“As zero is the Now-moment of math, Now is the moment of Creation”

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 In the past few months I have received some very intriguing comments and questions about this chapter of my book FOAL and the Angels, so I thought it could be interesting to see the reaction of a different audience .  In this chapter it is Metatron who does almost all the talk , and in all honesty, I can’t say that either FOAL  or I have ever completely understood all the profound concepts He was sharing with us. His messages have always proved to be too complex, cryptic and provocative for FOAL`s taste and especially brains 🙂 , but anyway, let you be the judge.

Metatron

 This is Metatron, Foal. Just to make things clear, let me add to the being in the Now subject.

 Linearity of thought can be unbalancing, because it obeys two polar opposites: a cause and an effect, a beginning and an end, a plus and a minus.

But the moment of unlinearity is only one, plus-minus zero; that is the Moment of Now.

Forever in balance, forever existing, forever the minimum and the maximum of everything.

Enjoy this blissful moment then; it is all you have and all you can ever do.

 The power is in the potential it holds.

The potential is in the power it is.

Live your moment of choice and do not take it for granted.

The moment of Now is the source of energy that changes the worlds.

As zero is the Now-moment of math, Now is the moment of creation.

The moment of choice, the moment of God’s Choice.

Transmit these words.

Foal’s mind was in a whirlpool. “Zero is the Now-moment of math?” His mind screamed, “What could it possibly mean? Why is he telling me this? And what did he say . . . ‘to make things clear?’ Was he joking?”   The angel seemed to hear him and spoke in a softer voice.

 “Foal, writing on paper things you don’t understand is not easy. And now, since you’ve been asking, let us answer. Yes, as we told you.

Zero is the Now-moment of math.

Think about the importance of being in the Now-moment of your energy, of your choice. That is where the energy and potential is. That is the energy the zero holds for all your calculations.  The energy of potential, the dimension of potential.

 Zero has the property of shifting from past to future, from future to past; but think this in mathematics.

Zero in itself holds the great energy of adjustment. Zero is in the Now.”

 Foal didn’t dare to think because he knew he would be heard, yet he could not help wondering how “They” could think his little disconnected brain was ever going to make sense of all that. How much more gentle and easier had been the Angel of Now’s words. More than ever he felt inadequate for this job!   “God Supreme! Why is this coming to me? I am no big scientist or philosopher. Why did you choose me for your listener?”

 God Supreme spoke out of nowhere.  Simply put, Foal, you were asking for it. And whether you know it or not, your Soul was pelting me with requests for permission. Furthermore, you have a big heart and that transcends any sort of rational knowledge. You shall be my Messenger.

“Great,” mused Foal, “I must be very careful now about what I ask next time.”

 Foal! God Supreme boomed on, It is not for anybody to see all the way through. But see the One illuminated place in front of you, and you’ll go a long way. The Light will be shown one step at a time.  A lantern shedding Light on the Way, step by step, cobblestone by cobblestone, illuminated one at a time. But that’s all you need to have.  Keep the faith in you and don’t look at the abyss.   See only the one illuminated stone; your Now stepping stone.

 “For goodness sake!” Foal thought, a bit exasperated. “Even God was talking of Now now.” He almost wished he had never asked. He decided to call it a night and get mentally ready for what the next day might bring.  

The next angel was not an angel, or was he? He introduced himself as the Inner Child and had a twinkle and a trill in his voice.

 

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Whales` and Dolphins` synchronized water-dance Lucid Dream

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In my life I have had the joy of experiencing vividly beautiful dreams, uncanny out of body experiences, and truly insightful hypnagogic visions, but the lucid dream experience had always eluded me … that is, until now. The other night I was blessed with a taste of such incredible human experience, and although it lasted for only a few minutes, I am still so happy and mystified that it happened at all.

This infinitesimal moment of lucidity proved to become the catalyst for one of the most astounding spectacles I have ever witnessed and it bestowed such  gift I shall be forever grateful for.

So, here is my wonderful one-moment-lucidity dream story or actually dream vision from my Dream Journal!!

OCTOBER 23, 2013

 I was having a normal dream, which was getting more and more boring (don’t even remember it well). For some reason, the me inside the dream got really, really fed up and at one point shouted out loud:

“C’mon!! Show me something beautiful !!”

Just as I said this, the image changed completely.

 I am now looking at the blue ocean from somewhere above. And in front of my eyes there is an incredible seascape. On the left I see the shoreline with a beautiful sandy beach, and on the right is the blue ocean.

Now on the left area of the ocean I see a beeline of whales basically `standing` with their bodies half out of water and spraying water up in the air from their mouths. There must have been 30, 40 of them, more maybe. They were all standing in this position half body out, and spraying water upward at the same time.

More on the right, I see another row of whales (but of another type, these were humpback whales), and the first whale is jumping out of the sea on the right side, thumping the ocean surface with a massive  splash . I can see the surf surging upwards. Then next whale, this time doing the same thing but on the left , and next whale to the right, and the next one to the left, and this goes on and on, right, left, right , left for some 20, 30 whales if not more…

 A kind of synchronized swimming in order to make this exquisite dance of water sprays.

So from up in the sky where I am, I see on the left side of the ocean this row of standing whales spraying water upwards, and on the right this row of whales jumping one after the other out of the water alternately on the right and left.  It is an out-of-the -world view to behold ! all this beautiful water show of sprays !  and all these beautiful creatures ! Then as I zoom up on the `standing` row of whales on the left, I can see their faces from closer and realize that the first 20 or so were whales indeed, but the second half were dolphins, although they were almost as big as the whales .

Can you imagine this picture ??

This magnificent extravaganza of whales swimming, jumping, splashing, all the time making huge sprays of water, either from up their mouths or by jumping/falling onto the water, and on two different rows and going on for miles !!! a sort of synchronized water-dance show displayed for my benefit, and it seems at my request !!!

I couldn’t believe my eyes. To say that my dream-jaw dropped is an understatement!!!  I came back to normal consciousness too soon  indeed, but woke up in pure euphoria and gratitude for this incredible spectacle and performance they put up for me. After all, I had requested `something beautiful `, right??!!! And they gave me more than I could have imagined or ever hoped for!!!

Too bad that it lasted only for a few moments and that even after this inspiring experience  I can`t yet say I have had a full-scale lucid dream – at least to this day.

Nonetheless, we get what we get, and let`s be happy and grateful for what we receive, and graceful about it 🙂 !

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Introduction to “FOAL and the Angels”

 

lorymountainsquotes OK, this is a little different from my usual posts, but I thought I would like to share with you the introduction to my little book “FOAL and the Angels”. Without going into too many details, I do explain how it came to be.

INTRODUCTION

I consider and have always considered myself to be a very well-balanced, totally grounded person, leading a very normal life.

I was born in a Western European country and stud­ied several languages in order to become a simultaneous interpreter. My father was a doctor, and despite the fact that he was the best person in the whole world, he never talked of God or spiritual things. In my family I was the only one who went to church, maybe because I always felt this profound love for God inside. Nevertheless, I was always sitting alone in a dark corner of a small chapel inside the church, rather than taking an active part in the service.

But then, when I was 21, a very special thing hap­pened. I was invited to a Tibetan meditation by a friend, and I remember being very nervous about it. It was a first for me. I had never meditated before in my life, but I was interested in Oriental cultures, and so I joined the medi­tation. The most vivid memory I have of this event is that as the Lama was approaching each of us with some sacred objects in his hand, all I could think of was that he would immediately know that my mind was all over the place and was doing anything but meditating. So when it was my turn, I was really ashamed of my unmanageable thoughts and got mentally ready for a scolding.

What happened next defies logic or any rational explanation. As the Lama touched my forehead with some kind of relic, the world disappeared. I had this great sense of Light, like successive waves of Light coming out, rising out of me, out of my belly, and reaching out and out and out. It happened. Like that. Unexpected, not even asked for, since I had no idea what to expect or ask for.

After this I found I was changed; so poised, so bal­anced, so perfect. And I just could not get angry. Try as I might, even in provoking situations that would have usu­ally strongly irritated me, anger was nowhere to be found, it just could not rise. I clearly remember myself thinking “Oh, my God! I will never be able to get angry again!”  🙂 I was in blissful synch for a few weeks. Then it faded away, but it left a deep mark within me. To this day, I still don’t know why it happened so spontaneously.

The moment of short but intense momentary enlight­enment in Foal’s story gives a detailed picture of how it felt to me. It left me stunned and dazed, forced to believe the unbelievable.

While I received all the messages and dreams described here between 2004 and 2010, this experience actually goes back to 1975. And this is actually one of the very few liberties I took.

Then, just a bare month after this incredible thing happened, I met my Asian husband-to-be; I quickly and overwhelmingly fell in love, got married, and settled down in a foreign country. Adjusting to an Asian culture so totally different from mine absorbed the whole of me and took all my energy and time. I was preoccupied with being a good partner to my husband, raising kids, and working, all while learning a completely new language, culture, and cuisine, so that for almost 30 years, spiritual matters were left at the back of my mind, simmering there, relegated to a tiny corner in my brain.

Before going on with my story, let me stress this. I was so not a New Age person. I can’t stress this enough. New Age was just not my thing. I had actually never even heard of the term New Age until, about 10 years ago, I found it in a book I was reading, but it was used in such unflattering tones that, from the very start, I was totally biased against it.

Well, as it goes, one Christmas, just before I turned 50, one of my daughters presented me with a New Age book, On Wings of Light, channeled by Ronna Hermann. I still remember so clearly that the only reason I started reading it was that I was worried that my daughter might have gotten into a cult, and I wanted to check it out. Well, talk about spirituality! In fact, this wonderful book proved to be a true revelation to me and changed my life in more ways than I could have imagined. More than the words themselves, it is what happened while I was read­ing through it that was a true “wake-up call” for me. As I was reading a certain passage, the words, “I am Archangel Michael,” clearly stood out, totally overwhelming me.

I don’t know how to explain this, but while my eyes fell on those words, it felt as if a huge presence had just landed in front of me and physically struck me on the chest so strongly that I felt like falling back a few feet. And in my mind I heard a voice saying Hey! It is Me! Wake up! Dont you remember?

I was shaken to the core. This was so incredibly real to me that I struggled for a rational explanation for sev­eral days. To me, this was not one of those things that I could share easily, at least not in my world, so I kept it close inside. And as I struggled to come to terms with it, the stunning dreams started and the out-of-body experi­ences, too. What’s more, there was this feeling I could not shrug off of Essences all around me trying to com­municate something to me. As I realized that all these incidents must be connected somehow, I came to see that moment with Archangel Michael as a true Clarion call.

All this happened almost at the same time, raising a thousand questions inside me and a desire to know more, to understand more. I naturally fell into this pattern of daily prayer and nightly meditation that started me on this journey of self-discovery. I received all the messages (and there are so many more, actually) in this book dur­ing meditation or just before falling asleep at night. The words would flow so fast in my mind, that often, to keep up with that pace, I had to skip a word or two, if not part of the sentence itself.

What I describe here is almost exactly how it hap­pened, or at least, how it was felt and registered by my mind and in my mind. The main liberties I took were to squeeze the six-year span into a story that lasted just a few weeks and to leave out some repetitions. As for the dreams, I have reported them all exactly as they were. I have tried to keep as close to reality, to my reality, as I can.

So, is all this true? I don’t know. How could anyone possibly know? But genuine? Yes. It totally comes from the heart. The fine line between my imagination and inspiration was unknowingly blurred into one of a bigger Truth, becoming a sort of thick pipeline between two dif­ferent worlds. I experienced this from the inside out, liv­ing the fascinating and captivating dreams, being amazed at the beauty and wisdom of the messages. Nothing could be truer to me than this experience; nothing could be more real to me. It was an intensive course of wisdom,imparted through dreams, messages, and voices. I called it Angels’ School.

It took me a long time to get over my ever-present self-questioning doubts. And now, at last, I have finally set it down into words—words that feel so inadequate, wanting, and imperfect to describe such an experience. But if the angels’ messages and Foal’s experiences can help people understand their lives better, I will find value in it, and it will all be so worth my efforts. And I wanted so much to share it anyway; it is just too beautiful to keep it all to myself.

Besides, I was asked to write this down. And God does not take no for an answer. My greatest hope is that this may be read and cherished not only by already spiritually connected persons, but also by the “layman,” and that this may be the beginning of an awakening for them too, as it was for me.
This is a fairytale, a true fairytale.
It is about Foal and the angels.

 

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Who is the Thinker ?`me` or my brain? an OBE point of view “I AM, therefore I think”

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“I was flying near the ceiling, looking down at my body under my bed-covers asleep in bed. It looked pretty lifeless, one arm protruding out of the covers and my face half hidden in the pillow. Yet it was me all right, but that me didn’t look like it was thinking much. In fact, the `me ` thinking was the me hovering in air near the ceiling… “ (2010)

This is a passage from my OBE Journal and a defining moment in my life.
Until that moment I had always assumed I was able to think because I had a brain. I mean, it is thanks to my brain that I can do any thinking, right? … But what now ? Where was my brain? Not with me, as I could see my head – hopefully with a brain inside – right beneath me.
And as far as I could see, there was no piece missing that I might have taken along with me up to the ceiling … up to the ceiling where I was thinking so logically, so rationally, with such focus and clarity. And my brain nowhere near me.
Hey! I am saying I can see my brain and it`s nowhere near me !! And yet, I am thinking !

Well, call it a defining moment ! It was much more than that. It was confusing and eye-opening all at once. It baffled and mystified me. It made me re-think and re-value all I had thought I knew for true until that moment. And this really got me thinking  😉 !

So, if I can think without my brain, WHO IS THE THINKER ?? THE THINKER WHO DOESN`T NEED A BRAIN TO THINK ….. !!!

For the first time in my life I realized, like in a real deep knowing, that there was more to me than a physical body, that there was a Bigger Me who was doing all the thinking and who didn’t even need a brain to do it. Well, it didn`t seem to need it when I was out-of-body at any rate (as in an OBE or simply dreaming/sleeping, since this is also another form- albeit unconscious- of out of body).

So how does all this work ? When in our bodies, we cannot think without a brain. I daresay we can all agree on that. But when out of body, what/who is then doing the thinking ?
And what is the relationship between the two ?

I am certainly in no position to make big statements here, and besides, this is only my little personal blog full of all my absurd little stories, but I don’t believe anymore it’s my brain, on its own, that thinks.  It makes more sense to me to believe the brain is a kind of receiver, a tool that Awareness (Consciousness) uses to communicate with the physical body.
A Consciousness (or a part of Consciousness maybe, as we are supposed to be part of a whole) that uses the brain to download the thinking/reasoning process into the physical body, or that at least allows it.

In other words, just as radio and TV sets get waves of information from transmission stations around the Earth, the brain has the same ability to show information, received from a greater Awareness, as sounds and images to the rest of the body.
Of course, this is purely speculative. And I am not saying I am right, just sharing an experience which brought about an unexpected and to me revolutionary insight. However, the possibility that this could be true must at least be considered.
So the old quote  “I think, therefore I am”  feels a bit outdated to me.   I`d rather say  “I AM (Awareness), therefore I think”  😉 .

But of course, that could be only me !

Sadhguru Jaggi Vasudev, one of the greatest mystic yogis of our times and the one I admire the most, makes his followers meditate on this mantra: `I am not my body. I am not even my mind`.
Well, he is so right ! such inconceivable truth !! It just so happened that for me this revelation came with the compliments of an OB experience ! 

 

 

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“FOAL and the Angels”, a new Press Release

Foal and the Angels

“FOAL and the Angels” is a new book with a fascinating background for devotees of spirituality and self growth. Over the course of five years the author, received a series of insightful messages through his dreams.
Inspired to share the messages and discoveries of his journeys in astral projection, the author weaves the teachings through a semi-fictional narrative. Though the events are real, the book condenses the events to an easy to read story. This book is suitable for any age and makes for profound, yet easy reading.

The story is about spiritual awakening and forms what the author calls “Angels’ School.” It is the story of a boy who asks a thousand questions of God and the Angels. He receives his answers through dreams and insightful messages.

One of the most important lessons Foal learns is how easy it is to look within for guidance:
“What I describe here is almost exactly how it happened, or at least how it was felt and registered in my mind. So is all of this true? I don’t know. How could anyone possibly know? But genuine? Yes. It comes from the heart. The fine line between imagination and inspiration was unknowingly blurred into one of a bigger Truth, becoming a sort of thick pipeline between two different worlds.”

Despite the highly spiritual slant to the journey described within this 128 page book, it’s not necessary to be a spiritual person to gain some mental clarity on life and how to live a successful life in accord with your own nature.
Readers have been very receptive to the book and it holds a full five star rating on Amazon, where reviewers are calling it “healing,” “a simple yet powerful book,” and proclaim that having read it, “Life does make sense after all.”

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Ghost Busting In The Astral! (Shape-shifting-cat OBE)

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After my first three unforgettable OBEs, where I was attacked by ghost-like entities, my projections seemed to fall into this pattern of me `waking up ` in this `other world` in the blink of an eye, getting out of my body without even noticing it, and then going about my house looking out for any possible threat by `above-mentioned ill-inclined` astral entities, and in case `dealing` with them.
For reasons still hard to define, I seemed to turn into a true ghost-buster looking around for these vaporous astral forms and kicking their astral butt if I found any!

I, as the observer me (a much more innocuous me !), was totally mystified by this outrageous behavior and display of such different personality, so I dubbed her `Big-She-crazy-me`.

There were so many of these experiences in my first OBE years that I practically lost count, but to sum it up, it was all about this `she/me` sensing or seeing these negative energies in the house, either on the bed or in my room or in the corridors, and challenging them out.
Sometimes `she/me` would start softly, saying something like  “ I can take you to the Light”, but after feeling strong malevolence coming out of them, she would become incensed and wave her arms in strange movements, cutting the air as if trying to disperse or possibly dissolve them (although I have no idea whether this is possible or not).

Some other times yet this `she/me` would chide them as if they were unruly children and would respond to their bad pranks by telling them that by now they should know they had no power whatsoever over her (aka me!).
A true Vigilante of unruly and extremely annoying and naughty entities.  🙂

At the same time, I couldn`t help but notice how this `she/me` was always very careful in trying not to hurt them, and, as you will see, this uncanny element is very strongly present in this next OBE that I would like to share with you now.
It is a short one, but so vivid and so real that I don`t think I have ever been that real in my whole life !

And by the way, I need to remind you that in 2008 I still had no idea of what was happening to me and … WHY.
So once again, from my Dream Journal:

March 25, 2008   1 am.

God, it was so real. It happened again, right after falling asleep. For the first time I think I knew it was coming… It was more real than ever. So consciously moving and acting that maybe I didn’t even realize my body was asleep. I was so completely `there` inside that other body.

In spite of the weight and the pull of this strange gravity around me that always impedes my movements, I exercised all my strength, and was able to get to the light switch in a relatively short time (very often the `thick` air impedes my movements and it feels like ages before my hand can finally get to the switch).
Yet the light , as usual, didn`t turn on.
But then I realized that I had actually turned the light on, but `they` were there again, on the bed probably, and `they ` were absorbing the light.
This was confirmed by the fact that there was a halo at the edges of my room.

Their obstinacy in trying to infuriate me indeed irritated me and so I pulled the bed light out in order to make a focused beam on the bed (like a flash light) to see if I could see them, but it was too dim. I decided then to do something to bring in more light, like maybe go out of the room or open the door (I don’t remember exactly here) .
By this time I was quite geared up to what I can only define as `teach them a lesson`.
In trying to get to the door I took off my bed covers in the dark and, inexplicably, stood on the bed and took a few steps on the bed itself in order to climb down. ( have no idea why I had to stand on the bed to do this …)

As I took my second or third step, my right foot trod on something soft, soft as … flesh.
Now I seemed to be extremely concerned that I might have stepped on one of them and maybe hurt it , so I hastily lifted my leg up (funny that I care about not hurting them).
At the same time, all the while saying `I`ve got you now`,  my right hand went lightning-quick down to catch it (I really didn’t want to let it get away with this) and, to my greatest surprise, it found …fur…!
Anyway, I grabbed it, and this `thing` literally inserted its fangs deep inside the flesh of my hand, the hand that had caught it .
It was a cat, a very big cat, or it had shape-shifted into a cat, I don`t know.
The weird part was that the fierce bite should have hurt, but it didn’t, not a bit, in spite of the fact that I could feel the very shape of the sharp teeth inside my hand.

Getting angrier by the moment, I got off the bed with this cat held firmly in my right hand -its teeth deeply embedded in my flesh-, and finally got to the door.
And then I went on saying something so barely credible and astonishing and almost embarrassing, that the `little me` observing was totally dumbfounded.
Angry as I was, I yelled out these words exactly :
“You don`t understand that I am Love, Love, LOVE, and I SHALL LOVE YOU !” (this is so incredible , I still can’t believe I said it)
Well, anyway, so much for Love! It must have been Love in its most incensed form ! or a very passionate aspect of Love, to use an euphemism …!

Then I opened the door and one of my dogs Cookie (who died a few years ago) was sniffing around (did it smell `cat` ???).
I was trying to find a way to get rid of this cat, and as I looked down the stairs, I came to the decision of dropping it to the ground floor, but since I didn’t want to hurt it, I looked around for a good spot where it could land safely on its feet. I saw an open space and I dropped it there. Still a bit worried, I looked over the handrail and was relieved to see how nimbly it landed on its four paws.
Then I heard some water splashing sounds coming out of the bathroom, and wondered whether my husband was still taking a bath, and then woke up.

Considerations :
I am getting stronger.
I didn’t even feel the pain of the bite.
In waking up I was not even afraid, and now at almost 2 am., I know I am going to fall asleep again, but am not scared (yay!).
It`s not that I like these experiences, but now I know I can deal with them. In my own way. As I guess I am supposed to do.

YET … why do I go there, why do I HAVE TO go there?
Why is this happening to me??
To show me what ?? to tell me what ??
WHAT IS IT ? `WHY` IS IT ?
At the moment, I can’t see any reason for this or any positive outcome out of these experiences…I fight `them`, call them names, or when sick as I was last year, I am bullied by them…
This gift (is it a gift ???), how am I intended to use it?
DOES IT HAPPEN TO OTHER PEOPLE TOO??

 

 

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`How a Crystal sings in other dimensions`, an enchanted Out-Of –Body Experience

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Since most of my early OBEs were mainly about having `energy bouts` with some unkind astral entities, this beautiful experience was a welcome change and made me see how inspiring and mind blowing OBEs could be. There is indeed so much more to the astral than meets the eye, and I am finding out more with each new experience.

I value these experiences so much. The most transcendent moments of my life happened in dreams. The sense of connection with some part of me which is Higher and wiser, and with all the rest of Creation, the incredibly vivid landscapes, the living colors and sounds, and all the Love poured out in there are to me pure sublime experiences.

In 2006, when this particular experience took place, I still had no `OBE` term in my vocabulary, so I used to call them `physical dreams` to make a distinction from my `normal` dreams.

Now, once again, from my Dream Journal….how I met an old tiny but powerful friend…:

 

June 9, 2006    11.30 pm.     Almost Full Moon

Just after falling deeply, so deeply asleep.

Again one of those `asleep experiences` I call “physical” dreams . They usually start from the same position I am in bed and everything is so REAL and it feels exactly as if everything is happening in my room and in that very moment. 

 So I am sleeping in my bed, when M.S. (my good and huge friend from Germany) comes and sits by the side of my bed on a small chair that is not actually there in `waking reality`.  He is wearing a white drape-toga-like-garment, with short sleeves with a slit, and long to his ankles, with a loose rope at the waist.  I sit up on my bed in one smooth movement , leaving effortlessly and so nonchalantly  my physical body behind (and asleep !).

I am a bit surprised to see him. What is he doing here ? `How` is he here ?

I see that on his arm he is wearing a thin and simple one-string bracelet with just one small crystal in the middle. The crystal looks so tiny on his big arm. He starts telling me a bit about his trip with his wife I.Z. in Europe , and then quite suddenly he says :

“ But you must listen to this “

And he slowly lifts his arm and puts his wrist, where the bracelet’s crystal is, to my ear and, to my great astonishment, I hear the most incredible and beautiful sound …!

  The Crystal is singing …! It is literally singing into my ear …

Such a trill, so pure, so high, so full of joy. Pure joy.

A very high and strong sound, like the trill of water turned into music, into a stunning melody.

 

It was strange. It was definitely one sound, but it felt and sounded like a symphony .

I have never heard anything like it, and I can`t explain in understandable words how unearthly it was.

The feeling that it was singing for me was intimate and wonderful, full of Love and Joy at the same time.

Like meeting an old friend again after a longtime …

 

The trill sound goes on, possibly for a few minutes, and it gets stronger and stronger , higher and higher until it starts hurting the inside of my ears; still it is so beautiful, that I do not want to acknowledge the starting discomfort. Until I do… but I don’t remember well here.

Next thing I know, M.S. is not there anymore, and I am walking in my room in this `other` body, and my room is the same but also slightly different. As I look around, I see a plant in a vase on a high shelf near a little window (which is actually not there in my real room).

It is a luscious , beautifully green plant with, at the end of its 3 long thick leaves, 3 big buds of flowers, or fruits (??). They look like parts or extremities of the leaves themselves. (Maybe a tropical plant ??)

The curtain of the little window is half drawn and from there suffused golden light is shining on the plant. It is actually an amazing sight, so surreal. Like it is snowing golden powder of Light on it. It looks as if particles of gold are floating over its leaves. It feels so beautiful and peaceful . Yes, especially peaceful .

 Then, close to it, I see another vase, more rectangular in shape, with a plant which instead has been cut to the very stem. Yet from the soil I can see so many new buds or stems coming out again, stronger and stronger. I look at it in a stupor. I know I am being told/shown something important. As if life that had been cut, comes back again and again, stronger and stronger. Indestructible.

 I wake up with these images burnt on my retina, so vivid in my eyes .

 

 Reflections:

The whole dream was full of good Energy and a wonderful feeling. (and by the way, so glad that this time I didn`t need to be my usual ghost-buster self 🙂 …)

First, the Crystal Song, then the 3 big buds with golden light shining on them, and then Life always re-generating itself, even if cut down.  Yet, I’m still amazed at the sound of the Crystal . I could hear it so clearly, so distinctly, so real.

 I have never heard anything more beautiful or powerful.

The first trill reminded me of the Water trill-sound Arjuna (a sound artist I know) makes. Arjuna’s Voice of Water. Then it became much stronger than that, and more like a one-sound symphony (which in human terms doesn`t make sense) ; and at one point my ear could not take it anymore…

I realize our ears are not ready for such pure sound yet.

And the suffused light powder, like miniscule golden flakes outpouring Love essence, this Divine feeling …  a strong sense of sacred again. This has shown up so often of lately, both in my dreams and in this kind of strange experiences.

The sense of SACRED. Of pure sacred beauty, of Love, of peace.

Of course ,  I woke up in a bliss.

 

 

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“Life is….

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“LIFE IS A DEED OF TRUST”

“GOD TRUSTED YOU WITH LIFE”

When I first received these words, I was totally overwhelmed by the sheer power of the statement.

Just a few syllables, but enough to turn my world upside down.

You see, as it happens, I was raised in a catholic culture and for many years went to catholic school, where it was obligatory to take religion classes.

If memory serves me, in all those classes, I was always being taught I had to trust in God, to trust He knows better, to trust He knows all, to trust He will take care of me, and so on. Not once had I heard that God trusted me, not only that, but that He trusted me with LIFE !!!

This statement was to me as mind-blowing as eye-opening, mm, more than that, make it heart-opening. It opened my heart, completely and irrationally, it opened the way to the knowledge that comes through the heart.

As it is, rationally, I couldn’t quite follow, but deep inside me these profound sounds resonated like a booming truth, like nothing else had before.

All those many hours of religion classes wiped away in one clean stroke !

And then, when I was still struggling to follow and absorb, there came the final statement:

“YOU WERE BORN BECAUSE YOU WERE TRUSTED”

…………….. Second wave of blissful astonishment washing over me … I was born because I had been trusted …. ??? WOW!!

My mind felt like splitting open like the Red Sea in an effort to absorb this new kind of knowledge in all its profundity. I needed to spend some time alone with these words, some quiet time alone with these words.

I closed the door of my room and meditated. I needed some time to digest all this, I felt the need to make it mine, to pull its essence /teaching/truth into every fiber and cell of my body. And to see where it was taking me. 

And then, for the first time, I really kind of saw it.

Just as God had trusted me with life, He was also trusting me now with the writing of this little book, `His` little book.

All He was gently imparting to me in dreams and waking meditations could not be meant for me only; I could not be given all this and not share it.

He was telling me this was part of the LIFE He had trusted me with.

How could I let His trust down?

I think this is the very moment when FOAL and the Angels was conceived, as a book , I mean, and not as a bundle of uncoordinated pages of messages and dreams .

 

 

 

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SLEEP PARALYSIS…how I always fought it (had no clue it was the harbinger of an OBE)

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“Again, it`s happened again. As I fall asleep, I feel as if I shut my extremely heavy eyelids and fall into a tunnel of deep sleep. Then a mini-second later I re-open them and `there` I am , in this strange `atmosphere` ! It feels like gravity has become a millionth time stronger, and it is very dark around me and the air feels heavy, as if somebody is trying to hold me down, to pin me down, and the whole of me resists it and fights back. And although it takes enormous effort on my part to move even only one inch, I always seem to win this strange inexplicable battle and start moving around on my bed and in my very bedroom as if I were totally awake and conscious. Strangely enough, although at first I need all my strength to be able to move my arms and body, once I start moving, I can move and glide at extreme speed”.   

These are words from my Dream Journal of some ten years ago….when I could not explain what was happening to me at night.

In my search for an explanation I started buying books on dreams and related topics in the hope of finding something similar to my own experiences.  And I  did indeed bump into the word OBE or Astral Projection several times, but I always dismissed it because of the associated symptoms of being paralyzed (as in Sleep Paralysis), of hearing loud noises or buzzing, of having strong vibrations all through your body, or else seeing strange visions at times demonic, ghostly etc.

I simply could not relate to any of it, since none of this had actually ever happened to me, except maybe for the demonic ghostly visions, but at that time, more than visions, they were more like energy fields kind of `fighting` me, or at least this is how I processed it at the time.

So, unfortunately, I discarded too quickly the possibility that I was having out of body experiences, and went on searching. What a waste of time, I must say.  This is actually the reason why it took me five long years to find a book that made me finally realize that I needed look no further, and that what I was experiencing were indeed out of body experiences.

Until a few months ago, before joining some Astral Groups and Forums, I would have sworn that I had never experienced Sleep Paralysis before an OBE, but reading many of my fellow travelers` posts made me realize that in truth, possibly, I had.   In fact, what I have just described in the very first paragraph of this article was, in all probability, exactly `it`. Or, at least, a version of it.  

The fact that I had never felt paralyzed, not once, neither completely nor partially, and that I had never heard loud noises or had any vibrations/buzzing of any sort had been keeping me off-target, but now, with all my new friends` experiences to learn from, I knew better.

I could see how the darkness and the feeling of being pinned down was exactly what most people were also describing in their experiences. My own personal experience may have been a bit uncharacteristic , but at the end of the day, we were describing the same phenomenon.

The only thing that seemed to make a difference was that for some reason I was fighting it so hard that, as a result, I was always moving, if only by inches, so that I never regarded myself as in a state of paralysis at all.

I don’t know how unusual /rare it is for a newcomer, like I was ten years ago, not to have Sleep Paralysis, vibrations or sounds of any kind, yet by now I know there are many more like me.

 Oh! how I would have loved to find in all those books I bought years ago at least some paragraphs dedicated to experiences like mine, that is, not totally orthodox.

It would have saved me for certain many a troubled nights.  🙂

 

 

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“I AM here to manifest you, Lord. Make me`LOVE`.” an OBE after a Prayer

 

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 After some five years of the mystifying experiences  I called `physical dreams` (but now I know were actually `etheric out-of-body projections`), I found Buhlman`s and Monroe`s books and got myself some reasonable tools to deal with these inexplicable nightly occurrences.
I knew what I was dealing with now and what to say for more clarity and also what to do in order not to go back into my sleeping body, so with all this new arsenal of information, my out of body experiences took a different turn. I was not touching things as I was before in such physical way that I couldn’t believe I was asleep, and I was not so focused on dispersing negative energies around me, as a true ghost buster. Rather, I started flying and passing through walls. This was a first for me.

So this is how a new chapter in my `night-life` started !
This particular night, just before sleep and just out of nowhere, these words of Prayer took form and voice, and so I prayed  : `

“I AM HERE TO MANIFEST YOU, LORD.

I NEED TO BE LOVE TO MANIFEST YOU, LORD.

MAKE ME “LOVE”.”

Now as always, let my Journal speak !

 April 25, 2010        1 am.

 I prayed so spontaneuosly:

 “I AM HERE TO MANIFEST YOU, LORD.  I NEED TO BE LOVE TO MANIFEST YOU, LORD.  MAKE ME “LOVE”.”

 Then as I tried to sleep, but couldn’t, I got up and went to the bathroom. Came back to bed, did the Dream Paraliminal CD, then took the earphones out.

Kind of feeling something may be happening. Had been having light vibrations since after 11.30 pm.

Now, vibrations are a new thing for me. Wonder if it is because of the influence of the OBE books. Before reading all these books, I never felt any vibrations at all,  just found myself in the center of my room  and sooooo out of body.

  1.30 am.  OBE

Again, without any vibration, I am conscious of moving out of my body, just a slight shoulder twist and up sitting on the bed.

The separation is smooth. No sounds, no strong vibrations, just OUT like that.

But after this, things are not smooth at all.

Find myself near the ceiling, but not really in control, then I  fly down closer to the floor, and go around the perimeter of my room in circles,  like a merry-go-round. (mmm, very funny …)

 Then I am up near the ceiling again, also going round and round but feels like I don`t know well what I`m doing. (Also the very first time that this happened, several months ago, I was going around my chandelier like forever, like stupid forever!!!)

I squeeze my eyes, just as when you watch a scary movie,  because I am afraid that if I see my sleeping body, I may be sucked back in. I don`t want to go back into my body, want to try some more of this.

 Then I recall Buhlman`s words that I should say “Awareness now” or “Clarity now “, and  I do so, but the result is not as good or as strong as I thought.

 I am still in my room and struggling for control, but finally do manage to fly up again near the ceiling and joyfully start cavorting in the air for the pure pleasure of it. I love this !!! I feel like a kid!

Maybe feeling more confident, decide it is safe to open my eyes completely, and see if I can really see my sleeping body in the bed. I am still afraid I may go back into my body if I see it, but I try anyway.

At this moment I am near the ceiling just above the upper frame of my bedroom door, and from there I look down, and there I am !! wow . What can I say …

Under the covers of my bed, there is the silhouette of a body with a foot and an arm sticking out of the bedcovers. I can`t see my face though, it`s too dark and the bed is too far, and besides, the face is looking the other way.

I am thrilled that I can really see me and still be in the air, so I decide to try go downstairs.  Actually I want to try say “Universe”, but  don`t feel too confident in my astral navigation system ( 🙂 !), and abort this plan .

 As I start to move, I remember Buhlman said I could pass through walls if I wanted, but I somehow hesitate. I am afraid of trying and not succeeding. Then kind of pull myself together and look at the wall with determination. I start by pressing my right shoulder against it and push. Then push some more. Feel some resistance at first, but then wow! I simply go through !!  I am elated at this, that it is all true and that I can do it. Decide to `fly` downstairs and go to the entrance hall.

 Here I am struggling to stay OBE, so I try to concentrate on out-of-body things, don’t remember well here, but I am finally able to go out of the house. Before I know it, I am in my garden and for some reason, I start going up and up at extreme speed all the while repeating (maybe afraid ??) “I love you God” over and over again.

It all feels like a blur and it`s kind of a bit vague here. Then it feels like I`m being pulled back to my body, but I am actually rather hovering just above it.  I am desperately trying not to go in yet.  Then I go in, but know /feel I can go out again, and so I do.  For a while, I seem to be playing at going in and out, several times in a row, don’t know why, but then I wake up inside the body.

 Big points :

Moving out smoothly

Not good control of flying

Flying in circles

Seeing myself from above in bed

Getting some control, happily cavorting near the ceiling (and maybe in the sky too, but it`s only a vague remembrance here)

Passing through the wall

Repeating “I love you God”

 

Well, not truly exhilarating as many of those OBEs stories I read about, but a new start for sure.

Different from my `physical dreams` (etheric projections) where everything is so very physical and the me in there is so super-focused and like on a true mission.  In this experience, I am much more conscious of being `me`,  clearly remembering all I had read in Bulhman`s and Monroe`s books.

Thinking so rationally, so logically, so …with my brain. With the exception that my brain was in the bed sleeping with me ….mmmm… so what ? we don`t need the brain to think ????? but really ?? WOW! Who is thinking then?? WHO IS THE THINKER ??

 

 

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