen or heard. At first I found this a
little disturbing, yet knew there was nothing to fear. No up or down,
forward or back, here or there, even the sense of now had gone. I was
there yet was not, thoughts were abstract, feelings cryptic. Thoughts
run wild and free as if to embrace a new found freedom. A familiar mauve
light shone through the darkness signalling the arrival of my guide.
In an instant, I was once more looking down on the valley of seven hills
feeling as if the journey had never taken place. Not needing to verbally
hear my question my guide turned with a smile and explained, What
you have seen is the place of eternal rest, for those souls who wish it
to be. I asked if it meant they would be there for eternality to which
the reply was For a moment or eternality, they are both the same.
Eventually awareness of self leads to them to journey once more I asked
why they were not woken and made aware of the life that surrounds them
and was told I should not need to ask. As usual answers were incomplete,
enough to point the direction where they may be, the rest well! That is
up to me.
Freespirit
Much like any other night, my wife and son had gone to bed whilst I remained down stairs filing my time until the effects of my tablets had reached a point where I myself stood a chance of getting a couple of hours sleep. I have almost got it down to a fine art now. Much depends of the level of pain as to when the best time to take my tablets is. Anyway that's by the by, my main computer uses Windows as an operating system I have a second computer that uses the Linux operating system and is set up as a server (loosely I may add) as of yet I am not fully conversant with the OS. Without the help of a friend it would not have been up and running yet. I was tidying up a few lose ends (A lot really, but who's counting) all mine I may add. Since the old grey matter has taken a battering, short-term memory is sadly lacking which is a real pain in the butt. I had always been able to turn my hand to anything and had a real thirst for knowledge. Learning came easily; just how easy I am only just appreciating.
The computer opened back up a world that was closing its doors on me. It has become an extension of me; it enables me to write, where I cannot without. It serves as a memory backup should I forget, but best of all it brings people into my life, people that care and in return it allows me to reach out and touch those I care about. There are some drawbacks though, it does not moan when I go off on a tangent like I have now. If I tried to plan how and what I write, it would not happen, I have to go with the flow, very much a WYSWYG which at times can a bit rough around the edges, sometimes I am sure making no sense at all. Mind you that sums me up pretty well anyway.
My concentration focused on the computer, I hardly notice the floral scent that now filled the room. I say floral but as in a perfume rather then flowers themselves. I glanced towards the patio doors wondering if I had left them open. We have both honeysuckle and jasmine in the garden and it is at night they release their scent. I saw Mary sitting on the sofa looking towards me. I apologized for ignoring her and returned to finish the configuration file I was editing, at the same time explaining the need for me to complete it. After saving the work I had done, I close both computers down. Perhaps the need to concentrate gone brought about a realization that I did not know anyone named Mary.
I called her by name, which made no sense, nor did the fact she was sitting on the sofa in my house. Still not grasping the situation, which is unusual for me I turned abruptly fully intending to give this women a piece of my mind for entering my home uninvited. When we made eye contact, there was no mistaking the look of concern in her eyes. The penny dropped and I can remember thinking "hello anybody at home upstairs" in reference to my state of mind. The visitor was not physical and how long she had been there I really had no idea. She had not spoken a word even though I had spoken to her. I got the impression she had been waiting patiently for me to finish what I was doing.
I was having a bad day because even this impression was wrong. Her thoughts were of confusion and fear and I had not yet cleared my mind of computer problems. Not many seconds past when I started to realize, it was I she feared. I was unreal to her, in a twist of fate I was to her a ghost. My thoughts of airing my displeasure to her presence had not help. I relaxed the stern look on my face and smiled. I focused on sending love and spoke no words. Time stopped, the room went out of focus and then disappeared from thought as I tried to become the love I sent. Mary came back into focus appearing to go through a transformation. Bathed in a white light a woman of advancing years took on an appearance of a young woman in her prime. The confusion remained but the fear had gone.
The room returned, but for the absence of fear and the change in her appearance or my perception of her, I was not sure which. Mary spoke saying " What do I do now?" and after a short pause repeated what she had said. It was my turn to be a little confused; I had really no idea to what she was referring.
Communication between us was difficult, something I normally do not experience when talking to spirit. There seemed to be a pulsing pattern where she was and then was not spirit. The reason was there, I just did not see it. Mary held out her hand and beckoned me to her, saying, "I will show you" I took her hand. Everything took on the same pulsing pattern, my room going in and out of focus, syncing with the underlying pattern. In its place another room would appear. The room gave the appearance it belonged in a hospital. It contained a single bed, small bedside cabinet, some medical equipment, oscilloscopes of some kind and in the bed was Mary.
The Mary in the room was identical in appearance to when I first saw her, other then she was connected to the medical equipment. Mary pointed to one of the oscilloscopes (I cannot be any clearer because I have no knowledge of medical equipment) the frequency of the wave pattern was also in sync with the pulsing. Mary looked at me and said, "It started when I dreamt I could see myself, I cannot wake up to stop it", "What do I do now?" I was a little unsure as to how proceed and even to whether I should mention OBE's. There was a nagging doubt in the back of my mind she had made no mention of it herself and her reaction to the suggestion may make matters worse. I decided to go with my feelings and try another approach.
I said "I am part of your dream Mary and if it is your wish I can help you wake", "I shall stay by your side until your eyes open, so there is no need to worry". Mary looked at me saying; "Would you please", I assured her I would not leave until I knew she was alright. I held her hand and watched as she closed her eyes. Slowly her image faded and her body showed signs of movement. Her eyes opened looking in my direction as if she could still see me. On her face was the biggest smile I have ever seen. She waved, I am not sure if she could see me, or it was the fading memories of a dream. I knew she was going to be okay and that's all that matters. The hospital room faded as my own come into focus.
Mary had suffered a stroke but has fully recovered, I
never found out much about her. I know she comes from a large uncaring
city full of tall and cold buildings. The hospital is close to a park
not far from the city center. People drive on the right so it's not in
the UK. Why and how she came to find me I did not find out either. None
of it is really important. Maybe she will visit again sometime who
knows.
Freespirit
I share with you my spiritual experiences; this experience is one of many that is also part of my daily life.
Barely an hour and a half since my head touched
the pillow; I sit bolt upright head screaming at the pain engulfing
it. I knew already the battle was lost, beating by a stealth attack,
during that one of those rare moments called sleep. Even though
experience has taught me at this stage medication is pointless, I go
through the motions. Slowly one step at a time, each sounding like a
clap of thunder sends vibrations flowing through the body erupting
into an explosion of greater pain, I attempt the perilous journey
downstairs, knowing and praying that at any second the body may
throw itself into the bliss of unconsciousness. A journey normally
of seconds takes many minutes. Sweat pouring; nausea threatens to
further hamper my limited progress.
Stopping to catch my breath, I reach for medication in a hope that
it may at least provide temporary relief. With twice the amount I
should taken, I turn to face the journey back, few steps were took
before I knew it would be in vain. Half walking, half falling, I
reach the lounge where upon the floor became my resting place. Not a
moment too soon, for the pain has frozen the body in a sitting
posture. Still unconsciousness eludes me.
Eyes feel as if pulled from their sockets, by an uncaring hand. A
vice like grip of pain further tightens around my head, it takes
from me the voice to cry then tightens more. As if to a beat in
time, it tightens more and more, now reaching beyond the point of
normal collapse. Time is now the only chance of relief, for even the
spirit realms cannot be reach. I am isolated from all but pain, for
many hours it will be my Constance companion. Four hours pass before
any signs of abating, then the choice to stay or flee this room,
which became a prison.
The risk is high, for greater pain, movement may bring. Like a
wounded animal I seek the sanctuary of my lair. Gathering any
strength left within, I set off once again. Pain pulls back it reins
in an attempt to impede my flight, but moving now I vow not to stop
until my destination is reached. The stairs become a mountain to
climb that threatens with each step, to throw me back. At last
journey's end in sight I glance at my wife peacefully sleeping. Now
I feel safe and lay my head on pillow once more. Yet pain not beaten
grabs for a tighter grip. Starting from toes and in a rush to fill
my body comes the blessing of unconsciousness, a long time I waited
but welcome all the same. Pain I thought I knew you well enough, yet
you return time and time again. I guess there is more for me to
know. Your message yet to be understood.
Freespirit
At first there appeared to be no reason behind this
return visit, at lest none that I was aware of. Not that I am
complaining mind you, this fertile valley has a strange magical property
that fills ones senses in a permanent state of euphoria. Situated north
of Nile Delta, it is now lost beneath the Mediterranean. To the seaward
side a city lay with two main walkways, one in a north, south alignment
the other west, east. In the center a pyramid dwarfing all other
buildings. Encircling the pyramid with the exception of the main
walkways were libraries. The streets themselves were arranged in a
spider-web pattern. Looking at a plan view, you could see a perfect
square within that square was a circle, which touched all four sides. In
each of the four corners were universities. The two facing seaward were
Oceanography and Astrophysics. The other two were Agriculture and
Sciences. Within each were normal schools with a bias towards that
particular university.
As I approached the city, everything seemed strangely quiet, as if the
city itself were asleep. The city inhabitants are a race unlike any I
have seen before, not counting my last visit of course. Everything about
them said perfection, man and women of equal beauty. Those of you
uncomfortable with associating beauty with men replace the term with
handsome, personally I have no such hang-up. It was as if someone had
blended the male and female forms together. They spoke a language I
could not understand, not that I needed to, their words were sent as
thoughts to me and needed no translating. It was rather strange to start
with, hearing their voices while receiving thoughts, which were out of
sync with each other. I am sure that the limitations were mine. There
was another race of people that lived and worked the land beyond the
valley. These were to become the mighty Egyptian people.
A small group of people numbering twenty-one in all; left the city to
greet me. At first, I did not recognize them but as they grew nearer, I
recognized their thoughts these adults were children on my last visit.
It is difficult to tell these people apart by looks alone, their
perfection manifesting in identical bodies brought about by a single
goal. After an informal greeting consisting of much hugging and millions
thoughts which left me breathless and speechless, we turn and made our
way back to the city. I asked them why the need for perfection in their
bodies, a question I could not bring myself to ask on my first visit.
All at once, they answered, It is a result of, not a reason for.
As we entered the city, I could not help but notice the cleanliness
apparent on my first visit had all but gone. Street by street now
occupied by the Egyptian's ancestors. My thoughts were picked up and I
was assured that they were there with permission using what was no
longer needed. We walked pass people using books as fuel for cooking. To
which they said, They are using what is no longer needed I was so taken
aback by what I saw I had forgotten to ask where the others were. They
must have sensed the question waiting to be asked because I sensed they
were the last of their race. I can remember feeling a great sense of
loss. They stopped and all turned to face me and in unison said, No this
is how it's meant to be.
As we neared the city center, we were joined by more and more Egyptians
until we form a procession. The atmosphere was filled with a sense of
celebration. I now knew what was about to happen having already
witnessed such an event on my first visit. We were almost at the pyramid
when Raj took the lead. It would be his turn. The feeling of immense joy
and excitement radiating from him was so overwhelming I could feel it
bubbling over inside of me. I gazed up at the pinnacle of the pyramid
once more to see the giant crystal capstone, but we were to close
having reached the
entrance to the great chamber inside. Once inside you were faced with a
very large expanse of water looking for all the world as if it is giant
swimming pool. Looking from the entrance there is a walkway extending to
an alter of white marble at the pools center. There is a walkway around
the pool with seating areas and up above there is a balcony where the
proceedings may also be viewed. On the wall around the balcony, there
are
pictures, which depict the story of life; these were changed over time
to become the tarot cards we know today. In the center of the ceiling,
there is a shaft, which extends upwards terminating at the crystal
capstone
After everyone had taken their places Raj walked slowly towards the
alter pausing for a moment, then looked up towards the crystal's shaft
as if waiting for some sign. Turning slowly with a smile, he face
everybody in turn then after lifting himself on to the alter he laid
down crossing his arm across his chest. His eyes closed his chest rose
in his last intake of breath. At that very moment, a shaft of brilliant
white light came from the crystal and in an instant, the body was no
more, no flesh, bones or ash. In its place, a spirit rose not in a body
form but his spirit none the less. In view to all present Raj spirit
entered the crystal's shaft and was gone. Looking around there was
genuine happiness, no tears of sorrow being shed. They had no doubts
about what took place and why. The only one that was a little unsure was
myself.
I could pick up their thoughts, soon they all will be gone as will their
city for there are none to take their place. In all I think that is for
the best, man is still not ready regardless of what he believes.
Freespirit
Why I should felt the need to share this strange
journey puzzled me. Where it made perfect sense at the time I have yet
to fully understand the contents and the meanings behind them. Maybe
this is the reason perhaps the opinion of others will lead to myself
gaining a new perspective and a greater understanding of this journey.
Every so often I like to meditate on something physical and try to
become that object experiencing how it feels. Many times this seems to
bring back memories of being that object at some former time. This
particular time I selected my own body but not as I normally experience
it as an integrated part of myself, rather as a separate life form. I
wanted to separate spirit from body and end up with two parts one
physical the other spiritual. Out of body experiences are viewed
normally while still being attached to the body in some way. This is
often mentioned as a silver cord, which connects spirit to body. Whether
total separation was possible while the body was still alive and if
there were any side effects should it become possible, I had no idea but
felt that if I were truly spirit (as is my belief) then it should be
possible and there is no real reason for there to be side effects.
From the start of the meditation I had a positive outlook and feel that
this must be taken into account along with any influence it may have had
in the final outcome. I am always aware that only I can vouch for the
truthfulness of my words and that they are not the product of a
distorted mind. This means they can only be my experiences and as always
are offered as such, nothing more. This said I hope they maybe of some
interest. Very quickly I found myself outside the body only to find that
I was experiencing a standard OBE. I was looking at my body but still
remained attached. I will admit to feeling disappointed with my
limitations. I was convinced this was the reason why I failed in my
attempt at total separation. I was just about to return to my body when,
as if placed by another a thought flashed through my mind. "Think about
how you are thinking". At first this made no sense so I run through my
thoughts up to this point. Still unable to make real sense I mentally
looped my thoughts continually running them through my mind. Another
thought interrupted this process "Think about what you are trying to
achieve". Suddenly the penny dropped I was trying to achieve total
separation yet my thoughts were still integrated with the body. By this
I mean thoughts like "my body" and "my mind" were not thoughts conducive
to separation. I had indeed been limiting myself.
I think the realization of this was the key that unlocked the
experiences that were to follow. The difficult part is going to be
describing what followed without using terms like my body or mind; so
rather then trying what to me seems an impossible task I will ask you to
accept that even though I may use these terms, my thoughts were able to
separate from my body to the body. This ease I feel sure was because
although attached at that time I was outside of the physical realm. In
an instance a seemingly invisible force catapulted me backward. There
was a sensation of speed but none of distance. My very being was
expanding at a tremendous rate. There were visual images but they were
blurred and elongated and these I believe gave the sensation of speed.
Sensations gave way to a single awareness that encompassed all. I was
the nothingness that surrounded multiple forms, which I will do my best
in trying to describe to you. Each form was made up of bodies each being
less dense then the one before. The center form looked like a physical
body each following body were less dense then the one before and
encompassed the previous body within itself much in the same way as the
wooden dolls which contain a smaller one inside of itself which contain
another smaller doll inside of itself etc. I was able to count five
bodies that resembled body shapes although the fifth could only be
loosely called body shaped. There were two more outer layers, which were
sphere shaped. There were countless numbers of these forms contained
with in the nothingness which was I.
One of these forms contained my present physical body and it was this
that I turned my focus upon. Once again I was launched on a high-speed
journey this time it was like being on a high-speed train watching the
scenery flash by. The scenery this time consisted of life times and many
of them. I had an awareness of knowingness as each flashed by. At some
point in the journey human form changed to animal form, plant and marine
life until reaching single cell forms. The next stage of the journey I
believe was at a molecular level and resembled what I would call
countless galaxies. Still the journey continued and approached what
appeared to be solar systems and may have been the atomic level. (I
cannot be more precise not being a scientist). Then that inner space
between atomic matter filled the space within the nothingness which was
I. For a while I seemed to become both the nothingness and the space it
contained. Yet again that invisible force was felt but this time my
being was contracting at an alarming rate. My awareness once again
becoming separate senses. My vision although not yet physical sight was
filled with a universe full of images like scenes out of a space movie
much of it blurred. The sensation of speed returned until reaching a
galaxy when the sensation appeared to become one of decelerating slowly
approaching a solar system, which I recognized to be our own.
Earth came into view, a truly beautiful sight getting closer all the
time until I entered the atmosphere just over the United Kingdom. The
town I lived in grew closer and closer until I was once again in that
position facing my body. For that moment I had a wonderful feeling of
fulfilment and awareness.
Since returning to the body and the limitation of its senses the
knowingness is replaced with uncertainty. Is inner and outer space one
of the same thing? Is there a place outside of time where all your
incarnation are present? Are we that nothingness I became? Or does this
journey hold another message? Who can tell? Who or what was that
invisible force? My heart accepts what the mind questions and my heart
never lies where the mind can. The heart said share while the mind said
don't you will make a fool of yourself.
Freespirit
The void that exists in space has a strange pull on
me, I have believed for a while now it is more then what it first
appears. A void is that, which contains nothing. This is not true when
talking about the void we find in the universe because it contains
within itself, every galaxy, solar system, stars, planets etc etc. We
tend to look at just the space in between and not at the whole itself.
There can be no void if something is contained within. Light can travel
in a vacuum; light is both a wave and a particle, therefore is the
vacuum truly a vacuum all the time light is travelling through it? If we
look at our micro-system we can see the same void exists. If anything
can be said to be common to all things, it is this void. What to us
appears to be solid is an illusion created by our own limitations. Not
the limitations of thought but of senses. The void itself is unbroken;
it is whole of which there is only one. I have become convinced that in
time we will be able to explore a sub micro-system and I am equally
convinced that this void will be present. What is this void that is not
a true void? What part does it play in our universe or is it the voids
universe? Is our universe a micro-system of another life form? Are we
God to our own micro-system? The possibilities are endless bound only by
our limitations.
With this in mind I often meditate on the universe allowing the images
to flow into me with out trying to analyze or create them, no small task
when you are used to questioning everything. I am slowly obtaining some
success of which this is one. I have made no attempt analyze it so it
comes to you in its raw form. I use a total relaxation method to
meditate in, almost to a state that mimics sleep paralysis. As normal I
start with a view that looks down on the earth, a scene so beautiful it
is the ideal starting point for me promoting a deeper state, with a
sense of belonging. This time it was a little different is as much as I
was join by my guide who stayed just long enough to give me something
(which I could not visually detect) and say "you will be needing this".
He placed his hands on mine and I felt or sense something although what,
I honestly could not say. Events were different, this time it appeared I
was still and the universe was moving. The pace slowed down as I
approached an area that gave the appearance of emptiness. No matter
which way I looked there was a black emptiness, devolved of everything.
I had no sense of time so how long it took before I saw anything I could
not say.
Something quite small flashed passed me, then another and another. They
were small spheres emanating multicoloured lights. I cannot be accurate
having no reference point so their size remains unknown. They all seemed
to coming from a single point, but going in multiple directions. I was
travelling towards that single point. There appeared to be a hole in the
void, no that' s not quite true, there was nothing to see. All ready in
trying to write it down, my mind is trying to make sense of it all. How
I do not know, but I was in a place full of these spheres. As far I can
tell they were many in all directions, Dam this is not right either;
there was no sense of direction. Perhaps it was a mistake to try and
write it down. I can say that I felt that some of these spheres were
known to me. Although I have used the term spheres to help me describe
what I saw, it only applies to their shape; they were not solid or made
of metal nor did I sense they were alien.
Freespirit
Although not asleep I was enjoying a rare moment of
relaxation. The world had melted away and no sound interrupted the
stillness of the night. I was contented to bathe in the moment allowing
the silence to quiet my mind. Not in my body, yet near enough to feel
it's touch. Gone had all the needs and demands of physical life nothing
existed but the moment. Time released it hold on me a single moment
eternal. A mauve light announced the presence of my guide, momentarily
adopting a form he placed a hand on my forehead. I felt engulfed as a
surge of energy filled my very being. With that he was gone, no hello,
goodbye, or how are you. No explanation as to why this had been done. He
had at one time tried to explain he is always there, but also never
there. Try as I might, it really went over my head although at the time
of the explanation it all seems clear it has never filtered through to
my consciousness.
As normal I am getting sidetracked, back to the matter in hand. Whether
it was instant or some time had passed I cannot be sure but in front of
me was a very large pulsating energy field. Don't ask me how I knew it
was an energy field because I could not honestly tell you, it was and I
knew, beyond that it would be guesswork. I can remember thinking, "yes
alright its nice and pretty, but what's the point" No answer came but
from the energy field came what I can only describe as a beam of energy,
which encircled me. In front of me appeared seven people seated around a
round table. As to whether they were male or female I have no idea since
there was nothing to suggest gender.
In the centre of the table there was a circle surround by six circles,
each containing what I would call a living picture. They were all
composed of stars, solar systems and the like. None that I know, or felt
connection with. In front of each person there was another circle that
matched one of those in the centre. The person with the centre circle
gave me the impression of a wise elder. Although I felt no feeling of
hierarchy I believe he was the principal. I sense there was much
communication going on but I was unable to make any sense of. It was not
audible and at a guess I would have said they were thoughts, but at such
a rate that I was unable to process them. Similar to someone playing an
old 33rpm record at 45 rpm. The people were aware of my presence and
every so often looked over in my direction. I was approached by one of
them who held out their hand, which I took. I was lead towards the
table, and then around to where this person's seat was. I was beckoned
to look at the circle on the table in front of the now empty seat. At
first it was meaningless to me. The person's hand reached out and moves
across the circle. The effect that followed was a zooming in on the
picture in the circle. Still it meant nothing. A gesture was made for me
to move my hand across the circle, which I did, in fact quite a few
times before I recognise the picture of our solar system. After this the
person returned to their seat. With that I was back to where it all
started just above my body. My guide reappeared and knowing the question
I was going to ask and said "you will know them as the Overlords" the
rest you will have to find out for yourself and with that he was gone.
Sorry about the excessive use of the word person the only other word I
could have used would have been "it" There was no gender so he and she
were none starters. So okay who or what are the Overlords?
Freespirit
Tried to get to the Astral and used method of climbing
up a ladder through to the light at the end. I envisaged a hand holding
my hand, helping me up. I climbed for ages, the ladder kept getting
higher and higher. I decided to sit at the top. I was at the top
darkness was all around but it didn't worry me. I sat at the top and
decided to be in the moment to try to stop the zillions of thoughts
rushing through my head and distracting me. I consciously became aware
of my breathing, it didn't matter I hadn't got to the light at the top
of the ladder which I couldn't see anyway. T became aware of a heartbeat
and a frequent clicking sound by my left ear which was on the pillow. I
saw an image of Azon, just his face, I doubted what I saw was him, he
went, I relaxed again and decided not to doubt what I saw. I saw Azon,
he seemed a little different to how I remembered him, his hair was
thicker and whiter and shining and looked very silky. I tried to hold
the image, and it changed to me sitting alongside of him, on his left
while he was embellishing a letter in a book. He was using a fine
paintbrush and started to outline a "O" all I could see was the
paintbrush and the "O" which was being painted over and over again,
faster and faster, it was almost feverish and ended up like a child's
attempt at a "0". I pulled away mentally saying "stop it". In front of
my eyes appeared a golden rod, it was corkscrewed, it seemed familiar, I
thought it's like a fairground ride thing. Instantly I was riding a
horse on a roundabout, "Why am I here"? I asked, Someone replied "here
for the ride". I thought maybe I'd created the roundabout from the
golden rod and that maybe my opinions where getting in the way.
The roundabout was gone,, there was a thick glove made of metal stuff it
had an arm, a body and a head attached to it. It was a person in full
body armour, he wore a helmet and chain mail, very fine you couldn't see
through the mesh. I felt like my head was hurting, not a headache, just
pressure, I requested that the discomfort stopped, The Knight in very
un-shiny armour, whirled around and was on horseback galloping away
from me, my head felt like it was being crushed, I wondered if that's
how the Knight died, I then had a vivid impression of my head being cut
or smashed, exposing the brain, (wonderful colours!) that's enough . I
thought this is what happened to the man, and now I know, Everything
changed there was a cute little brown girl, her hair in bunches wearing
a red cardigan. She had her arms on a desk and her head resting on them,
she seemed a little sad. She spoke to me, something about the world? how
it doesn't have to be this way?, I can't remember now, this young girl
was the brightest image I had, I had a sudden awareness that trying to
be in the Astral plane wasn't how to communicate, The Astral is for *My
Questions, My Answers* Where as this awareness is for others, but this
was not in words, more in feelings, If I want to communicate with my
guide, spirit, etc. It's not going to be while I'm asleep it's more
useful if I'm awake.
At that point I think I fell asleep, I don't know whether I climbed the
ladder or not. I feel to develop psychically and learn, I just have to
be still.
At some point, I think before the roundabout ride, I had hundreds of
fine threads coming out of my body and meeting and vibrating against
millions of other threads coming from other people and other things, the
threads were quivering and seemed to be reaching out growing longer and
longer. Someone said " We are all individual fibres in the fabric of
life, we are all woven together.
melody@earth-spirit.org.uk
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