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My Intro « Result #1 on Jul 6, 2007, 3:28pm »
Hiya,
I'm Mel, I'm a grandmother, ( a very young at heart one I have various hobbies, watercolour painting, gardening and growing organic veggies, I respect all life and feel very connected to it in an at one with all sense. I don't spend a great deal of time on the internet, there's usually too much to see and do in the garden, but I enjoy being here when I can.
Joined: Oct 2005 Gender: Male Posts: 2 Location: Hampshire Karma: 0
Night of the 16th December, Approx 11.50pm « Result #4 on Jul 4, 2007, 10:10am »
Tried to get to the Astral and used method of climbing up a ladder through to the light at the end. I envisaged a hand holding my hand, helping me up. I climbed for ages, the ladder kept getting higher and higher. I decided to sit at the top. I was at the top darkness was all around but it didn't worry me. I sat at the top and decided to be in the moment to try to stop the zillions of thoughts rushing through my head and distracting me. I consciously became aware of my breathing, it didn't matter I hadn't got to the light at the top of the ladder which I couldn't see anyway. T became aware of a heartbeat and a frequent clicking sound by my left ear which was on the pillow. I saw an image of Azon, just his face, I doubted what I saw was him, he went, I relaxed again and decided not to doubt what I saw. I saw Azon, he seemed a little different to how I remembered him, his hair was thicker and whiter and shining and looked very silky. I tried to hold the image, and it changed to me sitting alongside of him, on his left while he was embellishing a letter in a book. He was using a fine paintbrush and started to outline a "O" all I could see was the paintbrush and the "O" which was being painted over and over again, faster and faster, it was almost feverish and ended up like a child's attempt at a "0". I pulled away mentally saying "stop it". In front of my eyes appeared a golden rod, it was corkscrewed, it seemed familiar, I thought it's like a fairground ride thing. Instantly I was riding a horse on a roundabout, "Why am I here"? I asked, Someone replied "here for the ride". I thought maybe I'd created the roundabout from the golden rod and that maybe my opinions where getting in the way.
The roundabout was gone,, there was a thick glove made of metal stuff it had an arm, a body and a head attached to it. It was a person in full body armour, he wore a helmet and chain mail, very fine you couldn't see through the mesh. I felt like my head was hurting, not a headache, just pressure, I requested that the discomfort stopped, The Knight in very Unshining armour, whirled around and was on horseback galloping away from me, my head felt like it was being crushed, I wondered if that's how the Knight died, I then had a vivid impression of my head being cut or smashed, exposing the brain, (wonderful colours!) that's enough . I thought this is what happened to the man, and now I know, Everything changed there was a cute little brown girl, her hair in bunches wearing a red cardigan. She had her arms on a desk and her head resting on them, she seemed a little sad. She spoke to me, something about the world? how it doesn't have to be this way?, I can't remember now, this young girl was the brightest image I had, I had a sudden awareness that trying to be in the Astral plane wasn't how to communicate, The Astral is for *My Questions, My Answers* Where as this awareness is for others, but this was not in words, more in feelings, If I want to communicate with my guide, spirit, etc. It's not going to be while I'm asleep it's more useful if I'm awake.
At that point I think I fell asleep, I don't know whether I climbed the ladder or not. I feel to develop psychically and learn, I just have to be still.
At some point, I think before the roundabout ride, I had hundreds of fine threads coming out of my body and meeting and vibrating against millions of other threads coming from other people and other things, the threads were quivering and seemed to be reaching out growing longer and longer. Someone said " We are all individual fibres in the fabric of life, we are all woven together. melody@earth-spirit.org.uk
Return to the Pyramid of ascension « Result #5 on Jul 4, 2007, 10:03am »
At first there appeared to be no reason behind this return visit, at lest none that I was aware of. Not that I am complaining mind you, this fertile valley has a strange magical property that fills ones senses in a permanent state of euphoria. Situated north of Nile Delta, it is now lost beneath the Mediterranean. To the seaward side a city lay with two main walkways, one in a north, south alignment the other west, east. In the center a pyramid dwarfing all other buildings. Encircling the pyramid with the exception of the main walkways were libraries. The streets themselves were arranged in a spider-web pattern. Looking at a plan view, you could see a perfect square within that square was a circle, which touched all four sides. In each of the four corners were universities. The two facing seaward were Oceanography and Astrophysics. The other two were Agriculture and Sciences. Within each were normal schools with a bias towards that particular university.
As I approached the city, everything seemed strangely quiet, as if the city itself were asleep. The city inhabitants are a race unlike any I have seen before, not counting my last visit of course. Everything about them said perfection, man and women of equal beauty. Those of you uncomfortable with associating beauty with men replace the term with handsome, personally I have no such hang-up. It was as if someone had blended the male and female forms together. They spoke a language I could not understand, not that I needed to, their words were sent as thoughts to me and needed no translating. It was rather strange to start with, hearing their voices while receiving thoughts, which were out of sync with each other. I am sure that the limitations were mine. There was another race of people that lived and worked the land beyond the valley. These were to become the mighty Egyptian people.
A small group of people numbering twenty-one in all; left the city to greet me. At first, I did not recognize them but as they grew nearer, I recognized their thoughts these adults were children on my last visit. It is difficult to tell these people apart by looks alone, their perfection manifesting in identical bodies brought about by a single goal. After an informal greeting consisting of much hugging and millions thoughts which left me breathless and speechless, we turn and made our way back to the city. I asked them why the need for perfection in their bodies, a question I could not bring myself to ask on my first visit. All at once, they answered, It is a result of, not a reason for.
As we entered the city, I could not help but notice the cleanliness apparent on my first visit had all but gone. Street by street now occupied by the Egyptian’s ancestors. My thoughts were picked up and I was assured that they were there with permission using what was no longer needed. We walked pass people using books as fuel for cooking. To which they said, They are using what is no longer needed I was so taken aback by what I saw I had forgotten to ask where the others were. They must have sensed the question waiting to be asked because I sensed they were the last of their race. I can remember feeling a great sense of loss. They stopped and all turned to face me and in unison said, No this is how it’s meant to be.
As we neared the city center, we were joined by more and more Egyptians until we form a procession. The atmosphere was filled with a sense of celebration. I now knew what was about to happen having already witnessed such an event on my first visit. We were almost at the pyramid when Raj took the lead. It would be his turn. The feeling of immense joy and excitement radiating from him was so overwhelming I could feel it bubbling over inside of me. I gazed up at the pinnacle of the pyramid once more to see the giant crystal capstone, but we were to close having reached the entrance to the great chamber inside. Once inside you were faced with a very large expanse of water looking for all the world as if it is giant swimming pool. Looking from the entrance there is a walkway extending to an alter of white marble at the pools center. There is a walkway around the pool with seating areas and up above there is a balcony where the proceedings may also be viewed. On the wall around the balcony, there are pictures, which depict the story of life; these were changed over time to become the tarot cards we know today. In the center of the ceiling, there is a shaft, which extends upwards terminating at the crystal capstone
After everyone had taken their places Raj walked slowly towards the alter pausing for a moment, then looked up towards the crystal’s shaft as if waiting for some sign. Turning slowly with a smile, he face everybody in turn then after lifting himself on to the alter he laid down crossing his arm across his chest. His eyes closed his chest rose in his last intake of breath. At that very moment, a shaft of brilliant white light came from the crystal and in an instant, the body was no more, no flesh, bones or ash. In its place, a spirit rose not in a body form but his spirit none the less. In view to all present Raj spirit entered the crystal’s shaft and was gone. Looking around there was genuine happiness, no tears of sorrow being shed. They had no doubts about what took place and why. The only one that was a little unsure was myself.
I could pick up their thoughts, soon they all will be gone as will their city for there are none to take their place. In all I think that is for the best, man is still not ready regardless of what he believes. Freespirit
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My Creator « Result #6 on Jul 2, 2007, 12:43pm »
I know wrong section but It represents my own journey and I hope everyone success in their own search.
My Creator Oh my creator, for a long time now I have searched for thee. Once thought a simple quest, a life times work turn out to be. Most world religions at one time tried, but you I could not see. Through good, bad, love, hate, pain and sorrow you evaded me.
I dug deep in books of only truths seen through the minds of men. Each to tell me, theirs is the only truth, assured on that I can depend. I searched through mind's barren wastes and valleys fertile green. Retracing steps in hope, beneath stones unturned you'll be seen
In one last attempt, I searched the universe encompassing all that be. With an overpowering fear looming over me, of creator never to see. In darkest hour you reached out with gentle arms and to me did show. The universe inside of me, I felt your love embrace, so I can know.
That I am you, as you are me. Is the reason, I could not see.
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I have various hobbies, watercolour painting, gardening and growing organic veggies, I respect all life and feel very connected to it in an at one with all sense. I don't spend a great deal of time on the internet, there's usually too much to see and do in the garden, but I enjoy being here when I can. 
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but It represents my own journey and I hope everyone success in their own search.