Memory Lane #5

The Gift of a Stick

For about a week I kept getting messages that I was to start a meditation group. I had grandiose visions of 200 people. I contacted a couple of friends who I thought might be interested. Tried meditating with them. It didn’t work. I was giving up the grandiose projections.

I moved to a different home and invited a couple of new people. This 3-person combination worked but we didn’t know the purpose. We committed to 1 meditation per week for 6 weeks. Then we found our purpose. We opened up a channel for a flock of white butterfly bandage shaped Beings to enter 3D space. They would fly around and do whatever for the duration of our meditation. Then we three would have cookies and agree to the next date/time.

We went 2 weeks beyond our original assignment and then were told it was complete. I didn’t think anymore about it until a few days later when the butterflies came back and gave me a present – a stick. I had no instructions or ideas of what to do with a yard-long stick, 18 inches of red and 18 inches of blue and pointed at both ends. I worried about it for a few days and gave up.

It was at least 3 years later the stick reappeared. I was doing some energy work on the Other side. There were 2 energy fields colliding with abrasive edges and someone had asked me (and probably others) to smooth it out. Insert stick and job done. I attempted to remove the stick to maybe use again. No. The stick stayed. My present had been used.

3 years earlier did the butterflies know that I was going to need that stick for that purpose? Or, did I, or someone, program the stick to fulfill a need at that moment? Does it matter?

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Memory Lane #3

Memory Lane #3

First Hypno

Someone gave me the name of a psychic I should go see. I don’t remember what she told me but I got enough that I went back. The second time she asked if she could do a light hypnosis. Almost always up for new experiences I acquiesced. Instead of exploring something immediately relevant to me she sent me off to Venus and then inside Mt. Shasta.

Venus was really hot, at least that was what science had told me so maybe it was a projection. There were numerous eitheral form beings moving around on and above the surface. I didn’t interact with them. Then she sent me inside Mt. Shasta – a reputed UFO base. I was mouse size among large furniture and books. I didn’t see any beings or UFO craft. I looked into one open book but didn’t recognize the language. The place felt deserted, or at least unoccupied.

The psychic seemed somewhat disappointed. Me too. But I still paid her and saw her again a couple more times before she dropped off the radar. At the time she was probably late 50s/early 60s. A mutual friend told me later that she had fallen in love with a younger man. Attempting to create and hold the relationship she used her power and energy to be younger. She burned out and died. Unfortunate.

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Were you born, projected, or… ?

My current limited vu perceives thoughts turning into forms, turning into structures, and occasionally turning into people. At least for this blog post I’m using ‘people’ as any self-aware consciousness – birds, bees, flora and fauna. All the things that once-upon-a-time were somebody’s thought-form.

If my current limited vu is even close to right then we so called ‘humans’ are a thought-form even before fetus. But whose? A) Perhaps an Ancient One who needs a particular set of hands or mind set. B) Perhaps an already conscious self who wants a new experience. C) Perhaps we are the projection of our biological parents. D) Some, many things beyond my limited vu. Even if it’s A or B we are probably still going to get an overlay of C.

So what are we born into? Thought-forms, more thought-forms, everywhere thought-forms. Potty training, school programming, social programming, cultural programming – govt, religion, language, money, power, various medias – the great Mortal Human Collective. Can we think beyond the programming, outside the box; can we perceive inside our own minds? How do we, can we, translate experience? So many questions to consider, so few answers.  Even less certainty.

As each of us buy into our programmed thought-forms we add more power, focus and definition. We are part of the thought-form that created us and those that programmed us. Yes, we may slowly change it but there is a distinct probability that even the changes are somebody else’s thought. There does appear to be an active hierarchy of Overseers directing, and participating with, the Earth, Solar System and etc., etc. If we are lucky they don’t know our name.

As we achieve independent mind status through exploring our programmed thought-forms we may have the opportunity to join various ‘clubs’. There are friends, Group Minds (individual minds who choose to join together for a particular purpose or task but can move freely in and out of the Group) and there are Composite Minds (individuals who subsume their personality to a single mind with intent or purpose). It may be easiest to relate to this structure by looking at your own Guides.

Some humans don’t have independent Guides. These humans usually spend their lives supporting one of the thought-form programs – govt, religion, etc. Some humans have a single, individual Guide. Frequently these individual Guides form associated groups to accomplish certain programming of the guided mortal human. Sometimes these associated groups form Group Minds with a central group of Guides with ongoing responsibilities for ‘their’ human. I’m not aware of any formal Composite Minds acting as Guides – a true Composite Mind would devour one of us tiny humans.

So What!!! Just something to think about. There are other labels for what I call ‘thought-forms’ and ‘Composite Minds’ and ‘humans’ etc. It is a question of how you see creation.

Enough. I will probably revisit this topic later – it’s too much fun, for me, to ignore. Look forward to hearing your opinion(s).

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Texan, Part 3

My aunt was once again in the hospital so I drove from my home in Boulder, CO down to south Texas. A couple of days later Gary was telling how nothing had been going right for the past month. Everything seemed to be just off center. When I looked at him everything around him was dark with just a very thin white line between his body and the dark.

He told me of a couple of developments. When a new patient checked into the ICU Gary could tell if the patient would soon die and how soon. The doctors he told were amazed at his accuracy. The second development was when his problems started. He was called into help subdue a patient who was violently convulsing. The old man grabbed his arm and Gary felt a shock. In talking with the family Gary discovered the old man was a ‘brujo’, a Mexican male witch. Apparently in his throes approaching death the brujo had zapped him.

I suggested Gary and I meet the next afternoon. I listened to him tell me about himself and his family for the next 3 hours. When he left the light around him was strong and wide. The dark cloud was some distance from his body. Things started going right again. He had reclaimed himself.

A couple of years later Gary broke contact with me. I felt his Christian beliefs couldn’t be reconciled with his experiences around me and my unusual connections.

Hope you enjoyed this 3 part experience.

Texan, Part 2

Gary has 2 daughters. At the time the youngest was 14. He called and asked if I could check her out. She had changed overnight, literally. That was 3 days ago and she showed no signs of her previous personality. So we again arranged a connection time. Gary connected to his daughter and I through Gary.

A snake like creature was wrapped around her spine. Without thinking I just grabbed it and tossed it into the light where it sizzled briefly then disappeared. I didn’t really get a good look at it but did see a horn like claw at its tail. Gary got a much better look and also saw the clawed tail. The daughter was back to her previous self the next morning. Gary was concerned that he was dealing with evil, and maybe I was part of it. He went to his minister and described the situation, actions and the creature.

The minister retrieved a book from his library, opened it, and asked Gary if this was the creature he saw. Yes! Gary’s minister was studying demonology. He assured him that our exorcism was appropriate. When I went back in to search for the ‘demon’ my sense was that this was simply a being from another plane who had entered our realm through a rift in the barrier, and had returned. In his realm the wrapping around another was their way of being. He, or someone that looked like him, apologized. The rift was repaired.

Part 3 tomorrow.

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Texan in 3 parts

Background

Circa 1999 I was in Harlingen, TX to visit my aunt in an ICU. Her nurse was a really big male named Gary; bigger than me and I’m 6’3”, 220. Some way the conversation turned to laying-on-of-hands healing. I said I had done some and that when I returned home I would send him some suggested reading.

A couple of days later I decided to give it a shot and arranged to meet him to see if I could introduce him to laying-on-of-hands based on my Reiki background. I ran energy on him, easy. He ran energy on me, a natural. So we talked more and I frightened him a bit with a few stories of my adventures. Gary was a US Army Ranger in Vietnam and he was a strong Christian who believed in evil.

Texan, Part 1

Gary’s minister was estranged from a daughter who had been diagnosed as bipolar. Apparently the daughter’s strange behavior had alienated everyone. Gary asked if I would take a look and see if I could help. Sure, why not try. We set an appointment. Gary would go meditative and connect to the daughter and I would connect through Gary. We went in. My vision showed a male trying to escape from 4 sword wielding

males attempting to stick him. My sense was that this scenario started with betrayal during the Crusades. The pursued male seemed to have taken refuge in the daughter. I had no clue what to do. So I yelled Help.

And down floated Archangel Michael. At least he had white wings, blue costume and a sword. The four pursuers formed a semi-circle, stuck their swords into the ground and knelt to one knee with bowed heads. “Revenge Is No Longer An Option” That pronouncement resolved part of the problem. It was my first encounter with the power of Archangels, and Michael in particular.

The pursued ‘ghost’ liked residing in the daughter. I tried to convince him to leave but without success. I tried again later with some success. The daughter was significantly better for about 6 months. Gary arranged reconciliation with the family and she sought support from professional sources. But she couldn’t keep it. My sense was that she didn’t know how to be a normal female. The old crusader had lived in her too long. Sad ending to an interesting adventure, for me.

Part 2 Tomorrow

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