Posted by findingneo
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Hi TinFoilSuit, I think you underestimate yourself. I can see by the way you write you have enormous intelligence and beautiful communication skills.I also think it is irrelevant if you have had odd experiences yourself or not, except that it hands you a piece of a puzzle that kind of says to you that there really is something more going on. An incident that seems not to fit into what is considered by the majority as reality can potentially be a corner of a fictional pirate treasure map, that you realize is possibly real because you are holding it, you've experienced a small piece of it. It is not until you decide to embark on a journey to the edge of your piece of map, that you discover more pieces as you go along. The path is not clear, and you hit forks in the path that you think leads to "The Treasure"(the treasure being knowledge), but then that treasure might turn out to be not genuine. It happens to everyone that goes on this path. But the sooner you stop, the more likely you are to find a counterfeit version of reality. Many people are happy with that counterfeit and will defend it's value and want it to be the end of the map so much, they won't see the path that continues through the dense jungle. The path is hidden and covered with trees, huge ferns, vines and ground cover. The further you venture, the closer you get to something you never expected, and you see fragments along the way, like the corner of a stone with carvings on it, but what does it mean?
You have to experience which fork of a path you have decided to follow, to see what comes of it. If you come to realize it is a counterfeit, go back a little and continue on that path, but take a different fork, and try that. You have not gone astray, just become more educated. If you think you have found it, and stop, and are happy with that piece of nugget, that lump of gold, and stop there, and say "I've found it", chances are, it might be fools gold, or it is just a tiny piece of the mother load.
Most people on the path stop at the fools gold. People here are looking for the mother load, and everyone thinks along the way that they have found it. The trick is, to not stop even when you think you have found it, because then you go back into yet another false sleep, and there is so much more. I know now that every time I think I am in deep wading across a swamp of truth in that jungle, an unexpected mine blows me out of the water. You have to process what you find, heal what feels damaged from that experience, and keep trekking. The end of the path is much farther than you think but appears to be just over the horizon (if only you could see the wood for the trees).
None of us are there yet. There may have been someone that already knows what is at the end, the total spoils of the treasure, but I have not seen them. There are some who share and help us take the right fork in the hard to see path, and others that point us down the wrong path. But as far as we know, we are all at the frontier of that path, all those in whatever way they started out, are coming together to help each other learn. That is where it started for me the second time I woke up. Actually on the internet.
The first time I woke up: My life was just kind of a blueprint for a path that led to awakening, although it seemed like a random series of unfortunate events. Both my parents died by the time I was 6, then the 2 grandparents that looked after me from there died when I was 10, and the two other grandparents who I hardly knew, a year or two after that. my young sister took me on, and I was very restricted to keep me safe. I could not go anywhere, except when sent to my cousins farm, now that she had married a farmer, she started to have me there for weeks at a time to give my sister a rest, as she was working full time to support us both. The farm was was at the edge of the alpine region, and covered in gorgeous Eucalyptus trees, and this became more remote and eventually, wilderness as it got closer to the National Park. I had the freedom to wander for hours across his farm and up into the native forests. I loved the freedom. I went on to join expeditions for Universities wanting data from unexplored places. I did that for a bit but I was only in my late teen's and then early 20's. I went to Scotland after an expedition to Africa, and I began to meditate to try and get rid of increasing migraine, as medication did not work. While completely awake, I had an experience. I shot through the wall like I was on a flat roller coaster, the walls of the houses in the suburbs rushing up to me in a blur, split second after split second. In just a few moments I had passed through dozens, gasped, and I was back in bed. That was the first time. I hardly ever had the same experience twice, except when it was something I taught myself. I was having expanded mind stuff going on, but I had no idea of the bigger picture. I had switched on my dormant abilities.
I then got married, and my then husband convinced me I was being silly pursuing this path and i was embarrassing him as he pursued a career in mental health. I went back to being asleep and had a child. We moved back to Australia, and he left. Devastated, one day I just said to myself, "I am going to take up where I left off 18 years ago and pursue my spiritual awakening!"
I said that as I sat looking at my laptop. I switched the laptop on and decided to leave the spiritual awakening for when I would make a moment for meditation the next day, which would be the first time in 18 years. I had lost all psychic ability since the day I stopped at my husbands request. I decided to then go and look up why the schooling system seems quite "off". My daughter found it difficult to adjust to the pressures of school. I felt, why are we taught to compete in school instead of cooperate. My daughter was not competitive and felt demoralized. Then I found this old lady talking about her time at the White House decades ago as an admin, and how they thought she was just an ignorant young thing with no life experience, of no importance or threat, and stuck her in a room to sort papers for the Education Department. She was young, intelligent, and she had an amazing memory. She absorbed all those documents, and realized the system was designed to dumb us down, because that method became an adopted blueprint for other countries as well So in her 90's, as sharp as a tack, I was watching someone's great gran, tell me how it really was. I had an epiphany from watching this elderly lady talk, and within 2 hours I had the basic bones of what was going on. From there, as they say, all roads lead to Rome.
So don't doubt your path TinFoilSuit. All roads lead to Rome (eventually).
And so far I have not even got around to meditating again.
(Ok, well, a bit).
When did the light go on for you?
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How true that "we" are odd balls out!! LadyM correctly assessed the situation! Each of us is programmed during childhood to accept a certain mindset. Until something happens in our life to cause us to begin questioning that mindset, we follow blindly along. A horrible experience within a certain religious mindset is what started me questioning the brainwashing of my childhood. Oddly enough, it was also looking at Hubble photographs that led me to checking out Charles Hall & the Tall Whites, which in turn, led me to Bill & Kerry's interviews. That blew my little world wide open & I began to devour all I could for a long time. May the Universe bless Bill greatly for starting Avalon...a place where like minded people CAN exchange views to learn & grow!! 
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