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Lost N Found

21st October 2015, 02:43

I do not mean to keep the twig here but at this point I would like to re post that story board of Sila. Zionbrion was so great to begin this story and we have talked about it so I would like to bring Josh back at this point for all and hopefully others will continue with Sila as lionhawk has and Delight also. Zion is also beginning another story in another thread that he gave a link to above. So here it comes back my brothers and sisters.

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Josh

It had been 2 months since the Father Sun disappeared. Josh had been moving around to survive and came upon some campfires where the folks were surviving by love and defending each other. In the metropolis it was getting more dangerous and it seemed that the entire city was on fire. Josh had touched the hearts of quite a few folks but knew that he must move on. In His dreams, he kept hearing the word “Remember” and seeing a small child in a distant land and finally understanding that she knew what to do. He had been having these dreams for the last 2 years and just before the darkness came he heard the whisper of the sister moon talking with this young girl. He did not know at the time but had suspicions that the time had arrived for the great awakening. He also heard the angry father Sun as he was leaving or hiding because of the sister moon and the mother earth conversing with a young human being.

As he watched the angry insane mob torch another building in the city He knew he must exit this place as quick as possible. He saw the destruction of a small dog and tears flowed again. It seemed that all he could do anymore was cry for the life that seemed to be vanishing before his eyes. His heart and soul was being assaulted daily and all he could do was dream and connect with the young girl he knew in a far a way place. His love was starting to grow weak at times but when he connected with her he would grow strong once more to keep going. The camp fires he would come across had so much love and warmth that it kept him going. Those fires were becoming fewer and far between now but he kept moving toward the love he felt.

Lying in a cold damp cellar he started thinking back to the beginning of all of his sorrows that were coming in waves of his life. He had a family. His loving wife and two children were all that mattered to him then. He worked for a giant Corporation that manufactured industrial chemical liquids to control pests in the Hugh farms around the world. He knew these chemicals were killing the beautiful creatures of the earth but he was supporting his family and that is the only thing that mattered at the time. When the governments started spraying the skies with these chemicals, He quit his job and started to inform the peoples of the earth that they were being poisoned by the governments. There was a period where people tried to stop the poisoning but it was for naught. Then people started dieing and the government just kept spraying more and more. It was when his daughter and Son were the first to get sick and then they died that he began to dream vividly and saw the bright loving light. His wife hung on for longer but slowly withered away. This was the final blow to his heart. He was left with nothing. The government came and took his home. and put him out on the streets, The stock markets had already crashed so money was a worthless cause and meant nothing. All of this happened just before the Father sun disappeared. This is when he started to move around looking for the love that he had lost.

As he lay in the damp cellar he recalled the whispering of Sister Moon to the young girl and the clear message. That is when he knew that he must go south to find the love that would save his soul.. He managed to escape most of the city but was still entrapped on the outskirts. On the way he had been given a log to carry to a destination and told that he must find one called lionhawk to deliver it to.

The night was dark yet the fires burned bright…He slept a fitful few hours and arose to continue his journey. Traveling south, as he knew the areas from his journeys while working for the Corporation, he approached the river that bordered the Metropolis and separated it from the lush country side and the many suburban housing tracks that had been built by the rich developers in the last 10 years. He thought to himself that so much forests and rich fertile lands had been destroyed simply to make money for the developers. The well to do folks flocked to these housing tracks from the Metropolis where gated communities were created and small malls and all the amenities sprung up to support these consumers. Little did these people know that the corporations owned everything and they were just slaves to fill the Plantations. The technology world had come in like gang busters and everyone was soon hooked into this matrix of electronic slavery.

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Approaching the only bridge across the river at this point, he noticed the many fires on the bridge road bed. It was as if a giant flame thrower was being constantly operated. He knew that this was the only way to cross the river which was a very large and fast moving stream of water. So he started looking for a way to cross without being discovered knowing that there was probably roving bands of insane folks guarding the entrance from both sides. While watching the fires burn he did notice a large group of folk milling around the entrance on his side. He witnessed a gruesome attack on one of the party and felt sick at what he saw. These insane folk actually hacked this poor fellow up and proceeded to cook him on a large fire. He had to violently be sick at this point and lay down behind a large clump of bushes, The tears flowed freely and a light shown into his eyes as he heard a voice in his mind telling him to take heart for he would find the love he needed to continue his journey.

As he took heart at the small still voice he noticed a small path down to the river under the bridge. He was watching and scanning the path and saw nothing to block his way. So being very quiet he made his way down the path. When he approached the bridge he looked up to see that no one saw him. He was contemplating swimming across the river but knew he would possible drown. While looking up he saw the entrance to a small walk path on the bottom of the bridge girders that appeared to be a workers walk to repair the bridge. He then heard the voice once more telling him to go this way. Half way across the bridge on this very narrow walk way, he looked down at the very fast moving river and noticed things floating by. As he kept looking he began to see arms and legs and recognized that these were people. This made him sick again and he almost fell off the walk way.

Once on the other side of the river he came to another path way off of the walk way and proceeded to climb up the bank to a narrow gate. He approached this with caution because he could here a large crowd of voices coming from the bridge above. As he went through the gate he heard a rustling from the nearby brush. He was frightened and tried to hide in the brush. When out stepped a tall man and said do not be frightened, I will not hurt you my name is Grip. I was told to wait by this gate for another who has remembered. Are you the one that goes by the name of Josh? Josh answered immediately but was very Leary. Grip then asked him where he was heading. Josh then said that he was going towards the south to a place called Cape. Grip then looked towards the south and said, “We can travel together towards the south from here”. There are some very dangerous areas that we have to go through but two of us are better than one”. Have you heard the Sister Moon whisperings? Josh did not understand at first but then said yes. Grip then turned and said come we go south, we must hurry to get away from this river and that metropolis, I feel that something is going to happen that will not turn out to be good for the folks left here.
Josh had a very bad feeling in his heart at that moment but could not put words to it. The fires were burning bright all around as Grip and Josh walked towards a small hill in the near distance. Josh thought the hill might be only a few hundred yards but the more they walked the further it seemed to be from them. After walking for about an hour, the hill did seem to be closer. The fires were getting less bright and it was getting harder to see where they were walking when all of a sudden a very deep rumbling came from the north. Grip turned suddenly and looked with great surprise. He reached out and grabbed Josh by the arm and turned and began to run. Come we are out of time we must reach the cave in that hill as fast as we can. Josh followed as fast as he could all the while hearing the rumbling getting louder behind him. He tripped over some brush and Grip grabbed him up so he was back on his feet. Grip kept saying hurry, hurry, it was when they could see the dark hole in the hill side that a deafening boom scoured behind them. This sounded like it was just behind them and the sound was so loud that Josh lost his hearing. They approached the cave and Josh saw two other folk waving their arms for them to hurry. Josh felt a heavy wind on his back as they both stumbled into the cave. The two folk that were there pushed a giant door shut just in time. After that point Josh blacked out.

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As Josh began to awaken, his vision started to clear up, the first thing he noticed was a fire and someone putting a log on it to keep it burning. He began to see the walls of the cave and all of the old equipment of outdated computers and desks and chairs and monitors scattered around. His vision took in the ceiling of what appeared to be concrete from what he could see from the fire light. He heard a sound coming from a few monitors and it sounded like radio static. He was infatuated with that sound when he heard a voice, asking how he was feeling. It was then that he looked over to his right and saw the man sitting close to the fire. This man had a wide brimmed hat on that looked to be all leather. I am better but tell me who are you and where is Grip?

My name is Bill. Grip and Paul have gone to fetch Jake and see if the valley on the other side of this hill is still in tact. I then began to think about the rumbling and the great boom that happened just before we entered the cave. I asked Bill what had happened. Bill began to tear up at that moment but controlled himself and started to tell me what had transpired.

The Metropolis you came from has been destroyed. In the center of the great city was a nuclear power plant, this is what blew up, we don’t know what caused it but we suspect it was the insane folk. You have been out for almost a week now but there is still fallout from that destruction. Luckily we are far enough away from that city that the total destruction did not reach the valley but the north side of the hill or mountain if you will, is devastated and the entrance to this complex from that side is no longer usable. The south side is still usable and that is where we have quite a few folk that carry the love to keep us all surviving.
I am so sorry to tell you that all of the folk we had in the metropolis are gone. The fires are very great but they are also very deadly. We will make excursions into that waste land when it becomes safer to see if there are any survivors, but for now we are concentrating on the folk of the valley to the south. When the plant blew up we felt the cry of our loved ones as they passed into the great awakening and ascension. As Bill was telling me about this he was bleeding tears. It looked very hard for him to tell of this. I felt the heart pain and started to tear up also. All I could do at this point was grasp him in the conscious and put another log on the fire.

We both sat there for awhile feeling the love coming from others. Bill asked me if I had heard the sister moon whisperings. I said yes and that is why I was moving south to find the young girl in my dreams. I told him that she had the most vivid green eyes in my dreams. He shook his head as if he knew exactly what I was saying. It was then that I said, “Remember” out loud and he looked very deep into my eyes and repeated that word. I then asked if the father sun had come back. He said no, father sun and sister moon were still missing. At this point my eyes started drooping and Bill told me to get some more sleep as he put another log on the fire.

When I woke up, I could smell bacon and eggs and coffee, my mouth began to water and I looked over towards the fire. Grip and another fellow were sitting around the fire cooking the food and I could see a large camp pot for coffee sitting on a grill. When I moved to sit up Grip looked over and said, you hungry? I said yes and could sure use some of that coffee. Grip poured a cup for me and then introduced Paul. I asked about Jake as I had remembered Bill mention his name. Paul spoke up and said that Bill and Jake were surveying the top and north side of the hill. I was concerned that they may be in danger from the radiation. Paul told me that the radiation was not so bad and both Bill and Jake were taking precautions. Grip told me then that we should eat up because we had to start moving again towards the south. He told me that him and Paul along with Jake had scouted the valley and come across many camp fires where love was still creating safety zones so we would be going towards those as we headed south. Bill and another tall fellow showed up from the south entrance and said that everything in that direction looked good but the northern side was still a total waste and they did see roving bands of very ugly looking insane folk moving around closer to the river by Hugh fires. The city was nothing but one Hugh fire at this time so we would have to move quickly to get across a wide expanse of open suburban housing tracks that had been laid waste to and were burning very brightly still.

Grip and I were preparing to go, I picked up my pack and Bill grabbed my arm. You do intend to give that Log to its rightful owner? I looked at him and said, yes it belongs to one called lionhawk and that is one of my purposes to go to this place called Cape. He has started a very spreading of love and the awakening is spreading exponentially. This Log was given to me by a very open and aware young lady calling herself sierra. I received the log and after putting in my pack I wanted to thank her but I could not find her again. I keep thinking to myself that I will see her again. Bill looked at me and said you will my brother you will. Grip said farewell to all as I did also and we both turned and walked towards the south entrance. I felt an utterly calming affect and knew that I would see these folk again

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When Grip reached the southern entrance he turned and said that we had to be very quiet as he opened the door. This was a small door within the large doors of the cave entrance mostly used by small parties of humans as they entered and left the complex.. The large doors had been installed in the past to allow machinery and mass amounts of humans to enter or exit during very war like times. Grip slowly opened this small door and looked out with some kind of night goggles. He did not need these as the fires were burning bright all around this side of the hill. He removed them and told me to prepare to move out to the left. There would be a camp fire about 3 miles from the entrance where we could stock up more supplies as we moved further south.

I looked out and saw large fires burning to the right. This was a very large subdivision that was built in the past years that was part of the farm of the corporations. My first thought was to move in that direction to see if anyone was surviving. Grip grabbed my arm as I started to move that direction and said that is not a very pleasant place anymore and no one lives there that is not insane. We moved out to the left and I followed Grip who walked a small path. My sight was dimmed but Grip kept on that path. We walked for some hours it seemed and then slowed and stopped behind some small trees. Grip said in a hushed voice that we needed to wait and see who might be in front of us. I was watching a small camp fire and saw some folks milling around and placing logs on the fire when Grip said come we go to that fire..

As we approached the fire, Grip called out to a fellow that was or appeared to be guarding the perimeter, he said “Yo, Observer do you have some twigs and a log for a weary traveler” Observer started and then said yes, is that you Grip? Grip said yes, I have a log for your fire may we enter. Observer welcomed him, we walked forwards to the warmth and I could feel the heat of love as we came closer.

I watched all those around this fire and only saw a few as we approached. Observer asked who I might be so I told him my name. He began to look me up and down and then said, I have heard of you through the whisperings of the sister moon. You carry a special log for one of our brothers called lionhawk. I could only nod. Another fellow jumped up from the fire and asked Grip about a log to add to the fire. Grip produced a log from his pack and placed it on the fire. This fellow said “here is a talking stick you can tell us of your travels and all about this fellow you have brought to our fire”. Grip turned around to me and introduced this fellow as Bluegreen. I walked over to the fire and shook his hand and then noticed a lovely young lady sitting on a big log at the fire. She nodded to me and motioned for me to sit down. She then introduced herself as Iloveyou. Another young lady was sitting on the other side of her and introduced herself as Heyokah. I greeted both and then another man came in from the woods and introduced himself as Ivanhoe. I asked if he was like the historic Ivanhoe. He just looked at me and slowly began to laugh. I smiled and all around the fire began to snicker and laugh. This made all of us relax and the fire grew with love.

Observer then asked Grip and I if we would like to eat something as it appeared that we may have been traveling for quite some time. Grip said we could use some nourishment for our journey was long and we would be traveling for weeks from this point. Observer then handed us bowls and spoons and showed us the big stew pot next to the fire. This is quite hot so be careful but it is very good, dig in.

After filling our bowls with a very savory smelling stew, we sat down and filled our stomachs with this wonderful stew. While we were eating all the folks around the fire were also eating and looking excitedly at Grip. When Grip finished his meal, he asked for the talking stick. Iloveyou jumped up and handed the stick to him and then sat back down so quick I thought she would fall over the log so I reached out and grabbed her hand. We all turned to Grip to listen to his story.

Grip reached into his pack and pulled a long stemmed pipe out and a small pouch. He opened the pouch and an aromatic wonderful smell encircled the fire. He filled the bowl and picked a small burning branch from the fire and lit his pipe. The aroma from this totally relaxed everyone and Grip began to speak.

You all know the last time I was in these parts the Father Sun and the Sister moon were still in the heavens above. We all were preparing for the coming collapse that was brewing. You all lived in your homes and had gardens and self sustaining power. Remember I said that I must go north to find others that could be doing the same as you. At that time we did not know what was going to happen but we prepared all the same. When I last left you, all of you were stocking up and the big subdivisions to the west of here were still destroying the land and building boxes for the slaves to inhabit. I remember the encroachments that were coming your way but we could not stop them at the time. I traveled north to the big hill where the underground fortress had been created that had been abandoned during the Cold wars. There I found Bill, Paul and Jake. They were the Guardians for the great Metropolis to the North. They were making daily trips to the City and helping the awakened folks there. Remember, this was the beginnings of the end and just before the great tribulations began.

I spent a few weeks helping to secure some folks in the city and then moved on towards the North again. It took me almost a year to reach a southern border of the great harlot nation. At that time there was a great Diaspora of folks trying to get into that nation. I could not understand why they wanted to go there at first but then realized that the wars and devastation that I had come through were a major cause of these folks moving towards the North. I could not get across that border as they had erected a very high fence by then and folks trying to get over were being shot. I spent about 2 months just helping wounded and sick folks and knew that the end was close. I did my best to tell folks to “Remember” from what I had heard in my dreams. When the time came, I heard whisperings telling me to go back South.

For the next year, I traveled south through terrible destruction and death. I occasionally came across camps of folks that were self supporting and giving love. When I reached the Great Metropolis just to our North I had to skirt around the outside to keep away from what appeared to be giant insane mobs. Most of the city was still operating but I could hear and even see the police forces and Military just shooting large groups of folks. I made it back to the hill and Bill told me to rest. I was laid up for about two weeks when the Father Sun disappeared. Just before that I heard Sister moon Whispering to a young Girl whose Eyes where like emeralds. The Sister Moon was telling this girl to remember and to tell her parents and siblings to remember. I thought this was strange at the time but then heard more in my dreams and began to remember myself.

I spent a few months helping Bill, Jake and Paul protect the folks to the north in the city that were building camp fires. The southern subdivisions began to burn and explosions were heard daily. We heard screams and gun shots all the time and it was very hard. We made some excursions into the subdivisions but what we saw turned our blood cold. We retreated back to the Hill and continued to make trips into the City. These trips were becoming more dangerous because more large groups of insane people were starting to roam further out from the center of the city. We did what we could to secure the camp fires around the perimeter of this great metropolis and told folks to begin moving away from this city. It was then that I heard the Whisperings of Sister moon telling me to go to the southern bridge of the great river and wait for a traveler. That is when I first met Josh and we barely made it back to the Hill when the entire City destructed. We left the Hill and have traveled to your camp fire. That is all I can tell you at this time

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The folks around the fire began to ask questions when Observer spoke up and told everyone that we all must get some rest. Grip and Josh here must rest for their journey is long and dangerous still. He then asked Bluegreen if he would tend the fire while we all got some sleep and he would relieve him in a few hours. Bluegreen said yes and proceeded to add a log to this fire.

As I looked around folks began to leave and head towards the nearby woods. I was preparing my bedroll and turned to ask Grip a question of our direction after our rest, looking over I saw Grip was already asleep so I lie down and almost immediately fell into a deep sleep.

I saw dark clouds moving very fast towards the north. They looked as if they would drop rivers of water then they broke apart and I could see Sister Moon peeking around from behind and she was very bright and full. I began to speak and asked where she had been. She tried to speak but I could not hear her. My mind filled with sorrow as she could not give me her feelings. My heart filled with tears and I saw the young girl hurrying down a path and stumbling over bushes as she cried. There was a shadow of a dog following her very close and nudging her to keep her from falling. The young girl kept calling “poochie” as she ran towards a distant light. I saw the light and the Sister Moon speaking but could not hear and give words to my feeling.
I felt something shaking me and saw a large earth quake opening the land. I heard a voice saying wake up, wake up. I started coming out of a much lighted day and into a very dark night. Grip was standing over me and asking if I was alright. I turned over and the fire was so Hugh and bright that I had to shut my eyes for a minute. Grip was packing his back pack and telling me that we had to leave as soon as possible and we should make good time as there would be no major areas of dwellings or towns or cities for at least a hundred miles. We said our goodbyes to those at this way stop and felt the love as we pushed off towards the south.

Continue from the fire.

This is rather long and to continue Grip and Josh continue to move south towards meeting up with Sila. I did not want to create such a long page but somehow it happen this way so must have done something wrong in the way I went about it. I do believe there are at least 5 chapters here so far. Thank you all for being here.

Delight

21st October 2015, 06:27

I began to speak and asked where she had been. She tried to speak but I could not hear her. My mind filled with sorrow as she could not give me her feelings. My heart filled with tears and I saw the young girl hurrying down a path and stumbling over bushes as she cried. There was a shadow of a dog following her very close and nudging her to keep her from falling. The young girl kept calling “poochie” as she ran towards a distant light. I saw the light and the Sister Moon speaking but could not hear and give words to my feeling.

I have been having a journey around the landscape of what I believe because of where I have been. One thing I believe is that everything (and father Sun, Mother Earth and sister Moon know us nad love us) has consciousness. I believe we are on a consciousness journey into a natural world that has its own life. It is all so generous that we hardly would believe unless we know.

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I think we did have a regression and yet, I am not sad because I feel we are winning our wings of mind and grounding at the same time with our heart. This is what we are all naturally doing. We humans are magnificent "gods" (meaning creation with a small "g") IMO. We did not create the earth. We did craete a symbolic overlay of what we "perseive". The artificial overlay (matrix) is not a punishment but a gift. We are here to imagine a harmonizing of many "worlds".

For one thing I believe it is exciting to investigtate the past and imagine what I want to about its history. I tweak the stories I hear. The way I really enjoy it is on a level of myth. Myth takes everything I know and can put it together.

Right now I am investigating the precatyclysm earth and what the humans were doing then. I have embraced that we had something like 360 degree vision and many psychic abilities AND we lived in harmony with all life. What happened then and why we needed to leave the garden of a paradise to gain experience is lots of storied myth.

I am making up my own story about it. We were physically bigger by far and we were densifying deeply over time. We became very dense, by farther more dense than anyone had attempted.

The achemist spiritualizes matter and we have been alchemy players always. It is both in and out that we alchemize. We make spirit into matter by our creativity.

This is my myth. We have become smaller and more intense, more rigid, more careful and less free by design. We are getting very close now. We are deep in near to the zero where everything is and we are the portals ourselves. This is happening in the every kernal we create. I was looking at the milkey way and it came to me that not anyone else sees what I see. This is profound to me as how seeing and experiencing must be different for us each to contribute something to creator.We make the philosopher's stone as substance so simply... matters of our daily life.

In the meantime, before I understand much, I AM what I experience as only I do have experience. Me as a person matters literally. It is always personal in the realm of the living.

This is just an awesome condition and full of promise because I CAN and do make it up as what I then see.

This whole concern that anyone might hold about AI (thoughtforms themselves) and negativity (split from the polatr complement)only and just lost the 360 degree vision. The wisdom keepers can help me find the practices of reconnection so I am privileged to know of them.

Just because we cannot know we are the creators, ignorance does not care a jot that we do not grok. It is just the veil that is covering, is ignorance.

I am a quadruple aquarian which has me directed always to the water of life that is pouring on us. I claim that I am a seer of my vision that calls me. I am SOOO excited to share how much enthusiasm I feel about this new earth and what we are here to learn as the 5th human Expression that is counted by the Maya. (or by whatever number).

Yes, what is really wonderful to me is that on this computer I can find keys to my beloved investigation of the past worlds. I throw my log in the fire of spirits that will send smokey wafts from the fire all full of crackling sparks our stories of homes far and away and alchemy making the many as one.

ThePythonicCow

21st October 2015, 06:31

I did not want to create such a long page but somehow it happen this way ...
You tell quite a fine story there ... thanks.

If you wait at least 4 minutes between each post, then the server software won't combine two posts into one.

Zionbrion

21st October 2015, 15:54

Lost N Found

21st October 2015, 19:08

Thank you Zionbrion that is very well said and strikes cords with me. We have a soul and we have a spirit. So on one hand there is this thought in the reincarnation realm about the soul being caught in a net. Yet there is no talk about the spirit of life that I have found at this point. I can understand the thoughts about past lives and say that I have not researched that enough yet. Now If all of sudden I start feeling and actually experiencing a past life, Wow just saying. So much more research on my part. However I do have or have had experience with my spirit and that is where I leave this. Thank you again young man. This is such a great place for all of these conversations.

Zionbrion

21st October 2015, 21:22

I would recomend the book Many lives many masters by a guy named Brian. My mom read it when we all still lived in Minnesota, and it inspired her to move us all to California. I ended up reading it when I was a teenager, it is quite intriguing. Basically he is a phychologists and has this patient he cannot get any break throughs with, so he does hypnotherapy on her and she starts talking about all these past lives. After that session her healing truly began, and it led him down a path of becoming a past life hypnotherapist. The book is made up of his early accounts of regressing people and their stories.

http://www.brianweiss.com/about-the-books/many-lives-many-masters/

Lost N Found

22nd October 2015, 00:58

Thank you very much for that Zionbrion, I am always looking for books to read because I am such an avid reader. I find that books have so much more than just watching vids or such. Same goes with movies, usually the book has so much more. It is sad today that folks have gotten away from reading because of the internet and video's I have some close friends that absolutely refuse to read anymore unless it is a preface to a video and then it had better be short or the interest is lost. I really think that this society my be headed towards Farenhight 451. Anyway thanks again.

Delight

22nd October 2015, 05:28

Thank you Delight. "The matrix is not a punishment, but a gift"

Some seem to point out the earth as some sort of prison, where we are trapped in cycle after cycle of rebirth. That there are archone feeding off of our energy. People like David Ike purport this and even buddhism and a few other religions. That somehow this earth is suffering and that we must reach an enlightened state to escape it, or end the perpetual cycle. I admit I have experienced suffering as a human, but it is mostly all self-inflicted because I forget to be my own best friend. Why could we have cake and not eat it, never made sense to me.

The idea that the light is false we see when we die scares the crap out of my spirit, when I first learned about this concept I set am intention to try and not go towards it, but then another fear came in that what if I don't follow the light and end up becoming a lost soul so to speak with no idea where I am or where to go. I suppose when I am in spirit form I will know just what to do.

I think this earth could be a very magical serene place, if we would only allow it.

Magic Never Dies!! (http://www.zengardner.com/magic-never-dies/)This article from Jon Rappaport expresses something beautiful and good and IMO true.....

The desire for magic in every individual is squelched. So the first order of business is the restoration of imagination, from which all magic flows. Imagination is sitting there, always ready, waiting.

Imagination is saying, “The mind has been shaped into a system? I can undo that. I can liberate the mind and make it into an adventurous vessel. I can provide untold amounts of new energy.”

Life is waiting for imagination to revolutionize it down to its core.
Since imagination is a wild card that technocrats can’t absorb in their systems, they pretend it a faculty produced by the action of atoms in the brain. They pretend it is a delusion that can be explained by demonstrating, for example, that a machine can turn out paintings. Or poems.

“You see? We don’t need humans to make art. Computers can do just as well. Imagination isn’t mysterious at all.”

Technocracy and transhumanism flow from the concept that the human being is just another machine. And any machine can be made to operate more efficiently.

Meanwhile, imagination waits. It never vanishes. It stands by, just in case an individual decides to live a life that overflows with creative power.

If my work in this area has any organized precedent, it is ancient Tibet where, 1500 years ago, before the priests took over with their interminable spiritual baggage of ritual, practitioners engaged in exercises that engaged imagination to the hilt.

This was not about ultimate worship. This was not about some deep substrate in the Universe that one could plug into, to guide his actions and thought. It was about liberating the individual from all systems. It was about endless creation.

The first teachers of this Way came from India, where they had been pushed out of the academies of orthodox religious instruction. They were rebels. They had offloaded the metaphysical labyrinths of control. They were, in a sense, artists. Artists of reality.

They were brilliant riverboat gamblers, and in Tibet, for a time, they found a home.

They found students who, as now, were tired of the preaching designed to make humans into sophisticated mind-machines.

These people wanted more. They wanted to awaken their own imaginations and exceed the illusory boundaries of one space and one time.

They wanted magic.

Despite every cynical ploy, that desire is still alive.

Shadowself

22nd October 2015, 13:56

There is Magic in the telling:

"Why don't we listen to the voices in our hearts
'Cause then I know we'd find we're not so far apart
Everybody's got to be happy
Everyone should sing
For we know the joy of life
The peace that love can bring"

"So spoke the wizard in his mountain home
The vision of his wisdom means we'll never be alone
And I will dream of my magic night
And the million silver stars that guide me with their light "

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YPZfFEW2G9A

Visionary experience

Occur with the force of a present perception of external reality;

Have what appears to be the same quantity and quality of sensory detail as ordinary experiences;

Are experienced as external to the experiencer;

Occur in what seems to the experiencer to be an extended, three-dimensional, explorable perceptual space;

and

Frequently involve interactions with apparently autonomous others.

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A visionary world the mundus imaginalis, “a very precise order of reality, which corresponds to a precise mode of perception”

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Anomalous Events That Can Shake One’s Skepticism to the Core

" I savored the experience more than the explanation".

"The emotional interpretations of such anomalous events grant them significance regardless of their causal account. And if we are to take seriously the scientific credo to keep an open mind and remain agnostic when the evidence is indecisive or the riddle unsolved, we should not shut the doors of perception when they may be opened to us to marvel in the mysterious".

http://www.scientificamerican.com/article/anomalous-events-that-can-shake-one-s-skepticism-to-the-core/

http://www.scientificamerican.com/sciam/cache/file/F661F7A8-F792-47DB-88A65DFDA4597E2E_article.jpg?37059&w=277&h=400

Perception, Overload, Adjustment, Sequence.

Meggings

22nd October 2015, 15:08

Delight and Shadowself, I enjoyed your foray into the fields of imagination.
In homage to imagination, I add pictures of what happens when thinking is ceased and body simply moves with paint.
Last night I had an image of fat thick clouds seen on a long drive up north. Wanting to capture it, I squeezed out fat thick paint, but shortly after saw the sleeve of my painting dress had smeared the rolls of paint meant to be rolls of cloud.

I took a toothpick, and this odd little flower came out of the clouds.
The second picture is another "flower" above it, that I used Q-tips and toothpicks to paint.
I hope Selkie comes to visit and enjoy, for she once wrote that she likes the "snap of a paintbrush" - I like the swirls of thick paint.

It occurs to me that thought plays little in the odd things I am making - thought functions as a tool of imagination.

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Delight

23rd October 2015, 04:37

I visitd a hypnotherapist a few times. One session had m rlax and imagine a past life.

In my imagination I was dying a slow starving death. I did not have the courage to consciously die. I had regrets. In a dark dungeon in filth with sores and no bathing and no food, I was surely to die and I wished I could speak to my daughter.

I knew she was with a husband living at the familly place. I knew she had brought up my son and that he was now a man. I felt no real longing to se him but I missed my daughter like an ache and never to be filled hole in my heart.

My story was a selfish one. I left our home when my son was born at the time my wife died in childbirth.
We were like farmers with trraced gardens and we were tradrs and my brother was the one who led the family.

I was always a seeker and I left to find something important that maybe I found but I don't remebr. What I knew was that it was like dust in my mouth, this "thing" and I was now responsible for whre I ended up. That feeling was so heavy because I think I just plain failed in this life.

I imagine that this was inevitable that I have this failure.
Whatver I found that made me a victim of those who believed I knew something I did not and that I was just not telling was what I had sought. But it did me no good at all.

My imagination of home is that it was a terraced palntation leading to th sa. It was rocky and dry. The family knew the technology of water and growing and husbandry and w were self sufficient. Other brothers and sisters were traders. The extended family all cooperated. We had our permanent home where my daughter lived.

I left the family. My excuse was my wife's death and the reason was that I just wantd to leave.

So what was I feeling now? I felt the urge to send a message by mind. I wrote my daughter a letter that would only reach her by an unknown means.

I meditated and pushed myself deep into pictures of home. It was the bright sunny of autumn My daughter was at the gate looking out at a long road with a flat surface on a mesa. She was wishing that a letter would come. The sky was a brillaint blue and white clouds scudded and the wind was strong. At that moment she felt me being with her.

I felt her heart sink knowing that I was dying.

The feeling of our embrace was as real as any touch. She was deep in memory and missing me as deeply as I missed her and her head was on my shoulder and we cried.

I tried to send an explanation for my life and the wish that she know me as I endded up...all in total what I knew NOW and that she would remember me and share that I had lived in some way.

I was thinking and saw my life stretched out like a web and I gave her the pattern and I felt such relief and I sighed. I could go on and I passed out of life into more life and this was a good death.

My daughter heard me and she whispered the words.
"I found what I was seeking. It is not important. But I know something in losing what was precious. I lost my connection to the goddess. I lived and I did what I chose and it was selfish and led me to sadness. Now I know I was stupid to so value my own power and be vain and arrogant. I turned my back on the goddess and she made me turn around and face her.The goddess will not be denied her will.

What is important to me now might have saved my life once but I was bound to get here and it is now "said and done". I love you and you love me and we can say goodbye."

Zionbrion

24th October 2015, 00:13

Oh well, I just wrote a long post and then went to grab this image and it all disapeard. :(

I'll post the image anways. :)

http://www.tricycle.com/sites/default/files/images/blog/Reincarnation%20joke.jpg

Shadowself

24th October 2015, 16:33

Good Morning!

Lionhawk wanted me to let you all know he is doing his best to keep up with the campfire. Today he was going to post but had trouble seeing (diabetes is taking hold of his eyesight) and wanted to wait till his focus hopefully became more clear.

As it stands he's been so busy with that wood and is coming along beautifully. You should see the boards he's made they are beautiful! I may get that floor I wanted yet....:inlove:

Here are the freshly cut boards that are in the process of drying which is all oak...

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And here is the left over for use in the fireplace this winter...

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As you can see he has a small fire going for the left over twigs and such. Today I'm going to get a tarp to cover the boards so they can stay dry from the rain.

So you see he's been too busy the last week to add to the fires this week. But I've been sharing your stories here for him.

Love love love those flowers Meggings...

Past life and OBE story too!

Anyhow I wanted to let you know Lionhawk is here in spirit and will be back real soon.

Did someone mention the Moody Blues here? One of my favorite bands too...

Regarding past life there is this...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MKWmGqbVTdU

RunningDeer

25th October 2015, 01:00

Lionhawk wanted me to let you all know he is doing his best to keep up with the campfire. Today he was going to post but had trouble seeing (diabetes is taking hold of his eyesight) and wanted to wait till his focus hopefully became more clear.
Blessings sent...

River of tears
revealed
clear seeing
the beauty within

Heart freedom
LionHawk ♡

http://i1262.photobucket.com/albums/ii610/WhiteCrowBlackDeer/LionHawk_zpsj788vqmb.jpg

Shadowself

25th October 2015, 14:36

RunningDeer

25th October 2015, 15:05

Whoa!!!!!!!!!!!! Runningdeer!!!!!!! That is simply amazing! I just got Lionhawk to stop what he is doing and give this a look. He's going to attempt to post here I think.
To Brook and LionHawk,

Mother Earth’s tree is a healing place of imaginable wonder. LionHawk gets it on a bunch of levels.

I’ve got a family gathering to run to but wanted to quickly suggest this post (http://projectavalon.net/forum4/showthread.php?86146-Unhonored-requests-to-have-my-membership-cancelled&p=1012629&viewfull=1#post1012629).

With LionHeart’s higher self permission, I did a bit of looking last evening and in the early morning hours. (Nothing intrusive and with utmost respect for the spirit vehicle.)

Gulps last bit of coffee and runs out the door. xo

......................Going, going, gone ...............................http://avalonlibrary.net/paula/Recovered/biker-smiley-face_zpsz9gloaht.GIF

Shadowself

25th October 2015, 15:34

Check it:

http://r29.imgfast.net/users/2911/23/55/04/smiles/1268228942.gif

http://nwindian.evergreen.edu/curriculum/SacredTree.pdf

For my Lionhawk :heart:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z6vFWmLXl3g

Lionhawk

25th October 2015, 15:41

Good Morning Everyone!

I want to thank everyone for holding down the campfire here lately. You all are just wonderful souls that I am most joyous to be in the company of.

It isn't often where I ask Shadowself to do something for me. Yesterday was one of those times. I just couldn't see the type on the screen. The doc said back in the Spring I was starting to go blind. Type 2 is what is causing the problems. I am not here to ask for pity. The Doc wanted to do eye surgery but I felt as though he was using me for a cash cow and decided to take the risk of not having surgery. You know something is up when they say there is no guarantee. I have learned to do the best you can do on every given day and to adapt to what you are enduring through. I also note that others have it far worse than I, so I am not complaining. I endure and that is the best I can do. If I have to measure the boards 6 times than so be it. I thank Shadowself for posting for me yesterday as I wanted you all to know what was up here lately. I must also confess I haven't read all the posts as of late, but will try to catch up and respond as I know the posts here in this thread carry weight.

First off, we are going to have to start an art gallery of RunningDeer's work. Talk about a synchronous pic she created because yesterday I was part of the forest. I also found myself in great company there as well. I had a small dark brown finch who kept me company as I split wood for our campfire here at home. I would sit down for a moment and he would go about pecking at the crumbs of my work. This went on all day and he drove my feline friend, Sasha, nuts. I also witnessed an aerial battle with some crows and hawks. It was a fierce one that went on for about 15 minutes. But I also had a long moment of that connection where I found myself in any tree I chose. And the first thing I see this morning was a validation of that with RunningDeer's artwork. I even told Shadowself about that connection even before I saw the pic. You out did yourself RunningDeer because the image looks 3D even though it is a 2D image. Absolutely AMAZING! Thank-you!

A couple of side notes. So far I don't have any problems with folks posting on this thread as you all have respected this campfire from a first hand point of view and that is what is the only requirement of this thread. It somehow creates the real magic of keeping it real. If you have a story and it is from your first hand then there is no problem. I just don't want second hand crap here. If I wanted to see second hand crap, I could easily go to other locations and read it from there. In my mind the real signal to noise ratio is the first hand vs. the second hand, where the second hand is the noise.

I also have an open door policy so if there are any questions, just PM me. There is no need for folks to get in any kind of panic here. I always respond and sometimes I am slow getting there but I get there.

As far as past lives go, keep the mighty paintbrush out of it. I have not walked in your moccasins or vis-a-versa. Meaning, that some who have incarnated here may not have any past lives in this sector and thus have no recall of such. That's okay. You may have other gifts that others don't have across the board. Others may have had a block put there by their own choosing because they wanted to take a break from it all and just have a good Earth life of enjoyment instead of fighting with alien wars and such. Every path is different and the paintbrush does a terrible injustice corning folks into places that don't fit them. So please don't panic because a subject doesn't resonate with you. We are all gems and the facets vary with different reflective qualities. So have no fear!

On the subject of past lives, I wanted to thank the Grip for his story right after he posted it. I am still contemplating on what he went through there. As with all of the past lives that have been posted, Miss Megging's accounts are incredible to me because of the emotional recall. It's that connection in those lives with the heart that makes it all happen. So I do my best to relive what you went through.

As far as the Sila story goes, Lost & Found nailed what she looks like. As I have also seen her. I am not so sure this story is fiction. Maybe what is so befuddling here is that this story might have happened on a parallel time line and ZionBrion and Lost & Found were in that time line at some time. Maybe the word "past life" is not the right word????? Anyways, you two should get it "together" and I was wondering if the Mods can create a sub thread of this thread to post the Sila Story? That way it would have it's own place near our campfire. Just thinking....... Anyways, spot on Lost & Found! :clapping:

Again, thank-you everyone for keeping the fire lit! Hopefully I can post more as I go here.

Many thanks to RunningDeer and Shadowself too! Glad you are back RunningDeer. We missed you! :sun::sun:

Nagosa.......

Shadowself

25th October 2015, 18:12

Okay...it's time we all saw the man that Pinnicus the cougar motivates. I wanted to share a photo of Lionhawk but could not find any showing his eyes. His eyes are what sold me. So here are some (he's gonna kill me when he sees this...hehehe) when he was a young buck and the third is the one of the hat I bought him with that chainsaw story...but all the photos I have of him recently he's wearing shades! Kinda like me eh? LOL

Future so bright I've gotta wear shades!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8NZKLZmz4kA

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Often found kissing a fish!

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Yep...he's gonna kill me when he gets back in....LOL

(note: photo imprint is great for remote healing in this downhill battle Type 2)

At first, many Native Americans were wary of having their photographs taken and often refused. They believed that the process could steal a person's soul and disrespected the spiritual world.

Over time, however, some Native Americans came to cherish photographs as links to ancestors and even integrated them into important ceremonies.

Lost N Found

25th October 2015, 19:43

More tree stuff brothers and Sisters, Shadowself, Runningdear and lionhawk thank you so much All I can say, I Love you. Trees are alive in us

1 People and Trees: Intimately Connected Through the Ages on Sun Jul 19, 2015 3:54 pm
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People and Trees: Intimately Connected Through the Ages
Trees are considered sacred in many cultures. Tree worship, in one form or another, has been practiced almost universally by ancient peoples in every corner of the globe.

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By Jocelyn Mercado / pachamama.org
Trees Speak to the Soul of Human Beings
It is no wonder that trees have captured the human imagination since the beginning of time. Their strength, deeply rooted in the Earth, is an inspiration. Their trunk and branches are a wonder of nature because they stand sturdy and impenetrable most of the time, yet they can flex and sway with the wind when needed.
The whisper of a breeze in their leaves or the sight of ants marching in a straight line up or down their trunks remind us of the magic of nature that trees embody. They live for hundreds or even thousands of years, and so we revere them as keepers of past secrets and sentinels of the future.
Watching their cycles of growth, shedding of leaves, and re-flowering in the spring, people have long perceived trees as powerful symbols of life, death, and renewal. Since the beginning of time, humans have had a sense that trees are sentient beings just like us, that they can feel pain, that they bleed when they are hurt. Trees even look like us. People have a trunk; trees have arms. And so we innately feel a deep connection to them.
Many people say they can feel a tree’s vibrational energy when placing their hand upon its bark. With their deep roots, trees carry significant grounding energy. We naturally feel peace and serenity when walking in the shade of trees or on a forest trail.

Trees Help Us Every Day
A recent study shows that trees remove so much pollution from the air that they “prevented 850 human deaths and 670,000 cases of acute respiratory symptoms in 2010 alone.” When an insect called the emerald ash borer killed off a significant number of trees in the American Midwest in the 1990’s and 2000’s, rates of human death from cardiovascular and respiratory illness increased.

More difficult to quantify is the psychological effect that trees have on people. People who spend time outdoors, or even those who have access to windows looking out at trees, have been shown to have better health than those who do not.

The Universal Tree of Life: Both Ancient and Modern
The concept of a Tree of Life, often symbolizing the connections between all life forms, is found in many religions and philosophies, dating back as early as ancient Egypt. The Egyptian tree of life symbolized creation and represented the chain of events that brought everything into existence.
Fast forward to modern science. The tree has become the quintessential symbol of biological evolution, as its ever-branching image poignantly depicts the unmistakable interconnections between all living species on the Earth.
The beautiful Tree of Life painting at the top of the article was shared with us by artist Judith Shaw. It was inspired by the ancient symbol of the Tree of Life as well as by Sacred Geometry.
The Tree Leaf and Eternal Life
Consider this beautiful commentary from Thich Nhat Hanh reflecting on a tree leaf:
“I asked the leaf whether it was frightened because it was autumn and the other leaves were falling. The leaf told me, “No. During the whole spring and summer I was completely alive. I worked hard to help nourish the tree, and now much of me is in the tree. I am not limited by this form. I am also the whole tree, and when I go back to the soil, I will continue to nourish the tree. So I don’t worry at all. As I leave this branch and float to the ground, I will wave to the tree and tell her, ‘I will see you again very soon.’
… That day there was a wind blowing and, after a while, I saw the leaf leave the branch and float down to the soil, dancing joyfully, because as it floated it saw itself already there in the tree. It was so happy. I bowed my head, knowing that I have a lot to learn from the leaf because it is not afraid-it knew nothing can be born and nothing can die.”

Cultural Beliefs About Trees
Trees are considered sacred in virtually every place where humans have settled.
There are many profound beliefs surrounding trees that people have held for millennia. Here are some interesting and touching examples:

• For the Sng’oi people of Malaysia, a person and a tree can belong with each other, and this relationship is maintained for life. Certain trees and certain people belong together. When a person belongs with a tree, they also belong with its offspring: any trees that grow from the seeds of the first tree, no matter how far the seeds may scatter. The Sng’oi people call upon their intuition to know which child trees have sprung from which parent trees.

• The World Tree is said to dwell in three worlds: Its roots reach down to the underworld, its trunk sits on the Earth, and its branches extend up to the heavens. Many cultures share a belief that this tree is the Axis Mundi or World Axis which supports or holds up the cosmos. For the Mayan peoples, the Axis Mundi was a massive Ceiba (in other cultures, it is called Kapok) tree that stands at the center of the world. The Mayan beliefs reflect that human souls first came into being as the sacred white flowers on the branches of the Ceiba tree. Souls of the dead Mayan ancestors rose from the roots of the Axis Mundi up through its branches and into the celestial realms.

• In Germanic regions, it was believed that mankind was created from tree trunks, echoing the perception that people and trees have much in common.

• In Sweden, some trees were considered “wardens” and could guard a home from bad luck. The warden was usually a very old tree growing on the lot near the home. The family living there had such great respect for the tree that they would often adopt a surname related to the name of the tree.

• A well-known sacred tree in Norse mythology was Yggdrasil, a giant ash tree that was said to link and shelter the nine worlds that were believed to exist.

• In Irish and English folklore, fairies would be found wherever Ash, Oak, and Hawthorne trees grew together. Hawthorn trees were regarded as a powerful symbol of protection, and were often planted near houses to ward off lightning as well as evil spirits. On the dawn of Beltane, it was believed that women who bathed in the dew from a Hawthorne blossom would become beautiful, and men who washed their hands in the dew would become skilled craftsmen.

• Buddhists have a deep reverence for the Bodhi tree, a type of fig tree with heart-shaped leaves, beneath which the Buddha is said to have meditated for 49 days, trying to reconcile his mind to the fact that there was suffering in the world. On the 49th day, he stood and thanked the tree for providing shade for him, and in that instant he attained enlightenment. Today, in the same location where the Buddha is believed to have sat, there grows a descendant of that same Bodhi tree. Buddhist myths say that the tree will live there until the world is destroyed, and the place where it grows will be the last place to be destroyed; and when the world is reborn, that site will be the first place to appear.

• The villagers of Piplantri, in Rajasthan, India, celebrate the birth of each little girl by planting 111 trees in her honor. The entire village works together to plant and care for the trees. This tradition not only ensures that the environment will be able to support the increasing population of the village, but it has also brought harmony and a drop in crime to the village.

• In Malaysia, people maintain a very intimate relationship with trees. “There is a practice of tree planting around houses to the extent that the walls and wooden structures are allowed to give way to the roots of creeping plants, purposely sown at the bases of these structures.” The graveyards in Malaysia are covered so thickly with trees that the entire grounds are cool and sheltered from the tropical sun. The trees are allowed to take root into the graves and it is said that the trees whisper prayers to the creator asking for forgiveness of past transgressions of those buried in that place.

well the images did not make it but my twin flame an I have named all the trees on our property and one might even find us talking and hugging the wonderful creatures.

Calz

25th October 2015, 20:17

At first, many Native Americans were wary of having their photographs taken and often refused. They believed that the process could steal a person's soul and disrespected the spiritual world.

Hmmm ... looking at all the zombies taking endless selfies gives one pause ...

http://jokideo.com/wp-content/uploads/meme/2014/12/First-ever-selfie-stick_1.jpg

Shadowself

25th October 2015, 20:21

I have lived and died with my beloved twin flame twice on this world.

Trees play prominent for what comes from a tree?

SAP

Sub Atomic Particles

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This movie is the closest to what I know of such and a tree plays prominent....living past and present. Together we are forever on the road to awe...

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Lost N Found

25th October 2015, 22:58

The road to awe such poetry shadowself, You catch the heart and soul of trees. I have actually listened to these beautiful souls. My twin flame and I lived in this place for years and years and right in front of us the land was full of very large and new trees. We were so blessed with these beings. One day not to long ago a very evil soul showed up and brought his god money and decided to build apartment units or houses to make himself more of his god. My soul and twin flame soul heard groaning's from the souls. So we fought for them but the god money won out and not to long after our battle this monster came in and murdered these beautiful souls. The machines literally ripped them up and then ran on to them and proceeded to break them rather than just cut them down either way these monsters butchered the souls. My twin flame and I heard the screams and all we could do was watch and cry daily as this all happened.

We still cry and hear the screams. Nightmares are not good from that. Well enough of that I wanted to give you and lionhawk something that is more positive so here that is.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=o1yCRF16wwk

My favorite group also.

Lost N Found

26th October 2015, 02:23

Shadowself, it is so cool that you and lionhawk continue to be soul mates through past and present lives. To me that means that your essence is one and always has been. It just takes time when you reincarnate to come back together. I see that with my soul mate and I also. So we have been connecting, Picture of lionhawk triggered a knowing in me. Like I know you from somewhere sort of thing. Thank you. Since you started that I have to dig one up for both of you. Don't mean to consume time at the fire tonight just raw with emotions. I want to give everybody some more music so here comes and goodnight to all.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KZibTPAi4fA

Meggings

26th October 2015, 02:35

Lost N Found, not long ago I had to cut a tree limb off, for it grew horizontally across the front steps to the house. I put off taking action for two years, but the time came the limb had to go so people could come and go. I explained it to the tree. I apologized. I cut the branch. The tree sap wept out of the wound and would not stop. I bandaged it. I read things I could do. One day a crystal clear thought came to drip beeswax on the tree wound. I did. The lifeblood of the tree stopped seeping out. The next year I removed the wax, and tree had healed itself.

But before that, I spoke to the tree nearly every day. I would pause as I came or went and put my hand on it, apologizing again and again. One day the tree shot me this sentence: "Do not bemoan the way things used to be. Move on with what you have." (this is a paraphrase - the actual words I wrote down in some journal somewhere). I think the trees that were ripped up would be very very sad, but would accept it.

Did you do ceremony for the trees that were destroyed? (You say you cried.) Did you speak to the trees, to the nature spirits, to mother earth at that time? We are heard. In my view life is sacred, and when it comes to an end, an honouring can be rendered that heals.

Shadowself, I have seen the movie you link to above (The Fountain) several times. I thought it was about love that is eternal through time, that expresses as we reincarnate again and again in our questings. I saw it as two aspects of one soul coming together in different guises, but always with the bedrock of love. And the TREE, the Tree of Life, around which we/they dance, sustains us/them.

It is bittersweet to have seen the short video you posted, since I saw it with my beloved before he died. And because I knew so many lives he and I had shared over thousands of years. I have spent many minutes thinking on these things, and bless the Tree of Life that sustains us as we live and die in the fields of time.
Thank you for posting this, which brings memories and feelings of victory and loss and expansion and growth.

And Lionhawk, since reading the posts above regarding your health, I have been carrying an energy with me of care for you both. I cannot end my day without reaching out, touching you, expressing love from my heart - for I suspect many of us here have known each other in other lifetimes.

By the way, the meticulous way you have stacked your oak boards is pure delight. I recognize this meticulousness. Thumbs up!

Zionbrion

26th October 2015, 03:11

Tree rings transcribed into piano notes.

RBRy2UYzv7o

RunningDeer

26th October 2015, 03:27

...yesterday I was part of the forest.

LionHawk

Sneaker steps
in forest wood
bathed in
Light of Gold

http://i1262.photobucket.com/albums/ii610/WhiteCrowBlackDeer/Healing-Forest_zpsi08ldjge.jpg

With heart,
RunningDeer

RunningDeer

26th October 2015, 03:34

Tree rings transcribed into piano notes.

RBRy2UYzv7o

Amazing, Zionbrion!http://avalonlibrary.net/paula/Recovered/smileys-thanks-771216_zpsx8jrhspp.GIF

♡

Delight

26th October 2015, 05:05

Whoa!!!!!!!!!!!! Runningdeer!!!!!!! That is simply amazing! I just got Lionhawk to stop what he is doing and give this a look. He's going to attempt to post here I think.

Truth is he's going blind from the Diabetes 2 he has. His doctor sent him to an eye doctor and the eye doctor said he could have some laser surgery that might slow it but it won't stop it. And neither one of us is in a position to afford that surgery....so....He also suffers from severe neuropathy in his feet and legs which is why he pushes himself in this project with the wood. Most times he can hardly walk from it. I can't even describe the pain I see him go through. When he is sleeping I can hear him moan in pain. It's not good...so when I saw that image I was totally amazed. You see this is how he's working through it. He's putting himself in the trees and wood to avert the sensations and work through it. You Runningdeer have captured his work in all of this for sure.

That is a totally outstanding image and thank you for that Runningdeer!

http://i1262.photobucket.com/albums/ii610/WhiteCrowBlackDeer/LionHawk_zpsj788vqmb.jpg

Much love to you Runningdeer for that image... :heart:

I also send my love of the picture and love to your eyes Lionhawk.

Have you ever investigated sun gazing?

I would like to request the stick again. Thank you very kindly for allowing me to sit here with you all.

I want to add a stanza to a poem I wrote before

The lucky tree is embraced by a beautied eyes man who carves a staff and shaves the planked board.
This one tree becomes appreciated for generations of life and is walked upon, leaned on, laid out in a feast and and sat around.
The firelight in the hearth of our ideal home touches the grain gently like the sculptor and carpenter's love.

gripreaper

26th October 2015, 05:16

Olympic National Park:

http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v376/macanudo/San%20Francisco/DSC03805_zpse2d59379.jpg

Ah, show um where we lived Steve.

http://www.olympicnationalparks.com/media/16991/olympic_map.jpg

Lost N Found

26th October 2015, 15:40

Thank you Grip. haven't been in that forest for so long. Trees still look healthy. Runningdear your art and healing touch is a blessing thank you so much.
Zionbrion the recording of tree rings is so amazing as Runningdear has said. Delight, your poems are quite touching for us all. A healing for lionhawk from all of us, energy to his eyes. I suspect that his inner sight is brighter than ever.

I am still encased in the trees this morning so going to play one more song.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=13KUZ53NWq0[/url]

I be hugging and talking to the trees in and around this property today.

RunningDeer

26th October 2015, 23:46

I also send my love of the picture and love to your eyes Lionhawk.

Have you ever investigated sun gazing?
I’ve sun gazed for several years. It stimulates inspiration and flashes of understanding. I feel uplifted and joyful, even 20-30 seconds is a power packed experience.

Sun rise and sun sets are the suggested times. I also do it during the day. I’ve got blue-green eyes, so there’s more light sensitivity than with brown ones. (from what I've read) What’s helpful is that I do one eye at a time when the sun is high and/or filter it through my fingers.

One of the things I like about this vid is you don't have to question whether it's disinformation or not. He demonstrates directly that it’s safe. I also like the wisdom he shares.

FFT LionHawk: I listened to a video today where hosts, Lisa and Dani, of the ‘One People Round Table’, and the interactive audience have the similar experiences with blurred vision. Some went for eye check-ups. The doctors report there's nothing wrong and they've got 20-20 vision. The greater theme of the show was strange physical experiences and symptoms because of the current energy influx.

I post because maybe some of this rings true. There are days that I experience it as well. I wear glasses for distance, but they're ineffective on the blurry days.

Solar Powered Human & Sun Gazing - Shen Ji
0JXGbI4QsMg

♡

Lost N Found

27th October 2015, 00:50

Runningdear, I started to listen to Lisa and Dani this morning but got pulled away. I read Dani's articles and all that is on the Removing The Shackles site, Don't always get to listen. Very interesting feelings about looking at the sun for healing in the eyes. I too do suffer with eye problems like lionhawk. I am sorry he cannot get the laser surgery that does work for sight. I was going blind at age 39 with retinopathy in both eyes. I was fortunate at the time to get the laser surgery and it did bring back my eye sight to 20/30 or some such. My sight has been good since except for the standard degradation due to age. Have to wear over the counter mags to see up close but still see good at normal distance. I pray for lionhawk to be healed in that respect. Thank you for the wonderful info on healing by solar. Looking deeper here.

Meggings, yes my twin flame and I both did hold ceremonies for all the wonderful souls that lived next to us. We also cried a lot and prayed for them. Shortly before the monsters showed up both of us spent time in the midst of the forest souls just being in them. It hurt and still does. I have to stop here. Thank you very much for your feelings and thoughts.

Steven

This is pure Art and love

RunningDeer

27th October 2015, 01:36

Runningdear, I started to listen to Lisa and Dani this morning but got pulled away. I read Dani's articles and all that is on the Removing The Shackles site, Don't always get to listen.
Hi Steven,

Fitting everything in is an art form. Juggle, juggle, jiggle.

Here’s a tip for those short on time:

Download videos using a free software from aimersoft.com (http://www.aimersoft.com). It converts it into different formats like audio or video. That way you pick up where you left off, rewind parts or listen on an iPod.

I started listening to Dani’s “Transpicuous News: Removing the Shackles (https://www.youtube.com/user/RemovingtheShackles/videos)”. What I like is becasue of her diverse background, she's got contacts around the world and fact checks. I couldn’t say how accurate it is because I’ve yet to listen to an entire show. It seems that events happen so fast that last week’s news is old news. And at times, a little bit of her goes a long way… which is why I like to download and fast forward parts.

The same goes for Lisa Harrison’s “One People Round Table (https://www.youtube.com/user/lisamharrison/videos)” and “The Collective Imagination (https://www.youtube.com/user/lisamharrison/videos)”.
♡

PS I didn't see the deer picture the first time around. How precious! It's my new desktop pic. :wave:

Mike

27th October 2015, 02:50

in light of some of the documented ailments and diseases here, i think this'll be a good place to post this:

my skepticism is pretty well documented here on the forum. i'm definitely a "show me" type of guy. i make no secret of that. and i've made no secret of my frustration and disdain for excessive woo- woo'ness without any sort of follow thru. in other words, if you say you can do it, do it. we so rarely see *real* evidence of paranormal abilities, and i find this to be immensely discouraging. despite many disappointments, ive tried mightily to stay open minded...i never let the candle go out completely, but its true that it was dwindling to near nothingness amidst an aggressive wind..

so you can imagine my joy and wonder when the following occurred:

my heart problems are pretty well documented here, so i won't repeat all thats already been said. its enough to say for now that the last ten years have been an utter hell for me. hell.

when i awoke on friday it was very clear to me that something had changed. i felt good and right and light. there was a certain calmness there. the oppression and unfathomable weakness that had plagued my heart had suddenly lifted. an almost meditative energy flooded my veins. and i experienced a lucidity i hadnt felt for many many years..it was as though someone had turned the lights on in my mind. thinking of it now, i regard my pre-friday self as like a photo negative, and my new self as a bright, lucid snapshot, screaming with color and clarity.

what happened?

i asked myself that same question all day long. i got very scientific about it: what did i eat the day before? what did i drink? what time did i go to bed? etc it all seemed too good to be true. while its true that i had been feeling better the previous few days, what happened friday night represented a quantum leap.

but i still couldnt trust it. it took half the day for it to sink in...and when it did i felt that i might weep tears of gratitude and humility..

so i get a message from Paula(RunningDeer) after all this has occurred, and what she says blows my mind. i won't get into too many details, but basically she saw (with spiritual eyes) an ugly, oppressive creature latched on to my heart and various other organs. she went on to describe a creature i had envisioned in my mind's eye many times before(tho never too seriously). long story short, she explained that she used the techniques she describes in this very thread, and was able, thru no small miracle, to get rid of this energy sucking motherf#cker for me....

...and my gratitude is immeasurable, let me tell you.

i won't lie - the cynic in me is still questioning the whole thing..but my heart knows damn well what happened...

of course Paula, being the humble, modest and warm person she is, wouldn't post about this near miracle...so ive done it for her (with her permission). we both agreed it might help and inspire others. its certainly inspired me...and its given me that paranormal experience ive been longing for for so long.

thanks Paula:hug:

aside from Paula, it was reading about Lionhawk and others that inspired me to post this. miracles can and do happen. often times they're just right around the corner.

RunningDeer

27th October 2015, 14:22

...and my gratitude is immeasurable, let me tell you....
...miracles can and do happen. often times they're just right around the corner.

The red face smile
lingers
along with gratitude and joy. ♡

The technique is simple and everyone can do it. See posts 92 (http://projectavalon.net/forum4/showthread.php?86146-Unhonored-requests-to-have-my-membership-cancelled&p=1012629&viewfull=1#post1012629) & 93 (http://projectavalon.net/forum4/showthread.php?86146-Unhonored-requests-to-have-my-membership-cancelled&p=1012632&viewfull=1#post1012632).

http://i1262.photobucket.com/albums/ii610/WhiteCrowBlackDeer/heartfelt-thanks_zpsifk5kz7h.jpg

Meggings

27th October 2015, 14:23

Mike, the news of your VAST improvement and Paula's help made me smile. Congratulations on this removal of the attachments. You give this description: "...she saw (with spiritual eyes) an ugly, oppressive creature latched on to my heart and various other organs. she went on to describe a creature i had envisioned in my mind's eye many times before(tho never too seriously)..."

With third-eye sight I have seen such creatures (and devices too). One that worked through family here was black with many writhing tentacles; it had intent to kill. If people got their spiritual vision opened up suddenly, they likely would be surprised - yet with that vision likely would come spiritual maturity that realizes their sovereignity and power over such things.

I share what seems to be help as well through Paula. I've SEEN many of the nasty things messing me up. Because of Paula, I checked out the Eric Raines - Lynn Williams interview video she just posted somewhere. Within the first few minutes of having that video on, I emailed for an appointment to be made next year to remove nasties.

And yet - this is the amazing part - I began sensing golden light soon after, throughout the day, and the heavy psychic attack I'd been under lifted as the day went on and I felt better and better. Time is cyclical and future events cast their shadows on the past, and I'm pretty sure this is what took place.

That night, shortly after going to bed, I was in joy and near bliss. The cat who sleeps with me gave a throat noise for me to move and make more space for her, so I opened my eyes and was abashed to see so much light in the dark room. Then I held my hand up in the dark and saw a thick two-inch mitten of violet light around my hand. That made me smile too.

All things considered, light makes for happy understanding, dark makes for painful confusion. I am happy for you, Mike, and bow my head to Paula in recognition of her unending service to life.

Shadowself

27th October 2015, 14:28

Good Morning!

Both lionhawk and I got sidetracked here on Sunday night...when lionhawk came in to wash his hands after the cleanup and tree trimming around the edges of the forested area around our yard he noticed there was no hot water!

NO hot water I say! Yep...and worse than that a huge leak transpired and has apparently been going on for some time. So....this time Lionhawk and I decided the job was too big. He spent all day yesterday removing the broken leaking water heater to find massive water damage to the floor. Time to deal with the homeowners insurance! Only to hear: "an agent will call you in 24 to 48 hours!

What!!!!!!!!!!!!! 24 to 48 hours without water! He had to shut off the water and it appears there is no shut of valve for the hot water heater! So today he goes to the depot to get a valve so we can have water...albeit COLD water!!!!!!!!!

We went to bed last night laughing at the whole situation and I said...I'll bet there's a youtube video for this very thing....you've got the water heater blues I said! That was what got us laughing the most!

It's official!!!!!!!!!!! you can find ANYTHING ON YOUTUBE!!!

Here's a guy singing the Hot water heater TREE blues! In the song he was out trimming trees when he discovered it!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rWVWU3_UqLM

Argh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! LOL

So needless to say Lionhawk is very busy here today but I've apprised him of the progress here and I read Mikes first post here and he just smiled!

Paula that image was again amazing! Lionhawk wanted me to tell you thank you once again and that image is going in our music room as soon as I get it printed out!

Mike that was a first rate first hand post if ever there was one! Thank you for that!

I'll tell you I was one of the biggest skeptics in the world until I started connecting dots and then it all started to come together and things started happening.....IN A BIG WAY! Prepare yourself....it only gets better!

Shadowself

27th October 2015, 14:55

Oh!!! UPDATE: There is officially a hot water heater blues God! The agent called and is coming out at 1:30 today to assess the damage!

Hurry up and wait....for it can't get any better than this! I just want some hot water!

But seriously the floor is about to cave in where the damage is and sitting right next to a leaning very heavy heating/air conditioning unit!

Lionhawk spent all day yesterday working to figure out how to hoist this thing up to repair the floor after he remove the water heater! Now you see why he had the blues!

RunningDeer

27th October 2015, 15:34

Shadowself

27th October 2015, 15:52

Just felt the need to share this today....

Page 143:

The Resilience of The Heart

We encountered a tesseract, a wrinkle in time.“Silence fell between them, as tangible as the dark tree shadows that fell across their laps and that now seemed to rest upon them as heavily as though they possessed a measurable weight of their own.” then “Suddenly there was a great burst of light through the Darkness. The light spread out and where it touched the Darkness the Darkness disappeared. The light spread until the patch of Dark Thing had vanished, and there was only a gentle shining, and through the shining came the stars, clear and pure...We do not know what things look like. We know what things are like. It must be a very limiting thing, this seeing...We look not at the things which are what you would call seen, but at the things which are not seen. For the things which are seen are temporal. But the things which are not seen are eternal.” that wrinkle in time, what seemed like never ending darkness was just the same energy LOVE from a different perspective. It evolved into an “explosive material, capable of stirring up fresh life endlessly, a living fire to lighten the darkness, leading out into the expanding universe.”

Love you guys!
http://media.giphy.com/media/nQMl8AmtLiLNC/giphy.gif

Lionhawk

27th October 2015, 16:33

Bummer! What more can be said? It lasted for 15 years. That's unheard of. It also goes to show you the failures that go along with home engineering. Now they sell pans to put under the water heaters. Our problem is the lack of room where this thing is located. The space wasn't much bigger, like an inch on either side. They also had the water heater facing the wrong way, where the drain was facing the plumbing, so you couldn't even attach a drain hose to drain it. A fight from the very start.........

Have no skeptical worries Mike. I'm glad you wrote about your experience and thank-you RunningDeer for "being there". Mike, you brought up some important points. Like don't just talk about it, but do something about it. EXACTLY!

Hot Flash! Shadowself just figured out that there was one more flush left in the other bathroom. :clapping: She's the smart one here! (I have the water turned off at the moment)

Getting back.... So when I hear your story, it makes me want to jump up and down because something was put into action to heal a situation. 90% talk and it's the 10% action that causes the manifestation of the cure or remedy. There is also nothing wrong with being skeptical as long as it is done with balance. It causes us to look both ways like crossing a street. The ones that only see it as just love or just faith or just whatever, are not in balance. There are many parts of the whole and not just one thing is "all that is."

There are a few tales I could tell that I haven't yet. I'm not sure how some of them will be received here. There is one story where what you mentioned was put into action on a much larger scale. Global and the Universe also participated in. On the scope of what one Brother said to the world, "You can do greater things than I." It was an event that contained much action and at the end of the day, many miracles happened. What is a miracle? How does a skeptical mind define that? How does a total believer define that? Does a miracle exist because of the extremes of the skeptical and the believer? When in fact it is an action of intention of energy and we are Godlike when we can do those actions. That is why we have such great potential. And when we are on the receiving end of those intended actions of the spirit, we find ourselves in a new state of being, with a new perspective of looking. Looking towards the reality of where anything is possible in the reality of "All That Is." Plus a sense of gratitude for the one or ones that came to the aid of those in dire need. A balanced skeptic will always validate, keeping things honest. Nothing wrong with that! :bigsmile:

I know I have been busy doing things with blinding eyes, but the eyes of my heart can see all the appreciation towards me here lately in this thread. Thank-you and I hope I can humbly continue in the sharing around our campfire. That is what is most important to me. That being you! The sharing of all your hearts is shining brightly and can be seen from out there. :highfive:

:bigsmile:

Shadowself

27th October 2015, 16:33

One more add for the day and I'm off to work...remembering not to sweat the small stuff!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jis8I3q2dnw

Edit:

Hot flash update; note to self...be careful what you say when Lionhawk is in the middle of posting!

Mike

27th October 2015, 17:13

Hi everyone,

Just want to thank you for all the support and warmth here (must be the fire:))

Interesting Meggings that you envisioned something similar.....I couldnt help but think of some of those tentacled machines in the Matrix movies.

Lionhawk, if you don't mind me asking: have you ever tried alpha lipoic acid for your diabetes? I only ask because a friend of mine takes megadoses and swears its helped his diabetic condition exponentially. I dont know the brand.or the amount.he takes but I.can.certainly find out

RunningDeer

27th October 2015, 17:34

What is a miracle?
What is a miracle?

Each day with blinders removed.
Potential peeled back to witness Truth in action.
The false turned inside out.
Status relabeled as ordinary.
Doubt transmuted.
The knowing, the wisdom, the love of self to walk within it.

♡

http://i1262.photobucket.com/albums/ii610/WhiteCrowBlackDeer/walk-the-light_zpsh4pcoqgu.jpg

Lost N Found

27th October 2015, 21:18

Mike, Glad you are around this fire. I am also glad young man that your heart is being healed or has healed. Runningdear/Paula is our healer and we are such blessed folk to have her around this fire. Thank you my dear. Shadowself, thank you so very much for that prophecy video from Red Floyd..

RunningDeer

27th October 2015, 23:53

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Lost N Found

28th October 2015, 00:58

You are so right, we all can heal ourselves and others. You do fill those shoes though simply speaking, you do so much healing and you wake others up to that or themselves. Quite a hansom young man and a beautiful women you are. The light shines from your spirit very bright. Have we met somewhere before? My twin flame and I both see others and just know we have met sometime. Thanks for sharing more of your beauty. This fire is starting to become more close to physical seeing although I see the heart and the spirit and the mind.

Love to all there Thank you Pauler/paula/Runningdear

here is serenity of motion

RunningDeer

28th October 2015, 01:29

Have we met somewhere before?
Thank you, Steven. Night flight. http://avalonlibrary.net/paula/Recovered/star-swing_zpsmotmfdw0.GIF

gripreaper

28th October 2015, 02:18

Lost N Found

28th October 2015, 02:21

This is for all around this fire and those with twin flames. I do believe that all of us are one in this. I play this for my dear twin flame all the time. This is just love and have a good night to all.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_fHYJhFjW8E

Keep the fires burning

Lost N Found

28th October 2015, 02:29

Okay the third pic shows my vintage les paul.

This oughta throw you back then. Be sure and scroll the picture over to see the cabin.

https://scontent-sea1-1.xx.fbcdn.net/hphotos-xfp1/v/t1.0-9/1610777_10152545236584594_8320665781234211330_n.jpg?oh=96024a5fba826949a8304d32790d71ca&oe=56C820BC

OMG Brother, could not imagine you would give this gift. Brant and Margaret, Such beauty and the cabin. Remember mine was up behind and for all those that remember the posts about chickens this is where I had those 54 chickens. You must have remembered the 23 such wonderful times. This fire burns so bright when you come here brother. Thank you for the dear memories. Miss the Pax so find one of him.

Mike

28th October 2015, 04:29

easy to see where your son gets his good looks from, Ms Pauler:wink:

ya know it was killing me - i knew you were a dead ringer for a certain actress but i just couldn't place it...and then it came to me. you look very much like that actress from the Crocodile Dundee movies (what she used to look like, i mean..not the plastic surgery nightmare she is now...)

http://files.mymovies.dk/Photos/a2ecfa42-a649-47c0-b7b3-122b722bcb5e.jpg

Delight

28th October 2015, 05:21

Shadowself

28th October 2015, 05:25

Wow! look at all the smiling faces! love it!

Guess I'll get the family photo op going on here too.

I actually made these two videos the first Thanksgiving when Lionhawk and I moved in together. It was also my first Thanksgiving EVER I was not with my all my kids!

So My oldest son John calls me and asks me "how do I make the oyster dressing for the Turkey"? So I gave him the directions over the phone and hung up only to realize how much I missed them! I decided to make a spoof video of some old photos and make a silent film and incorporate the oyster dressing somehow. Here is the result:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9jMoGPfK29s

Now I could not get away with making a movie of just John...so I made one of Braydon too...my youngest. Note many of these photos are on set with his brother John. In fact that is Britney Spears and it's a running joke with Braydon that he caused her meltdown.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fhh8HFNa-CI

This is Dustin my third son and father of my granddaughter..I didn't make a video for him because he was with me that Thanksgiving.

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Oh but wait! I suppose I have to remove the sunglasses eh? I don't have any newer photos and my avatar is pretty much me in a nutshell. But here are some older photos when I was younger....MUCH younger. I know Giovanni will remember the first one as I had it on Avalon 1. The last one is me and my granddaughter having sushi. The two on the bottom look more like me now. Those two top were a long time ago. My brother took those for me when I was into the music thingy.

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I'll leave you now with The stilt Circus my son used to preform with. He's the cowboy.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ohoZ2AdmdM8

Lionhawk

28th October 2015, 06:17

Back when, during the Great Fire in February 2010, my name was spoken and I left the Great Fire in search of the one that called my name. A name not spoken for several thousand years. At least to the time of when the murdering God called Osiris breathed Gaia's air.

I already knew who she was but when my name was spoken, things changed on so many levels. It was right after the Great Fire that I decided it was time to show my Twin Flame of the face she had been communicating to for those passed few months on PA1.

I also had a camping trailer parked in storage about 5 miles away from my home in St. Augustine, FL. It had a lot of my personal stuff in it as I had lived in this camper when I had my repair business.

At that time, I had endured many attacks from all kinds of nasty regressive types. Some of you here may be aware of those times and the attacks that also hit PA1. So my hands were full at the time. I was not liked by the dark side. They sent a witch, 3 Greys (DOWS), human/reptilian hybrids, AI, all in a few short months. It was like they had a campaign to kill me. That was their goal. They almost succeeded on March 7, 2010.

I had done pretty good up to that point in time defending myself but I admit I got distracted and exposed myself for just a few minutes in broad daylight on March 7th. So I left the shielded domain of where I lived and went 5 miles south to retrieve some pictures for my Twin Flame. As I approached my camper, like a few feet from the door, I got hit with some type of beam weapon. It struck just right below my right knee on the right side of my right leg, then traveled to the left leg and went through it. So it came down on a weird angle. The effect caused an immediate reaction physically. It wasn't like a painful type of weapon when it first hit, like something you would expect from a conventional weapon. But what it did was take all the strength right out of you in a fast few seconds. My heart raced into action and my lungs were gasping for air just to keep up with the demands from my heart. I could feel the energy from this weapon start to work up through both legs until I finally collapsed onto the ground a few feet away from the camper door. It was like a feedback weapon. As I laid there with the heart working overtime and my lungs as well, I was able to assess my physical situation. Everything came back clear and then I knew I got hit. Good thing I had a strong heart. I laid there for about 45 minutes and could hardly move. Then I mustered my strength and crawled up to the door of the camper. I did not want a scene and so I decided to get into the camper and try to recoup. I stayed in there for about 5 hours and got some pictures and then somehow got myself home. It took 3 weeks to get back to normal.

My spiritual connections, knew I got hit. Even Gaia came to visit me to see how I was. I was angry! That's the bottom line. Everyone also knew I was. Everyone not of this Earth. I figured it was something I earned from all the things I have done to usurp their efforts.

So between that attack and the type 2, I have my hands full. As the combination can't be explained to any so called doctor. Again, I am not seeking sympathy or pity. I can't say that loud enough. But I am always on high alert now. I deal with it and as you know you have some better days than others.

I have tried many things. I was taking some crazy amount of pillage daily for awhile. I mean no disrespect to anyone but when your kitchen starts to look like a pharmacy and your taking everything from vitamins to pills that only create the side effects that they claim the pill is to be used against, you have to say "time out" at some point and reassess your situation. I decided to take the simple route. I was taking over 20 pills a day. What a mind trip. Now I am down to 5 and one is a baby aspirin.
everything else didn't work or would create a side effect. Today's doctor only seek the documentation of the effects of their art of what they call practicing medicine. And making money at it. Go ahead and offer me a flu shot and I'll make your blood pressure go up by pointing out the hypocrisy in your practice. I figured out that I am my own best doctor. The type 2 is a flaw in my DNA and that was passed down genetically. The chakras at my ankles are out of balance because they got blown out. Energy weapons can alter energy flow and the structures that stations that energy.

What they tried to do was disconnect the ground connection to my physicality because they knew that would kill me. Without that electrical connection to Mother earth you die. So my advise to anyone is shield your self, the ones you love, your cars, your homes, and your travels. Even your computers and everything else that could possibly find it's way to your door or windows. They don't play for keeps. They don't play in other words! Be awake and don't fall asleep at the wheel if one of your preoccupations is to be a warrior for the planet.

I paid a price as to the connection to my Twin Flame. I would do it all again. For that matter I have paid several times and she knows all to well we both have paid the reaper. Even in this lifetime. But our love is what keeps us going as in together.

I don't go out and look for a fight. But if they come again, they will have one! I am not seeking revenge and that is an exercise with grace. You had your shot and I am still breathing. I have had enough of the sacrifice game they play. Hope that is clear enough.

We will look into what you said about that acid stuff, Mike. Thanks. Thanks to that Lieutenant Colonel Found too for all of his concerns and recommendations with my situation.

It is also good to see folks feel safe enough around our campfire to reveal a "face". Hopefully no one is on the FBI's most wanted list. LoL! :ROFL: And if you are, you are probably in great company. :ROFL: I wish I had the abundance of money so I could have a real get together with all of you and be around a true campfire.

That Bruce Cockburn is a great find there Lieutenant Colonel Found!

Nagosa........

Mike

28th October 2015, 06:38

i enjoy seeing all the faces too, Shadowself. and btw, your pics are lovely!:)

i have no idea how to post pics here in posts, so ive switched up my avatar. i'm the goof on the right...tilted winter cap and straw in mouth...drunk as a skunk. it used to be my profile pic. now it's front n center, i spose. i'm 38 now...and that was probably taken 4 years ago. currently i've grown fat and soft ...and quite frankly, i look like sh!t.

when you really think about it, it seems silly that we're all hiding behind avatars, doesn't it? i understand the desire for anonymity, but i find some of the paranoia here to be quite weird and totally unnecessary. and stifling! ( if "they" wanna get ya, "they" got ya already...posting your face is irrelevant;)) it feels good to reveal oneself. its kind of liberating. it makes me realize just how stale and restrictive avatars can be. the openness here is refreshing and liberating. i dig it. its empowering. i understand that its not everyones thing, but i think it would be awesome if we all revealed ourselves. what a statement that would be! ("they" are watching? great, well we don't give a f#ck:p)

man its 2:30am and i can't sleep. i need some magic sleepy mojo. where's Paula when you need her?:bigsmile:

Delight

28th October 2015, 06:45

Please and thank you for the talking Stick.

I never have had many pictures taken. I don't really care about having pictures of the people in my life. I care more about feeling them. This is not an ego thing to feel others when you love them. In my life LOTS of people I love are no longer living but I feel them. I don't see them but I know I feel them.

It's been 10 years living in kind of a haunted house. It is a beautiful eerie space. I have resonated to dark night minor key.

I am feeling very much my isolation and in response I had a download tonight.

It has to do with fractals. My life is a whole fractal bubble. It wells up from my heart. I am iI am seing it from inside out. Imagining these bubbles as each of us, I can see how we project on one another and see ourselves.

I really don't think we have to be responsible for the others and their life bubbles. My sensing my heart being in the center of my bubble with the light always bubbling out makes sense. I can see how my sphere of influence is just a vision.

Is my vision clear or cloudy?

The medicine wheel is a two dimensional bubble. The directions are the four around and above and below.

I got a download that showed the 360 degree inside of the bubble like a screen. I saw my beliefs like geometric figures to make the shapes I perceive. I saw the whole sphere clogged with geometry. I imaines dissolving them to make way for the unknown.

I like movies and see it as we are projecting a movie we see on the inside of the fractal bubble sphere that is our state of being. I am feeling the truth that directing the movie is my goal.

I had a download that I a seeing whole bubbles on my inner screen. I see a bubble where I am in love and it includes everything I know about "love". The more I learn the less I know So the MORE I know of love, the more clear that bubble becomes. I actually dissolve the beliefs by exhausting them.

I m feeling into respect. I want to touch your bubbles with my respect for you awesome worth.

I love all those who sit at this fire as much as I can love and want to love deeper and more. I am seeing us as orbs that float and mingle our essence and so the bubble that includes us IS us. The circle around the fire, the medicine wheel we walk around is on our inner screen. Even if illusion we make it and it is sacred ALWAYS. No matter what we are seeing, we were the awesome creators.

That is my feeling to night of being a sacred being. I am sure that this is the catbird seat in the middle of the medicine wheel.

I am AWARE of potential and the mystery that is patience AND HOW ALL IS RIGHT WITH EVERYTHING no matter what is observed.

I will see you as I see myself and we are perfect in my eyes just as we are.

My path on the wheel we share entertwines like wheel within wheels. We make the collective bubble and float in parameters we create. Floating among YOU sacred beings in your individual bubble is IMO why we are alive.

I see the law of attraction as the evidence of where we are being and that there is no threat or harm outside. Everything we may imagine will appear "in time" to us but maybe in symbol that needs meaning understood. In the meantime, the light is what is making all this appearance happen. Imagine the light bulb...that is us. The difference is we have figures floating in the inside (our experience) that make shadows and somehow we are all part of others in our collective saga.

My inner comedian is enjoying with a dark humor the gad blasted mystery- tourness of the beliefs I have and floating around interacting with my projected shadows. Nothing is just one way but the inetractions. It takes shadow to a whole new meaning when its all about the inner light of me making shadows based on what I believe on my inner spherical curved wall of "experience". That I could have a different experience is the goal.

So, to make a short story long, I am revelling in the feeling of my world being just right as an answer from my spirit.

Mike

28th October 2015, 07:00

Lionhawk, I was very reluctant to suggest anything...for those same reasons my friend.;) I know how it is. At 1 point I was averaging 30+ pills a day. It was destroying my stomach! The acid indigestion was almost as.bad as the heart stuff!

But when I see an opportunity, I feel compelled to pass along the info.

I get it tho brother...even well meaning people can.seem annoying at times (have you tried this? Have you tried that?) I'm very self conscious about making suggestions as a result. But for what its worth, this guy (the man.in.the pic.with me actually) had.great success with the ala. For what it's worth..

I wish you the best my friend

Mike

28th October 2015, 07:04

Delight,..what an.utterly awesome.post.that was...

:clapping:

ulli

28th October 2015, 07:36

Mike

28th October 2015, 07:41

ulli

28th October 2015, 07:57

Delight,..what an.utterly awesome.post.that was...

:clapping:

What an awesome thread, too. 1:30 AM here, and I accept the fact that I'm having eyes wide open time because the middle of the night has this precious quality.
I love you all and wish for everyone's protection, so you can get on with your lives in an unfettered manner.

Good to know.i'm not alone Ulli:highfive:

The night feels wonderful here too. Autumn is by far my favorite.time of the year. I just took a late night walk and the air is.crackling with magic. Everyone is indoors and the streets and the night and the air and the magic feels like it all belongs.to me. Its just awesome...

Lol, wouldn't we all love to own it all? Makes me think of those banksters, and how much they stil do not own.
I live by a river, and now that it's the rainy season here it is roaring. Constant roar. When it gets really bad one hears the boulders slamming into each other.

On Sunday we went for lunch up the mountain, where friends have this idyllic property where all one hears is song birds. Wind in the trees.

After lunch we can use their guest room for a short siesta, and while resting I was absorbing those different nature sounds, which on our own property at the bottom of the valley get drowned out by the river noise, and I thinking of this ownership thing.
Would I have preferred to live in a quieter spot?

But we are settled where we are, finished building our house, which I designed to suit our needs. So for someone like me who have moved nearly fifty times in my life this brings up a whole new set of issues. Can I ever really feel settled?
The answer is to stay put, but go visiting friends. Some are beginning to accept that I live in many worlds, one of which is Avalon.
And then even here in Avalon there are all these threads, each with their own atmosphere...it's all just infinite.

Mike

28th October 2015, 08:13

ulli

28th October 2015, 08:28

For what it's worth Ulli, your place looks absolutely beautiful. The sound.of.the river would seem to make it that much more idyllic....but its odd how we can grow weary of things that once seemed charming. I lived by the beach most of my 20's. The.novelty wore off quite quickly..

I'm.gypsy-like too. Cant stay in one.place. in fact, most.mornings it takes me a few.seconds to orient myself (where am I again?) for me anyway, I think.its a fear of.stagnation...a fear that this is all there is. Its.very.important to me.to at.least believe there are plenty.of.new.adventures.in my future..

But.im.getting.a.little.older.and.a.bit.tired. thinking.seriously.of.laying.down.some.roots..

¤=[Post Update]=¤

Edit to add: I accidentally accepted an offer.for a.new keyboard app, and.the thing is.driving me.mad. the space.bar.is.too.close.to.the damn period button, and.im leaving.these.f'ing.......things.everywhere. sorry for.the distraction folks....but.its.too.tedious to go back n.erase.them all

I'll be thinking of you as the guy with the staccato voice....lol.
When I was your age I had yet to change countries one more time. Leave the beaches of Barbados and move to Costa Rica.
Learn Spanish. Get robbed, which is part of life here, but thank God, never at gun point. Move 11 more times.
Now in the mountains, one hours drive from San Jose, the capital. Two hours from the airport, which is on the other side of town. It's all good.

Lionhawk

28th October 2015, 14:53

Thanks once again Mike! You are a straight up guy and I appreciate that and you get it. Folks just want to help and I get that. You were spot on as I have been through so many convos about it. It became so redundant for me that I just stopped talking about it. It's all good!

Anyway, I see we have some new visitors putting logs on our fire. Coool Beans and welcome. Just so you know we do from time to time put a little something into action and do something. It definitely isn't boring around here. Always something to do if you choose. Avalon's Got Talent! We do the little things for each others comfort. That's ZionBrion's department but we support his gifts and talent. We also have a variety of folks who specialize in poetry, digital art, philosophy, metaphysics, physics, crop circles, music, etc. Did I mention we also have many here who are healers. They make you laugh and cry. They keep us human with their stories too. So enjoy and once again Welcome to our fire. We don't mind sharing either. :bigsmile:

We love you Delight! :heart:

Beren

28th October 2015, 15:08

Well , here`s one little log in the fire...
in the last few months here and there Sirius pops out.

Either in reading materials or meeting some people who live in a eco village community named "Sirius"... or just buying a chocolate last night...
I was suddenly attracted to Icelandic chocolate on the shelf.
:)
Guess what... company that makes it is "Sirius" with a star logo...

:)

Hmmm...

:)

Lionhawk

28th October 2015, 15:11

A little dedication to my Shadowself and all that she does to complete me. I never thought I would be so blessed! :heart::heart::heart:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WMdBs7uTLHw

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gCVRE6qXdwU

RunningDeer

28th October 2015, 15:57

man its 2:30am and i can't sleep. i need some magic sleepy mojo. where's Paula when you need her?
Ha! We visited don’t cha you know. I made a cup of coffee to put me to sleep. It actually slows me down when I’m all abuzz.

I was wide awake from 1:00-3:30 vacuuming out weeble-wobbles, scrap metal tech, spider critters and other energy tech on people that popped into mind. Life is synchronicity in motion. But for those with concerns, know that I run it by your higher self. Too, it’s rendered ineffective if you’re energetic “keep out” sign flashes. Which it has in some cases, or you’ve said that’s enough for now. Check back later. It's like an energetic check valve of sorts.

easy to see where your son gets his good looks from, Ms Pauler:wink:

ya know it was killing me - i knew you were a dead ringer for a certain actress but i just couldn't place it...and then it came to me. you look very much like that actress from the Crocodile Dundee movies

Thank you, Mike. :wave:
No wonder why I like her. Pauler’s ego purrs ever so quietly, hiding her vanity behind nonchalance.

I enjoyed everyone’s photos. It’s nice to put a face to an energetic body.

Mike if you’d like, send me the photos and I’ll add them.

That's A Knife - Crocodile Dundee
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Shadowself

28th October 2015, 17:10

Ahhhh....The Gypsy in me want's to speak at the fire today. Given the last few posts it sparked something within me.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8wql_WN7zgc

All my life I've always had this longing. I couldn't put my finger on it for a very long time. Perhaps it stemmed from the constant moving I did as a youngster. I never went to any school when I was growing more than one year...moving was a way of life for my mother for reasons I've yet to discover fully. She always landed a super job. She had two masters degrees and usually found the greatest jobs. I don't think she really wanted to move either but something just kept her moving. Well I actually have a pretty good idea but won't express that here. She usually found jobs with the State which were pretty good jobs.

So in my adulthood I did the same thing until my youngest son was born. I decided I had this longing for HOME. So home is what I put all my energy into. To provide a stable environment for him was my reasoning. But it wasn't only for him. I actually think he'd like the changing environment as his job now moves him all over the countrysides.

No it was definitely for me. So when he grew up I pushed him out of the nest and joined up with Lionhawk. As much as I love this planet it just does not feel like 'Home'. Some might think that would indicate the longing of a starseed and perhaps that's correct to some extent. I have this memory of a place so wonderful. It's spectacular and beautiful. It feel like what I dream of home and as lovely as this planet is it does not satisfy my longing. It's a longing I often feel I can't outlive....I feel there is great love there too.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=k1inZ4DjEWc

All I know is I keep getting this feeling that is expressed so well in this very song...when I hear it mixed with the sound of drums it makes me alive and longing for going home is just around the corner!

Take me home....it's where my heart is. Where ever that may be I'm down for it!

There's fire right outside my door!.......NO worries....I don't mind...because I just KNOW it's there waiting!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=egJR3K6UIJY

Anyway I'm off to work today and we should have WATER tonight! Woo hooooo!!!!

Thanks Mike for joining the fire and expressing yourself so well! Of course Beren It's a Sirius matter you know when you see that....home calling loud and large? Perhaps eh?

Ulli! I saw pictures of your garden on another thread...LOVELY it is! Thanks for coming to the fireside!

Delight I'll have to remind myself later to tell you about my download episode. Thanks for sharing!

Everyone else I look forward to more sharing...big hugs and don't forget to express yourself!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JYi8lA9y_BY

Snap!!!!!

RunningDeer

28th October 2015, 17:46

Snap!!!!!
Odd, I said that word this morning. Can't recall in what context. Only that it was in the shower and it's not a word I use. http://avalonlibrary.net/paula/Recovered/smileys-coffee-008659_zpsjygzzeoe.GIF

Sync.

Calz

28th October 2015, 18:52

http://michiganbackroads.com/Festivals/FestPics/lumberjack_chopping_wood_hg_clr.gif

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9hCOnuYpjG8

Lost N Found

28th October 2015, 18:56

RunningDeer

28th October 2015, 21:15

All these pictures are of some cute looking people, hot like fire.

I was pretty too back in my youth. Now I look so much like my grandmother that it is weird. Her name was Margaret too. She always seemed old.

Maybe one of the problems of being in my generation is the veneration of youth and ease of health and sexiness. Now we are taking on some years and we have a belief system around aging and attractiveness to others. It is lonely being single and most of the women my age without a partner already stay single.

The women in my family die years after losing a partner and I wonder about the programming of expectation I hold in my beliefs. I decided that beliefs are in my heart. I expect that to change a belief means you have to go to feeling.

I have some very particular beliefs of my own that are important because they make me feel GOOD. Some beliefs I have I feel BAd about and so don't like to go there....like the belief that my sense of engaging the world with desire is dependent on some quality I have lost by aging.

Like the DESIRE to engage a partner. It is kind of easy to get used to being alone and independent and not needing to compromise. One can get kind of lazy being single.

Anyway, I am grateful to the stories people are telling and I pray I AM on purpose. I intend that I am in this body for an awesome reason NOW, not in the past. I am really groping in the fears of loss...my intention is this whole "aging" scene has a very lovely outcome where I am not repeating some pattern out of laziness.

For some reason, It Ain't Necessarily So fits....
Nothing is necessarily so IMO when we know it ain't...

On lazy being single. On aging. On snow shovel season. On meanwhile.

On lazy being single:

For now, the way I see it is I may die alone because my life choice is to live in the moment. And as I write this sentence, my stomach jumps with excitement. It’s more the good kind where several times every day I am utterly grateful. Often, I feel like I’m playing house.

I catch myself holding my breath. Stupid voice says, “Too happy is bad while others suffer.”
“Stupid voice, shut up.”

Second oldest of eight with adult responsibilities in an extremely dysfunctional environment to personal dysfunctions to go, go, go, to the two marriages of 7 and 19 years, to a partner who died suddenly from heart attack six months after my son’s passing, to freaky, controlling guys/dates…had fried me to a crisp.

I didn’t know it until I final came full-stop. It’s the first time, I’ve known peace of heart. No alarm clocks. No clocks. No 45-50 time blocks. For now, it wouldn’t be fair to another to be in a relationship.

Single isn’t lazy. It’s ballsy. It’s hard to listen to friends and colleagues that complain about their husbands but stay because they’re afraid to be alone or be financially accountable. That’s lazy. And I’d not want a man to stay with me out of fear of loneliness or fear of the unknown.

I love men. I love them too much that I give up Pauler. I’m a work in progress.

On aging:

People’s beauty comes through their presence, their developing light, their discovery of it. It is my belief that more will know that. Choose that. Meanwhile, the lines on the face mark the passing of time. Who is she? Where’d Pauler go?

On snow shovel season:

Soon it’ll be snow shovel season. That’s when I’m faced with “Why the heck do you feel you have to be strong all the time?”

On meanwhile:

In the meantime…

I eat what I want, when I want.
Cook whatever I want, when I want.
Can live with an unmade bed.
Keep dirty dishes in the sink or not.
Cookie stash is no longer hidden.
Eat the last cookie without guilt.
Drink out of the milk carton.
Read with the light on in bed.
Silence doesn’t compete with basketball, football, baseball and golf.
I can leave the toilet seat up.

When I’m steep-deep in honesty…I don’t want to bury the one I Love.
With heart,
Paula

RunningDeer

28th October 2015, 21:22

Lost N Found

28th October 2015, 21:52

Thank you dear Paula, I searched for that and just could not get it to come up. Delight is our delight.

Lionhawk

28th October 2015, 22:49

Beren

28th October 2015, 23:50

Of course Beren It's a Sirius matter you know when you see that....home calling loud and large? Perhaps eh?

Well, Shadowself... who knows...
Actually the name of the manufacturer is Noi Sirius ... with a star on it.
And it tasted like home...like the one I liked as a kid.

But here lies the language of God, namely it is everything and everywhere. Because if it resonates with more things within you in many spheres then it`s a message of a higher communication.
I remember few years ago I just arrived home and was drawn to the skies and felt a presence of a huge interdimensional ship or a vessel. A contact was made instantly and we exchanged thoughts of regards and such. I asked where they are from... Alcyon was the answer and they were here at the time for observation purposes.

I later looked and saw that Alcyon is supposedly the biggest star in our Galaxy...

In more of the universal scale Milky way would be our City where we are spread out in many a street, alley, neighbourhoods and such...
Manifestations of ourselves through many other forms and existences around the field of existence...

Ron Mauer Sr

29th October 2015, 00:25

My metaphysical journey.

My summer of 1977 adventure at Virginia Beach was one of 4 major steps at the beginning of my metaphysical journey, a never ending journey of trying to put pieces of the puzzle together.

The other three steps included the study of astrology, a brief experience in the Rosicrucian Order and the beginning of meditation (TM).

During 1977, Virginia Beach was a metaphysical hot spot, and I wanted answers to what was going on after my 1975 divorce and painful separation from my 5 year old son.

Sold my house, quit my job and moved. While living at Virginia Beach, I was expecting to get clear communication with my inner being. Perhaps I have made some progress. But communication is very subtle, rarely with voice, most often only with feelings or hearing a song being played in my head (lyrics?).

After a few months at the Beach, without much work, sailing my Hobie 16, not finding the girl of my dreams and running out of cash, I became disillusioned. I was offered my old job back that I had quit several months earlier and planned a return to Charlottesville.

I thought that I was a failure for the temporary move to the beach. As I was loading furniture from my apartment into the truck, I heard a very strong and loud voice that said “No”. At the time I thought the voice meant “No {do not leave the Beach}”. I said back to the voice “You may not need a job, but I do.” Later my interpretation was “No {you are not a failure}”. I returned to Charlottesville, not far from where my son lived.

After leaving Virginia Beach, I discontinued my interest in metaphysical subjects. I directed my attention to getting my pilot’s license and playing Squash. Flying was so much fun, but expensive. Never got good at Squash, but I had lots of fun anyway.

A few years later, I married again. My wife gave me the book “The Fire Within”, by Carlos Castaneda. This stimulated my metaphysical interests again. I could not get enough information fast enough. Much time was spent trying to correlate the Castaneda material with things that I learned while at the Beach and by being a member of the Rosicrucian Order.

The Carlos Castaneda experience lead to another dream. A dream with Jesus (or an imposter). Jesus was lying in my bed. I was standing on the edge of the bed, bending over, preparing to dive into the unknown darkness of the void. Jesus was instructing me how to grab the back of my knees and pull myself back away from the abyss.

In another dream, Jesus (or an imposter) was teaching a channeling class. I was one of a few students. When the grades were passed out, my grade was very poor. I remember that Jesus had a tremendous sense of humor.

I’ve had only one lucid dream, but no out-of-body adventures that I remember. I’ve tried a few techniques for OBE (Buhlman) but no luck yet. Contact with my higher self is my intended first destination. Only with the wisdom, clear communication and help from my higher self, will it be safe to visit other realities and develop new relationships, in case I meet something too big for little old me to handle.

I spent a week at the Monroe Institute in the Gateway Program where they offer various metaphysical (guided visualization) exercises while being very relaxed with Hemisync. My peak experience was a dream (?) of looking up to a clear star lit night. I suddenly flew to the stars. As I approached there was recognition that the stars were shaped as an eagle’s head. Flying through the eagle’s head, I felt much love. I realized I could choose any adventure of my liking.

A few years ago I was meditating alone on the rural property where I was building a (too big mortgage) new home. I went unusually deep, and as I was coming back to this reality, I witnessed myself talking to someone I could not see. I asked the rhetorical question “My animal by day is the hawk and by night is the owl”. The voice responded “Your animal is the owl”.

The meditation finished, I asked for verification that the owl was my animal. Nothing. But on the way home after dark, about a mile from home, another interesting experience. My truck broke down and I was forced to walk home through a misting dark night rain on a very lonely and rural gravel road. Not far into my journey, in the tree immediately above my head, I heard the owl.

I have asked to see my multi-dimensional selves before going to sleep. During the night’s dream I moved to an open window and looked into the darkness. A black reptilian creature, appearing much like the entity in the movie “Creature From the Black Lagoon”, slowly drifted to the window. Our forefingers met in the plane of the open window.

During another meditation, outside with my wife, on the pasture of our “Gateway Farm”, we saw some ETs or inter-dimensional energies looking back at us. After the mediation I asked if my wife saw anything. She described exactly what I saw. She was frightened. I did not feel threatened, just curious.

During another dream, I was with a lady friend who led me to a shaman. The shaman offered me his pipe to smoke. Instantly I shifted into another reality, to a path through the dark night. As I walked the path, a large black snake more than a foot wide approached from my right side and put its head under my arm. I was amazed to feel love from this snake. Moving on, another even larger brown snake emerged from the darkness on my right. The snake put its head under my right arm. The love I felt from this snake was so intense, that whenever I told the story, even years later, tears would fill my eyes. Perhaps these were friendly reptilian ETs who have evolved beyond what many consider the dark reptilian agenda of conquest, control and diet.

During another dream, I became aware of intense energy being sent to my 3rd eye. Somehow I knew this energy was sent to me from the star system Sirius. Maybe it is time for more if it would help with clarity.

After my 2nd divorce and the sale of our (too big) house, I kept most of the land and she got most of the money. I built another house on the land I still owned. This time it was a tiny one bedroom house with no mortgage.

I offered free property to my son if he were willing to build a house and move there. That worked out wonderfully. He is happily married. And my two grandchildren, two boys, are here on the farm located on Stargate Lane.

I have been living alone, with my dogs, since 2000. I’ve only had one short term girlfriend. Now I am 73 and do not expect another girlfriend, but it would be nice to have more friends with whom I could share my non-mainstream thoughts and interests. I am a dancer (West Coast Swing, Country Western 2-Step, etc.), so that helps with getting some social time.

I currently spend a lot of time on the computer researching conspiracies, extraterrestrial and metaphysical information. Much discernment needed with this.

I was exploring somewhere off planet during a dream. Finding a door to a room, curious me walked through. The door shut behind me, a very loud buzzing noise began and the room was filled with robots or possibly greys. It was a trap. I called upon ET friends for help. No help arrived. When I called on my own power to escape, I was immediately set free. Was this the infamous light trap?

In a recent dream, a UFO was overhead. Some part of me said to the occupants “If you hurt me or kill me, when I am more powerful, I will track you down.” Whatever part of me said that, really meant what was said. Perhaps this was an exercise to not give my power away.

I’ve had some consultations with Simon Parkes, a popular internet personality and contactee with reptilian and mantid ETs. Simon said that before I was born, my body was being prepared for a reptilian soul, but something else (me) jumped in first. Simon said that I do have some reptilian DNA.

During April and May of this year I experienced many (of what I interpreted to be) psychic attacks with temporary skyrocketing blood pressure. One night I was awakened by something next to my bed. A familiar energy. When I asked who it was the response was “Fran” (assistant to Simon Parks). The energy hissed at me. I hissed back. I felt that this was an imposter posing as Fran. Whatever caused the attacks, the episodes ended in May. Maybe I learned how to handle them without becoming stressed.

I’ve recently joined the group of Avalon healers for the purpose of sending healing and positive energies to whoever is in need, connecting to Mother Earth, and also for using group intent to program the Avalon Crystal Grid where volunteers have buried crystals over much of the planet. Sometimes we receive feedback of positive change.

I am very interested in whatever I can do in support of freedom, wellbeing, joy, love and truth.

In joy, safety and harmony, we step into the unknown.

RunningDeer

29th October 2015, 00:31

Well RunningDeer, we love you! I know it isn't the same but you are in our thoughts and our hearts here around this campfire. I feel connected to you. And there is nothing wrong with being your own best friend and just be you, for you. You've paid your dues. Today you had a visitor and was showered with the wings of a hawk. Mind you, I respect everyone's privacy but I am not in the business of asking permission to love someone. :heart: :sun: Enjoy what was sent!

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Mind you, I respect everyone's privacy but I am not in the business of asking permission to love someone.

She sniffs and chokes back the heart-felt adjectives that she is unable to list in present moment.
Then asks, “Why the hell are you talking in third person?”
“Vulnerability, my dear. Vulnerability.”

The Hawk-visit may have been the reason why I got the juice to write such a personal reveal. Thank you LionHawk, and I feel a connection as well. I agree with being your own best friend. If you don’t have that then many connections go quirky.

I began the writing when I read Delight’s posts early this morning. My heart went out to you, Delight. I trashed the first one. The second I kept on my desktop until late this afternoon. Aging and such topics are rare. Thanks for opening the door. It was a cathartic release.

♡

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Lost N Found

29th October 2015, 01:17

A few years ago I was meditating alone on the rural property where I was building a (too big mortgage) new home. I went unusually deep, and as I was coming back to this reality, I witnessed myself talking to someone I could not see. I asked the rhetorical question “My animal by day is the hawk and by night is the owl”. The voice responded “Your animal is the owl”.

The meditation finished, I asked for verification that the owl was my animal. Nothing. But on the way home after dark, about a mile from home, another interesting experience. My truck broke down and I was forced to walk home through a misting dark night rain on a very lonely and rural gravel road. Not far into my journey, in the tree immediately above my head, I heard the owl.
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I am very interested in whatever I can do in support of freedom, wellbeing, joy, love and truth.

In joy, safety and harmony, we step into the unknown.[/QUOTE]

Welcome to the Fire Ron. I am giving this to you. Thank you for giving of heart felt life.

Delight

29th October 2015, 01:52

Delight, such a delight. your light shines through all. Don't need picture to see you and the love that covers all. I want to give you this lyrics to a song by Bruce Cockburn. Could not find the song to post but here are lyrics, no one forgets the delight.

Amid the rumours and the expectations
and all the stories dreamt and lived
Amid the clangour and the dislocation
and things to fear and to forgive
Don't forget
about delight
Y know what I'm saying to you
Don't forget
about delight
Y know
Amid the post-ironic postulating
and the poets' pilfered rhymes
Meaning feels like it's evaporating
Out of sight and out of mind
Don't forget
about delight
Y know what I'm saying to you
Don't forget
about delight
Y know
Though you find yourself alone and stranded
with no friend to take your side
On the endless road afoot and empty-handed
where the wild-eyed Cossacks ride
Don't forget
about delight
Y know what I'm saying to you
Don't forget
about delight
Y know
Spring birds peck among the pressed-down grasses
Clouds like zeppelins cross the sky
Anger drips and pools and then it passes
And I say a prayer that I
Don't forget
about delight
Y know what I'm saying to you
Don't forget
about delight
Y know

Bruce Cockburn - Don't Forget About Delight
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Thank you for that song I had not heard.
That lyric is just why I chose Delight as my PA whatever its called.
I love what Bashar says about following our highest excitement.

I decided that being delighted was my highest excitement. I was reminded in Paula's contemplation about in the mean-time, we can choose how we like to live.
My own experience has been that the only war was in me.
I never felt attacked, only mystified sometimes about why I might be feeling pain?
At this time in my life, I am sincerely pronoiac. I know that despite what I see everything IS good.
This is not new. It was often as a nurse that people would seem to be calling for pity and I just did not feel it.
I did not believe that people had to be sick, to be suffering.
So, though I can say I have sad and lonely days, aches and pains, whatever I claim, I do not feel pitiable as it's OK to have it. As nothing is PERMANENT, we can learn how to alter any aspect, I feel convinced. Magic is my deep belief. I do not have a sense of anything external attacking that others notice.
I do think my experience is all my doing but not my shame.
I do feel the same for everyone.
It just seems so clear that we are the power already but use it it eccentrically and lopsided is OK.

I do wonder why I am so dogged about insisting this is the case. The losses I have had made me a bit stand offish but that was since I was really young and YET, maybe being slightly distant is why I CAN see that I am the responsible one.
My chacacter fits me at anytime even if I am angry, not so sweet and light and wanna have heavy as my delight?

To me that is the knowing I have that delights me most.

This feeling of being responsible for my own creation, the making of me as art and the making of love with others who are artists...one big pile of love that is life is my highest excitement. That and ancient history and giants and permaculture! (and the art should be resonant but it can be not so pretty and yet be beautiful) I would love that each person in the Universe feel the deliciousness (akin to delight) of being responsible. But if I see it is not 100%, I will clean on it myself as the illusion is that others need to see it at all as I do PARADOX is yummy.
You Know what I mean?

Then I worry that I am delusional because others just don't see this as I see it. Am I just airy fairy? NO, Yes, No YES.....
back and forth swinging

Amid the clangour and the dislocation
and things to fear and to forgive
Don't forget
about delight
Y know what I'm saying to you
Don't forget
about delight
Y know

Lost N Found

29th October 2015, 02:24

Then I worry that I am delusional because others just don't see this as I see it. Am I just airy fairy? NO, Yes, No YES.....
back and forth swinging

Amid the clangour and the dislocation
and things to fear and to forgive
Don't forget
about delight
Y know what I'm saying to you
Don't forget
about delight
Y know

You see with clarity inward and outward, That is you. Others may not see exactly as you do but none the less they see also inward and outward. This is the delight when we see each one another and understand the completeness. You are a beacon of light, delight and I felt that in your being at the beginning. That song has bounced in me and knew it was there for you. RunningDeer found the music this morning. The oneness grows closer y know.

You know what I'm saying to you
Don't forget
about delight
Y know

She lights up the whole sky.

Lost N Found

29th October 2015, 02:40

Small stick here, I am jumping back to stories told about my trip to the Mediterranean and especially Cannes France. Just a short pic. Just a snot nosed 19 soon to be 20

Lionhawk

30th October 2015, 15:09

Well, got the water back up. Cold showers are now available. :thumbsup: But we can also flush a french invention now. How much we take for granted?

Thanks for your story Ron. Sounds like a journey of sorts. Also very unique with all the reptilian and serpentine energies around your life. The owl is the messenger of the night according to the Native Americans. Also was present in Egyptian dark rituals. Usually held by one so called high priest. So for you to balance these energies must have presented many challenges for you.

The good thing about the Jesus in your dreams, is that even if you felt an impostor, this would give you pause to realize the dark side made a duplicate and that is validation as to his being a true being.

I thought of writing a post about Jesus, but folks might think I'm nuts. I'm speaking from the first hand here. As with some other heavy topics I have not disclosed for the reasons of insanity. hahahhahaa Maybe in due time.

But welcome to our fire here and feel free to put a log on anytime. :waving:

31667

RunningDeer

30th October 2015, 16:12

Well, got the water back up. Cold showers are now available. :thumbsup: But we can also flush a french invention now. How much we take for granted?

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http://i1262.photobucket.com/albums/ii610/WhiteCrowBlackDeer/Photoshop/Zen.jpg

the sound of one hand clapping

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=heAw4z71lvo

I thought of writing a post about Jesus, but folks might think I'm nuts. I'm speaking from the first hand here. As with some other heavy topics I have not disclosed for the reasons of insanity. hahahhahaa Maybe in due time.

I like when people share their insanity. My philosophy is embrace it. In reality, it’s the norm. Something ‘the they’ don’t want us to know.

xo

Lionhawk

30th October 2015, 16:50

It was October 1962. A cold, dark, rainy afternoon, in New England. The 1950 something dark blue Chevy truck slowly rolled up on a driveway that was created out of worn out ledge. A Mother, a Father, and two young sons were cramped inside this truck with all of their earthly belongings in the back, covered with a tarp.

I remember my Father being excited about it. He wanted to surprise my Mother and that he did. We all seem to struggle and strain to just to see this dilapidated house at the end of this driveway, between the rain and the truck wipers. The truck came up to a stop and we quickly got out and entered the house. As we went into the kitchen area, we all froze and then our hearts jumped as we heard a screech. My Mother started to herd my brother and I in reverse. In the kitchen was a rocking style type chair. Kind of squarish with cushions. On the top back rail of the chair was a great horned owl. We were then herded out of the house and my father went back in and somehow drove this creature out.

It wasn't long as I remembered, laying down for the night in a small bed, in a small peach colored room. Mom had left a light on in the room. As I laid there, I got this feeling that I was being watched. It was disturbing and a little scary at the same time. I finally went to sleep.

That was my first day and night at this house that turned out to be the haunted house I was raised in. The very bedroom I had slept in had a portal in the closet, where pure evil would come through. If you remember the Exorcist movie where the room where the girl was, would turn freezing cold. My room use to do that, with a pot belly wood stove burning in the next room with my door opened. It was very freaky. 80 something degrees in one room and freezing cold in the next.

At age 7, between 11 and 12 midnight, I had already been in bed sleeping. I woke up and could hear Johnny Carson on the TV in the living room. I turned over onto my back and was just laying there when I noticed something near the foot of my bed. It was like a cloud. Very faint at first, then got whiter. Then the cloud started to take shape and in the next moment a woman formed at the foot of the bed. She was looking right at me and although I could not hear her voice, her lips were saying, "Help me, help me." Then something started to ooze from the top of her head and it was red in color. It was blood and it quickly formed over her face and onto her gown she was wearing. I screamed, "Bloody Mary, Bloody Mary!"

My Mother, who was watching Johnny Carson along with my Dad, must have had a Supermom moment, because it was mere seconds as she showed up in the doorway of my room. In which time the ghost disappeared, leaving one scared to death 7 year old in a wake of terror.

As it turns out, according to the town's records, a couple had lived there in the past. The short story of that was her name was Mary. Her husband came home drunk one evening and she started nagging him about it. His reaction was to take a hatchet to the top of her head. Bloody Mary had also been seen in a few other places in the town after that. She scared the hell out of a few folks and word spread like wild fire through the town. She no longer haunts the town or the house I was raised in as of July 1994, she was released from her bonds and sent back to Heaven if you will. Soon after I performed the clearing of the house in 1994, the residence at that time moved out and then the town came in and demolished the house. Which actually was a historic log cabin dating back 300 years or so.

Spooky Spooky......... Although it will be Halloween, this was an actual true story in the above. For that matter, since the darkside will perform a bunch of child sacrifice this weekend, I ask everyone to use what gifts they have to prevent the darkside from performing their rituals on these innocent kids. I will be working on this tomorrow and hopefully have some success.

Meggings

30th October 2015, 16:52

Ron, the sharing highlights of your life is wonderful, and I thank you for it. http://projectavalon.net/forum4/showthread.php?84653-Put-Another-Log-On-The-Fire&p=1014518&viewfull=1#post1014518 I was out most of yesterday and missed it until now.

This is a gem, a nugget of truth, that particularly resonates with me: "When I called on my own power to escape, I was immediately set free." There was a time of extreme attack, when technology was trying to take me out of body. In the midst of great noise like a buzz saw cutting into my back, an episode that caused shaking and paralysis in me, part of my consciousness had been "captured" in something that seemed akin to a tractor beam, and I was being pulled up. FINALLY, after tremendous effort, I got my vocal chords to speak the garbled command: IN THE NAME OF THE CHRIST, RELEASE ME!

And instantly I was dropped back into my body like a hot potato. As you found, as I found, we are sovereign beings, and our Word, our fiat, when issued, must be obeyed by the universe.

Ron, I remember playing on the shores of Virginia Beach with my little first-born son, about 1977. He and I walked at dawn to the beach from our motel room, and we played in the golden sunrise light with little crabs on the sand, with whom we'd developed a game of "May I".

It makes one happy to read of your son and grandchildren living hear you, and how you have fashioned your life in this pleasing way. I appreciate the sharings, by you and RunningDeer, and Shadowself, and all others.

Lionhawk

30th October 2015, 17:20

RunningDeer said, "I like when people share their insanity. My philosophy is embrace it. In reality, it’s the norm. Something ‘the they’ don’t want us to know"

Actually, I totally agree with you. We are the normal ones. I remember when I was just 2 1/2 asking myself why people can't see what I am seeing? The "people", I was thinking about were my parents. My insanity started at that age and I'm not sure if I wrote about it on PA1 or not. The story of Jack Frost. But I will look into that if I did or not. It was about my first experience with a Reptilian.

Ron Mauer Sr

30th October 2015, 17:24

Gateway Farm Memories 1992-2001

There will always be precious memories from 1992 of camping out in the Gateway Farm Cabin (renovated old meat house) while the new (too big) house was being built just a few yards away.

The cabin was needed for full time living because the house building was taking longer than planned and we had to move from our current location. Would this be enough room for an engineer, a nurse, two dogs and three ferrets for a few months, October through December? We were going to find out.

As I look back to that time it really was good. It worked well. Never would I have thought that two adults, two dogs and three ferrets could all live in such a small space.

Reflecting back on that time in the cabin, my biggest issue was that the wife enjoyed watching TV and I found TV watching to be very irritating. I could not put enough distance between me and that programming device.

Bathing was not an issue. It was fun taking a semi-shower without pressurized water. One person would sit on a plastic stool inside the cattle watering tub while the other poured warm water from a pitcher (hot water hauled in buckets from a nearby laundromat). The Sunmar composting toilet worked great. Peat moss was used as a cover material. Odor was never an issue. Other cover material was also acceptable. The Sunmar composting instructions recommended "Pretend there is a rabbit living in the toilet and feed it."

The main house was completed in time for Christmas and we moved out off the cabin.

One day I received a surprise visit from a very old Mr. Harris who owned the farm decades ago. As he supported himself with a shaking hand on a walking cane, Mr. Harris told a story of the farm when he was a young man. The old meat house (my current cabin) had a dual purpose. That is where Mr. Harris made his whiskey during prohibition. As he departed, escorted by his old friend Mr. Rogers, Mr. Harris took a quivering hand, pointed to the small mountain behind the meat house (cabin), and advised me to do the same thing he did. Go up there on the mountain and make some whiskey.

Seven years later the wife split, the house sold, and I found myself renting the cabin from the new owners during the winter off 1999-2000. Winter living in the cabin presented some new challenges. Other things changed as well during those years. A conventional flush toilet had replaced the composting toilet, and my two best buddy dogs, Bubba and Fuzzy had replaced the original two canines. I could not leave Bubba and Fuzzy for more comfortable accommodations and rent elsewhere. Fortunately the new owners of the house allowed Bubba and Fuzzy to continue using the large dog pen the dogs had been using. In Spring I need to move, an agreement with the new owners.

Bubba was an 80 lb Lab/Chow mix. Fuzzy weighed 110 lb. Fuzzy's dad was a Rottweiler and his mom was a hybrid wolf. Both were excellent Frisbee catchers, proficient with mid-air interceptions. Bubba and Fuzzy had a wonderful life here on Gateway Farm and lived longer than most large dogs. It has been more than 8 years now (2015) without them physically here now. Yet every day I’ll talk to them, sing a made up silly song to them both. I had shed a few tears when the wife left but I quickly got over it. But I still shed tears of joy when I think of Bubba and Fuzzy for more than a few moments, so appreciative of all the incredible joy and love that we shared.

Back to the cabin.

How was I going to adapt to the new changes? The cabin did not have running water and I had no one to assist with bathing and pouring water. Very little electricity was available from the solar powered main house that I no longer owned. Necessity is truly the mother of invention. Another 100 gallon cattle watering tub was purchased and placed on the cabin porch to serve as a water reservoir. The new flush toilet could be emptied with a bucket of water taken from the 100 gallon cattle watering tub on the front porch. Problem #1 solved. But how would I bathe? A propane fueled 6 gallon deep fry turkey cooker was purchased to serve as a hot water heater. The turkey cooker took about 7 minutes to heat water to temperature suitable for a shower. The bucket of warm water was moved into the bathroom where a battery powered 12 volt Shurflo agricultural pump sent water from the bucket to a conventional kitchen sink dishwash sprayer. Problem #2 solved. Winter temperatures sometimes put a few inches of ice on the water reservoir, but usually I could break through.

Looking back on my experience in the Gateway Farm Cabin, I think about what would I do differently.

Lesson Learned: Although I really enjoyed the cabin, a small used travel trailer would have been more practical, been less expensive than the cabin renovation, and would have had more conveniences built in. When no longer needed, the trailer could be sold.

Link to pictures (http://ronmauer.net/blog/?page_id=2962)

Meggings

31st October 2015, 03:40

Shadowself

31st October 2015, 13:46

Good Morning!

Meggings you probably will not hear from Lionhawk today or even perhaps this weekend as the floor now needs repair and we are going to be extremely busy getting it prepared for that new water heater I so desperately desire! The things we take for granted eh?

Something that has been on my mind in all of this and that upon reading other threads here I noticed a trend which blend into several areas of thought. Some would be ET intelligence and influence that blend with the world of idealism and even transcends into the world of physics. Then it blends even further into the concepts of thought and reason begging on "perception".

In my own personal Idaho Potato world I discovered something interesting about perception and my own misjudgement of such perceptions. I came to realize something quite extraordinary about it that I wish to share here. Remembering this is my own take on it to which I perceived a projection of sorts which eventually led me to the idea that thought and reason was often equivalent to perception except that it works within the mind or the "the mind's eye". Suggesting the basic meaning is something like awareness. In that I jazzed this up a bit and my own personal perception and called it the 180 turnaround along Paradise Road....a road with many twists and turns along the way. Here goes and note this is for entertainment purpose only:

Theater of the Parallel Universe

https://paradiseandroses.files.wordpress.com/2011/02/heavymetal-ship.jpg?w=614

Well here I am on the Paradise Road I promised out there and now I will deliver. As I have happened upon the Theater of Parallel Universe. They are playing Heavy Metal right now, an old movie of spectacular travels and dimensional worlds of awe. Think I’ll take a ride. As I enter the theater I grab some pop corn on the way and am thankful I missed the coming attractions. It featured the new comedy of clowns and that animation is getting very stale. Now for the main attraction which is timeless.

My attention turns to those travelers that claim contact from other worlds and very many are speaking for these entities. St Germain, Archangel Michael, the Galactic Federation, Salusa, Blue Avians and the list goes on. Everyone is signing up for the latest and greatest gurus. With their views and perspective of information gathered beyond the vale of the fourth dimension of time. As they will tell you the astral or fourth dimension is not where they gather their information. Nope, they are much more adept at traveling the dimensional scope with the help of the occasional ET eh?

The fourth dimension will often times cross into the third and that will prove itself out in the actions of poltergeists and various other anomalous happenings here in this third dimensional world.

While they tell you of the information gathered from the great beyond. I will tell you that I myself am quite adept at this travel. What they will not tell you is what I’m going to present here and now. As a fellow traveler beyond this fourth dimension, what has not been established is a very simple yet relative factor. When one brings back information from beyond , quite often much of that information is not recognizable in the three dimensional construct. In fact often times impossible to translate in a three dimensional perspective.

Consider this, unless you consciously take any information seen and store it deep within your matrix, when you return back you have to do a 180 degree turnaround and come back through the matrix of this third dimension. Look upon it as a stream of energy in the form of a grid. Upon doing so, some information beyond fourth dimension will not filter through unless it’s stored within your matrix. The result will be that information brought back is in a somewhat pixel form and there will be holes of the information that will not pass through unless you stored it within your matrix. When returning, those holes of information that did not translate, will be filled, or ‘plugged in” to fit into the missing holes during this transfer back. But with “what” is the big question? I would suggest it would be information within this third dimensional construct. Something that closely fits the blank holes where it could not transfer.

So you have some information perceived beyond the fourth dimension. You must somehow pass it back into the third dimension construct. But realize it is of a different dimensional nature or higher. It’s important to understand that aspects of that information will not convert to a three dimensional construct and even more important to somehow translate it into a three dimensional transmission of information. So it picks up such things as Archangel Michael, St Germain, and anything that fits within this three dimensional construct and perception of the minds eye. Sound a bit complex? That’s because it is.

An example I can site from personal experience is a time when I was 8 years old. I had a dream of an event where I was in an accident, with a child and my husband died. When I was a young woman the event happened. But here is the interesting part. In the dream the event happened but the surrounding structure was a complete 180 degrees difference. For example the actual event happened at night. The dream was during daylight. The area where the event happened had green trees and lush grass. The dream was in a desert environment. Nothing green at all. So as the event was realized and time was diverted in the realization of the event. Bringing the information back into this third dimension was a complete 180 degree difference within the surroundings. Holes plugged in due to the fact I was returning to get the information in the third dimension through the dream state and it changed the surroundings and vision by a total opposite 180 degrees in structure of the perceived minds eye. But the event was solid in it’s transfer. Down to myself carrying my child to safety. Bottom line is this, the information was plugged in 180 degrees of difference. Now if you put that into perspective, it can mean a lot of this channeled information that is coming back can be in a 180 degree difference, depending on how much of the information is “plugged in”.

The propensity of those who listen and follow these gurus and channeled information, I would hope be that of dissemination to see if it’s the truth or not. If it fits the mold of possibility. Upon tracking this information has it been filtered and watered down with third dimensional information that actually does fit the mold of possibility due to the frequency structure and plugged in to fit? Keep in mind in this third dimension we are the creators. If that’s the case, are they creating this third dimensional translation? Has the 180 degree difference been taken into consideration? Or do they simply believe it because it “resonates”? Some real food for thought there!

While I say these things, keep in mind it all depends on your matrix when you travel out of this arena and into the dimensional realms. Some actually have that ability to bring back some pertinent information. But to be sure, although you can describe the other realms, understand one thing. You have to describe it with three dimensional language as much of the fifth dimensional information and above will not transfer into the third dimensional mindset. So it must find a way to translate. As such it is disseminated into a three dimensional language.

When you hear these “enlightened” people telling you that something is “real”, is it strictly their perception, Filtered through and brought back while determined with their third dimensional brain to explain it? I’m speaking of those who claim they “know” what is real, and this is “true”. You have to be discerning as to the information because it truly is “their journey”, and it is through the creator brain of a third dimensional body that is speaking and giving this information within this third dimensional construct.

One more thing I’d like to point out. Much of the perceived information brought back will track. It has to. It was plugged in to fit in all aspects. Mathematically, geometrically, and within the realm of this third dimensional experience that we have created. Now here is the key. When one person brings back this information understand this closely, it is translated with their third dimensional brain of experience and taaaa daaaa.....perception! Need I say more?

While I listen to those who claim to “know”, I see the same messages of hope along the current mindset of the masses who wish to invest in their dreams of a better tomorrow. Is it with this three dimensional mindset that these messages are filtered? The only way to find out is to do it yourself. Now while many claim they are “special” and can do these things, I would suggest that anyone can do this. It only requires self realization, and intent. But first ask yourself what is it you "perceive"? A no nonsense approach to get this information in the firsthand rather than secondhand is key and don't rely on others to tell you what already resides within you as in some real truth. Keeping it simple is also key. and guess what? It’s actually free! Imagine that.

Movie is over now, but I loved the ending. The music was the best and I leave you with Don Felder’s Heavy Metal as I take my locknar down the road.

https://paradiseandroses.files.wordpress.com/2011/02/heavy12.jpg?w=300&h=220

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=etVoT35XH_4

Jake

31st October 2015, 14:08

WAUW!!! I get it!! You spelled it out beautifully.. Indeed, these 3D filters augment our experience. It is a memory thing and most importantly (as you so wonderfully put it) a Perception thing.. :) (Don Jaun would be proud! ;)) I want to say more, but i think you captured it! :) What a great way to start mee Saturday!

Also, Ron.,, Id love to hear more about your Gateway experience.. It is one of mee goals to get my arrse to VA, and freak everyone out... lol... ;) They have a STARLINES program there where they are exploring the cosmos/planets/galaxies, etc... That is incredible stuff!

Anyways, just hitting 'thank you' was not enough... :)

Oh, and if Lionhawk shares his story regarding Jesus,, I'll share mine... :)

Jake

Good Morning!

Meggings you probably will not hear from Lionhawk today or even perhaps this weekend as the floor now needs repair and we are going to be extremely busy getting it prepared for that new water heater I so desperately desire! The things we take for granted eh?

Something that has been on my mind in all of this and that upon reading other threads here I noticed a trend which blend into several areas of thought. Some would be ET intelligence and influence that blend with the world of idealism and even transcends into the world of physics. Then it blends even further into the concepts of thought, reason begging on "perception".

In my own personal Idaho Potato world I discovered something interesting about perception and my own misjudgement of such perceptions. I came to realize something quite extraordinary about it that I wish to share here. Remembering this is my own take on it to which I perceived a projection of sorts which eventually let me to the idea that thought and reason was often equivalent to perception except that it works within the mind "the mind's eye". Suggesting the basic meaning is something like awareness. In that I jazzed this up a bit and my own personal perception and called it the 180 turnaround along Paradise Road....a road with many twists and turns along the way. Here goes and note this is for entertainment purpose only:

Theater of the Parallel Universe

https://paradiseandroses.files.wordpress.com/2011/02/heavymetal-ship.jpg?w=614

Well here I am on the Paradise Road I promised out there and now I will deliver. As I have happened upon the Theater of Parallel Universe. They are playing Heavy Metal right now, an old movie of spectacular travels and dimensional worlds of awe. Think I’ll take a ride. As I enter the theater I grab some pop corn on the way and am thankful I missed the coming attractions. It featured the new comedy of clowns and that animation is getting very stale. Now for the main attraction which is timeless.

My attention turns to those travelers that claim contact from other worlds and very many are speaking for these entities. St Germain, Archangel Michael, the Galactic Federation, Salusa, Blue Avians and the list goes on. Everyone is signing up for the latest and greatest gurus. With their views and perspective of information gathered beyond the vale of the fourth dimension of time. As they will tell you the astral or fourth dimension is not where they gather their information. Nope, they are much more adept at traveling the dimensional scope with the help of the occasional ET eh?

The fourth dimension will often times cross into the third and that will prove itself out in the actions of poltergeists and various other anomalous happenings here in this third dimensional world.

While they tell you of the information gathered from the great beyond. I will tell you that I myself am quite adept at this travel. What they will not tell you is what I’m going to present here and now. As a fellow traveler beyond this fourth dimension, what has not been established is a very simple yet relative factor. When one brings back information from beyond , quite often much of that information is not recognizable in the three dimensional construct. In fact often times impossible to translate in a three dimensional perspective.

Consider this, unless you consciously take any information seen and store it deep within your matrix, when you return back you have to do a 180 degree turnaround and come back through the matrix of this third dimension. Look upon it as a stream of energy in the form of a grid. Upon doing so, some information beyond fourth dimension will not filter through unless it’s stored within your matrix. The result will be that information brought back is in a somewhat pixel form and there will be holes of the information that will not pass through unless you stored it within your matrix. When returning, those holes of information that did not translate, will be filled, or ‘plugged in” to fit into the missing holes during this transfer back. But with “what” is the big question? I would suggest it would be information within this third dimensional construct. Something that closely fits the blank holes where it could not transfer.

So you have some information perceived beyond the fourth dimension. You must somehow pass it back into the third dimension construct. But realize it is of a different dimensional nature or higher. It’s important to understand that aspects of that information will not convert to a three dimensional construct and even more important to somehow translate it into a three dimensional transmission of information. So it picks up such things as Archangel Michael, St Germain, and anything that fits within this three dimensional construct and perception of the minds eye. Sound a bit complex? That’s because it is.

An example I can site from personal experience is a time when I was 8 years old. I had a dream of an event where I was in an accident, with a child and my husband died. When I was a young woman the event happened. But here is the interesting part. In the dream the event happened but the surrounding structure was a complete 180 degrees difference. For example the actual event happened at night. The dream was during daylight. The area where the event happened had green trees and lush grass. The dream was in a desert environment. Nothing green at all. So as the event was realized and time was diverted in the realization of the event. Bringing the information back into this third dimension was a complete 180 degree difference within the surroundings. Holes plugged in due to the fact I was returning to get the information in the third dimension through the dream state and it changed the surroundings and vision by a total opposite 180 degrees in structure of the perceived minds eye. But the event was solid in it’s transfer. Down to myself carrying my child to safety. Bottom line is this, the information was plugged in 180 degrees of difference. Now if you put that into perspective, it can mean a lot of this channeled information that is coming back can be in a 180 degree difference, depending on how much of the information is “plugged in”.

The propensity of those who listen and follow these gurus and channeled information, I would hope be that of dissemination to see if it’s the truth or not. If it fits the mold of possibility. Upon tracking this information has it been filtered and watered down with third dimensional information that actually does fit the mold of possibility due to the frequency structure and plugged in to fit? Keep in mind in this third dimension we are the creators. If that’s the case, are they creating this third dimensional translation? Has the 180 degree difference been taken into consideration? Or do they simply believe it because it “resonates”? Some real food for thought there!

While I say these things, keep in mind it all depends on your matrix when you travel out of this arena and into the dimensional realms. Some actually have that ability to bring back some pertinent information. But to be sure, although you can describe the other realms, understand one thing. You have to describe it with three dimensional language as much of the fifth dimensional information and above will not transfer into the third dimensional mindset. So it must find a way to translate. As such it is disseminated into a three dimensional language.

When you hear these “enlightened” people telling you that something is “real”, is it strictly their perception, Filtered through and brought back while determined with their third dimensional brain to explain it? I’m speaking of those who claim they “know” what is real, and this is “true”. You have to be discerning as to the information because it truly is “their journey”, and it is through the creator brain of a third dimensional body that is speaking and giving this information within this third dimensional construct.

One more thing I’d like to point out. Much of the perceived information brought back will track. It has to. It was plugged in to fit in all aspects. Mathematically, geometrically, and within the realm of this third dimensional experience that we have created. Now here is the key. When one person brings back this information understand this closely, it is translated with their third dimensional brain of experience and taaaa daaaa.....perception! Need I say more?

While I listen to those who claim to “know”, I see the same messages of hope along the current mindset of the masses who wish to invest in their dreams of a better tomorrow. Is it with this three dimensional mindset that these messages are filtered? The only way to find out is to do it yourself. Now while many claim they are “special” and can do these things, I would suggest that anyone can do this. It only requires self realization, and intent. But first ask yourself what is it you "perceive"? A no nonsense approach to get this information in the firsthand rather than secondhand is key and don't rely on others to tell you what already resides within you as in some real truth. Keeping it simple is also key. and guess what? It’s actually free! Imagine that.

Movie is over now, but I loved the ending. The music was the best and I leave you with Don Felder’s Heavy Metal as I take my locknar down the road.

https://paradiseandroses.files.wordpress.com/2011/02/heavy12.jpg?w=300&h=220

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=etVoT35XH_4

Meggings

31st October 2015, 16:46

Forgive me for posting this "non sequitur"

Ron Mauer Sr

31st October 2015, 17:35

My Monroe Institute Experience

An opportunity to have a week long "Gateway Program" presented itself soon after we moved to Nelson County, not far from the Monroe Institute (https://www.monroeinstitute.org/). Bob Monroe's secretary, Helen, was a good friend and would occasionally offer a discount to local people whenever an opening became available due to a last minute cancellation. Bob would sometimes mildly object to the discount but Helen persevered.

Much may have changed since 1993, but this is about my week there. Bob was still in this reality then. There was only one building used for the check units then. Now, programs are also conducted in Bob Monroe's home. A separate building was used for lectures. Bob and others would give presentations during the week.

The food was great.

The check units, where one slept and experienced the Hemi-Sync (https://www.monroeinstitute.org/catalog/63) sessions, were either 1 or 2 people per room. Approximately 25 people could be accommodated in a week long session.

The check units, enclosed beds, were wired for audio (Hemi-Sync), and had curtains to help block light and distractions. A nice private and comfortable space. The bathroom(s) were shared with other rooms.

At the beginning of the week, watches were collected to help remove distractions. The intent was not to be concered about time.

The Hemi-Sync sessions were associated with various focus levels (not sure how to define a focus level) and Bob Monroe's voice guiding the experience. Hemi-Sync CD's designed to take one to specific focus levels are for sale.

After each Hemi-Sync session, the participants gathered together with the trainer to discuss personal experience.

My peak experience was flying through stars arranged in the shape of an eagles head. Passing through, I felt much love. And I knew I had the freedom to choose anything for my next adventure.

Other than my own experience, I remember one person who was gifted the Gateway Program by some friends. He had little interest in being there, but he decided not to disappoint his friends. He was consistently bored with the experience in the early sessions. During the Hemi-Sync sessions he would intentionally imagine himself on a golf driving range, sending golf balls out into the darkness, the result of being bored. Then there was a complete change during the debriefing session. With much excitement he said "Someone hit the ball back." We all thought that was funny.

Everyone's experience seems to be unique. My wife Maud (now-ex) and my sister Lynda also have participated in programs.

Maud experienced a past life experience in a Nazi concentration camp and an out of body visitor (a fellow participant) to her check unit. The visit was confirmed by the other person. Both remembered. Maud also had an out of body experience. She found herself standing on her head, got scared and popped back in.

Lynda was able to see the energy field around plant life, the trees and grass, in full color. That ability stayed with her for years after the program.

It used to be a requirement that one must go through the Gateway Program before one could participate in more specialized programs. I understand that requirement has been relaxed for some special programs.

The "Lab" is where the various focus levels were designed for the programs. An option, offered at extra expense, was to spend time in the Lab, wired up to sensors, for a custom designed experience. I did not do this.

Years later, after my experience, I heard stores from the Monroe Institute staff that Major General Albert Stubblebine was a popular participant and brought some of his staff with him. {update follows} There were several sessions when all space was reserved by the government. Background checks, normal for others, were not allowed for these participants. During one of these sessions, one participant freaked out and needed hospitalization. That was the end of the government only sessions.

I would consider going again if conditions were right.

Here in rural Nelson County, with only one stoplight, seems to be an unlikely location for those with metaphysical interests. Many people who have participated in the Monroe Institute programs purchased land (called the "New Land") from Bob to build their houses near the Institute. Dr. Stephen Greer (no association with Monroe) lives a few miles away.

Meggings

1st November 2015, 03:14

Time is one moment of Now (when our consciousness rises high enough to experience it). Not only is time One moment, but each one of us is One person.

Here is a first-hand experience, though told in words lifted from a PBS documentary. It is an incident from a life offered as reminder to us to be the best that we can be as we wend our way through our lives.

At age 74, in 1958, Eleanor Roosevelt agreed to speak in rural Tennessee to black people. The Ku Klux Klan learned she was going to speak at a workshop in a school in Tennessee. They put a price on Eleanor Roosevelt's head, a $25,000 bounty, for anyone who would kill her. The day before she was going to speak the FBI told her they could not guarantee her safety and she could not go.

She responded that she had not asked for their protection, and that she appreciated their warning, but that she had a commitment and she was going. Speaking about this later, Mrs. Roosevelt said if you don’t take a stand, you leave the impression that you are cowardly.

So Eleanor Roosevelt flies alone to the airport at Nashville, Tennessee, and is met by a 71-year-old white woman. There is no security, no policeman, no young, strong bodyguard. These two elderly women are, in effect, going to stand down the Klan.

Alone, these two old women get in the car, put a loaded pistol on the front seat between them, and drive through the night, into the back country of Tennessee, through the mountains, through areas where the Ku Klux Klan had expressed hatred for her, to a tiny school – to conduct a workshop on how to break the law, how to conduct non-violent civil disobedience.

She was tough as nails – she had MADE herself tough. She didn’t stop because she was convinced she was doing the American thing, working for the better future.

She died November 7, 1962, at age 78. Tributes say she was the most admired woman in the world, that she transcended politics and religion. She was recognized as the best that America could be. Who she was, the vibrations of it, continue to echo.

Here are photographs of her at the meeting, where she taught civil disobedience in order to create a more just world for people to live in.

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RunningDeer

1st November 2015, 10:09

My Monroe Institute Experience

An opportunity to have a week long "Gateway Program" presented itself soon after we moved to Nelson County, not far from the Monroe Institute (https://www.monroeinstitute.org/). Bob Monroe's secretary, Helen, was a good friend and would occasionally offer a discount to local people whenever an opening became available due to a last minute cancellation. Bob would sometimes mildly object to the discount but Helen persevered.

Much may have changed since 1993, but this is about my week there. Bob was still in this reality then. There was only one building used for the check units then. Now, programs are also conducted in Bob Monroe's home. A separate building was used for lectures. Bob and others would give presentations during the week.

The food was great.

The check units, where one slept and experienced the Hemi-Sync (https://www.monroeinstitute.org/catalog/63) sessions, were either 1 or 2 people per room. Approximately 25 people could be accommodated in a week long session.

The check units, enclosed beds, were wired for audio (Hemi-Sync), and had curtains to help block light and distractions. A nice private and comfortable space. The bathroom(s) were shared with other rooms.

At the beginning of the week, watches were collected to help remove distractions. The intent was not to be concered about time.

The Hemi-Sync sessions were associated with various focus levels (not sure how to define a focus level) and Bob Monroe's voice guiding the experience. Hemi-Sync CD's designed to take one to specific focus levels are for sale.

Your experience was more extensive than mine. Through my Reiki teacher I participated in “Hemi-Sync" i.e., “Hemispheric Synchronization” from the Monroe Institute in 1989. It was over two weekends. I explain it as a technique that synchronizes the brain hemispheres to evoke relaxation, learning and to reach altered states of consciousness through the use of sound.

Before that in 1972, I did “Silva Mind Control” which is now called “Silva Method”. It’s alpha and theta exercises, visualizations, positive programming methods, creativity-boosting exercises, dynamic problem solving techniques, and what I now know to be called remote viewing.

"The Silva Method" is really just like when you catch yourself in the daydream-like stare, you’re open to free flow imagination or hone into a specific goal like, "Where are my keys?". The answer bubbles up or a visual pops in your head or gut knowing. I'd wager most already use the techniques already.

"The Silva Method" is really about our innate ability and not ‘special powers’.

I’d suggest save your money. There’s lots of information, courses and YouTube vids, or purchase the book, “The Silva Mind Control Method (http://www.amazon.com/The-Silva-Mind-Control-Method/dp/0671739891/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1369154614&sr=8-1&keywords=Silva+Method)” or “The Silva Method: Home Study Course (http://www.amazon.com/The-Silva-Method-Study-Course/dp/B000EVIDKO/ref=sr_1_3?ie=UTF8&qid=1369154614&sr=8-3&keywords=Silva+Method)” CD, too.

A couple of other techniques/mental gymnastics I'd play.

Example One:

I use to have three Christmas balls that looked like bubbles hanging from my ceiling by thread at different lengths over my bed. It gave the illusion that they were floating.

A friend randomly picked the ball for me to move. I’d make only the one he chose. He’d upped the challenge and had me swing left to right, back and forth, or circle. I did, while the other two were stationary. Then for the finale, he included the other two.

I demonstrated the power of the mind and belief to him. I just visualized. See them moving. I had him try it. He didn’t believe he was doing it without my help. So I told him don’t tell me which ball you pick and just make it move. It worked. He still didn’t believe he did it. Which also demonstrated that the abilities are there even when one doesn’t believe.

If you try it, you may feel a sensation in the heart, stomach or belly button region.

Example #2 (common place now):

I use to demonstrate to my students that you can zap clouds. I showed them that you just visualize them gone. In the case where there’s a lot of cloud cover, just zap a hole in them. They not only accomplished it, but went home and taught their parents.

Shadowself

1st November 2015, 14:18

Good Morning!

My mother loved Elenore Roosevelt! She would go on and on about her so I didn't have much trouble in school when the subject came up.

Robert Monroe...I tried his methods. There was one part that did work. The Hemi-Sync did not work for me for some unknown reason. I suspect it's because at the time I was "stuck in a room". In fact everything in my brain is compartmentalized into "rooms'. Sounds weird no? It is! Believe me I know I live with it.

There is 'stuff' in my memory I've yet to discover I know this. There is some information I believe is the reason I'm here in fact. It also somewhat scares me. So how do I retrieve it?

The vortex. The one thing I learned from the Gateway series from Robert Monroe. In the gateway series is one CD that tells you how to create a vortex bubble around your body to separate and do OBE. Well DAMN! That worked!

But I was still stuck in a room...so this meditation thing just never worked! In fact it still doesn't. Why? Because of all the damned rooms I have to go through. But this Robert Monroe method involves focus on a vortex to move out of body. In that guess what? I can review the rooms and see the content in said rooms. In fact I have some drawing somewhere I did of some very interesting technology in one of the rooms.

In February of 2014 I started to do some serious session work with this vortex and my guides of which I have four. They are Artemis, Bartholomew, Mortimer, and Eros.

Artemis takes me to a room/tomb of my own. Where indeed the theme is Egyptian.

here it is:

I greet Artemis and the boys in my usual manner. Send them my love and I ask Artemis this session, "Where we going today"? He gets a sparkle in his eye and says hold on.

Then I'm shown a huge Eye of Ra/Horus and I start to move into the center of the pupil....like a wormhole...I'm transported to the room with me and all my stuff.

I tell Artemis the last session did nothing. He says not so fast...and I look toward a wall with shelves carved in the stone. I instinctively reach for a scroll there.

On it is written (and I completely understand it due to the meld I figured didn't work):

The Nine Universal Principles.

Where I immediately connect the Ennead: In Greek means collection of nine things

The Egyptian Ennead are Nine Deities.

Then I get stuck on number 6 and all kinds of information floods in.

Primarily that of "time" and past/present/future of such. Then I put together the computer reference of a program. A simulation of life as it exists from the future...reaching back to the past leaving clues.

Is that possible?

Unfolding this perception of mine and mine alone I've stumbled upon some interesting dots to connect.

Artemis ~ Master I

My primary guide I've written about and time stamped upon this journey of discovery is indeed a real conscious being. But what kind is he? Well he's part of me but individual indeed. We bump heads often when I question everything he brings me which in the end turn out to be more than relevant and validated as real as it gets in hindsight.

So let me share my experience of Artemis and the boys. Remember there are three others; Eros, Mortimer, Bartholomew. Each having their own distinct function of a guide to me personally. Thank god I time stamped these writings. Something told me even if I got it wrong to do so. Eventually there would come a purpose for the "observation" of data and writing about it to refer back to. In this case it turns out to be very relevant.

Time stamped Feb 13, 2012 in the writing but I discovered these guys in 2010. Decided to write about them and share my findings thus:

a quote from the writing:

When I first sought to find what it was that festering in my current state of being and seek to find some answers several years ago I got TRIGGERED by a word. That word was PTAH. That being said I had some assistance to peel that first layer of the onion. In doing so the very next day I went into a very intense period of physical memory recall. This was the time when the black lines on my hands started. It was primarily benevolent memory in the form of block pixel.

After that I went through a series of memory recall with two people until such time as I was able to do it myself. In fact there were four assigned to me to "take over" four names to take into account. One was the head very adept and talented in many ways assigned to me for assisting in this recall. His name is Artemis. Then there is a "scribe" named Bartholomew. A financial assistant named Mortimer, and a very adept and stealth thief and gatherer of information for my needs....Eros. My own personal spy. These were the names assigned to me to 'take over'...from there....

Then through discovery I start seeing logic gates and things start getting REALLY confusing. Until I discovered the possibility of my guides being named after computer programs of a very SIRIUS nature.

So in these past writings I'm seriously questioning what the nature of this really means.

Oct 21, 2012 I write:

In the beginning as I had mentioned before I actually did have some help because I really didn't know much and trying to even meditate was difficult as I was stuck in a damned room. The room I later discovered had some interesting technology....learning to see exactly what it was that triggered these visions and memories and most of all those black lines on my hands. A physical reaction to what? Some magic dust? Particles that spin? One of the first things I said the day the lines appeared was what I viewed. The phrase..."pay attention to the vortex".

This help I had was to get me to focus and ground. Raise my energy and frequency high enough to gain access to view exactly what this was that was triggered. But to what exactly? Well my first goal was to learn why I was gaining all this Egyptian memory. Ptah was the trigger word. Then next was the block pixel download of the strangest information. All of it was concerning DNA, mummification and preservation. Bloodline and genetic codes. Which was all recognized from what appeared to be an ancient past and somehow I was remembering this past and the people in it. These people were not Gods. They were simply people. The only difference was these people had extraordinary technology for such an ancient civilization. And with that they appeared and ruled as Gods in many ways to the surrounding people they ruled. They built Pyramids, and had extensive knowledge of the human body. Their scribes recorded what they felt was necessary for future reference. Keeping some things a hidden mystery. Hidden mysteries that even today have not been revealed to the general public.

However if you were in the circle of trust and part of the privileged cult that held these secrets you would have great access to what ever these secrets held.

One such cult was the Cult of Osiris. They held great weight and power over ancient Egypt for which Egyptian folklore has spoken about on the temple walls with direct reference to such things as sacred geometry and human anatomy. Isis writing the Book of the Dead for those traveling to the underworld to travel in the style of the rich and famous eh? The purpose of mummification to travel well. Mummification is the preservation of DNA with Amber Resin the best preservative known! To make that journey only fit for a king or queen. Laid in a sarcophagus with remnants of blue lily to show you the way on that journey.

From what I have viewed these Gods were not gods...they would however make the greatest daytime soap operas. Fantasy love affairs which included the ever popular soap opera theme of "who's the father?!?" at every turn. Least we not forget the magic dust/sand Isis made a penis for the dead corpse of Osiris to birth the son Horus. Whoa!!!!!!!! Who is jerking who's chain here? Who in their right mind is going to believe a story like that eh? Certainly not me. Certainly not after what I viewed in this recall of Past Egyptian folklore.

So what exactly was this magic dust?

Then I write and I will copy an paste the majority here:

Here you have this merkaba that connects the spirit to the body and you can travel with frequency modulation how again? Well all I need to do is ask my trusty "guide" Artemis right?

How is it Artemis has so much knowledge of genetics and DNA particularly from an ancient Egyptian past...that he would show me genetic codes and explain how this works? Well it seems my trusty guide I found out recently is an author. An author? Oh yes.....he wrote a manual in fact. And it's all about Genetic code reading.

Meet my guide Artimis.........

The Artemis Manual
Copyright © 1999-2012 by Genome Research Limited
This document describes release 14 of Artemis a DNA sequence viewer and sequence annotation tool.

Chapter 1. Introduction to Artemis
What is Artemis?
Artemis is a DNA sequence viewer and annotation tool that allows visualization of sequence features and
the results of analyses within the context of the sequence, and its six-frame translation. Artemis is written
in Java, reads EMBL or GENBANK format sequences and feature tables, and can work on sequences of
any size.

The "Entry"
An "entry" in Artemis-speak is not necessarily a complete EMBL or GENBANK entry. In most places in
this manual when we refer to an entry we mean a file that contains just the feature table lines (the FT
lines) of an EMBL/GENBANK entry (see the section called "Tab" Files or "Table" Files). After loading a
sequence and opening an entry edit window (see the section called Open ... in Chapter 2) it is then
possible to overlay many feature tables (see the section called Read An Entry ... in Chapter 3). Each of
these feature table files is called an entry by Artemis and it's features are kept separate from those of other
entries.
This meaning of the word "entry" is used by most of the items in the File menu (see the section called
The File Menu in Chapter 3) and by the items in the Entry menu (see the section called The Entries Menu
in Chapter 3).

EMBL/Genbank Features
A "feature" in an EMBL or Genbank file is a region of DNA that has been annotated with a key/type (see
the section called EMBL/Genbank Feature Keys) and zero or more qualifiers (see the section called
EMBL/Genbank Feature Qualifiers). In an EMBL or Genbank formated file the features of a piece of
DNA are listed in the feature table section (see the section called "Tab" Files or "Table" Files).

Feature Statistics
The overview window also shows the following statistics about the features in the active entries (if there
are any features). Note that the "genes" are the non-pseudo CDS features.
• Number of features in the active entries (see the section called The Active Entries in Chapter 1).
• Gene density - the average number of non-pseudo CDS features per 1000 bases.
• Average gene length - the average length of non-pseudo CDS features (not including introns). • Number of non-spliced genes.
• Number of spliced genes.
• Number of pseudo genes (ie. CDS features with a /pseudo qualifier).
• Protein coding (CDS) features.
• Protein coding (CDS) bases.
• Protein coding percentage - ie. the number of coding bases excluding introns.
• Coding percentage (including introns).
• A summary of the number of features of each key (type) and their colours.

ftp://ftp.sanger.ac.uk/pub4/resources/s … rtemis.pdf

SAY WHAT?!?

Now what exactly have I been remote viewing? And who or what is "guiding" me?

Not only that the other three are primary programs that relate to their functions I discovered much earlier:

So...I will now introduce you to my other guides. Eros is next:

Eros is what I used to call the "thief" he gathers the information and brings it to me and he is VERY stealth. Let me introduce EROS

Event-Related Oscillations: A Measure of Cognitive Functions

Until recently, ERPs were the basic electrophysiological indices of cognition that provided valuable insights into human brain processes. Substantial literature now indicates that some ERP features may arise from changes in the dynamics of ongoing EEG rhythms/oscillations of different frequency bands that reflect ongoing sensory and/or cognitive processes (Basar 1999; Basar et al. 1999; Buzsaki 2006). In other words, the EEG oscillations that are measured in a resting state become organized, amplified, and/or coupled during mental activity, or the network activity induced by an event or stimulus may trigger specific oscillatory responses, thus giving rise to an “evoked” (strongly locked to the stimulus/event) or “induced” (weakly associated with to the stimulus/event) rhythmicity (Basar 1980; Basar 1999; Makeig et al. 2002). These EROs can influence the timing of neural activity and coordinate synchronous activity in groups of active neurons (Fries 2005). Thus, EROs represent a basic mechanism of neural communication, providing links to associative and integrative brain functions. Highfrequency (i.e., β, γ) EROs are implicated in short range communication, whereas low frequencies (i.e., δ, θ, and α) EROs are involved in longer-range communication between brain areas (von Stein and Sarnthein 2000).

commonly used technique in human EEG research involves a continuous
wavelet transformation, with Morlet wavelets appropriately scaled within the
frequency range to be explored (Tallon-Baudry, Bertrand, Delpuech, &
Pernier, 1996). The result of this transformation is a time-varying function of
amplitude power along the frequencies of interest. When these time–frequency
functions are interpreted in relation to cognitively important events whose
timing can be determined accurately (e.g., stimulus onset, eye-movements),
they are called event-related oscillations (EROs).

http://www.cbcd.bbk.ac.uk/people/scientificstaff/mark/PDFs/Investigating

Bartholomew is very quite and only does one thing really. You see he's my "scribe". He records all my data.

Global Change Master Directory

he Global Change Master Directory is a directory of Earth Science data sets and related tools/services, many of which are targeted for the use, analysis, and display of the data. The directory holds more than 23,000 data set descriptions, known as DIFs (Directory Interchange Format). This format is compatible with the Federal Geographic Data Committee's (FGDC) standard and the international ISO 19115 standard. More than 2,300 descriptions of tools and services, known as SERFs (Services Entry Resource Format), are also available to users. The purpose of the directory is to provide users with information on the availability of data and services that will meet their needs, along with efficient access to those data and services. Links are provided, when available, to connect directly to the data or services of interest.
The directory is part of NASA's Earth Observing System Data and Information System (EOSDIS) and also serves as NASA's contribution to the Committee on Earth Observation Satellites (CEOS), through which it is also known as the International Directory Network (IDN) the international participants contribute descriptions of data and services that are held around the world and have provided valuable guidance in the development and direction of the project over the years.
The directory also offers an online metadata authoring tools for those wishing to share knowledge of available data. One of the cornerstones to effective searches within the directory is twelve sets of controlled keywords that assist in normalizing the search. The development of these keywords was initiated over a decade ago. Currently, over 7,000 keywords are controlled, with new sets created for better search refinements, as time permits. The keyword sets are widely used throughout the world and are being translated into many languages. Within the GCMD and the IDN, these controlled keywords can be used in combination with a full-text search engine and also for search refinements.
In addition, virtual subsets of the directory can be created as "portal" for groups wishing to identify their contributions or for those wishing to select a subset for their special interest group. The directory currently receives approximately 5 million hits per month.

Bartholomew Digital Map Data — can be ordered over the World Wide Web. Special discounted prices on this data are available to UK Higher Education institutions via CHEST. Contact your campus CHEST advisor for details. Data available includes 1:5,000 coverage for London and 1:250,000 coverage for the rest of Great Britain.

MIMAS

, formerly
MIDAS

is a service at the University of Manchester which provides access to
Bartholomew digital map data

NASA's Global Change Master Directory

is a good web site for those who know precisely the data they want. The interface to this large database is primarily via user-defined searches rather than pull-down menus.

http://ads.ahds.ac.uk/arena/links/data.html

Mapping and recording data.....for NASA and GCMD......that would be Bartholomew the "scribe".

http://www.collinsbartholomew.com/

Mortimer:

Saving the best for last spirits in the material world - the police - ghost in the machine album

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-fyG7du8_bU

Mortimer is a kind of quite fellow as well. As guides go his function as my "guide" was "financial accountant".

Now this threw me for awhile. I just could not see where money/finance had a place in inter-dimensional guides. Made absolutely no sense to me. Now I thought for a time perhaps this guide would help me with my money and guide me to have abundance. For in fact I was making a pretty good income as a Finance Director. But what in heavens name did that have to do with any of this stuff? What was it that had "value" in a financial sense.

So I looked at the wealthiest and realized most of the truly wealthy retainded one thing they "prized" of value. Money was certainly a way of getting places in a material world. But what was of MORE importance to these "elite" types....you know...the ones who ruled Egypt...the ones who are said to rule kingdoms and basically the world? Seems to me "bloodline" took presidency in monarchies and henceforth were handed down from one member of that line to another eh? Apparently money was the "result" of the thing that had REAL value.... and that was a genetic line. Just as the Merovingian's about bloodline. Or the Queen of England. Ask the elusive "33" what they value and try to get an answer why bloodline/genetics seem so important?

So meet Mortimer my financial accountant....and find out how he balances his books in things of financial "wealth".

https://www.princeton.edu/genomics/botstein/publications/1997_Cherry_Genetic.pdf

Chromosome XVI
The genetic and physical maps of the sixteen chromosomes of Saccharomyces cerevisiae are based on data presented in Mortimer et al. in preparation (1995) as well as on data presented in earlier reviews (Mortimer and Schild, Microbiol. Rev. 44:519-571 (1980), Microbiol. Rev. 49:181-213 (1985), Mortimer et al., Yeast 5:321-404 (1989), and Mortimer et al., Yeast 8:817-902 (1992). Physical maps were compiled from Riles et al., Genetics 134:81-150 (1992), Riles et al., unpublished data, gene/clone associations reported by many laboratories, and DNA consensus sequences produced by Fred Dietrich from GenBank sequences, and the seven completed yeast chromosomal sequences: I, II, III, V, VIII, IX, and XI (Bussey et al., (1994); Feldmann et al, (1994), EMBL J. in press; Oliver et al. (1992), Nature 357:38-46; Dietrich et al., (1994); Johnston et al., (1994), Science 265:2077-2082 Barrell et al., (1994); Dujon et al. (1994), Nature 369:371-378). All the information in these figures derives directly from the electronic database maintained by theSaccharomyces Genome Database Group at Stanford. Genetic maps are drawn as solid vertical lines; to scale or dashed lines representing linkages established by mitotic crossing over. Centromeres are represented as circles on the genetic map line with the left arm above and the right arm below the centromere. Physical maps are drawn parallel and to the left of the genetic maps Q distinguished by the scale (in kb) to the left of this line. Horizontal tick marks to the right of the genetic map lines indicate the positions of the genes; in crowded regions, these tick marks are joined to the gene symbol by a thin connecting line. Symbols by the physical map represent genes located solely by physical methods.

http://www.yeastgenome.org/community/mortimer_maps/edition12.shtml

Needless to say...I see things a little differently now:

Chromosome

http://i40.tinypic.com/2nr1toi.jpg

Blood of Isis/Isis Knot

http://i42.tinypic.com/2i9goes.jpg

Lac Repressor

Protein (green) looping the

DNA at the lactose genes on

E.coli host chromosome
http://i42.tinypic.com/28ian2x.jpg

(E coli DNA used for Logic gate interest)

And this:
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All of them (my guides) relating to the very pertinent things they're showing me.

So my guides are computer programs? And what exactly is that black stuff on my hands and why is it there?

I know this is a long discussion at the fireside but I tell you this because in about a month I'm going to work at discovering what exactly is locked up in my brain in these rooms that a computer program wishes me to discover. I have to prepare energetically because it requires energy use for me to do this and keep the field and I figure if I'm going to do this for this reason It's going to be quite a ride!

Is it any wonder why I cannot do a real meditation with all this information floating around in my brain? Truth is I have no real idea why it's there. But a trail of clues has led me to believe it's been going on for quite sometime. Why? I just don't know but I'm going to do a concerted effort in a month from now to actually find out hoping I don't fry my circuits!

Orph

1st November 2015, 14:23

RunningDeer

1st November 2015, 16:31

I use to demonstrate to my students that you can zap clouds. I showed them that you just visualize them gone. In the case where there’s a lot of cloud cover, just zap a hole in them. They not only accomplished it, but went home and taught their parents.Oh, why be such a meanie? :haha: Play with the clouds. Have them grow and move around. Many times I've seen the clouds start to boil over, in a manner of speaking. If you think of a witches cauldron (the way it's portrayed in an old movie), the way the "clouds" come bubbling out and flow all over the place, ....... I've seen clouds do that. I've always wondered if that was me or did that just happen by itself. But it would stop the minute I stopped concentrating on that particular cloud.

:P

That's way cool, Orph. I zapped clouds in the 1980's and went on with life and the practice of other skills. I'll experiment when the rain stops. Sometimes, the wind talks with me. She says, "Hey, pay attention. Me and you are working. Don't cha know?"

focus+belief+action = potential awakened/transmuted to 'the real us'

Meggings

1st November 2015, 16:33

Some thoughts generated from post #604 above:

First I offer a few words to celebrate synchronicity, which is like-energies looping together through time. A simple synchronicity is how I spent yesterday, and Shadowself’s words written: this morning: [dated Feb2012]: I went into a very intense period of physical memory recall. This more-or-less was my yesterday as, feeling ill, I lay upon my bed and visited Eleanor Roosevelt over several hours (hence my post prior to Shadowself’s).

Shadowself wrote this morning:
The Egyptian Ennead are Nine Deities.
Then I get stuck on number 6 and all kinds of information floods in.
Primarily that of "time" and past/present/future of such. ...

Hours earlier, I had read this pasted below, about “The Ennead of Nine”, the ninefold pantheon of Gods, who begat gods." (Which synchronicity brought to me via Delight of this thread, in a PDF entitled KHARSAG RESEARCH PROJECT, Kharsag being the term for the Garden of Eden.)

Seven Archangels = Two Eyed Serpents = Anannage Council =
Elohim = Senior Teachers = Seven Richis = Ancient Masters = ap-kar-lu
= genie .
Gabriel = Governor of Kharsag = Ninlil/Ninkharsag = Inanna/Bel’it/Isis =
Neith/Mama/Kali/Ka/Coatlicue = Serpent Lady = Queen of Heaven =
Earth Mother – Uriel = Lord of the Land = Enki – Raguel = Sun
Wisdom and Law = Utu/Ugmash/Shamash/Ogimus/Ogma/Og –
Michael = Captain of the Guard – Raphael = Chief Medical Officer –
Sariel = Representative of the Watchers – Remiel = Supervisor of
Instructions. Thus far in the first named we have the Ennead of Nine.
The ninefold pantheon of Gods - who begat gods.

Shadowself wrote back in Oct2012: ... the block pixel download of the strangest information ...Then I put together the computer reference of a program. A simulation of life as it exists from the future...reaching back to the past leaving clues.

I have come across lines of computer code when my consciousness has flown through what I term “the black ethers”. Mostly I see “lines of force” (this is my term for energy lines that flow through the black ethers) that curve gently and are of differing colours and intensities– but when I see lines of computer code snaking through the “black ethers”, they are always a glowing greenish colour. Once I visited an entire world that was based on computer code, and when I returned to my present personality, I contemplated how “unsettling” this visit had been for me. This was long before I’d heard of AI on this forum. I had reached out far, far with fingers of my consciousness and had visited this world. I shook my personality's head in mild amazement that such places exist.

Further, Shadowself wrote in Oct2012: ...the block pixel download of the strangest information. All of it was concerning DNA, mummification and preservation. Bloodline and genetic codes...The purpose of mummification to travel well. Mummification is the preservation of DNA with Amber Resin the best preservative known!...

I offer to her the idea of the “RA-TA Project” which Edgar Cayce wrote about, and later, Cosmic Awareness spoke of. This was a project conceived perhaps 10,000 years ago (I do apologize for not having facts clearly in mind – but it was long ago). It was foreseen that there would be a period of great darkness on earth, and volunteers came together to offer themselves for mummification, in order that part of their consciousness (a high frequency) would be released in waves in this world of ours and help the transition out of the darkness into higher frequencies. Consciousness is linked to the DNA. A thought arose, Shadowself, that perhaps you are linked to this Ra-Ta Project.

I add this aside about DNA. Once I was having a discussion with companions in some higher vibrational plane, and the topic came up of “What are LIGHT CODES.” As we were discussing this, there ZOOMED down a huge being of light joined us, and who instructed us (because we’d asked). We were told that light codes are used for direct communication with god. DNA is made of, is a carrier of, a holder of, light. So far as I can tell. Long ago the phrase came that DNA is “frozen light”.

This sentence which I clearly remember being said to us (...light codes are used for direct communication with god...) touches on the DNA genetic manipulation that occurred in the Garden of Eden. It was subversive, and was done without the "bosses" knowing it was being done, so that mankind would have embedded in his DNA the codes that would "awake" one day and enable mankind to be fully children of god and not subservient slaves.

Thanks for your lengthy post. You leave me wondering about the HOW, the mechanics, of this projected session, this “concerted effort”, you plan to have in a month. Can you say more about it?

Shadowself

1st November 2015, 18:53

Hi Meggings!

I don't know what this “RA-TA Project” is. It's quite unfamiliar to me. Have I mentioned that I recognize and sometimes speak an ancient language that stems from an older version of the language?

Well RA-TA is a bit strange to me. Because when one thinks of RA as the sun god that comes from the new kingdom of Ramses and that era. Before that is was "Re". Changes to Ra later on with changes in language as well. "Ta" means old kingdom measure.

So Ra-Ta means literally: "[new kingdom] Sun god old kingdom measure. Strange in and of itself in one sentence as a project.

So in essence Ra-Ta Project means: Sun god old kingdom measure project. Curious indeed!

volunteers came together to offer themselves for mummification, in order that part of their consciousness (a high frequency) would be released in waves in this world of ours and help the transition out of the darkness into higher frequencies. Consciousness is linked to the DNA. A thought arose, Shadowself, that perhaps you are linked to this Ra-Ta Project.

Don't know anything about that but I have a pretty good picture of something along the lines of mummification that would suggest a later awakening with preserved DNA. Which is quite interesting but too long to mention here. I know I didn't just "happen" upon this information and it's very suggestive of just that.

You leave me wondering about the HOW, the mechanics, of this projected session, this “concerted effort”, you plan to have in a month. Can you say more about it?

Well in my case one size does not fit all. I can't and don't follow anything of a "method" of mechanics. I just do it. Easy peasy. What works for me will not necessarily work for others because we all have our own unique imprint and matrix design. The concerted effort is the amount of energy it takes me not to "get there" but to "get back". What seems to me to be a matter of a few minutes can be as long as an hour and a half or more according to the clock when I come out of it. I've even gotten scents from some of these rooms...once it was Amber another time Lilys....when I do I usually have to sort through what I just saw/smelled and such which can often include another language. I think I shared this earlier on but will share this once again. One time I was reviewing a code in a tomb/room. Now what I found there was quite interesting in itself. But had nothing to do with what I said during that session which was this:

Har te teht tat saiu maau

Har - means District in Syria

te - means Injustice

teht - leads war

tat- means Other world

Saiu - means guardian, watchman (eye of Ra)

Maau - means district

Meaning:

The injustice in the district of Syria that may lead to wars in other worlds is viewed by the guardian Ra in this district (Egypt). ...by the action of this meeting.

Other worlds?

I actually said that in late 2010, but didn't get it deciphered until late 2011 and shared it in 2012 when I wrote about it due to the current events in Syria and felt there was a ritualistic connection. Little did I know what the "peripheral" view of this tomb at the time meant.

At that time I was "viewing" this tomb the tomb was done during the 18 Dynasty and as such this tomb carried with it that imprint that I found most disgusting. Because when I saw the tomb I uttered those words just like that.

That tomb was done during the reign of Hatshepsut:

The records of Hatshepsut's reign claim that she led military campaigns against several foreign lands including Nubia and Syria.

In fact during that dynasty and Thutmose III:

Conquest of Syria...The fifth, sixth, and seventh campaigns of Thutmose III were directed against the Phoenician cities in Syria and against Kadesh on the Orontes. In Thutmose's twenty-ninth year, he began his fifth campaign where he first took an unknown city (the name falls in a lacuna) which had been garrisoned by Tunip. He then moved inland and took the city and territory around Ardata, the town was pillaged and the wheat fields burnt. Unlike previous plundering raids, however, Thutmose III subsequently garrisoned the area known as Djahy, which is probably a reference to southern Syria. This subsequently permitted him to ship supplies and troops between Syria and Egypt...

Now it starting to make a whole lot of sense as to why I picked up Syria with indignation in my voice when I said that.

~

As to mummification when I first ran into this subject here is what I thought and for the most part viewed and gathered in the sessions I did then. Pay attention to the DNA part. I'm now not so certain about the "Genesis" part of the video or the Israel content I added. Remember I just posted about that perception thing but this is what I saw back then. And the part two....well I've got that all written down in a big way. But here's an interesting thing. I just now had to change the music on the video because two complaints were made about the music being copywrite infringements. Which I found quite interesting because in the video comments I showed where I got that music straight from Youtube from one of their own recommended Royalty free Music sights. So I made it private and thought no more about it until today. I just added again one of their own music recommendations to make it public and we'll just have to see if they complain again eh? Perhaps I struck a nerve somewhere in this video?

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QsoelegrSoI

What I've learned about DNA would choke a horse! I kid you not. For very personal reasons in all this which also as I've mentioned involves Time. Which is why I need to find out what is in all those damned rooms!

Darn...this song comes to mind here:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GNEcQS4tXgQ

Meggings

1st November 2015, 19:35

The music you chose for the video above is quite lovely.
I believe all things are, will be, revealed as our inner connections are re-established.

A year or so ago I was walking within a body in ancient Egypt, in a procession. I was following a broad-shoulder wolf-face being - a "god" if you will. This procession passed through a rectangular open stone doorway in a temple.

I recall being mildly suprised in my personality self that the tips of the ears of this dog-being were blunted and not pointy. This image of "Set" is not quite right. I had one that was closer to the being I was following, but cannot find it in my computer.

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Edited because YOU edited and added "The Way We Were" bit - a favourite movie of mine.

Elainie

1st November 2015, 19:47

Elainie

1st November 2015, 19:50

My Monroe Institute Experience

An opportunity to have a week long "Gateway Program" presented itself soon after we moved to Nelson County, not far from the Monroe Institute (https://www.monroeinstitute.org/). Bob Monroe's secretary, Helen, was a good friend and would occasionally offer a discount to local people whenever an opening became available due to a last minute cancellation. Bob would sometimes mildly object to the discount but Helen persevered.

Much may have changed since 1993, but this is about my week there. Bob was still in this reality then. There was only one building used for the check units then. Now, programs are also conducted in Bob Monroe's home. A separate building was used for lectures. Bob and others would give presentations during the week.

The food was great.

The check units, where one slept and experienced the Hemi-Sync (https://www.monroeinstitute.org/catalog/63) sessions, were either 1 or 2 people per room. Approximately 25 people could be accommodated in a week long session.

The check units, enclosed beds, were wired for audio (Hemi-Sync), and had curtains to help block light and distractions. A nice private and comfortable space. The bathroom(s) were shared with other rooms.

At the beginning of the week, watches were collected to help remove distractions. The intent was not to be concered about time.

The Hemi-Sync sessions were associated with various focus levels (not sure how to define a focus level) and Bob Monroe's voice guiding the experience. Hemi-Sync CD's designed to take one to specific focus levels are for sale.

Your experience was more extensive than mine. Through my Reiki teacher I participated in “Hemi-Sync" i.e., “Hemispheric Synchronization” from the Monroe Institute in 1989. It was over two weekends. I explain it as a technique that synchronizes the brain hemispheres to evoke relaxation, learning and to reach altered states of consciousness through the use of sound.

Before that in 1972, I did “Silva Mind Control” which is now called “Silva Method”. It’s alpha and theta exercises, visualizations, positive programming methods, creativity-boosting exercises, dynamic problem solving techniques, and what I now know to be called remote viewing.

"The Silva Method" is really just like when you catch yourself in the daydream-like stare, you’re open to free flow imagination or hone into a specific goal like, "Where are my keys?". The answer bubbles up or a visual pops in your head or gut knowing. I'd wager most already use the techniques already.

"The Silva Method" is really about our innate ability and not ‘special powers’.

I’d suggest save your money. There’s lots of information, courses and YouTube vids, or purchase the book, “The Silva Mind Control Method (http://www.amazon.com/The-Silva-Mind-Control-Method/dp/0671739891/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1369154614&sr=8-1&keywords=Silva+Method)” or “The Silva Method: Home Study Course (http://www.amazon.com/The-Silva-Method-Study-Course/dp/B000EVIDKO/ref=sr_1_3?ie=UTF8&qid=1369154614&sr=8-3&keywords=Silva+Method)” CD, too.

A couple of other techniques/mental gymnastics I'd play.

Example One:

I use to have three Christmas balls that looked like bubbles hanging from my ceiling by thread at different lengths over my bed. It gave the illusion that they were floating.

A friend randomly picked the ball for me to move. I’d make only the one he chose. He’d upped the challenge and had me swing left to right, back and forth, or circle. I did, while the other two were stationary. Then for the finale, he included the other two.

I demonstrated the power of the mind and belief to him. I just visualized. See them moving. I had him try it. He didn’t believe he was doing it without my help. So I told him don’t tell me which ball you pick and just make it move. It worked. He still didn’t believe he did it. Which also demonstrated that the abilities are there even when one doesn’t believe.

If you try it, you may feel a sensation in the heart, stomach or belly button region.

Example #2 (common place now):

I use to demonstrate to my students that you can zap clouds. I showed them that you just visualize them gone. In the case where there’s a lot of cloud cover, just zap a hole in them. They not only accomplished it, but went home and taught their parents.

A friend of mine is a huge Silva fan and enrolled me in a course in it (back in 2007). He claims Silva Method is how he became a billionaire.

gripreaper

1st November 2015, 20:00

RunningDeer

1st November 2015, 20:28

AS far as I can tell, one would want to have all the synapses in the brain wired and in balance between the left and right hemispheres, while also activating the glandular system with the master pineal gland influencing the others, and the djed, the central energetic column fully grounded in the terrestrial earth and through the crown into the celestial, and all of the chakras clear and spinning properly, while the etheric energetic layers emanating from the body are also fully enlivened and an active cerebrum and cerebellum brain.

To me, this is avatar, the fullness of spirit in a body.

Yes, Tai Chi taught me the importance of ground/root to Mother Earth rather than head in the clouds. The energy moves through out the systems which includes the part that's not the physical, the within and without, the body-whole.

Keep it simple is what I live.

gripreaper

1st November 2015, 20:31

Keep it simple is what I live.

I wrote THIS (http://projectavalon.net/forum4/showthread.php?66018-A-major-new-interview-with-a-Project-Avalon-Whistleblower--Questions-for-GoodETxSG-&p=895834&viewfull=1#post895834) one year ago today, and it is as relevant now as it was then.

RunningDeer

1st November 2015, 21:16

A friend of mine is a huge Silva fan and enrolled me in a course in it (back in 2007). He claims Silva Method is how he became a billionaire.
Recently I thought about the different techniques we were taught mostly because of my current thinking on unintentionally opening to non-beneficial energies and unspoken contracts. For instance, I wouldn’t use the helmet technique. At least not while the astral are actively engaging us.

For those unfamiliar with the technique it’s a method to detect trouble spots. We partnered up and one person provided the person’s name and state they lived in. The name on the card said “Joshua,” (forgot the state). Before his name was spoken, I began to have trouble sitting up. I felt dizzy and like I was choking. My tongue got in the way when I tried to talk.

Then, I applied the helmet technique. This is where I put an energetic helmet of Joshua over my head. A visual popped up. He was a little boy about 4 who was mentally challenged, with poor balance. I picked up that there were things he wanted to say but it was frustrating to him that he couldn’t express. I had a sense that there were great ideas locked up. Afterward, I learned Joshua was either 4-5 years old (forgot exact age) and mentally challenged.

One early confirmation of the benefits of the course was for my son who was about 10 months old. He was born with a growth near the corner of his eye. So I used the technique which was simply to ‘see it not there’. I forgot about it until a couple of days later. It was gone.

The more we streamline technique and belief, the quicker the Q&A's become one in the same.

Lost N Found

2nd November 2015, 01:27

Delight

2nd November 2015, 07:27

Can't throw a log or even a stick this evening but do have a twig.

This campfire has become a very cozy warm place to be. The tellings and sharings are so amazing. Just to hear and gain knowing, The fire burns bright.
Thank you all so very much
With love to all
Steven

Yes, and you are cozy humans.

I have a short bedtime story.

Once upon a time there were two lovers, a sun and a moon. His name was Lionhawkun dermoon, a shadow who is golden.

Her name was Shadowness ofshado wislight, thrower out of brilliance.

She was the sun and she was the moon.
He was the sun and he was the moon.

They found the other when folded cozily in love.

Sometimes she was his moon and he was her sun.
Sometimes they traded and he was her moon and so sun she.

Twin flames giver and the receiver of light.
The sheness and heness of they was their beloved night and day.

They have always been lovers and they always will be.
This is their kind of sound

LzQ0DZ_o-E0

Shadowself

2nd November 2015, 13:24

Good morning!

98.6

Did you know?

98.6 F
Although normal human body temperature is usually stated as 98.6 F (37 C) orally, it actually ranges from 97.5 to 98.8 F

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UKgwXm_GEGQ

A side note; 98 degrees it the Ideal temperature to initiate a PCR (polymerase chain reaction) used to amplify a single copy or a few copies of a piece of DNA across several orders of magnitude, generating thousands to millions of copies of a particular DNA sequence.

Word!

James Watson co-discoverer of the double helix:

Book title ~ Recombinant DNA

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Delight....That was delightful! Thank you!

98.6 is the medicine that saved me...It brought me to my baby!

Have a great day by the fire guys!

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Lionhawk

2nd November 2015, 14:22

Well, I wish that was the water temperature in the shower. Taking a cold shower is like walking on hot coals. The state of mind one has to have upon entering a bed of hot coals or a cold shower is the same in my mind. :bigsmile: Better put a Zen hat on in either case.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vLOCk9o30lg

This just in...... for you New Agers out there, there is what they call a new therapy that is comparable to the New Age which in truth is Old Age and it's called, Cold Shower Therapy. It's actually an old practice. You Tube it. I dare you! :bigsmile: Explore your options.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nGSnd7p9Er0

Shadowself

2nd November 2015, 14:34

I'll take that dare especially since I just washed my rather long hair in cold water!

Google #1

Cold Shower Therapy™ in 140 Characters

If you can’t do something uncomfortable and difficult for 5 minutes in the shower, how the hell are you going to do something uncomfortable or difficult in real life?

Indeed! Now where's the heat from that hair dryer?

I'm smiling big time!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WrwhfhncPfM

Lionhawk

2nd November 2015, 15:12

Lionhawk, in your post #591 above you write: "I thought of writing a post about Jesus, but folks might think I'm nuts. I'm speaking from the first hand here. As with some other heavy topics I have not disclosed..."

First hand accounts you said are what this thread is about. Let us hear, if we may, since you've mentioned it twice now I believe and it must be a story that wants being told and shared.

As I also said earlier, "In due time." It just doesn't feel right to do so at this time. I'm not one to put a cart in front of the horse. When the time is right, it will happen.

Ron Mauer Sr

2nd November 2015, 15:27

My Matrix Energetics (a healing modality) Adventure, 2007

Surfing the net during the Spring of 2007, not searching for anything particular, I found videos about Matrix Energetics (ME). The videos really captured my attention. Watching Dr. Bartlett interact with seminar participants, I had a very out-of-character emotional experience. Tears flowed. What is going on? This reaction cannot be mine, I thought.

Not being a person to seek out seminars, especially expensive (for me) seminars, I moved on to more surfing. Later I returned to the (ME) videos (https://www.matrixenergetics.com/Videos.aspx) and had the same reaction. Was this some part of me encouraging me to go to the seminar? Days later, same reaction. OK I thought. I will pay attention to my guidance and take a chance, not sure if the seminar would be of value and worth the cost.

Youtube videos (https://www.youtube.com/results?search_query=matrix+energetics) show some fantastic results.

During the Friday evening introduction, Dr. Bartlett picked people from the audience (of probably more than 100 people) to come up on stage for a demonstration. Very often an assistant was needed to catch subjects when the person being worked on swayed and lost balance.

Friday night, much to my surprise, Dr. Bartlett picked me for the first demonstration. Whatever the reason, I did not sway or lose balance. Those picked to come up on stage after me usually did.

Dr. Bartlett is very entertaining. He is a chiropractor, was a rock musician and has a great sense of humor. I could see some similarities with Robin Williams and Jim Carey.

One of the techniques taught in the seminar is called the "Two Point". Very simple. I think the only requirement is that the practitioner shift out of limited mainstream thinking and accept the realization that one can do this. If anyone wants more detail, send me a message.

A few days after the seminar I was at a local swing dance. My partner from the previous dance said that her neck was hurting. While the dancing and music continued, I asked if I could try an experiment to help with the pain. After using the ME "Two Point" technique for not more than 30 seconds, I asked how she was doing. She shrugged her shoulders, looked amazed, and said (very loudly) "What did you do? The pain is gone!". I was probably more amazed than she was.

Matrix Energetics does not work every time for me but it does work sometimes.

A few days later, I was surprised to find a stone on my desk. The stone was in the shape of a human torso and head (a little imagination helps). My grandson, Colt, had left the stone. Thinking the stone would be a great proxy for sending remote healing, I asked Colt if he would accept something in trade for the stone. Colt agreed.

http://projectavalon.net/forum4/attachment.php?attachmentid=31705&cid=1&stc=1http://projectavalon.net/forum4/attachment.php?attachmentid=31723&cid=1&stc=1

I wish that I could use ME more effectively and get positive results more often. It is encouraging that I hear positive feedback sometimes after sending healing energy.

Meggings

2nd November 2015, 15:30

This might make you feel better. For eight months I bathed in two cups of water at a time. Admittedly I did warm it in the kettle first, but by the time the facecloth was rinsed and wrung out, and a drop of soap added, it was pretty cool. Added to that, I stripped nekked in a doorless hallway, that as winter progressed, I realized had no heat source. Washing my hair was a real trick, bending over the counter with a plastic cup to get it wet, to lather, and the best part, rinsing with the cold soapy water. To add to the comic opera, at the other end of this hallway was a window that let out on the busy side doorway of an office, and in the Canadian winter, first the leaves dropped off admitting view, but later their landscaping company arrived one day and removed the bush twig skeleton, leaving an unobstructed line of sight.

In retrospect it seems so odd for things to have so arranged themselves that way. At least my hair was not that long, for when I'd broken my shoulder there was no one to "fix" my hair and I could not abide stray hairs tickling my forehead, so one day I tipped my head down and whacked it off in clump after clump with scissors held in the one hand I could use. So it was considerably short in some bits. Oh, just remembered, the broken shoulder meant I could not lift the hair washing cup very high, and there was considerable pain in the maneouvre.

I learned "quick" was the operative word. I found an old tiny electric heater (that I'd bought 30 years earlier to heat my daughter's rabbit room). It was incredible the melting pleasure one can feel to sponge down in a Canadian winter with a spot of warmth at one's toes. Offered to make you smile in the fortitude your cold showers require of you.

Hym

2nd November 2015, 15:54

The "cold shower" video was incorrect and missing in some vital steps.

It is not healthy to ever expose your face or the front of your body first. The body should be exposed step by step, from the extremities first, then the back, then the front torso and lastly the face.

Breathe Deep. Doing b.o.f.(breath of fire) during this process defeats the purpose of allowing yourself the time to adjust to the shifts in all of the things that the body does to cope with the cold. It is a conscious activity, not hyper. It is allowing healing to happen. The breathing should be conscious, not that breath of fire cannot be done consciously (as I can do bof in many varied ways, syncopated, etc. for hours on end, like the chants of the Inuit of Alaska).

This invigorating and energy-balancing method of adapting to the cold should be a gradual process over some days or weeks, depending on your health. Most will adapt quickly, but those with health concerns should allow the process to impress itself upon your system with time taken to deal with whatever the illness demands in response.

Cold water therapy, ishnaan, misogi (connected to the deep, insightful, Shinto meditations/chants/prayers) wen chiech'u (as cold compresses/ cold water), if you have no pre-existing health issues, should only be done by exposing the extremities first, going in and out of the water warming/rubbing your arms and legs in-between exposure to the water. Then the back is watered, in and out of the cold, then the chest and abdomen, in and out of the cold, and then lastly the face and the rest of the head.

Breath deep. Recharge. Envigorate. INjoy.

When done with some form of concentration and/or prayer, chant, or song it gets the blues out from the inside and makes the outer connected field a very bright, inspiring true blue, as I have been told by those seers whom I have woken up in the dark of the early morning inner light.

Shadowself

2nd November 2015, 16:05

Thanks....but I'm still prayin for that hot water heating unit! Time to go tankless....Lionhawk is going shopping today (I pray) for a new one! :thumbsup:

Hym

2nd November 2015, 16:12

I agree. I love the hot water also. Using both, as your system dictates, heck,,,, as your feeling tells you, is a very good balance.
When Lionhawk is shopping remind him that when using a tankless unit that you have to have the water highly filtered before it enters the on-demand system. i'll ask the master of tankless units, a plumber friend of mine, what should be done, as he was fixing just such a system the last time I saw him.

Shadowself

2nd November 2015, 16:31

Oh! Before I'm of to work I wanted to add something regarding post number 618:

http://projectavalon.net/forum4/showthread.php?84653-Put-Another-Log-On-The-Fire&p=1015898&viewfull=1#post1015898

I know some of you think this may be all "subjective reality" on my part. Oh how I wish it was so many times.

But...

My father was an MD who was double board certified and a Phi Beta Kappa...google that and their "key". They pick you not the other way around.

http://www.franbecque.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/12/Phi_Beta_Kappa_Key1.png

Well my father got his medical certification and boards at the University of Chicago. The second certification was during the same time James Watson earned degrees at the University of Chicago (B.S., 1947). coincidentally the same year Watson co-discovers the double helix and published it in 1953. 8 months later I was born. I was STRICTLY forbidden vaccines.

My father was also during this time while lecturing at Universities...in the Military. On December 6, 1952 he was promoted to the grade of Major from Captain. I have the document. What does a doctor do for the military to be promoted? He was a flight surgeon during the war. When he got back...he got board certified as a psychiatrist. He also maintained a private practice. Busy guy!

On his death certificate he was listed as gun shot wound to the head...in 1956...but was having great conversations in letters with my mother about my niece who was born a year later. Whoa....A miricle I tell ya!

http://www.301bg.com/bassett_louis_b2443_301bg.cfm

http://projectavalon.net/forum4/attachment.php?attachmentid=31682&d=1446393935&thumb=1
http://tinyurl.com/op4lwvx

Connecting the dots...how subjective is that?

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I agree. I love the hot water also. Using both, as your system dictates, heck,,,, as your feeling tells you, is a very good balance.
When Lionhawk is shopping remind him that when using a tankless unit that you have to have the water highly filtered before it enters the on-demand system. i'll ask the master of tankless units, a plumber friend of mine, what should be done, as he was fixing just such a system the last time I saw him.

Whoa! Thanks for the tip!

Lionhawk

2nd November 2015, 16:33

You Canadians are a tough breed! :thumbsup: Heck, it's friggin cold there in the Summer. Eh? :p

The Cold Shower Therapy video was intended as a joke. You gotta have a sense of humor when it comes to these type of things that life introduces to you. IMO a sense of humor goes a lot further than a cold shower. Plus it doesn't make certain body parts shrink away. :facepalm:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xkvo-DrU2gM

The above video was not directed to Two Feathers. :ROFL:

Ron Mauer Sr

2nd November 2015, 17:14

Shadowself, I have used a propane powered deep fat fry turkey cooker to heat water for bathing. A good backup if a conventional hot water heater goes down. Or if the electric grid is interrupted.

If you have access to cold water in a bucket (no pressure), this will make bathing more fun.

More details are here (http://ronmauer.net/blog/?page_id=4147) near the bottom of the page. A simple backup for emergencies.

Hym

2nd November 2015, 17:31

That's how I saw the video too. I just forgot how cool some of us are, not thinking anyone else would see him as ridiculous as I do, so i went all serious and actually showed how I've been doing this for years. I suggest you try it if you haven't as it boosts energy and relaxation unlike most anything else.

When I started doing this on a regular basis I was able to stretch easier, and would often got cracks out of tightened areas, from heavy work or exercise, that i couldn't relax any other way, except when having someone in the shower with me.....no cold therapy or shrinking allowed.

I first saw confirmation of a type of cold therapy when I saw Japanese patients entering a freezer as a part of
their healing process, on an old tv show called "That's Incredible!" with John Davidson. Their stories of healing were unique.

Today we see many professional athletes are using a form of cold therapy called cryotherapy, especially those who injure themselves often or overexert themselves, like mma fighters. In this method, the temperatures are well below zero and the duration time is only a few minutes.

Blood rushes to the outside of the skin, gets oxygenated and returns to the organs to heal them. I know that over-simplistic but it works for now. Push the heat out, Pull it back in, energized. Yin and Yang dance. Tui Na...push pull on an electro-thermogenic pathway.

Laughing and cold water are a great mix! In the intensity of my disciplines, physical and mental both, I feel laughter is the sign of living well. In fact some of the most inside insiders, the few brilliant, heart-centered, super-disciplined ones, (who don't really belong inside) have the most awesome sense of irony and humor I've known. They know the power of the cold and feel the heat as well.

Lost N Found

2nd November 2015, 21:24

Showers and Baths, Cold and hot both. When I was young and living behind that Cabin that Gripreaper displayed. We purchased a Horse trough or horse/cow watering trough and proceeded to turn it into a bath. We set it up on rocks so there was about 18" under it. That way we could build a fire under it to heat the water. The tank was deep enough that one could sit in it and the water level would be up to your neck. Lovely way to take a bath. So anyway, filled the tank and built a fire under it. Took about a half an hour to heat the water enough to get in. We cut redwood planks for our feet and had a seat made out of redwood to sit on. one had to walk out to the bath from the cabin to bathe. With towel wrap and colder than ice outside one had to run like the dickens to get to the tub while others kept the logs on the fire. Once there, drop the towel and gently climb in the tub. Once in and set down it was ecstatic to be outside under the stars and totally warm from the water. In the winter was the best time so run like crazy while nekked through the cold (sometimes snow) climb into hot water and relax.

Now here is a totally wonderful experience. Steam baths. There was these things in Port Angeles Washington. Used to go and get cleaned out. Go into one of these and the steam gets so hot your skin burns, pours so damn open you could stick your fingers in them. Fill a 5 gallon bucket with ice cold water and dump it on yourself. Talk about a pure rush. The whole body tightens up. Flush and repeat, totally great for health.

Shadowself, you be getting that hot water heater soon I know. Campfire is warm so after cold come here you get warm.

Jackson

3rd November 2015, 05:15

Hi Lost N Found...

I also went to the steam baths in Port Angeles. They were on First street in an old two storied building on the North side of the street. Finally torn down because no one wanted to invest the money to repair. Just before they tore it down it was a crack house. Terrible ending for a fine old lady. Great baths. Just brought back good memories. There is still one in town. Modern style tho, not like the antique one. Many years ago there were deprivation tanks out by Dungeness. They were very cool.
I also love to go to the Olympic Hot Springs up Boulder Creek up above Lake Mills. They were natural pools. The upper one was about 99 degrees and came out of a crack in the rocks. Right next to it was a small spring. Used a two gallon bucket of cold spring water to pour over my head after sitting in the pool. It was a two mile hike up and back so after using the pools it was difficult walking back down the trail being so noodled out. I felt great for several days after this soak.
Take care and be well....
Jackson

Lost N Found

3rd November 2015, 15:11

Well good morning Jackson and good morning to all around the campfire. Welcome Jackson To this warm and loving fire. Back in the 70's I lived in Sequim so we traversed all over the peninsula. Those steam baths were a weekly thing for a bunch of to do. Sad to here about the tear down but progress is no respector of history. You must bring a log and ask for the talking stick. All here would love to here your stories. I have so many more for that time of life myself. Welcome.

Lionhawk, wanted to share this with all of us this morning. Good morning, The water heater coming today?

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=C4tcMtg50UY[/url]

And a good morning to all
Steven

Lionhawk

3rd November 2015, 15:53

Very much appreciated Lost & Found! And welcome Jackson to our campfire. Also to all the latest newcomers. :bigsmile:

Colorado has some coool hot springs as well. Great skiing too!

Below is a pic of Flaming Gorge in Utah. A place where I spent many a day fishing.

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https://www.google.com/search?q=flaming+gorge&source=lnms&tbm=isch&sa=X&ved=0CAgQ_AUoAmoVChMIwPSJotD0yAIVRxseCh1Nzgaa&biw=1010&bih=644#tbm=isch&tbs=rimg%3ACYmHZRRwHTawIjhCICe12RbJ2DVnsrSrc1qQUYyqCgK4D8k1iRo2bB6ErYt6zon0H_1v5nS9RCSWetQNvehjA7GpD JyoSCUIgJ7XZFsnYEbeJDhMNX9oJKhIJNWeytKtzWpARLlKp-54PQSIqEglRjKoKArgPyRHb8JlV-39RJCoSCTWJGjZsHoStEZuVdhpuBHWKKhIJi3rOifQf-_1kRcxLiJEcNdlUqEgmdL1EJJZ61AxEQ7AAjE3YTSioSCW96GMDsakMnEWopRylQ1jll&q=flaming%20gorge

Now that is my COLD WATER THERAPY!:thumbsup:

Lost N Found

3rd November 2015, 19:32

Fisher of big fish and fisher of men. You gonna eat that?

Zionbrion

4th November 2015, 03:19

While I was travelling through New Zeland I met this Aussie guy and we picked apples together at the same farm. After 3 weeks we had enough and went hitchhiking down the coast. We made a pact we would jump in any glacial lake we came across. We ended up jumping int 3 of them, that was very exhilarating!

Also in my early twenties I was a white water rafting guide, every morning when we would bring the boats down I would jump into the river, and even though it was hot outside the river was always shockingly cold!

I have done the cold shower thing occasionally throughout life, but never made it daily, well that would be hard as I only shower a couple times a week. Shhh

Lots of really great stories and sharings 'round these parts lately. I fall behind in being at the fire then it takes me multiple sittings to catch up with every one.

I forget who but someone mentioned Sirius coming up a lot for them, that happened to me a few years back. I am atill convinced I spent some time out there. When I read about the chocolate, I remembered an old friend, whom started a small raw chocolate company called Sirius Chocolate. I think the bar you got is different though.

Have you guys heard of Laniekeha? It what scientists have called the super cluster of galaxies we are a part of, very cool to see this image!

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Also the story is coming along quite nicely that I started about a spirit named Hava...she was born as Evelyne and is now 13 years old and on her way to Lionhawk and Shadowselfs home. Anyone feel free to throw in a sentence or a paragraph or a chapter.
http://projectavalon.net/forum4/showthread.php?86165-A-story-we-all-write.

Lionhawk

4th November 2015, 17:35

When certain health issues pop up and you find yourself impaired, you have to get off that self pity chair and make some changes. Otherwise things don't get done. So after some creative thought, I came up with an idea that would save the wear and tear on our truck and me. So I built this Gizmo that I can pull behind the John Deere and be able to put this thing in tight places where you can't do that with a full size truck. In the video, it was the first test run and the battery is not fully charged. This log is pretty big as you can see in one of these pics the John Deere as a reference in size compared to the log. It exceeded my expectations. Took my slow butt 3 weeks to build but I got things done!

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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DsnQ5sWuYJk&feature=youtu.be

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The above pic shows a 17" wide cant. Red Oak.

Shadowself

4th November 2015, 17:55

Well the laugh is on me. I saw LIonhawk's post and thought his failing eyes had made a mistake...

The above pic shows a 17" wide cant. Red Oak.

Cant says I....:noidea:

He said "I was waiting for you to say something. Look it up smarty pants"!

So I did...

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Cant...hmmm....A log partially processed in a sawmill! Not to be confused with can't.

I swear there's not a day goes by I don't learn something new!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7S94ohyErSw

Lionhawk

4th November 2015, 18:08

Coool post ZionBrion!

And that fish doesn't taste like chicken. If you want to make a special treat around the Holidays, smoke some trout and pass that out. You might get lucky. ;)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z2-oKvYuIts

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ODXx8moFuzc

Shadowself

4th November 2015, 18:27

Off to work now but just wanted to share this absoulutely inspiring song!

Good Rain guys! over and out...

Yu9ljovg61c

RunningDeer

4th November 2015, 19:47

This is a good one, too. I never saw it done that way.

Lionhawk's Sawmill
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If I can dig up a pic of me operating a crane, I'll add. It was to hoist the roof trusses. When my brother demonstrated it, he swung the boom and it stopped on a dime right where it was intended. Physics in motion. Breath taking. By comparison, anyone watching my skill level would soon need Dramamine (motion sickness meds).

photo off web
http://i1262.photobucket.com/albums/ii610/WhiteCrowBlackDeer/truss_zpsxk6epd36.jpeg

Lost N Found

4th November 2015, 20:26

Those trusses look like they span a great distance. I could see you operating the boom to get them on the building. What fun. I be the guy holding the tail rope on the ground.

RunningDeer

4th November 2015, 20:37

Those trusses look like they span a great distance. I could see you operating the boom to get them on the building. What fun. I be the guy holding the tail rope on the ground.

That's a photo off the web. But I'd add that my brother's home is a good size. It's the third one he's built for his family. Most of the work he's done on his own, including plumbing, wiring, fireplace and stonework. Jim's a man with diverse talents.

Lost N Found

4th November 2015, 20:41

Yes, smoked trout. Haven't smoked a trout yet but have smoked the salmon and that is absolutely tasty. Now caught trout cleaned and smothered in butter, wrapped in tinfoil and bury under coals of campfire let cook for awhile then burn fingers getting out real quick and peal tin foil and eat eat eat, Really tasty that way too. Gripreaper can tell you about that also.

Meggings

4th November 2015, 20:50

Here are my (blurry photograph) trusses for the horse barn we built. Here Mark and I are discussing "raising high the roof beam" so I'd be able to ride in and out the barn on a horse. I add this just to keep my hand in, to join in on the game of life. (the quoted bit is from J.D. Salinger...)

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And here I am riding one of my horses in that barn.

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Zionbrion

4th November 2015, 21:15

Yu9ljovg61c

If there's a hole in your soul
You better fill it
If your cup is over flowing
Don't spill it, you better hold it

While the whole world is spinning around
And when your eyes look down at another
Just remember that he's your own brother
This kind of love ain't gonna go under

I've found and when you love one another
Only good rain comes down
And if you're feeling
Like you've stopped learning
If the wood in your fire ain't burning
You better sparkle a match

Start turning your wheel
You better turn in so it's right
Start living
Stop taking and start giving

I feel the love of one another is the only thing real
Well don't let your blessings turn into stone
That kind of live will live you all alone

If there's a hole in your soul
You better fill it
If your cup is over flowing
Don't spill it, you better hold it

While the whole world is spinning around
Well don't let your blessings turn into stone
That kind of live will live you all alone
And if your heart id troubled by a feeling
Just remember there's a way, the spark healing

The first step is when you start believing
It's real and this is the only thing missing
I feel, ohh, I feel
The love of one another is the only thing real

New pandora station, thank you!

Lost N Found

4th November 2015, 23:53

Snow, snow, snow, what a beautiful day here in the southwest. Here

Lionhawk

5th November 2015, 00:13

Some of the best operators are the girls! ;) Some of the best workers too! I'm talking about actual hard work like shoveling mud and gravel all day. Even brick work and we know that isn't easy.

WOMEN GOT TALENT! I have no issues with the Goddesses of this world! So here is something for all the Goddesses except for the Goddess of Purple Light. Why? The Goddess of Purple Light was a dude. Fooled a lot of folks including me for a time. I'm trying to stay ahead of Shadowself on this one. :ROFL:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YyIXB_NSdNM

Lost N Found

5th November 2015, 01:26

The continuing story of Sila,

Chapter ( ) Sunshine and Sila

Sunshine had lived in the small mountain town all her life. Her parents had moved from the great metropolis to Mt. Avalon 3 years prior to her birth. There they had met Sila’s parents who also had moved from the Metropolis a short time prior to her parents. They had moved here to escape the coming police state that was brewing in all the country, mostly in the big cities. When she was born, The big northern continent was in the middle of a civil war and the news coming from that country was so devastating that most of the folks journeying to it either turned back or did not here what was happening while their journey carried them forward to a land that they told was free and most things were free.

The small town had a river that ran close by and the locals used it to water their fields of wheat, corn and fruit trees. The animals all drank from it and all the people used it to bring water to the town. The river was so clear at times one could see the bottom. Just below the town, the river went over a great fall and it was here that the town folk had built a great wheel house to generate power for the town.

When Sunshine was 3 years old, Sila was born. Sunshine was present for the birth and witnessed a very bright halo around Sila as she was being born. She knew right away at the time that this person was special and going do or be a great help to humanity. As Sila grew, Sunshine was there all the time and Sila’s mother, Annett loved her. She helped with everything to bring Sila up. When Sila was two, She talked with Sunshine and told her about things in the near future. Sunshine and Sila were the best of friends and the whole town new of their love for each other. They went everywhere together and always made other folks feel comfortable and laughing was the common cure for all with these two around.

One night shortly before Kevin and Annett announced their departure, Sila and Sunshine were sitting on the high rock ledge that overlooked Avalon, a favorite place for the two to sit and talk, when Sila began to talk to Sister Moon. At first Sunshine was bewildered but quickly understood because she heard Sister Moon talking back to Sila. They were talking about the mother earth and Father Sun when of a sudden some roots sprang forth from the earth behind them and wrapped themselves around both girls. Sunshine was surprised and frightened at first but heard Mother earth telling her not to be afraid for she was just hugging both children into here embrace. Sila began to sob but Sister Moon told her that what was to be had been ordained and not to worry. Sila turned to Sunshine and told her that her and her parents were going away to the south and they would meet again in the future. Sunshine was very saddened but Mother earth soothed her and told her that she had a purpose for all that was transpiring, Sunshine was to be a very important part of the future.

Two days later Kevin met with Rick and Cecilia and told them that he, Annett and Sila would be leaving for the coast and heading to Cape. Kevin said that his previous work when they lived in the Metropolis was very sensitive to government organizations and he had discovered some very insidious plans to destroy millions if not billions of people. This was the real reason that they had left and moved to Avalon because he started telling people of these plans. He had stolen information and provided it to other sources. He knew he was being hunted so they had to keep moving every so often. Sunshine was 7 years old and Sila was 4 when they said goodbye to each other.

These memories of Sunshine as well as Poochie had flooded her as she sat around the campfire with all the good people. She knew that she had to leave soon. She would be turning 10 soon and longed to see Sunshine. Sister Moon had told here that she must tell all that she saw to remember and gave Sila her voice and memory to tell. Sila had taken the talking stick and talked about what had transpired. She talked about poochie and how he had been run over by a truck and how she had fled to the underworld following poochie as he ran. She had lived as a wraith that seemed like years and finally came back into her young body. She had talked about her encounters with the angels and her horrible pain in the lower back and how the angels had both fought and comforted her as she traversed the forest. All these loving folk around this campfire showered her with hope and love and she had spoken the Sister Moons word to each. They had given her wonderful food and she had rested next to the warm loving fire. Aunt Shadowself’s Coffee had given her loads of energy and had tasted so wonderful. She was very reluctant to move on. As she stood up she looked over at the wood pile and called Billy to come and take the talking stick back. Billy came forward slowly with his head down and gently took the stick. Sila then looked around and with tears said thank you all so much. I love you all and will see you again but now I must move on towards a place called Avalon to find my dear friend Sunshine. Aunt Shadowself approached her and hugged her very tightly and then handed her a thermos and said it was full of the coffee and it should last her a few days. Lionhawk took her hand and proceeded to lead her towards the north. Before they both left the fire she turned and looked at each and gave them a thought of love in each mind. Lionhawk then led here into the dark and told her that if she stayed on the path that seemed to have glitter on the ground she would come to another campfire to the north within a few days. He then told her to not stray from the path. She hugged lionhawk and turned towards the north.

While walking on the path Sila clearly visualized a young man and a very tall man leading him. She did not understand this vision but knew in her heart that they both were coming towards her.
As she continued she witnessed a large lighting far to the north and heard a very loud booming. She began to run on the path and bushes seemed to be trying to trip her. She then heard a dog barking and called for poochie. She saw a shadow on the glittered path and new it was poochie. He kept bumping her as she started to step off the path. She looked up and stopped abruptly. Sister Moon was coming around a darkened patch and she could see that she was trying to talk but she could not hear. Sister Moon looked as it she was crying. Poochie barked twice, an Angle stood in front of her so she started running once again and saw a small light up ahead. She ran with all her might towards that light..

Lost N Found

5th November 2015, 01:33

More of Josh and Grip,

Chapter ( ) The Fire in the Depths

Walking towards the South we could see a pathway that Grip chose. The Fires to the west and towards the South were burning immensely enough that we could actually see our way. Grip told me that this would only last for another 20 miles or so and eventually we would be in total darkness, at that point we would rest and build a small fire to cook and keep warm by. After that he would have to use his knight vision head gear to continue. We may run into some loving campfires on our way from that point and the distance is great. We may also have to choose a diversion in our path because there may be roving gangs of insane folk. The further south we go the more likely the gangs will have grown in size to simply protect one another.

As we walked, I kept wondering how Mother earth and all her life was able to survive the absence of Father Sun and Sister Moon. I had always read and heard that if the Sun and the moon did not shine that all life on Mother Earth would die off in a matter of time. While I was lost in thoughts of all of this I did not realize that we had lost our light and were now moving through the darkness. Grip stopped and I bumped into him. He reached around me and tied a light rope to my belt. He then said from here on you will need to closely follow and this rope will keep you within close range. I have my knight vision goggles on and have had them for awhile now. We will be stopping soon to rest and build a small fire.

RunningDeer

5th November 2015, 02:27

Some of the best operators are the girls! ;) Some of the best workers too! I'm talking about actual hard work like shoveling mud and gravel all day. Even brick work and we know that isn't easy.
One of my jobs at 12-13 years old was to make concrete. I’d mix the lime, sand, cement and water in a tub, then haul the buckets up to my father, that and haul up the lava crete (sp?) cement blocks. Hard to believe I was a laborer myself. But I know the age is correct because we moved in to our home and I began the new school year in 8th grade.

The hardest job was I was sent down with a jack hammer to drill along the edge of the septic tank so it’d drop inch by inch. I’d scoop up the debris and send up the bucket. No ear plugs. No eye protection. Again, all around 13 years old. Claustrophobic and damn hot down there. My body vibrated for hours later. Fortunately that job didn't last long.

Lost N Found

5th November 2015, 02:57

I absolutely agree with you lionhawk and by gosh and golly Runningdeer you work harder than any man I know today. That kind of work you talk about, I did that stuff in my twenties. Mixing concrete, mortar, cement, hoofting blocks up on scafolding and slinging mud to boards for the block layers is way to much work. But being young and all we all think we are invincible. Hah! little did we know.

Women have always been smarter than men and can outwork a man. That is a proven fact. Now I am not taking a side or anything just observing most of my life. Here is something no man can do or will even try. Work 24/7, cleaning a house, raising children, working outside the house hold. I sure as hell would not attempt all of that but I will support and did do that with my honey so we all have to be one in this existence or things get like they are today and mort n likely been that way forever. Just saying we got to love and do women and men together.

Paula, I still can see you running the boom truck and if the snot nose gets out of hand just swing the truss into him a touch.

RunningDeer

5th November 2015, 03:46

you work harder than any man I know today....Paula, I still can see you running the boom truck and if the snot nose gets out of hand just swing the truss into him a touch.

The crane thang was only once. That work (growing up) wasn’t by choice. But...I have an appreciation for the diversity of skills I got growing up from cars to 2x4’s and plywood to wiring to welding to miter box and ‘measure twice, cut once’. None of which I’m particularly proficient at.

Out of financial necessity, some skills I picked up in my early twenties. Like I use to tune up my old Volvo. I'd change the plugs, points and condenser and once I replace the alternator. I learned how to do the brakes in my ’62’ VW. I watched and did the other one (and only once). And when I discovered that it wasn't much of a savings to change my own oil, I had it serviced. Cuz, the oil got under my purity fingernails.

Now, under-the-hood is too complicated. If you ask me, it’s by design. Cha-ching. Cha-ching.

http://avalonlibrary.net/paula/Recovered/smileys-smiley-with-sign-165726_zpsib04wklr.GIFand thanks for the visit.
...........................................putt, putt...http://avalonlibrary.net/paula/Recovered/biker-smiley-face_zpsz9gloaht.GIF

Shadowself

5th November 2015, 06:30

RunningDeer

5th November 2015, 13:39

Runningdeer found the sawmill video I just made today. I added another one a few minutes ago and don't mind telling you I had a blast finding the right music! Enjoy Buster's Happydance...while he supervised the sawmill of course.

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Buster's definitely got his groove on!

Perfect song’s an understatement. C-U-T-E! It could go viral.

Go Buster.
Go Buster.
Go Buster.

http://avalonlibrary.net/paula/Recovered/dog-smiley_zpsdli01xpk.GIF

Shadowself

6th November 2015, 06:29

Well, Buster found out I added hip hop music to his two step and told me if we wanted to see his two step it has to be Rockytop style.

Close up two step

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=atwU5jFtJmM

:clapping:

RunningDeer

6th November 2015, 14:27

Lost N Found

6th November 2015, 15:39

Good morning all, here is some music for the campfire. Buster will like this too. He can do a two step

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vgUZlC8Q0rI[/url]

This one for dance and love to all

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=01y2q_E3uYM[/url]

this is under the stars

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2JDaNYDQv7Y

This is for all to be as one
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Kaz-5J9-WLY[/url]

Have a wonderful day.

Stephanie

6th November 2015, 19:46

this is under the stars

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2JDaNYDQv7Y

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Dearest, Lost N Found......
...lovely....thank you.....

Heartsong

6th November 2015, 19:57

You guys are fun. One of these days I'll think of something to contribute. 'Til then I'll just sit and appreciate.

Lionhawk

7th November 2015, 14:27

Shortly after my Twin Flame and I moved into our house and got settled in, we had a night of celebration. Why not? It was a Saturday night. So we had a couple of beverages and were feeling good, I decided to take out one of my keyboards and play some music. So here we are in the living room and I started to play. Then something very strange happened that scarred me for life. Buster comes up next to the keyboard and starts doing his happy dance. Part of me went into shock. I haven't been the same since. :facepalm:

Sorry folks for not being more interactive here lately but this water heater blue project is not a small one as we have had some serious water damage to repair as well. Particle board swells up twice it's thickness when it gets wet. So far I have a 4' x 8' section cut out. And all those staples got to be pulled out too. Rot under 3 walls as well. The water heater came that close of falling through the floor. That would have been a surprise to see your water heater through the floor. They weigh like 450 lbs. when full and that is a 40 gallon one. 332 lbs. of H2o and 110 lbs. for the water heater comes out to 442 lbs. Mold is the serious issue and that could kill ya. So it has to dry out and get rid of the insulation that is holding water from the leak. Anyway, no fun but we are making good progress.

Thanks for the compliment HeartSong!

Keep the fire goin!

Back to work. :bigsmile:

Shadowself

7th November 2015, 14:55

Good Morning! :coffee:

I had one of those rare recurring dreams last night...of a door to a room...

In the dream I noticed I'd had this dream before. But upon waking all I remembered was that I had recalled that before... but what was it?

A door that once opened reveals all...but to what was my question?

Why am I seeing this all over again? It was ancient in nature.

So was the door.

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Once in the room the content is revealed. It's there....in the room behind the door.

So I've decided to step it up. Next weekend I'm going to open that door...once again. Something is calling me hard to do this.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NLqgLn3-MWQ

When I do...I'll share my findings here at this warm fire with friends.

Have a great day!

RunningDeer

7th November 2015, 17:34

Sync. I was drawn to the door in the woods earlier. ♡

http://avalonlibrary.net/paula/Recovered/shack-to-cabin_zpsnqzeghsz.JPG

Lionhawk

8th November 2015, 20:05

Today is a cloudy, laid back sort of day. A good day to just chill in the "now" moment and maybe get your groove on. Here is a piece of soul for the soul in all of us.

:bounce:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_ZbWTg8G6eM

RunningDeer

8th November 2015, 20:27

I'm dog and house sitting this week. My computer quit without giving a two week notice. Working with an old one that needs a lot of upgrades to work efficiently while a new one comes it. Cross fingers that old software will not need to be upgraded as well for the new computer. Trying not to think about how many files and 'stuff', I lost. Grrrrrr…

Will check back when possible. On the bright side, I have hot water. And where I'm staying they have a theater room with a huge screen and an extensive DVD collection.

♡

Orph

8th November 2015, 23:30

And where I'm staying they have a theater room with a huge screen and an extensive DVD collection.

Alllllllrrrrrrrriiiiiiiiiiight. :clap2: Mystery Science 3000 time. I get to be Crow! :whoo:

:lol:

Delight

9th November 2015, 05:04

I appreciate the work of clearing as in Paula's information. I have been doing this kind of work since 2006. I do not think it matters to look at how from where an "implant" or congestion came about. What matters is that there is congestion that blocks the power we need to experience health. To me health is inclusive of good relations with people, places things of our own particular life ...including the physical health well into advanced chronologic years. It must have peace in it because when we are not at peace, we spew out incoherence...like manic/depressive waves of highs and lows.

Seeking the peace that passes all understanding led me to know that I am a particularly intense woman (tense in...tension). I am just full of tension. It has felt like knives, like black goo, like stinky infectoion. I can clear these states but they do recur...maybe in a different way.I am not clear for sure!

In 2006, I started working with my imagination. I created a sieve of gold mesh to pull through my space around the body. It led to an imaginary machine. This machine sucks up with a vacumn. It is a box and I can use my etheric hands to pull things out and put them in the box. i have put many strange tentacled bits there and knives, rusted swords..... I focus on the tense places that often hurt top locate these "not me" bits. This device works for me.

Lately I am knowing more about the Presence I will call Great Spirit. This is omnipotent, omnipresent, omnipotent God trickling down to me from way out to way in all around and always. I have a new imagination that works. "God" is everywehere in and out so I do not have to be concerned with "where is God". I used to be concerend with that...as if anything isn't God.

This realization is huge for me. It leads to this story.

In 2006 I was at a school for three weeks. It was teaching the healing art passed down through Mexican Curanderas. There were only 3 students. Many strange experiences came through my time there in an intensive that was 24/7. Towards the end of our stay, I participated in an experience where we were all working at place beyond the thinking mind. The event was the growing of wings of the fairy girl in our class. One could say this was metaphoric but one night we gathered to help her birth her wings.

I cannot really explain how that we were working yet without visuals and sensory info. At one point, the leader asked me to create sparkles and sparkle the nascent wings. I was really astounded that she knew about me and sparkles. In some distant way, as a child, I knew about sparkles. They are what spew out of magic wands. They are the reason I used to read so many fairy tales. In some way, sparkles stand to me for magic making. They change everything they touch and makes it all beautiful.

So in the middle of the night, I sparkled the wings. No sensation of it but Susan said they were full on. The wings blossomed and the fairy girl would then need to learn to use them but they were were fully expressed.

One of the men in the group was not either a student or a house member. He was a client of my mentor, Susan who had bceome a dear friend. He was not "woowoo"in any way. When we talked, he described the same sense that I had . We had been THERE with the fairy girl but not where the mind can translate for US. Susan could see this realm. Others could feel it. I just had to trust that the sparkles were applied.

yesterday I reconnected with the sparkles. There had been an intimidating belief that I had to bring energy OUT. I have been working the heart and my heart has been feeling painful even physically. Last night I saw the sparkles falling around me like a rain storm. I gentled the sparkles and imagined send (directing) them all through me. This was awesome and today I have been remembering to let them in from all around me, in me everywhere (omnipresence) and let the power work on me (omnipotency) and let the sparkles take care of me in just the right way (omniscience).

I have been experiencing today a real peace that is like that realm of the birthing of the fairy girl wings. I cannot sense it with my physical mind. It is REAL HOWEVER...VERY REAL AND TRUE.

Namascray is a new term I heard today. The crazy in me greets the crazy in you. Love, Maggie

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Coldplay - Paradise

Lyrics
When she was just a girl she expected the world
But it flew away from her reach
So she ran away in her sleep and dreamed of
Para-para-paradise, para-para-paradise, para-para-paradise
Every time she closed her eyes

When she was just a girl she expected the world
But it flew away from her reach and the bullets catch in her teeth
Life goes on, it gets so heavy
The wheel breaks the butterfly every tear a waterfall
In the night the stormy night she'll close her eyes
In the night the stormy night away she'd fly

And dream of para-para-paradise
Para-para-paradise
Para-para-paradise

She'd dream of para-para-paradise
Para-para-paradise
Para-para-paradise

La-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
And so lying underneath those stormy skies
She'd say, "Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
I know the sun must set to rise"

This could be para-para-paradise
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Lionhawk

9th November 2015, 20:01

Great post Delight. :bigsmile:

It truly is magical to see when someone says it from a first hand perspective. I can see with my bad eyes all the glitter on your post. :Angel:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zMC9jxIbBaE

Meggings

9th November 2015, 20:05

I love the sparkles, Delight. Thanks for sharing this.

On a current Avalon thread about remote viewing JFK assassination, I encountered for the first time videos by the Farsight group. I chose one called "Atlantis" to view, since I recall living on Atlantis. At about the 32 to 34 minute mark of this, Courtney Brown describes some people fleeing. Below the video, I will endeavour to put down some of my memories of that time of fleeing, at the time of the final breakup of Atlantis.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d3sqRSzGXV0

At the time of the inundation of Atlantis, I was a member of the Royal Household, having been chosen to be governess/instructor of a young princess of Atlantis. Thus I was a member of the court, of the family really, and was virtually a surrogate mother to this princess, whom I have met and loved in this lifetime. She and I shared the memory of the last day we were alive upon the final breakup of Atlantis.

The concept of servants then was different than it is now, except that the corruption by the dark Orion ones had already begun. The Royals did not used to consider themselves more special than those who served them; simply it was their role and function, and someone who served was also playing their role. In the later times, when perverted thinking was increasing, servants became more as they once were in our historical times – without rights, without any merit other than to serve the whims of those whom they served.

However, this was not the case with myself and my young charge, for I was respected and honoured and was loved by the young princess. I was teacher, and trained her in morals as well. (This is a theme my larger soul has carried through many lifetimes I remember.)

When it became apparent that we must flee, the air boats were being loaded by servants down by the quay. My young charge and I came and saw this, and she ordered all the material goods to be taken out of the air boats, and we filled them with as many people as we could.

Thus we took off and rode over the waters. However, the air boats used BROADCAST POWER. The crystals generating this power failed, the crystal energy grid collapsed, the power propelling us ceased, and we crashed into the waters of the Atlantic and all drowned. Unfortunately departure was left too late, and we did not escape as was planned, but succumbed to the collapsing grid lines.

We were heading towards England along a ley line being used as directional beacon, and possibly as an energy source. I do not definitely know, but suspect it may have been towards Glastonbury. Ships travelled along grid or ley lines that were charged by the underground crystals.

When the underground crystal grid-work collapsed in the central core, it disrupted the force that was used to project these air ships, and those in the air at the time thus crashed into the seas or into the lands below. Most were killed in such events.

A note here is that I first came upon some rudimentary memory of this back in 1975. Another note is that I have not listened to the rest of the above video beyond minute 34, because I must leave computer for other activities.

Delight

9th November 2015, 22:17

Thus we took off and rode over the waters. However, the air boats used BROADCAST POWER. The crystals generating this power failed, the crystal energy grid collapsed, the power propelling us ceased, and we crashed into the waters of the Atlantic and all drowned. Unfortunately departure was left too late, and we did not escape as was planned, but succumbed to the collapsing grid lines.

We were heading towards England along a ley line being used as directional beacon, and possibly as an energy source. I do not definitely know, but suspect it may have been towards Glastonbury. Ships travelled along grid or ley lines that were charged by the underground crystals.

When the underground crystal grid-work collapsed in the central core, it disrupted the force that was used to project these air ships, and those in the air at the time thus crashed into the seas or into the lands below. Most were killed in such events.

The stories you recall are fascinating. Thanks.

Heartsong

10th November 2015, 03:17

Hello friends. I need a bit of insight as to what I'm going through. I've always had trouble with nightmares ranging from vividly disturbing dreams to all out screamers. Two months ago the Dr prescribed a drug that's often given military vets to subdue triggers and bad dreams. It worked for two months and then two weeks ago I woke up "vocalising" loud enough for my husband to come running from the other side of the house to wake me up. Last night i startled so violently that I kicked out and actually hurt him although he was better by morning. I contacted the Dr and he recommended additional medication that I'm not opposed to.

Those of you with a mystic bent, would you mind casting a spidey sense in my direction? I could use any insight you have as to what is causing this new batch of terrors. It's unpleasant for me as well as my husband.
Many thanks.
Nancy

RunningDeer

10th November 2015, 05:09

Meggings

10th November 2015, 05:21

Sorry to hear of the nightmares, Heartsong (Nancy). I cannot speak for you, but share the experience of seeing people become near psychotic or have bad psychological reactions to prescription drugs. My grandmother had had a stroke, and the medications in the hospital resulted in her seeing creatures climbing down the walls of her room. (My uncle put a stop to drugs for her when he saw this happen.) I was given strong migraine medicine and literally tried to climb the walls until a part of me realized this was not normal, and I dumped the prescription in the garbage. (I also thank the guardian angels for having my kids go to the beach beforehand so I was alone and that brief psychotic drug-induced reaction was seen by no one.) My youngest son had a pain prescription and he collapsed, and went to the hospital a few weeks ago.

All these little experiences lead me to stay away from medications. Is there any way you can wean yourself from them? One thing I might suggest that helps my sensitive body with homeostasis, is that at bedtime I take a cup of water with baking soda and vitamin C powder. It seems to alkalinize the body and sleep is good when I take this.

Were I you, I also would verbalize a kind of fiat at bedtime, that you are ... (here you can use your own words that have meaning to you) ... I have at times stated that I am a child of the most high god, that I am christ in manifestation here and now, and that nothing has permission to harm me. Then I'd sleep.

None of this rambling I've given may help you, but it is the best I can offer. You may have a marvelously tough immune system and may tolerate drugs far better than I do. We will be thinking of you, and embracing you in thoughts of care.

Lionhawk

11th November 2015, 01:54

Dearest HeartSong,

I have given some thought as to your situation. Stop taking the drugs. The doctor is practicing his medicine on you and you're the lab rat. He is altering your chemical body and he doesn't know your personal chemistry to the level he should know because he is treating you from a reactionary POV.

Granted that you are seeking relief. But let me to tell you that you are not the only one seeking this kind of relief. What I am saying here is that maybe the problem isn't you to begin with. For the last year, I also have experienced nightmares. In such ways that have somehow seem to be reinvented ones from old issues that have long passed. I do know for me that there is no longer a reason for these old issues to manifest once again. And the nightmares are of horrible entities and where they sometimes hide in nightmare. What I think is going on is from the outside. Someone or some tech is being used to manufacture this fear in a nightmare, because they aren't getting their fear food when I am awake.

I have done some inner work on this and as of today, I'm good on the inside. Things are what I call clear. So what I would suggest is to start doing some grounding work. Ground meditation you are comfortable doing. It only takes a few seconds to do and you can do it several times a day. Then start doing some shielding work. Always do the grounding first and then shield. Do this before you go to sleep. Make it a good habit. In other words, change the music and beat your own drum instead of having someone try to do it for you.

Part of the problem is that it is hard to read anyone if their energy fields are distorted because the drugs alter your energy signature as in erratic. So there isn't really much point to finding anything really specific because the frequency is always changing erratically.

This is what I am getting even though I threw myself in the mix here because it seems to be the norm here lately. I have had my fill of alien invasions and demons hiding behind closet doors.

What I also get is that you are working through something that was not your intention as far as outcome. As in someone changed the rules on you at the last minute and you weren't prepared for it because you trusted the one or ones that duped you. Like it turned ugly very quickly. Again, not what you intended but they don't care and I see you running from it and them.

I leave it up to you and more drugs I fear will make matters worse.

Nagosa.....

Heartsong

11th November 2015, 02:36

Thank you Meggings and Lionhawk. I appreciate your responses. My agreement with my Dr is that I would try the new medication. If it doesn't work I won't take it. It's too soon to know. The medication is more commonly prescribed for diabetic neuropathy and fibromyalgia not for psychological problems. It may not stop the dreams but it might contain my overly physical response to them. It's lovely stuff for dulling the rheumatoid arthritis pain.
I will try grounding myself and asserting control. I have been working on myself for 40 years and I'm better for it but there will always be remnants of the past to challenge me. And, I don't let Doctors control me. We always work in partnership.
Blessings on you and your house.
Nancy

Delight

11th November 2015, 04:54

I am glad some really liked my talk of sparkles. IMO "God" is the source of all creation and not apart form it. The sparkles are The substance of God IMO. We are the substance of God. Using our Sparkles allow us access to the freedom and ease of great spirit who is most entertained by our life and so wishing to assist with miracles.

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Tonight I was serving food and a customer had his service dog. I asked what the service is and Marshall (the man) told me Jacob (the dog) knows when he is feeling dizzy and will make him sit down, then approach people and ask for hep by using a bark or his paw. I enjoyed meeting them and was feeling we connected as people. I really sense that my consistent meditation on these sparkles moving through me has been energizing me in a peaceful way.

I am meditating on beings being happy and free as what we have intended and what we bring in now by OUR agreement to be happy and free. This is audacious.

I am sure that Heartsong's medicine will help her when she can deeply embrace that it is for her good. IMO that is because we may use WHATEVER as a permission slip to be in alignment. Joe Dispenza has discovered evidence in stark science that shows: what we believe is so powerful that we ARE the placebo in healing. We are the choosers!!!

I know we are all embracing the deep aspects of who we really are. This is rocky!!!! It is not easy in the best possible way. Being us rocks the world.

It makes me really happy to know that everything and All in my life experience is full of guidance to me. This guidance is leading to to 100 % acceptance of my humanity as a feeling being: working with the emotional body now.

I know this thread is for personal expression but IMO the teaching from listening to others information is food for the mind. So I want to share what I am just about to watch...

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Then IMO my practice of being me is food for my spirit and Creator. I feel sort of tickled that I am entertaining to the source of everything. I feel really under the wings of powerful love that makes me strong. It makes me feel compassionate about me having fears. Anything I might fear is me feeling afraid and there is also me feeling no fear.

IMO, it makes no sense to me that anyone could take my energy without my permission SO, I am really excited to realize that what I see as attack from some outside arena is only and just what I conjure up. I wish to observe the unknown aspects that we have shelved and how could I see what i don't see except by projection? .

IMO it is not that difficult to reintegrate the shadow both black AND golden. It does not take life times. It is just easier now to reintegrate and be well balanced.
Love form woo woo hoo hoo world. Maggie

Meggings

11th November 2015, 05:37

SPARKLES - she slaps her own head with her hand for not realizing she can share sparkly experiences. They make me smile, and may do something similar for you.

This is way cool, Delight: "I feel sort of tickled that I am entertaining to the source of everything. I feel really under the wings of powerful love that makes me strong. It makes me feel compassionate about me having fears." I've briefly been aware of observing my personality self from a higher self perspective, and there is such UNCONDITIONAL LOVE of our Self for our self that it can bring tears to the personality's eyes. And not long ago this happened again, but this time was added the higher self saying "Well done!" for just being here.

What prompted me to post here, after reading Delight's delightful post above, was seeing the very next thread snuggled up next to this thread was Traineehuman's "Higher Self" thread. He'd just posted this:
"...another method for grounding oneself that I haven't mentioned comes from Taoist healing. You stand and take deep breaths and on the inbreath slowly move your arms in a circular fashion to "pull down" sky-energy (pure white, or, better yet if you can, gold) into your body and energy field, then as your arms come down on the outbreath you turn your palms to face the ground and you draw in Earth energy..." (here's the link to his post: http://projectavalon.net/forum4/showthread.php?52121-The-Higher-Self-and-transcendent-experience-including-OBEs&p=1018440&viewfull=1#post1018440

That's when I realized I do sparkles. On my own. When I feel the tap on my shoulder of "the Father", I pause and reach up both arms, then start moving them downward onto my upper body, pulling down the energies. There is attention on my Father, on divinity, and maybe a silent phrase of "come unto me, fill me Father". And the SPARKLES are felt.

Then I go on with several lines of a little litany, each line of which I draw down the energy through my body from above head down to the ground. I am washing myself with sparkles that tingle. I am washing my energy bodies with light. And I do this often as I feel the tap on my shoulder.

Back maybe 25 years, it happened that as I sat at my desk running my business, now and then I'd feel the inner "tap on the shoulder" and I would pause. In a second or two, as my inner attention rose up to the Father, a cascade of silvery sparkling energy would wash down from on high and tingle through my body. Each time I would pause many seconds afterwards to assimilate the energy, and then turn to the tasks at my desk.

This went on for a good ten years, and no one every knew. It was not visible. But now I reach up and pull it down, and now what used to be a cascade is but a trickle, and I wonder how far I have fallen as life has done its living through me.

That is the sparkly story I thought to share. But there are other sparkles to mention. In travels through what I call the "black ethers" there are at times curtains of sparkly light I pass through. Sometimes these are white sparkles. Sometimes golden. Once I was delighted to come upon and pass through a celadon green curtain of sparkles.

So I thank you, Delight, for speaking of sparkles so I remembered I too play with sparkles.

Shadowself

11th November 2015, 05:38

Well here are some helpful hints from WebMd...I picked out the easiest parts to follow:

What Causes Nightmares in Adults?

Nightmares in adults are often spontaneous. But they can also be caused by a variety of factors and underlying disorders.

Some people have nightmares after having a late-night snack, which can increase metabolism and signal the brain to be more active. A number of medications also are known to contribute to nightmare frequency. Drugs that act on chemicals in the brain, such as antidepressants and narcotics, are often associated with nightmares. Non-psychological medications, including some blood pressure medications, can also cause nightmares in adults.

There can be a number of psychological triggers that cause nightmares in adults. For example, anxiety and depression can cause adult nightmares. Post-traumatic stress disorder (PTSD) also commonly causes people to experience chronic, recurrent nightmares.

Nightmares in adults can be caused by certain sleep disorders. These include sleep apnea and restless legs syndrome. If no other cause can be determined, chronic nightmares may be a distinct sleep disorder. People who have relatives with nightmare disorder may be more likely to have the condition themselves.

For people whose nightmares are caused by conditions such as sleep apnea or restless legs syndrome, treating the underlying disorder may help alleviate symptoms.

If your nightmares aren't illness- or medication-related, don't despair. Behavioral changes have proven effective for 70% of adults who suffer from nightmares, including those caused by anxiety, depression, and PTSD.

Imagery rehearsal treatment is a promising cognitive behavioral therapy for recurrent nightmares and nightmares caused by PTSD. The technique helps chronic sufferers change their nightmares by rehearsing how they would like them to transpire. In some cases, medications may be used in conjunction with therapy to treat PTSD-related nightmares, though their efficacy has not been demonstrated as clearly as that of imagery rehearsal treatment.

There are a number of other steps you can take on your own that may help reduce your nightmare frequency. Keeping a regular wake-sleep schedule is important. So is engaging in regular exercise, which will help alleviate nightmare-causing anxiety and stress. You may find that yoga and meditation are also helpful.

Make your bedroom a relaxing, tranquil place that is reserved for sleep, so that you don't associate it with stressful activities. Also, be cautious about the use of alcohol, caffeine, and nicotine, which can remain in your system for more than 12 hours and often disrupt sleep patterns...

http://www.webmd.com/sleep-disorders/guide/nightmares-in-adults?page=3

So.....I looked up Curing Nightmares with Imagery Rehearsal Therapy and found this....it may help...couldn't hurt to try anyhow.

http://school-psychology.org/curing-nightmares-imagery-rehearsal-therapy-0

Lionhawk

11th November 2015, 05:41

I would like to take this moment in time to honor our fellow soldiers who have served our country. Who put their lives on the line to protect you, your loved ones, friends, neighbors, and your fellow countrymen and women. And they do so much more that you will never hear about. I would also like to note that not only did they serve their tour time, but have also carried their time after their engagements long after. They basically have served all of their lives. Fighting in wars that were insane and politically motivated.

Many of these Sisters and Brothers went in for the right reasons. For freedom and liberty. So much so that many of them sacrificed their lives in the name of those pursuits. So in honor of you, I SALUTE YOU ALL!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ruNrdmjcNTc

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DWrMeBR8W-c

May your Veteran's Day be spent in Peace!:cheers:

Shadowself

11th November 2015, 14:26

Good Morning! :coffee:

Well, it's happening again and I can only guess as to why. If you'll recall I posted some photos of my hands and how I get this black stuff that form in lines and sometimes large splotches.

Well, it's started again today. I took some photos (to date about 250 plus) with my cell phone and am keeping a record of the various occurrences...often times adding a post it for dating.

Here are two old ones from 2010:

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Here are three I took today where it started out and got darker during the time I was taking the photos:

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I don't know what causes this and neither do my doctors.

It doesn't happen that often anymore but whatever it is it's still in my system. Perhaps this is because of my plans this coming weekend? I have to tell you it somewhat freaks me out on so many levels!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gtlSD-DLq4g

Meggings

11th November 2015, 15:39

"LEST WE FORGET"
- this phrases comes from an 1897 Rudyard Kipling poem 'Recessional'
Here are two verses of it:

The tumult and the shouting dies;
The Captains and the Kings depart:
Still stands Thine ancient sacrifice,
An humble and a contrite heart.
Lord God of Hosts, be with us yet,
Lest we forget—lest we forget!

Far-called, our navies melt away;
On dune and headland sinks the fire:
Lo, all our pomp of yesterday
Is one with Nineveh and Tyre!
Judge of the Nations, spare us yet,
Lest we forget—lest we forget!

Shadowself

11th November 2015, 16:12

Continuation from post number 680 last page:

So this is what I woke up to today...I have to tell you when I say this freaks me out, that is an understatement.

In that, I'm so grateful for Lionhawk who has this natural way of calming me down. If I have to go through this kind of thing having him by my side is the best medicine. He's gone to pick up the water heater! I'm so excited...yet this overshadows that in so many ways. I've been through so much from one end of the spectrum to the other and often times don't know where to turn. As I say this I look at my hand and wonder why? Couldn't I just be normal?

It's something I didn't ask for and I wish somebody had asked me before they volunteered me to participate in whatever this is. I often wonder if my father would have done this to me if he knew what the outcome would be. Is it a good thing or bad?

I do know it brought me to Lionhawk and for that I thank my lucky stars...but what went on with this is NOT something I signed up for. So when somebody says I came in and agreed to experience extreme polarities I have to say...NO FREAKING WAY would I have participated.

To have a red pill party is not my idea of a good time! I want my son back. I want this to just be over and say it was all a bad dream.

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But that's not going to happen so I have to get to the bottom of this which is what I plan on doing in the next two weeks. I have an appointment on the 21st with an investigative specialist in this particular subject which I hope will get to the bottom of the matter. This weekend I'm going to ask point blank..."to what end"? I need some answers and not pacification.

Heartsong's nightmares made me realize I need to ask for help in a big way. This is MY BODY that is being invaded with something I never agreed to. Now it may not be a bad thing...but I think I have a right to know if it is or not. I have a right to know EXACTLY what it is and WHY it's there.

So here I am just venting around the fire and hope this is received with well wishes to find out what I deserve to know....THE DAMNED TRUTH!

What the hell is this stuff? Here is one more picture of a double angle line? Does this stuff have intelligence? I just don't know! :(

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Somebody has been lying to me and I want to know why. Coincidentally this is the last music video my sons worked on together a month before John was killed.

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Delight

11th November 2015, 19:42

This movie is the closest to what I know of such and a tree plays prominent....living past and present. Together we are forever on the road to awe...

Shadowself:
I happened on The Fountain and recalled your post.

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I used to be a nurse. I learned that sometimes pigment changes could have something to do with the adrenals (worst case Addison's disease adrenal insufficiency)? These skin signs could be clues to areas of your body that need your care? It sounds (as is only reasonable) like this time period of a few years has been very stressful.

I know that this is only my 2Cents but I wonder if you are going to an "investigative specialist" of a "medical" kind? And also, I read that what is happening feels like an invasion. I am sure that is frightening. I hope that you will receive empowerment and peace as that seems to be the value I am pursuing myself.

I do have doubts about the whole paradigm of "illness". Medicine uses cook books and doctors depend mightily on these tomes. Just because YOU (or any one) have/has curious changes in pigmentation (and what other associated symptoms if any) does not mean you are even ill. And even if you feel ill, IMO you do not have to have a chronic condition. And even if a condition is chronic, it is not a life sentence.

Doctors of allopathic medicine especially but all healers looking for a disease as a RULE will find a "reason" and a problems so it can be corrected BECAUSE that is what they must do.....

I have observed first hand the people who know: "over various amounts of "time" every little bit the body is revamped. The pattern is the map and we have control of the pattern". They will change the pattern IF they have the desire, the will and if there are no OTHER compelling reasons to keep the pattern. The people who do not know this are quite pushed around by the systems of "care"....very often frustrated because the elusive condition morphs or recurs.

That is my observation and I will stop seeming to preach and am onto my practice...love, hope and joy to all...Maggie

RunningDeer

11th November 2015, 20:58

Hello friends. I need a bit of insight as to what I'm going through. I've always had trouble with nightmares ranging from vividly disturbing dreams to all out screamers. Two months ago…

Continuation from post number 680 last page:

So this is what I woke up to today...I have to tell you when I say this freaks me out, that is an understatement….

It’s been a busy week. I’ll need a bit of time for spirit-body to power up. I’m heading out the door again, but before I do, my first impression is toxicity of some sort. Whether it’s nefarious or not, I couldn't say because it’s so far from the world I live. Or are you exposed to lead or arsenic or other kinds of mechanisms that’d interfere with your blood/body?

For someone that had environmental and food sensitivities, my thoughts go to elimination of foods, chemicals, environments, etc. How about the brand of coffee? Something to consider in terms of cumulative effects. Companies don’t care about the consumer. It’s about short cuts to a profitable bottom line. I use to drink an organic, Swiss Water Processed coffee that I’d travel to the next state over to purchase. It was before the internet age. It turned out that it caused impaired breathing and itch, crawly tingles under my skin.

What chemicals are in your coffee? (http://www.bodyandsoul.com.au/health/health+advice/what+chemicals+are+in+your+coffeer,9861)

“Recent research shows some of our favourite brews can be laced with contaminants. An analysis by the nation's food regulator details a list of 14 substances that didn't surprise scientists, but will shock coffee lovers. ..”

“…The heavy metals leach into the coffee beans through the soil, but other contaminants, such as acrylamide, occur as a result of roasting the beans at temperatures higher than 100 degrees. Scientists say there is no cause for alarm, although they will..”

Another possibility is if I recall correctly, you are from the west coast. There’s a lot of spraying there. Is it possible that the toxicity build up is kicking in due to stress or due to the nature of the nano technology? Do you detox?

My dog and house sitting commitment it’s coming to a close. I’ll need a couple of days to recoup before I can do a scan. I don't know if it'll help, but at least it'll dovetail your efforts. As mentioned above, my first impression is blood or technology within it. In which case, I’d suggest the implant/technology removal (http://projectavalon.net/forum4/showthread.php?86577-Remove-Implants-AI-tech-entities-emotional-psychological-and-energy-drain) thread. Heck, what do you have to loose?

The same for Nancy HeartSong, Post # 671 (http://projectavalon.net/forum4/showthread.php?84653-Put-Another-Log-On-The-Fire&p=1018083&viewfull=1#post1018083). Early next week, I should be like new. :wave:

♡

Shadowself

12th November 2015, 18:09

Hi guys!

Happy campfire to you. You guys rock and I REALLY appreciate the the last two posts by Delight and Runningdeer.

When I get some time I'll try to explain the origin of these lines on my hands. When they started and such.

There is so much to it I simply don't have the time to explain it now.
I really wish it were a medical condition which would explain away why they are there in the first place. But that is not the case.

When this stuff starts it usually goes away by the next day and today it's gone....but not forgotten.

btw I wanted to mention when they (the lines on my hands) started I was not under any stress other than normal everyday kinds. My son was alive and I was overall very happy and embarking on some new adventures. It was actually a very positive time in my life and I was at the top of my game so to speak. I had a great job making a great income. I solely owned two properties in California and my kids were doing great. What more could you ask for eh?

These lines were not born from stress and I have sought medical attention via my long time doctor who was one of the few I actually trusted. Also then and now my physical health is great and my immune system is strong. For a 62 year old woman I'm in great condition physically.

I'm almost sorry I brought this up but when it happens it sort of freaks me out. You see it doesn't happen that often anymore, and out of sight out of mind kind of thing I tend to dismiss it.

Here is part of what my doctor said upon seeing it...and btw I had recently had a complete physical and blood panel done.

Doctor: "I've never seen anything like that in a liner fashion before...but it's probably nothing to worry about. We'll just keep tabs on your blood panels and if it gets worse or spreads we'll do some tests.

I'm in North Carolina now and it's still there apparently. What started it is what I don't have time to share at this time which will clue you in to it's origins.

Thanks again guys...you rock!

Have a great day...where I'm at the sun is shining! You are too!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lkrsyIgt6k0?list=RDlkrsyIgt6k0

Heartsong

12th November 2015, 18:31

Shadowself

14th November 2015, 14:17

Well today it starts. Seat belt fastened and ready for take off. Been awhile for me but here goes nothing!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-umqM9R8cnI

The phrase that brought the lines: Pay attention to the vortex.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BgOtLKttDU4

Count down commencing....wish me luck!

Shadowself

14th November 2015, 16:15

Oh before I forget....Lost N Found and Zionbrian.....I think I saw Sila recently....Splashing to the sound of...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XpEXyTKyP7U

RunningDeer

14th November 2015, 19:01

Count down commencing....wish me luck!

Good luck on your journey, Brook.
May it bring closure where needed
and insights into the greater landscape.

http://avalonlibrary.net/paula/Recovered/Brook-mirrors_zpsmjjofzuy.JPG

Oh before I forget....Lost N Found and Zionbrian.....I think I saw Sila recently....Splashing to the sound of...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XpEXyTKyP7U

Sync… Along with the multi-D photos (above),
I had to grab this one. (Now I get it.)

http://avalonlibrary.net/paula/Recovered/wellies_zpstphpssd2.JPG
♡

Lost N Found

14th November 2015, 23:36

Thank you shadowself and runningdeer. Sila splashing on her way to sunshine. Shadowself, to find the answer, to know why those black marks keep happening. Coming from the past. Thank you all from around this fire. I have one to give this evening.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PvSp1k3Lw4A

And to all a very loving evening.

Shadowself

15th November 2015, 16:46

Good Morning!

First off..I wanted to share a video I made yesterday before I went into session. I was in a real good mood when I started...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=53W-XNX1LCI

Then I did my thing so to speak and it turned out to be not quite what I expected. It led me to a date and a reference I needed to see. Man I didn't want to see that! But as usual it panned out and I was shocked once again. It has no place on this thread but I may add it to another thread started here at Avalon because it tracks...again as usual. My question is why did I need to see that? I really don't know and this it again the question I have in the first place. I'm not done and today is another day.

Big smiles as you watch Buster among the stars!

Shadowself

16th November 2015, 04:30

awe....nevermind

Shadowself

16th November 2015, 15:17

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sycgL3Qg_Ak

RunningDeer

17th November 2015, 02:37

Knock, Knock
http://avalonlibrary.net/paula/Photoshop/breaka-breaka-hello_zpspjip4igz.JPG

Heartsong

17th November 2015, 03:03

Dear Running Dear,
I'm here. Slept well last night. Sang well at my lesson. Tomorrow's a new day with nothing happening I can't handle....er....that I know of...

RunningDeer

17th November 2015, 03:28

Dear Running Dear,
I'm here. Slept well last night. Sang well at my lesson. Tomorrow's a new day with nothing happening I can't handle....er....that I know of...

Super glad to hear that sleep is good. Betcha tomorrow's golden, too. http://avalonlibrary.net/paula/Recovered/smileys-hugs-765537_zpso1eaenyy.gif

Sweet dreams, Nancy & Meggings http://avalonlibrary.net/paula/Recovered/smileys-smiley-with-sign-165726_zpsib04wklr.GIF

Meggings

17th November 2015, 04:34

Shadowself, I love Buster's dancing! And I saw the CBC 'aging gracefully' (being a Canadian these things come our way often). RunningDeer, we're home...sort of... and Heartsong, it's good to hear of your singing.

For myself, I was just now posting on another thread about a lady I know relatively well, here: http://projectavalon.net/forum4/showthread.php?68698-Sci-Fi-Fantasy-Adult-Chick-Flicks&p=1020295&viewfull=1#post1020295

This is the lifetime in which TULIPS were given to her. In writing this post, I went back in this thread to find the photo of the tulips, but see I deleted many pictures due to the megabyte storage limit. But in this going back, I see I had not read this thread until I rather suddenly posted on Sept 14/2015

This is from my first post on this thread: "The world wars are complicated, for I had so many lifetimes I remember."

Part of the complication is that a soul projects many personalities in a specific time frame, and I have entered into many personalities in the war years - one of which was Mary Lindell mentioned elsewhere. In the looping spiraling energies that dance through our lives, she was in a German concentration camp (Ravensbruk) at the end of April 1945, when her soul partner was busy in the 3rd Army coming into Germany to the newly liberated concentration camps (Buchenwald and Orhdruf). Three separate people I know through my own experience were in the same area at roughly the same time. I find that often personalities that originate from the same soul come together in their physical bodies at times in support.

There is nearly half of this thread I have not read yet. It puts me at a disadvantage not knowing all the stories that have been shared, and that disadvantage has left me confused now and then. (It took me some time to figure out the connection between Shadowself and Lionhawk...sigh...) In such occasional confusion, I did not post when stories occurred to me to share, and I apologize for that.

EDITED TO ADD THIS:
Sleep did not come last night until 6 AM this morning, and my head is sleepy with lack of clarity. I feel I have been less than clear about this glancing mention of TULIPS. You see, Mary Lindell met another projected personality of her soul during the war - his name was Jacques, and he was from the same soul as herself.

Mary Lindell "accidentally" met Jacques in London, England in 1942 (they'd been together in Vichy France the year before). Jacques was strolling along in London, and when he saw her, he left the two young ladies he'd been strolling arm-in-arm with, and he walked with Mary. At the end when time came for them to part, he bent down and picked a tulip from a garden and handed it to Mary.

Seventy-five years later, Mark bought and planted tulips as a surprise gift for me. And this is what I wrote about these TULIPS in my journal a few years back:

"...Last night as I visited fourth dimension several times, I was shown scenes from my lifetime as Mary Lindell. At one point Jacques gave Mary a tulip – this I remember clearly. And when I was on the point of waking up in the morning, after the “Life Strand Relationships” review during the night in which this lifetime was examined, Mark came into my present 3D life as I awoke. He handed me one tulip to carry with me into my day today, so that I would remember what had been shown me in the night just over.

"Jacques is a projected focused personality of Mark’s soul. In the fall of 2007 Mark, on his own, bought tulip bulbs and planted them at the farm as a gift for me. It was all done before he told me about it. I print here a picture of “Mark’s Tulips” as I called them, taken May 2008. Mark died in September 2008."

Here are photos that show a similarity between Mary Lindell and myself, at roughly the same ages.

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And here are Mark's tulips, that I'd previously posted but deleted from my uploaded picture file on Avalon. I hope this has cleared up any confusing tulips...

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RunningDeer

17th November 2015, 05:15

There is nearly half of this thread I have not read yet. It puts me at a disadvantage not knowing all the stories that have been shared, and that disadvantage has left me confused now and then. (It took me some time to figure out the connection between Shadowself and Lionhawk...sigh...) In such occasional confusion, I did not post when stories occurred to me to share, and I apologize for that.
This happens to me, too. There are many threads I've not participated in for at least a couple of reasons:1) it's time consuming to catch up 2) I'd repeat what everyone has stated.

Delight

17th November 2015, 05:37

I just want to share my strange experience today.

I heard some heart sickening news about Lexy who is 2 1/2. She has a rare cancer that cannot be operated on because of the location. She is my friend Tina's beloved grand daughter through her son Michael. the parents are not married. The child is 600 miles away and the 21 year old mother lives with her parenst. the whole family drama is already tense. Tina's intention is to be able to go and stay in Savannah for extended periods. Where will the means come from? That is the question?

I was so torn up to hear about this story. I was brushing my hair and looked down at the brush. When I looked up a strange figure was in my vision. It was squarish and had a pattern of spikes and it was NOT going away. I closed my eyes and it was even more visible. It was in both eyes. I had no other symptoms except my heart ached.

I did my cleansing and oddly when I combed my aura with the gold sieve, the pattern opened so it was not square...as if it was cut. I used all my cleaning strategies and the figure changed slightly as if being sucked up slowly and then drifted down and to the bottom left of my left eye peripheral vision as a faint soft scintillation. Then it went away. It was the weirdest of weird that never happened before....

The fact that it occurred when I was feeling so upset makes me think it is related to my feelings for Lexy and Tina. I Hold them both in love and miracles of many shapes and sizes there. I am glad I was able to share them so you can imagine healing also.

Stephanie

17th November 2015, 10:11

I Hold them both in love and miracles of many shapes and sizes there. I am glad I was able to share them so you can imagine healing also.

Swathed in healing hues of blue,
encircled in loving starshine.

RunningDeer

17th November 2015, 14:22

I Hold them both in love and miracles of many shapes and sizes there. I am glad I was able to share them so you can imagine healing also.

I’m sending all that I can
and all I have to Little Lexy,
Daddy, Momma and Gramma Tina

http://avalonlibrary.net/paula/Recovered/Little-Lexy-Momma-Tina2_zpsccsktsux.JPG

Billy

17th November 2015, 14:30

Hi Shadowself.

I have just returned from my uncles funeral in Frome, Summerset, He was 91yrs old, so lived a good life. A true highland wake that lasted 5 days. :bigsmile:

While there i visited Wells Cathedral and chanted some overtones in the domed room, Bill reminded me that you had posted info on Wells Cathedral a while back.

Boy was i impressed with the acoustics in that special hall. My cousin had never heard the likes and freaked out when i was overtoning, :ROFL:

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RunningDeer

17th November 2015, 15:39

Oh, why be such a meanie? :haha: Play with the clouds. Have them grow and move around. Many times I've seen the clouds start to boil over, in a manner of speaking. If you think of a witches cauldron (the way it's portrayed in an old movie), the way the "clouds" come bubbling out and flow all over the place, ....... I've seen clouds do that. I've always wondered if that was me or did that just happen by itself. But it would stop the minute I stopped concentrating on that particular cloud.

:P

Update, Orph. Still no success with your cauldron clouds, but I was reminded from another thread about a rainbow I conjured up last year. Father Sky heard a request from an apprentice.

Father Sky morphed: blues, and sun, clouds, thunder. I called out for a rainbow. The birds answered back, “Rainbow’s on a coffee break. Where’s dinner?”

http://avalonlibrary.net/paula/Recovered/Father_Sky_zps52dca2e3.JPG

I dialed up the focus of a rainbow, but got hail instead. The clouds continued to thicken and the sun continued to drop.
One last call to Father Sky, “Let’s give ‘em a great big, huggin’ double-rainbow. Poof!”

“Thank you.”

NOTE: I happen to be in-synch. The credit goes to Father Sky.

(The second one is a little hard to see.)

http://avalonlibrary.net/paula/Recovered/double_rainbow_zpsb7e37b32.JPG

Shadowself

17th November 2015, 16:02

Hi Billy!

I would love to have heard you overtone in the Wells Cathedral! That place is steeped in mystery and wonder for sure! What I found there was amazing to say the least. I did a huge write up on it back in 2012. The symbolism, history and mystery is overwhelming.

That photo you shared has two significant symbols in it. But I don't have time today to expand on it. Just know it's significant as to the coloring of the pillars and the ceiling.

My sincere condolences for losing your uncle 91 years young. I'll bet he could tell some stories around the fire!

Shadowself

17th November 2015, 16:30

On a lighter note I want to announce since 1:00 PM yesterday we have hot water! You know what that means?

You guessed it!

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I'm singing in the rain of my shower...I'm happy again!

Thank you Lionhawk!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D1ZYhVpdXbQ

Buster is beside himself too! He can get a bath...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jMRr_foFerg

Meggings

18th November 2015, 03:21

Shadowself and Lionhawk, good to hear you guys have hot water now - how many days were you without it? Here's a hot water story. I was staying one night on the shores of Big Pond (in Cape Breton, home of Rita MacNeill, songtress - I wanted to have high tea at Rita's Tea Room on Big Pond, which I did - clotted Devonshire cream, tea biscuits, and strawberries).

There were storms, though, and the power went out at the B&B I stayed at overnight on Big Pond. I'd mentioned to the man of the house that I sure would love to have a cup of coffee in the morning, and regretted the lack of electric power. Well, well, next morning before going to work, this delightful fellow got out a propane torch and heated up a pot of water outside so I could make drip coffee inside. I was so impressed, and so touched. (I travel with my own organic coffee...)

But I barely was able to drink the lukewarm coffee, for daughter had gotten up and said let's go paddle on the water. I didn't quite believe her, but suddenly saw her out the window crossing the field of waist-high grasses. Well I took off running to catch up, and we got a canoe into the water and off we went. It started raining, but we continued on out past a gravel sand bar. The water was filled with jellyfish out there. It was magical on the silent water, in the rain, peering over the canoe's edge at the jellyfish.

And no heat, no light, no warm food for breakfast when we returned to the B&B wet through.

I'm sure we all have hot water stories, and no water stories, and no hydro stories...like the ten days of nada after a winter storm, when it was so cold we could see our breath in the house and concern arose about burst water pipes. Or the month without a toilet because the floor boards had rotted out from a slow leak over the years - in a house we were renting.

Ah me, the glories of having water and heat and toilets and electricity - I am pleased for you, Shadowself and Lionhawk, having a hot shower. Here are kudos for work well done.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mAulSf4iO0c

The above video is of Rita MacNeill and Anne Murray singing in Rita's tea house. The photo below is of the early morning canoe paddling out to see jellyfish in the rain.

https://scontent-yyz1-1.xx.fbcdn.net/hphotos-xap1/v/t1.0-9/1535579_10153742027845246_130587352_n.jpg?oh=508d9 651aad1904776dfa97c9eaf9176&oe=56AE71D3

Shadowself

18th November 2015, 16:55

Hot water or not it looks like you were having a fabulous time Meggings! The smile on your face is blinding and needs no sunshine. The smile is in your eyes!

We were without water for three weeks now roughly. A few of those days with no water at all because to remove the badly damaged floor and broken water heater Lionhawk had to actually remove the pipes.

But all is well and now that I look back it was not so bad unless you take into account the nights I had to wash my rather long hair in cold water. That was truly uncomfortable. The rest of the time we had stored water and I heated it on the stove and made use of that for washing. But all in all nothing beats a hot shower!

I'm so blessed to have my twinflame in my life who can actually do such things with ease even when his legs gave out he still had the "with it" going on! He makes me proud.

You know...it took us awhile to realize we were twins. I'm so impossible different but yet the same.

I was the one who dropped Lionhawk to his knees and he remembered. He remembered the ships...and the pirates. We both spent great hours on that ship. Some of the best times in my existence were on that ship. He knows what I'm talking about. But it was a rocky time and things were not as they seemed and he took the brunt of it and so did I. A story that will never be told but is etched in time none the less.

So...here we were...both chasing pirates and finally reconnected in a big way. We will never forget that day.

It took lots of loss and change to get to this point and we both worked very hard to finally settle down and breathe. A breath of relief you can only imagine I suppose until you finally feel complete. Nothing will ever take that away again. Not even death!

uTxythHY09k

Delight

18th November 2015, 18:27

So glad to hear about hot water now. Three weeks is a long time. I know it will seem a technologic marvel for a few days.

http://images.sodahead.com/polls/002003703/1641393275_hot_water_firex300_answer_2_xlarge.jpeg

I heard a positive report that Lexy is responding to treatment with a large decrease in tumor size. Thankyou all for the love and concern. Thanks Paula for the visual. Love to all, Maggie

RunningDeer

18th November 2015, 18:32

I heard a positive report that Lexy is responding to treatment with a large decrease in tumor size. Thankyou all for the love and concern. Thanks Paula for the visual. Love to all, Maggie

So happy to hear. Thanks for the update, Maggie. :wave:

http://avalonlibrary.net/paula/Bryce/64_zps364f8c38.JPG

Hym

18th November 2015, 19:11

All Healing Lionhawk!....You are blessed to have such a loving soul-and-body mate!

Having the electric out for a day here, like yesterday, is a common, at least once a year, occurrence. We were prepared. Got out the candles, the camping stove and small propane bottles. Turned off the water so the lines wouldn't freeze, even though we just dug a new trench below the frost line and insulated the water lines from the house to the well.
Patted ourselves on the back for keeping water in the bath, after each bath, to use for flushing the toilet in a shut down like this. No problem, mate. Then we talked about what a house, beyond this rental of many years, should include to be self-sufficient, not just in times of scarcity but as a way of living. It feels good to be prepared without being over burdened by the possibilities.

I'm sending this because i sometimes like the reminder of the power of the quiet, the sounds of no electronics. That, however is a bit misleading because it is then easy to discern the high and low frequencies of cell towers, gwens, and satellite frequencies. I DO like the fact that the signals here are so weak that we sometimes have to stand outside to even get the 2 bars it takes to send a call, a text, or to receive either. The quiet, even with the noise, is something i treasure.
I will make it more of a healthy habit to turn it all off more often.

One of our own, Ron Mauer, has a site: http://ronmauer.net/blog/, that all would do well to read and see how many of the simple to complex solutions and preparations shown there might be helpful. I like the presentations and links as they follow the rule of mastery is proven by the steps of simplicity. My background in construction and studies, teaching in renewable/sustainable tech, bio-fuels and earthbuilding show me his site is valuable. Check it out.

Meggings

18th November 2015, 19:38

The song SALTY DOG...

Shadowself, you remind me of a time...
Words cannot express the emotions pouring through me when I came across this song. I played Procul Harum's "Salty Dog" at full volume over and over, as I relived lifetimes with my soul complement.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TOKSX81uBTE

He had been dead for two years and I had chosen not to think of him. I moved away from where we'd lived together, for everything stabbed a knife-pang through my heart. But then two years after he was gone, having "stubbed my toe" repeatedly on memory, I turned to gathering up memories and putting them in a hand-scribbled journal. Then my soul took me on journeys down timelines, and I was with him on his flagship. I saw him as admiral, I saw him in Copenhagen battle. And spirit brought me this song - as spirit is wont to do - and those emotions howled through me, for the cleansing as I played it at high volume.

Then soul took me to see other times, and I saw their beauty. As an orb I floated over heads in a London coffee shop, and she/me looked up to where I was as I floated there, and I/me seeing her felt my breath taken away for she was so beautiful. Another time I watched her writing with quill at a low table, and Nelson came to her and fell on his knees as she turned to face him. He had come to say he decided to return to the navy, to defend England against France. She/I knew beforehand that he would choose that - this was when he came to tell her. And he laid his head on her breast, and she held him to her.

And the night before he left, when both knew they would never see each other again, he married her, even though he already had a wife. He married her in the sight of god, in this church, at this altar... That is why the letter left open on his desk when he died called Emma his "wife before God". [image from a BBC special on Nelson called 'In His Footsteps'; this is Saint Mary's church in Merton, near London]

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And spirit brought me these, to succor me by seeing them as witness, and again breath stopped, for I remembered the hair keepsakes...

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I am happy for you, Shadowself, that you are living now that perfect contentment, that completion, that I felt at one time.

Lost N Found

19th November 2015, 02:04

Shadowself, I am so glad and happy that you finally got that hot water back. 3 weeks can be or seem like an eternity without hot water but you got through that in tact and I would suspect a seed was grown in you that gives appreciation so much more deeply. Lionhawk your twinflame/soul mate I see the love emanate. I can see that bright light from way out here. Love from the southwest.

I lived for years where I did not have electricity, hot water, and any other new fangeled tech. Makes your body and mind see and feel so much more of this life/existence. One must learn to understand all things I suspect.

Delight, Runningdeer, Hey it's me, and Meggings your tellings and love to Shadowself and lionhawk are full of wonderful and sorrowful feelings and yet fill us/me with true wonder of our being. Yes it is hard to be and to loose but we all gain and learn and memories are the essence in life and we continue. Hot water, love and blessing from all. I will spill some around this fire tonight.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IZBPe55KVNo

And just to see the light from you all

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=51_9D-IPDEg

Our feelings may be tender and our memories may be sad or happy but being around this fire strengthens us all.

Orph

19th November 2015, 03:00

Update, Orph. Still no success with your cauldron clouds,

Works best in the middle of the day, with small clouds. A calm day I might add. I don't say anything to the clouds or sky. I just focus intently on one cloud for a minute or two and then it seems to come alive.

Of course, the air temperature is a lot warmer here than where you live too. That may play a part. You may have to wait until summer.

Lionhawk

19th November 2015, 15:40

Good Morning Folks!

Sorry for my absence as life has pulled me away to take care of things at our home. The water heater blew, the car died, and the truck got real sick. Then try to heal these things between the rainy days. So I have played a role as a plumber, electrician, grounds keeper, lumberjack, carpenter, mechanic, painter, etc. in the last 3 weeks. Still got things to do inside as the floor damage is not fully repaired yet along with the finish work.

I have kept a small eye on our campfire just in case, but you all have done a great job keeping it going and i thank-you for doing that! :highfive: Even when it seem to get low on wood, I came to realize that the light from our fire was being put to good use as to heal other folks who really really needed it. Again, I say I am in GREAT COMPANY! :thumbsup: I acknowledge all of you for putting another log on the fire.

There have been times when I wanted to respond but have been to tired to do so. Plus I am behind on some stories that I said I would bring forward. Like Scotland for instance. Plus as you know I did do some work on Halloween and I got a message back in a dream from those efforts. So when I get to it I guess I will get to it. hahahahha!

As far as blessings go....... I count them everyday in a real way. Even though I haven't posted much, I have thought of the many blessings that put logs on our fire. Delight's little friend with cancer. One of our great healers here doing what she does so well, RunningDeer. Miss Meggings and her revealing writing of the soul. And don't make me come out and find you my dear brother, Lost & Found. And I do hope that ZionBrion's new thread will turn into a book. It is always a pleasure to have Billy post! Ron too! I think Ron and I have a lot in common as far as Earth survival skills go. And Two Feathers and I are going to have a Skype convo one day. Heartsong's dreams are also a concern even though I opened my mouth and inserted my foot into it. Why do I do that? :bigsmile: And if I didn't mention you, you are on the list. Soon....... So in the meantime, just know you are all appreciated. Even Bill Ryan. :clapping: What about that Money Bomb Event?

Thanks to Hey, it's You, for bringing up these blessings. :highfive:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ga8u-PmhDRg

Shadowself

19th November 2015, 16:28

Meggings....do you know I love you? I do! I don't say that to just anybody. That is not something I say and just throw around as in the mantra sense. I really mean it!

Same with everyone else that has participated in this thread. Do you know why?

I'll tell you. Because you are all coming from that place inside and not from a second hand story but your own. I loved and cried during that story Meggings. It was most moving.

This is why I'm addressing you in particular.

Do you remember in the beginning of this thread Lionhawk said "remember what you loved as a child...." That is the key to who you are.

Why do I love you? Because you are what you love! It's that simple. You are all here on this thread sharing what you are....and that is the love I respond to in this thread...even when I don't particularly respond to every given post...I've read them all.

When Zionbrian spoke of hitch hiking....I wanted to respond. Why? Because back in the day not only was I considered a flower child hippy....but I hitch hiked all over the USA....from one coast to the other. Spent countless hours in the Free Press underground and spoke of peace and all it means.

Yes I was one of those. But it all came from that child like love I had for compassion toward my fellow man. That is what I love. And that is not said lightly by me and any form of mindless "mantra"...but it rests in my soul...and I live it every day. I have for in fact countless generations of such love. I've died for such love. And I deplore anything less.

So Meggings and everyone else on this thread...I love you. It's that simple.

Now a gentle reminder of love...and you truly are what you love. Nurture that and you will see what Lionhawk was speaking of in terms of seeing that part of you that is truly to be loved.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5jaRlwEv09c

Shadowself

19th November 2015, 16:34

Now..If I could only keep Lionhawk away from the coffee!

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Argh!!!!!!!!!! I'm off to work early today for my monthly ERT training....Have a great day!

Shadowself

19th November 2015, 17:00

Oh...quick before I leave I have to share this.

ERT is Emergency Response Team. Of which I'm part of.

I had to make up a missed class this year and day before yesterday I was at that make up class and it happened to be about treating shock and any form of medical response necessary.

During the class (I kid you not!) One of the people there had a seizure...and he was sitting right next to me! What was weird was everything in that make up class had to be used to stabilize him until it was over, and we used jsut about all the things from that class except the part about wrapping and stopping blood loss.

What a trip! I suppose if he were going to have a seizure...that was the best place to have one. The guy holding the class is a retired Fire Captain and expert in such things thus training our company and staff of ERT responders of which I am....whoa!

It was pretty impressive...as everyone knew just what to do...thanks to the training.

Just thought I'd share that because ERT can mean several things and I wanted to clarify that.

Zionbrion

19th November 2015, 17:14

Adventures in hitchhiking continued...

This is a bit embarassing part of the story, but I hope you have a chuckle. ;)

So I left off telling a bit about the Australian guy and I jumping into glacial waters...so right after we left the gig picking apples he headed south down the west coast of the south island. A family picked us up in their RV and were headed down to their brothers house for a festival they vend at every year, its called the Wierd Food Festival, stuff like grubs and cow testicles. They sold Fijian fish soaked in lemon and then marinated in a coconut mixture, and the other product...Ill get to that.

So the drive down was about 3 hours, and I guess they really liked us because they invited us to stay at her brothers house and attend the festival. We arrived at about noon and got to know thw family. Now her brothers contribution to sell at the festival was called Firewater, it was basically a quick brew vodka made with sugar water, and dangerously tasted like water. Well I occasionally have a drinking problem where if I have a few drinks I do not stop. So he was giving us firewater all afternoon. Nighttime came and his newphew and friends came and were all going out to the bars. For the festival all of the bars are open for 24 hours. So I went out already drunk as a skunk. Well I blacked out.

The next thing I know I wake up on the beach next to a bonfire, and there is a sweet girl sitting there with me. She tells me I was really drunk and had lost my wallet, which had my money, passport and a few other crucial things to be in another country. I sure do have some great guardian angels. :) So she brought me to get me some coffee and even invited me to her house for some breakfast.

Well even though I had lost my wallet, I still had my digital camera! Oh boy, lets see what pictures I took. Well there was about 20 pictures of me stark naked and soaking wet from having jumped into the ocean with my hands in the air next to a bonfire of people.

We attended the festival that day, I didn't have anymore firewater though! I tried some of the foods, but most were not up my alley. I ran into some friends I had met along the way. Then the next day the reality set in, of crap. I had no passport! Well I did a bit of research and found out the American Consulate was going to be in a town a few hours to the south east in just 3 days, and that only happens once a year!

So we headed further south, and we got picked up pretty quick by a UPS style truck. He did the 10 hour round trip up and down the isloated coast everyday, so we got to ride in the back with the packages, boy he drove fast on those winding roads! We got dropped off in Queensland and had a dip in a glacial lake and then we parted way and I caught a bus to get a new passport. Phew. Talk about a synchronistic disaster. Luckily I had opened a bank account in New Zealand so all my money wasn't in my wallet. Now..where to next?

Zionbrion

19th November 2015, 17:29

Ok, I'm done with the nightmare medication. I found no particular relief from the nightmares and the side effects of headaches and low mood made it a no-go. My husband will just have to endure as he faithfully has for the last 44 years. My kids are recommending medical cannabis and I keep saying "not yet". It's even less scientific than pharmaceuticals.

I think cannabis has such a social stigma around it because it has been illegal for most of our lives. If you look back into medical literature at what point doctors actually did prescribe it for various uses. I have never looked at them, but I know there has been a lot of scientific studies on its effects. I won't go into why it is now illegal most places, but I'll say its not because its a dangerous drug. I am not sure what state you are in, but if your state has medical and if you do decide to try it, get a product called Phoenix Tears, it is an extract that doesn't get you high like it would if you smoke it, it instead will give more of the medical benefits of the plant. A guy named Rick Simpson claims to have cured many people of cancer with it. The only personal story I know is my sisters dog got cancer and had the tumor removed and the doc said she still won't live much longer. So they changed her diet and started giving her phoenix tears everyday, she has been cancer free for 2 years now.

I don't smoke anymore, but I remember when I stopped that I started having really intense vivid dreams.

I'm not saying you should try it, as like a pharmaceutical it is a drug and will not neccesarily cure the problem.

Matthew

19th November 2015, 19:52

Medical cannabis is increasingly more mainstream. The general stigma is strange though because it's quite a useful plant all over.

Hello :heart: I've been enjoying this fire for a while. I thought I would make eye contact and nod an introduction, give a bit of warmth back. My name's Matthew. It's been lovely reading stories while I visualise a campfire. Or sometimes not even reading properly and kind of drifting off while visualising a campfire

Picture is me at a festival here in England. They had a big firepit too. I love campfires

Not meaning to hold the talking stick, just an overdue introduction

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Lost N Found

19th November 2015, 20:29

Welcome to the campfire brother Matthew, YoYoYo, Thank you for your introduction. Campfires in England, It is way cool to meet folks from all over the world. This campfire, began by Lionhawk is a wonderful place to tell your story, as Shadowself so wonderfully expressed it, it is your story and what comes from your love as a child and your walk through life. Thank you

Brother Zionbrion, your adventures in hitchhiking are great. Always wanted to go to Australia and New Zealand, Unfortunately got off the ship prior to its voyage to the land down under. My hitchhiking adventures were restricted to the Western United States unlike Shadowself's that encompassed places across the country. Those stories are for another time.

Steven
Lost N Found

RunningDeer

19th November 2015, 20:34

Picture is me at a festival here in England. They had a big firepit too. I love campfires

Not meaning to hold the talking stick, just an overdue introduction

http://i1262.photobucket.com/albums/ii610/WhiteCrowBlackDeer/matthew1_zps3co6g7pj.jpg

Welcome, Matthew-YoYoYo. :wave:
Impeccable timing. We’re all stocked up on bottles and cans. Brewskies and chips for those that partake. Alas, chips only for your darling Little One there.

http://i1262.photobucket.com/albums/ii610/WhiteCrowBlackDeer/carlbery2_zpsuch27kew.jpg

RunningDeer ♡

Matthew

19th November 2015, 21:08

Chips and beer ...that is perfect. And thank you also Lost N Found I feel like it would be nice to share some of my story.

http://static.guim.co.uk/sys-images/Guardian/Pix/commercial/2011/4/15/1302884974930/Campfire-007.jpg

My untamed love as a child was to be an inventor. I was amazed at things that had been made and wondered how. Born of frustration a song by 90's band James would be the sound track to that time, but I wasn't frustrated. I was in awe.

I always wanted a brother. I ached for a brother. I really wanted one so badly it was a big thing for me growing up. My little sister forgives me for admitting to her I cried and cried when she was born because I wanted a brother. Turns out I have a brother he was given up or adoption four years before I was born, two years after my older sister. He got in touch with mum while she was alive. She was searching for him for years already. He didn't know until she told him. He said he recognised her voice when they first met before he even saw her. He thinks this was an actual memory from when he was less than one year old.

We have alot in common including our laugh our sisters tell us.

Lost N Found

19th November 2015, 22:17

Have you got to meet your brother? I would suspect that you will if haven't already. Your dear Mum made that connection back to one and I am glad, glad all over. I have story that is very sad but is or will be a very happy experience when all come back to the one. This is not so much about me but rather my youngest daughter. I am the Grandpa and me and my soul mate have been in sorrow.

Just a short story but knowing that it will turn out to be a very bright light. My youngest has given birth to 3 boys when she was in her 20's, she was married and proceeding to raise the children. Her Husband at the time turned back to the nasty drug scene and life fell apart for both of them. The boys were kidnapped by a very angry grandma on the husbands side who lived in another state. She took the boys and proceeded to split them up and adopted two out to another family and kept the oldest and gave him to her oldest son to raise. The youngest wound up in prison and you can imagine where that all went. As Grandparents we never got to see these boys again. My youngest moved to another state and divorced and re-married and lives a very productive life but I know she misses her boys. She has been able to make limited contact with the folks that are raising them and hopes to be able to meet them in the near future. I know that when these boys get to be older they will want to search out there real mom/mum. This is a future event we all look forward to.

Thank you Matthew for your life. That young person you are holding will grow up so happy. LOL Still think you be a great Dad

Steven

Matthew

19th November 2015, 23:27

We did meet and I should have said this all happened over a decade ago, we are close and good friends. I'm sorry to hear about what happened to your youngest and your grandchildren and you both, and I hope and pray there is unity and comradry to come.

Tounge in cheek if you're talking about that baby in the picture, I promise I don't hold babies like that. It's only a doll.. hmm, I think ;)

Tonge back out of cheek I believe there can be a closer spiritual link between siblings, perhaps noticable in these occations. Highly subjective on my part but I had grief for a brother I was expecting that time I was upset at my little sisters birth. I hope and pray there's the best of unity to come for you and your family

Lost N Found

20th November 2015, 00:55

Okay grabbed me on that one. I am sure that you would be such a loving dad with the children. Thank you for your heartfelt thoughts/feelings and now I am ever more glad that you found your brother and the connection is pure positive love. Here is a song for that in me, Were you here?

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iF-pMingp6A

Put another log on this fire brother

Lost N Found

20th November 2015, 02:43

Meggings. you are wonderful around this campfire. Horses and canoes what a wonderful time you have experienced in this plane of physicality.

I am signing out and moving towards the woods for the evening. Thanks to all around the fire today, even if Matthew caught me on the doll ha ha ha. Love it. This is what is so wonderful about this place.

Love to all and have a wonderful evening

Steven

Meggings

20th November 2015, 02:46

(I have edited this next day, and thanks are given to all for allowing me to rant. A good thing came out of it - today I have a new art piece begun, and another one is nearly finished, as I worked my way through my anger...pics below)

How about some serious healing for this Meggins being an absolute idiot?
I am bent out of shape and so friggin' angry...

... [saw a movie tonight, it's title is:] "He Called Me Malala", about the girl who was shot in the head in Afghanistan for going to school when the Taliban said "no school for girls". She had been encouraged to SPEAK UP and use her voice and her mind. There is great sadness that I was raised to be silent and to endure. This is NOT WISE to do to daughters.
...
I needed to vent, as I needed to walk off my anger outside the movie theatre tonight. You may understand very little of this rant, but I am glad to have gotten some of it out into words.

TODAY'S ARTWORK, first one named "HOWL":

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RunningDeer

20th November 2015, 04:15

I needed to vent, as I needed to walk off my anger outside the movie theatre tonight. You may understand very little of this rant, but I am glad to have gotten some of it out into words.

I hope writing it out helped, Meggings.

[deleted the rest of the long post]

Delight

20th November 2015, 06:01

Meggings,
I honor you tonight and appreciate being invited in to your unearthing.

I feel wistful tonight and Thanksgiving is coming. I know that people disparage Thanksgiving as history but I love the way it brings my favorite meal of turkey and asks me to rejoice in cornocopias.

I think feeling alone is a natural stage we pass in and out between too much company and maybe not the right kind.
I was wistful about the virtual fire as I would love to have more friends physically.

I feel how marvelous it is to sit around a real fire with those who grok us. For instance I have felt much anger and the two women I have met with every week for five years seem to be far away from what I am really feeling. So, I told them I do not want to meet for a while. I admitted I was in general angry and that knowing it is my story and Just a story is not a balm now.

Yes, we are in our own very particular deep drama. I like the idea of peace but I know I am not yet peace full. So Meggings and everyone, I cherish the idea that we are friends and support us telempathically (I like that word). Maybe we will meet at the real fire where the toasted marshmallows sit between two graham crackers and melt chocolate.

In the mean time, I feel like loving you all very much. Maggie

Heartsong

20th November 2015, 13:11

I wish I was there to comfort you Megs. Make you a pot of tea. Wrap you in a quilt. You've been through so much hurt on your journey. Rest now.

kanishk

20th November 2015, 13:32

Hello everybody, for some days I was going through all the posts in this tread. I read most of the posts but left some and watching all the YouTube videos because for now I have a very very slow internet connection.

Thankyou all for sharing all your first hand stories, so I also like to share some of mine. I don’t know they are real or not but that is what I have experienced. Putting a log on the fire..

So, this one is about when I went to visit a city called Jammu in the state of Jammu and Kashmir in India. And I visited a shrine called VESHNO DEVI that lots of people visit again and again. All the Hindus want to go there once.

It was the time of Diwali festival in the month of November 2012. At that time I was doing my masters degree, and for Diwali most of the people get days off in a row. so, people go visit their homes and have a get together. So in my college also some days are given off in this festive season, I got a offer from a professor to work on a project during these days with more days off for us. It was a 10 days project to do a periurban survey of Jammu for making a master plan for the city, using old version of GPS device, with some local students of paramedical college. So in that period they can also learn the thing from us and do the remaining survey. In return we are getting the opportunity to go visit a new place and earn a little money.

So one day we decided to go visit VAISHNO DEVI { https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Vaishno_Devi 33.0299°N 74.9482°E (https://tools.wmflabs.org/geohack/geohack.php?pagename=Vaishno_Devi&params=33.0299_N_74.9482_E_type:landmark_region:IN)}. It is located in Katra town 42 kms from Jammu. We took the bus and arrived there on foothill of Trikuta Mountains{three peaked mountains https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Trikuta} in evening maybe around 8:30 or 9:00 pm. We have a local guy with us also who was very friendly. When I was in bus I was thinking why this shrine is on mountain, and thoughts like maybe in past this maountain is been used as pyramid and some spiritual people use to go there inside those tunnels in that specific area to meditate.

Because I have been told that these goddesses are in a cave. And recently shrine excavated a artificial tunnel for a easier rout for people to get darshan of these three goddesses. And I was also been told that these three goddesses are three pindis, not a statue or idol.

" Source: https://www.maavaishnodevi.org/darshan.aspx

The Trikuta Mountain where the Shrine is located and the Holy Cave are the gateway to the dimension of Super Consciousness. And just like the Trikuta Mountain, which is one at the base but has three peaks (hence the name Trikoot), the revelation of the Mother Goddess in the Holy Cave is in a natural rock form which is one at the base but has three heads at the top. These three heads in a natural rock form are known as the Holy Pindies and are worshipped as the revelation of the Mother Goddess. The entire rock body is immersed in water, and a marble platform has now been constructed all around. The main Darshans remain to be of the three heads called the Holy Pindies. The uniqueness of the Holy Pindies is that although they emanate from one single rock form, each one is distinctly different from the other two in colour and texture.

MAHA KALI
Towards the right of the devotee is the Holy Pindi of Mata Maha Kali (the Supreme Energy of Dissolution) in the colour associated with Her i.e. black.
MAHA LAKSHMI
In the centre is the Holy Pindi of Mata Maha Lakshmi (the Supreme Energy of Maintenance) with a yellowish-red tinge, the colour associated with Mata Maha Lakshmi.
MAHA SARASWATI
The Pindi to the extreme left of the viewer is worshipped as the Holy Pindi of Mata Maha Saraswati (the Supreme Energy of Creation). It has a whitish tinge when looked at attentively. White has also been considered the colour associated with Mata Maha Saraswati."
So, we started the journey, we all spread across. And I didn’t know there was a ticket for darshan. And that it is decided that we all are going to meet at top when entering main body. Many people are taking sloppy roads but I chose to take stairs. And I just use to climb some stairs and sit and watch night sky and the city lights of Katra town. And at top it was very very cold and I was having strong pain in my ears and having headache. But then this local fellow met me again on road, asked the girl who was my junior in graduation college to give me her extra scarf. He was completely falling in love with her but she just having a time pass fun with him, poor fellow.

So, I don’t want to make this story too long..No mobiles, any instrument, bags or anything is allowed in inside premises. And it was just before the morning I went inside that artificial tunnel. I was in a line people already started speaking to whatever they came there in hopes of. Then when I arrived close to that thing, I saw that these are three crystals emerging out of the rock. The middle one’s height is the longest and it is more clear, the one on left is also a clear crystal but the height is medium and the width is more at bottom and the third one at the right is the shortest had some impurities in it. So in that short time I have to observe these crystal as much as I can, but then I have to bow, and stick my forehead on that platform as everybody is doing, but I managed to observe it more. And while returning I didn’t turned my head, I was walking backwards and looking at it. So when I was standing very close to it for about 15 seconds and overall managed to look at it for about 1 minute may be.

I observed the flower through the middle crystal and thought to myself that this third pindi right one with blackish impurity is Kali devi, the one on the left with very less impurity is sarasvati devi and the one in middle is Vaishno devi(=goddess), is actually Laxmi devi.

When I was looking at those crystals I was amazed that how they have been formed and came out of the rock. And how people in ancient time have found this phenomenon. After that all the way back to Jammu I was thinking about this and was saying to people how it could have been happened and from their faces I saw they are in doubt what I am saying.

So after ariving back to Jammu we did what we have to do all the day in periurban areas and arrived back in evening to hotel. And when in evening we were all are together for dinner I asked people about crystal and they are just changing the topic, I was unable to understand why are they behaving like that. One said yeah yeah those crystal ball I saw that in a shop.. one said yeah they are selling crystal necklaces in shops.. Local guys went to their homes after eating. And the remaining we are, are all tired so much because we have not slept for one night, so we all went to bed quickly after dinner.

Next day in the morning before leaving for survey we are paying some hotel bills so there I saw this picture hanging on wall of those pindies (of Vaishno Devi). I was amazed that why the crystals have not appeared in the photo. I asked this to that local guy, why the crystals are not seen in this photo. He said which crystals. I asked him is that the way you saw the pindies yeasterday. I asked other what they saw, they all told me that they have not seen any crystals emerging from that pindies and they have seen it as it is been shown in photograph. Here is the photograph of those pindies

http://haridevote.com/wp-content/uploads/Vaishnodevi-pindi-darshan.jpg

Now, after that I always wonder what I have seen on that day.. will I be able to see that again if I go back. Am I seeing something in another dimension or is somebody just put those pictures in my mind. Now there is very little possibility if somebody else had seen it and he will investigate this matter. Its India, he will just say yay goddess was happy with me etc..etc..

In this trip I have seen another strange.. I will post that in next post..

kanishk

20th November 2015, 15:22

This is the closer view of Pindi on the left side of Sarasvati devi
https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/8a/c9/16/8ac916357757cb306b2b2c1e364b64b3.jpg

So, after some days we all went to another place near to Jammu called Manesar lake.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mansar_Lake

32.696076°N 75.146806°E (https://tools.wmflabs.org/geohack/geohack.php?pagename=Mansar_Lake&params=32.696076_N_75.146806_E_region:IN_type:waterbody)

This lake is on top of a mountain. When we are going there, all the creeks and rivers are dried out because of the summers. No water in any ponds also.

So, when we arrived we saw a very beautiful lake. Greenery is all around it. The water is very calm and clear.

Local guy told us that the eater in this lake never dries out, even if there is no rain for two years.. don't know. He told us many scientist have come there to find out where the water is coming from. And many scuba drivers went in there and have not yet found depth of that lake and that some scuba drivers and some other peoples have drowned inside that lake, that there is something inside that lake that sucks the person in.. And that many people saw a fish with a ring in her nose.. hahaha.. who knows..

Well I saw that they are using this water for drinking purpose because there is a pumping station there. And the thought came into my mind is about ormus elements. Because I read somewhere this kind of phenomenon is found many places and that such kinds of lakes are found elsewhere around the word and the reason behind water flowing upward is ormus elements in water and something to do with capillary action that involves how the water moves in trees from roots to leafs.

I saw big fishes of from half kg to 4-5 kg are on the shores. This is because people feed them. You can just catch them with your hands. I had this fear of touching fish because they are slippery. But that day I first tried to touch them and then tried to catch them. That bad feeling that I had about touching slippery fish is suppressed. And after some attempts I was able to catch a fish. Because they are so slippery it was very difficult to catch them with you hands. There turtles also, and they are not afraid of people touching them.

Meggings

20th November 2015, 15:36

Kanishk, thank you for sharing your experience. It was almost as if I were there, you described it so well and an energy from it connected to me. I have seen transparent delicately-coloured light in a form that might be described as a crystal. At the time I'd just naturally fallen into an altered state, and had an open book on my lap. In this altered state of seeing higher vibrational things, the pages of this book on my lap began slowly turning, one by one, as though a higher part of myself were turning the pages and absorbing the information on those pages. It was a massive book of about a thousand pages.

In this room was a large perfectly round rock crystal. When I'd gotten up and glanced over at the rock crystal, instead of it being clear, it radiated white light from itself. I understood that to mean it belonged to me, and in fact, the lady who owned it gave it to me.

It seems to me you were in an altered state of consciousness and saw what does exist in a more refined vibrational level.

I have seen crystals coming of my hand, at right angles to my skin, that were both clear see-through crystals and white opaque crystals, crowding close together. It was a surprise to see crystals instead of an aura of diffuse light. Again, I assume I glimpsed something that exists in a different vibrational level.

Again I thank you for your story. It has flavoured my morning in a very nice way.

Shadowself

20th November 2015, 15:56

Meggings,

I totally understand what you just went through. Believe it or not I do. Been there...done that!

Be careful...your nobility is peeking through. Wouldn't want that on this souls journey now would we?

I have in fact as I said earlier been reading everything here.

Now I'm not going to tell you Meggings to do anything stupid like put yourself in a situation of even more homelessness. But I am going to tell you all of these souls and lives you've experienced are only a fragment of you.

Don't you think it's time to claim your power? You already know who you are and have not yet claimed it.

When I look at you I see nobility of a different sort. Not this souls journey of yours but something quite unique.

Don't listen to those around you who would knock you down. That is an old ploy of yet another souls journey.

Trust in who you are. Claim your throne! Your seat of power. True nobility will always see the wealth in a souls journey. True wealth is not about money or riches. It's within you to find that out. So claim it!

It's yours. I say this with great love in my heart to yours. You've got that going on and this is why you disdain with great anger. This is not you...and you're right. Because I see it in what you've written.

Remember this Meggings....all these life souls you have the power to see are only a fragment of you and that power with which you see them is truly YOU! Claim it! You won't be sorry trust me when I say this. You might be very surprised to see your nobility as I have.

(listen to this song..it does not lie and neither have I)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Tj75Arhq5ho

Shadowself

20th November 2015, 16:05

kanishk!

Truly and awesome story! Welcome to the fire. :clapping:

Thank you :heart:

More please...

Shadowself

20th November 2015, 17:20

Yo...Yo Yo Yo!

Festivals! I'm down! I love a good festival of good souls!

Burning man was my favorite of them all. If you ever get a chance you should go. You'll laugh, cry and dance!

The art is amazing too!

My youngest son spent a whole year touring with a band who did festivals all over.

My oldest son and my youngest son now does lighting for festivals. Here is a cool festival At Coachella my son was in charge of lighting and the board that controls it. My son of course passed away but my youngest son still does this during the summer months when he's not working on films.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OllhgQsPaYM

Delight

20th November 2015, 17:50

Kanishk, thank you for sharing your experience. It was almost as if I were there, you described it so well and an energy from it connected to me.

Thanks so much
I so enjoyed the story...
The part about the fish and turtles made me smile...they have no fear of humans.
It could be the monotomic elements in water that levitate?
I was reminded of viktor Schauberger describing the life cycle of water and that water rises

Here is a great quote by him

It is possible to regulate watercourses over any given distance without embankment works; to transport timber and other materials, even when heavier than water, for example ore, stones, etc., down the centre of such water-courses; to raise the height of the water table in the surrounding countryside and to endow the water with all those elements necessary for the prevailing vegetation. Furthermore it is possible in this way to render timber and other such materials non-inflammable and rot resistant; to produce drinking and spa-water for man, beast and soil of any desired composition and performance artificially, but in the way that it occurs in Nature; to raise water in a vertical pipe without pumping devices; to produce any amount of electricity and radiant energy almost without cost; to raise soil quality and to heal cancer, tuberculosis and a variety of nervous disorders... the practical implementation of this ... would without doubt signify a complete reorientation in all areas of science and technology.
Viktor Schauberger, Our Senseless Toil, 1933

kanishk

20th November 2015, 18:22

Thank you Meggings, I am glad that I got some connection to what I have seen. Yes as you are saying those crystals are emitting white light, like in those old TV serials they put light inside gems to show them glaring. Those crystals to me had their own glare, like a white light emanating and surrounding them. I think this is what I have experienced that to that smiler experience you had.

There in Jammu food is very good, and so many different spices. I don't like eating mutton, means the meat of goat, but local guys ordered something called Yakni, which is a goat meat and its gravy is white in color not the red as usual that I have seen all my life. I only liked eating chicken and fish but I liked eating mutton there for first time. And the gravy this Yakni is not hot but is sweet. Its local name is AK-47. Then there is hand grande, which is Rista which are meat balls made out of the meat of sheep.

Kanishk, thank you for sharing your experience. It was almost as if I were there, you described it so well and an energy from it connected to me. I have seen transparent delicately-coloured light in a form that might be described as a crystal. At the time I'd just naturally fallen into an altered state, and had an open book on my lap. In this altered state of seeing higher vibrational things, the pages of this book on my lap began slowly turning, one by one, as though a higher part of myself were turning the pages and absorbing the information on those pages. It was a massive book of about a thousand pages.

In this room was a large perfectly round rock crystal. When I'd gotten up and glanced over at the rock crystal, instead of it being clear, it radiated white light from itself. I understood that to mean it belonged to me, and in fact, the lady who owned it gave it to me.

It seems to me you were in an altered state of consciousness and saw what does exist in a more refined vibrational level.

I have seen crystals coming of my hand, at right angles to my skin, that were both clear see-through crystals and white opaque crystals, crowding close together. It was a surprise to see crystals instead of an aura of diffuse light. Again, I assume I glimpsed something that exists in a different vibrational level.

Again I thank you for your story. It has flavoured my morning in a very nice way.

Lost N Found

20th November 2015, 20:39

Welcome to the campfire Kanishk. Your tellings are amazing. I am with Shadowself, more please.

Meggings, your tender feelings of a relationship that does not fit made me dwell into my heart way deep. My soul mate went through that very bad experience in her young life prior to us finding each other. She was actually physically abused and more so mentally abused by a pour soul that could not face his own abuse in life but rather pushed it out on all those around him. It made him a very nasty person. When my twinflame and I came together she had left this person and his abuse behind but was damaged and still has some of that within herself. She had two young girls that she was trying to raise alone and they had been abused also. Well along came me and all I could do was give all the love I could and help. I adopted the girls and we all grew up together. I cannot know exactly how your life existed in a situation as you have told, only how I handled the situation with my love and my children after they experienced the trauma. Both my girls who are in their forties now have always called me Dad and we love each other so much. My Twinflame and I live in total love and there are times that I have to feel those unwanted, unresolved pains from her past but the love overcomes always. We are best of friends. One thing I have always known but had to open to is that we all are one in this existence and we have to treat each other with all the love that is us.

Please accept an undaunted love toward your being and as all have said, We are there to hold, understand and cry with you.

Steven

Meggings

20th November 2015, 21:31

Steven, your kind words have lifted me up, and I thank you for them - as so many others here on the thread and in private messages have done. I thank you all. I have felt quite alone and beseiged for some time; it helps to feel supporting hands extended. What a lovely group has assembled here.

I have had to look deep within to see where this anger comes from. Today when I made a cup of tea, I felt the urge to just fling it across the room. I have swallowed anger all my life, and in nearly all the lives I recall, but anger will have no more of that. I have swallowed it in so many lifetimes so that I could just live and continue doing my work - that's not healthy, but is so often necessary.

Making odd little "art" pieces has saved me in this new situation.

Last night the vision of a new art piece appeared in my mind's eye, to express the anger that arose last night. The new painting will be of howling pain and tears of blood.

... Many would advise wisdom to stay away from posting at such times, and I do concur. I called this piece "In Lieu of Beer".

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RunningDeer

20th November 2015, 22:48

Power Bag

http://avalonlibrary.net/paula/Recovered/Gray-Wold_zpstttx9zmk.JPG

A couple of weeks after Michael’s burial, two friends and myself took a trip to a Native American shop. As soon as I stepped through the door it felt like I stepped into a déjà vu.

I felt the gentleman watching. I looked over in part to reach out to someone to ground myself. As I did, he stepped my way. I explained that I buried my son recently and I’ve been having strange experiences. This is the first time I’ve been here but I know this place. I know you.

He was the store owner and asked me to step into his office. As he introduced himself, he took the power bag from around his neck and said, “My name is Gray Wolf.” I can’t recall all of what he said but something to the effect that he was expecting me. And he added, “This is for you.” As soon as he placed the power bag over my head, my heart whooshed. My whole body felt like it was a warm, healed heart.

Afterwards, my friends and I walked through the blustery December wind. My body held onto the welcomed solace from the physical and emotional pain. It shook but it was not because of the cold.

Experiences like the above are what got me through one day at a time, sometimes, one hour at a time. I was grateful to know that you only have to be opened to them.

RunningDeer ♡

Lost N Found

20th November 2015, 23:29

3192331924My heart swells and burst with tears when I read these posts. Just to hold and listen is all I can do. I do this with my love and I can do no more with all the love around this fire. I am just the other that can only hold and listen. We all as it appears, have pain and have suffered as we have grown. Our lives gain knowledge and wisdom from these experiences and the ones around us must except and grow with the pains. I have known that each of us must let the anger and pain out and out and bounce it off the walls to experience it to feel it. This is what I do for my love here and it is what each of us must do to heal. I can do no more but love. To all here, If anger bubbles to the surface one must let it out or it will fester and cause sickness. I would stand in front and receive it so you would let it go. I would hold and cry when that is what needs to be done. Know this, love is full and will take that pain and anger. Just throw it out.

Here is something for Meggings and here is something for all. Runningdeer you are a dear to all of us. Shadowself, you give to all as well as take pain to spill away.

Love to all
Steven

Meggings

20th November 2015, 23:29

Oh, beloved RunningDeer, yes yes yes. I am with you in that, through that. Earlier this year I went to hear a public talk given by a man who was my husband in another life recently. Oddly it was in a store venue that I'd visited after my beloved Mark had died, many years earlier. To my amazement, the store owner came to me after the talk and told me she remembered me. I said how is that possible, I was only here briefly, once, many years earlier. She just smiled.

In that very room, only minutes earlier, the speaker and I were alone, and he told me of a particular past life memory he had of a life in the middle ages, as a fire-y monk who ended up hung (but not killed), and then tied and burned at the stake in the centre of Venice. I do not think he'd ever mentioned that to anyone else - and I knew already of a lifetime where I'd been his wife.

There is NOTHING that happens by chance. I have chosen where and how to place my own footstep at every point as I progressed through this lifetime. Your meeting this store owner who gave you his power bag is part of this, is how these looping spiral energies work their way through our lifetimes.

I give a hoot and a holler of victory over reading your story. None of us are EVER left without support. Spirit sees to it. Thanks.

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After posting this, I saw Steven's post, and in reading it I said, "Wow". That wow means I am amazed at your depth and breadth, and thank you for opening it wide to show us, to embrace us, to hold us. Bless you.

RunningDeer

21st November 2015, 00:08

Thank you, Meggings and Steven. http://avalonlibrary.net/paula/Recovered/smileys-hugs-765537_zpso1eaenyy.gif

Runningdeer you are a dear to all of us.
What you see in me, I see in you.

My sense is that Gray Wolf and I did a time slip rather than he and I were connected in other lives. As brief as it was, Gray Wolf and I fulfilled a mission, a contract. He help me through a point in my life (son's death) that will never be matched in depth and breadth.

Meeting was a gift that kept on giving in those dark moments of “Should I stay or should I go?” It’s one of those immeasurable influences that help me remember that life is filled with blessed wonders that far exceed the fears of pain, loss and death.

♡

Lionhawk

21st November 2015, 14:13

It brings me great joy to see the many first hand expressions of compassion for one another around our campfire. It brings me great joy that we can gather here despite the miles between us and feel comfortable about expressing the first hand issues that have plagued us in the now from our lifetimes. It also brings me great joy that a healing so often takes place here as well. It also brings me great joy to see us come together in compassion, love, and comfort for one another on so many levels. Yes the miles are far between us, but here we can offer a hug, a loving word, acceptance without all the judgments. Understanding.

May the day bless all of you! :Angel:

Nagosa

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hOVdjxtnsH8

Shadowself

21st November 2015, 19:29

Good Morning!

Coffee is kicking in here oh boy! Sometime today I have an appointment with an investigator who I'm hoping can help me with some of the things I've been experiencing. She is well respected and when I share with her what I have... I'm hoping it will unlock some of the things she has been investigating. There seems to be a link and that is all I will say until I get a chance to find out.

Now before this all happens I want to share this with the younger folks here.

I was not your average mother. I made plenty of mistakes but I also gave some good advise to my children and they took it to heart. That is the part I want to share with you.

Now I confess I got this advise from my mother and it worked for me and by handing it down it seems to have worked for my children.

That is and as my mother told me: "there's nothing you can't do if you set your mind to it". She drove that into me. She actually told me I could be the first woman president if I wanted it. Which of course was the last thing on my mind.

Well I instilled that in my children and when I saw they had a particular talent I sought the best I could to nurture that.

That goes along the lines of "claiming your power". It is within you to do whatever you want in life and obstacles are just hurdles to be crossed.

Now I'm going to share some things here about my oldest son who died an untimely death. When he first discovered Burningman he came back and told me all about it. This was some time after he up and decided to travel the world. something he has always wanted to do. He told me I needed to go and eventually in 2005 I did. How often does a son want his mother along for a week long festival? Not often I would think. That was because I taught my children to be who they wanted to be. My son also after his father died saw me go through many changes of heart and mind. I may have been a parent but I'm also human. I think my son gained a respect for what we both went through after his father died in a car accident much as he did. In fact they both died on the 4th of the month. My son was on May 4th, and his father on July 4th. What a coincidence eh?

Anyhow...when my son wanted to make movies he did. When he wanted to see the world he did. When he wanted to jump out of a plane he did. When he wanted to repel a mountain he did. When he wanted to scuba dive he did. When he wanted to entertain he did. He was not rich either...he just learned to save for what he wanted to do. This is exactly what my mother taught me and I in turn taught him.

Many parents will try to mold their children to their liking. You see...I was not too keen on his jumping out of a perfectly good airplane. But that is what he wanted to do...so who was I to stop him? This is what he wanted to do. So I would secretly nurture that specific talent in each child and off they went into the wild blue yonder quite literally. It turned out he was quite talented as a skydiver. He went skydiving once with a group in Arizona one time and the group that was diving with him asked him to literally join the Army so he could jump with their team. Of course he said thanks but no thanks....here they are.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qphJ33TcSfk

So...while at Burningman I got to watch my very talented son skydive (naked of course) and while those who jumped around the same time as he did landed there was my son....flying for what seemed a very long time. He knew how to catch the air in just such a way as to stay up there longer and fly. Now I had seen him jump before but I had never seen him fly! That takes a bit of skill which he took to like a duck out of water.

As a child he was always climbing or doing some odd behavior that led to some of the things he developed as an adult.

Everyone told him he should be in the movies because he was pretty handsome and he liked the idea of entertaining. But most of the entertaining he did as an adult was in clown makeup and you couldn't even see his face. When he was in college to learn acting and drama he developed a keen interest in the portion of film making that excelled in quite quickly. Particularly lighting and camera work. He even got into a bit of directing at one point and directed a spot that ran nationally for HDTV sales. Why? Because it gave him a chance to ski which he did quite well and it was about snowboarding.

When I said earlier he worked on hundreds of films that is no exaggeration. He worked on many films I'm certain you've even watched.

My point is and I say this for all you folks that were never nurtured in such a way as to develop your personal interests and talents...Just go for it! If you can dream it you can do it. My mother told me that and I told my children that. I never told them it would be easy...but it would be worth it if it's truly what you want and in the end you will never know unless you try.

So here are some of the achievements my son made which he thought were super cool and only a fraction of what he really could do when he set his mind to it.

Directed by...

Comments by him to the video: Uploaded on Dec 15, 2007

This is a piece that I directed for PRN that played nationally in Best Buy, Circuit City, and (boo) Wal Mart to promote the sale of High Definition Televisions. It looks much better in High Definition than on YouTube but enjoy.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z4-QdRQeUnU

Comments:

This is a piece that I directed for PRN for the in store promotion of High Definition Televisions. This was cut after the other version mostly with unused footage from the first piece, However, to save money the footage with titles and some composite footage is the same as the previous to save money in post.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rS-I-jggRCw

comments to this video:

Very cool lighting rigs that were incredibly challenging including a room with 22,500 working Christmas lights programmable. It was quite a mess and very challenging

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3ror7VATdtU

Lighting in a Bottle festival (for YoYoYo) in 2010... all lighting done rigged/owned and preformed by John

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AbwNlQi3wg4

This is a repeat here for Yo Yo Yo if he had not see it yet:

Comments: Photographed by Terry Pratt yet another look at what it is we misfits do for fun

(Terry Pratt is director of photography and works for National Geographic. He is currently working on a show called Below Zero filmed in Alaska)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7NO3aiOfRow

And here are just a few of the pass cards he used for work. One was at Cannes film festival in 2000...one for the Movie Avatar which I'm certain you've all seen.

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Now I'm sharing this because one thing stands out. All I did as his mother was encourage him to go for what he wanted most and these are but a few of the results. You can in fact do the same.

I have to say I wrote this because of that painting that Meggings showed in one of her last posts. That painting should be in an art gallery and I mean that with sincerity! She should be showing and selling that art. That is talent.

That talent that is within all of us should be nurtured and if it has not should be recognized for what it is. What you do with it is up to you.

Dream big for crying out loud! When I say claim your throne I mean just that!

My youngest just got back from filming in Hawaii...he's seeking his dreams of films and music. He plays the the drums like it's a cake walk! I went to great strides to nurture that as a mother and it seems to be paying off. Because nothing and I do mean nothing will stop him in that endeavor to follow his dreams in a big way.

Over and out! Have a great dream today!