When I was in
high school I had a friend named Gary Clow who had an older sister who was into
all things "occult". There is a story about Gary's observation of a
Ouija session, which is why I used to call him 'Mr. Ouija Board'. Being the
teenage boys we were, when Gary mentioned his sister was trying astral projection,
we naturally started referring to it as "ass hole projection".
"What does she do? Jut out her butt, extend her sphincter - joop - and
she's across the street?"
"Nope. She
sticks a flashlight up her butt and then holds slides up to it."
What do you expect
from teenage boys?
I bring up that
reminiscence because along the way I started to learn about astral projection
and lucid dreaming.
As far as I know I am
not proficient at astral projection. Many of my dreams are lucid, in that I am
aware while having them. Floating, flying, and doing things like crushing
bricks with my bare hands are not uncommon. There are certain places I know
well as I visit them often.
It should be noted
that dreams come in several varieties. Strawberry, chocolate, and tuna-surprise
are just a few. (I'm kidding.) When you first fall asleep, you upload your
day's activities to your Higher Self (or the Akashic Records, or wherever you
believe your experiences are recorded). Those dreams are filled with sounds and
visuals you have recently collected.
Later you may go on
astral journeys where your Spirit visits the other lives you are going through
while you are experiencing this one. This is when you may receive downloads
from your Higher Self.
On other occasions you
may find yourself venturing off to exotic astral realms. These journeys can
also take place during meditation.
When I first started
delving into meditation in the mid-1980s (years after my Mother took me to talk
about Transcendental Meditation - yes, I have a cool Mom, best Mom on the
planet) I read that I should find my 'sanctuary': the place where I felt the
most at peace. In my mind I went to a dark shore littered with large, flat
boulders. The sky was black as was the water that swelled around the rocks.
There I met a young man dressed in traditional (at least to me) Chinese garb
like those you would see in a martial arts period piece. He wore a blue tunic
with matching blue pants and black slipper-like shoes. "Hi," he said,
smiling warmly. "I am Quan." We chatted for a bit. I don't remember
the full conversation, but I liked Quan and we got along well. Quan has been
with me since that time. It was not until I got my Level Two Reiki training,
and was asked to connect with my guides, that Quan told me his other name: Yin.
I had no idea who Quan Yin was until I looked him up. Later I asked Quan why he
always appears to me in his male form as his true form (or the one most people recognize) is female. Quan just smiled and said, "Male, female, we are all
both. Learn to integrate the Divine Feminine with the Divine Masculine. Besides,
when we first met it was the form you were more likely to bond with,
without any "lower chakra" involvement."
Another astral journey
took me to star-filled chamber. The path, about the width of a sidewalk (not a
double sidewalk), looked like it was made of onyx with golden edges. It wound
around a structure that was a hollow semi-circle. (It wasn't exactly circular,
but that's close.) When I got to where I could see inside the semi-circle, I
saw a "man" sitting in a chair with a tall back. (The chair had the
tall back, not the man.) The impression I get now is that he was monitoring
dozens of TV screens, but it's been a long time, so I'm probably wrong. He rose
swiftly and strode towards me demanding, "How did you get in here?"
"I walked,"
I replied.
He introduced himself.
"I am Thoth." He pronounced his name as 'taught'.
I wasn't really up on
my Egyptian mythology, so I didn't know who he was.
We conversed briefly
about language and writing. He was impressed that I was not afraid of him, but
he still wanted me to leave as soon as possible. So I did.
The last meeting with
a 'higher' being I want to relate to you revolves around someone who visited me
at my dining room table.
It was Christmas eve
1987. I was alone. No internet. No telephone. No family. No friends. It was the
loneliest Christmas I had ever had.
I was sitting at the
table with my face in my hands, idly thinking about how alone I was, when a
voice said, "There is another who is as lonely as you."
When I looked up I saw
a figure sitting in the chair opposite me. It looked like the classic Western
interpretation of Jesus.
The figure smiled and
I got a vision of a girl I had tried repeatedly to hook up with in the past.
"Go to her," he instructed me. "She needs you and you need
her."
I looked away and he
was gone.
That is when I decided
to return to Ontario from Nova Scotia (where I was living at that time). Upon
my return, events transpired that brought that girl and I together. On August 13,
1988 we met again. On October 17 of that year we were married and are still
married today. Happily. She is my Darla; The Wife, my joy, my happiness, my
chew toy. (I'm gonna get smacked for that last one, but even when she is
annoyed with me I could not love her more.)
The very last thing I
will mention is that all the conversations with the above entities did not take
place verbally, although there were times when my brain interpreted them as
being spoken. All 'uploads' and 'downloads' took place telepathically.
I like the humor to this story and congrats on finding love and joy. It is a very rare and difficult thing to find these days!
ReplyDeleteThank you, Renee. It took 3 attempts and 6 years to convince Darla. Don't close your heart, even though you are being pushed in that direction. Stay the warm, loving person you are, but figure out where to draw the line. Joy will come to you when you least expect it. ♥ (Your part of California is teeming with magical energy that has, unfortunately, been perverted for nefarious purposes. You and your boundless love are there, in part, to help wash away that mess. Boy, do you have a big job! But help is on the way!)
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