“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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“The meaning of deserving is human made; the meaning of reward is earth-bound.
When you get there, you will have transcended the concept of reward; you will be beyond the concept of merit.
You will feel the perfection and the ease and the peace.
Love is the ultimate perfection of you.
Lacking nothing, exceeding nothing … perfect in its Being. ” (Archangel Michael)

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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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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Astral Tree Hugging, Unexpected Guides and Superman flying OBE

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This time I shall just let my Journal talk, since I am still pondering on the very many meanings and teachings of this OBE.

April 19, 20014   1~3 am? (Holy Friday night)

Before sleeping, I had given intent to meet my Guides, or the Guide who was most important for me at the moment.
It starts as a dream.  At one point I see me lying down supine on a huge belt conveyor that is moving backwards at tremendous speed (which means I am going backwards too, can’t actually see where I am going).
Here I become conscious and for some reason think “This is a wonderful chance to get out of body!” (although it beats me why I thought so )
So, as I`m moving backwards at incredible speed, in order to facilitate the process of getting out of body I raise my arms backwards like in Superman style but belly up (again have no idea why this would be facilitating the process).

Anyway, I can really feel the moment of detach.
It starts from my fingertips and hands, then arms and then my torso tilted at 45 degrees and smoothly getting out of the body as if it were a glove. I actually remember seeing my `fingers` (astral fingers) getting out of my physical fingers, exactly like a glove (but it was the dream body, right, I was getting out of , so that would be a third body (wow!)??).

I start flying up at great speed, higher and higher, yet still belly up !! I kind of like it, but realize this is not the most comfortable of positions, and also that I am actually flying like Superman, and just as fast as he would ( had never done it before). The thing is I need to change my belly up position to belly down position and at that speed I am not sure I can do it. I decide to try, and in fact I succeed in easily turning myself down and start flying like a proper Superman ! YAY ! The only difference would be that my fingers are stretched out and not curled in fists !!
I enjoy going at great speed up and down, here and there for fun, although must say that I don’t remember seeing any beautiful panoramas or views , just the blue sky and white clouds.

Now at some point here I very lucidly remember that before falling asleep, I had given intent to meet my Guides, and so I say out loud `I want to meet my Guides!`
Just as I say this, I am propelled straight up, vertically up, higher and higher at extreme speed. All of a sudden I stop and find myself squashed to a huge trunk of a huge tree, pretty much like a fly on a wall but face to the wall. I am confused at first.

I look at this tree and then look around. There is a whole forest of these trees. They look  like Redwoods, but they are maybe more than 200 or 300 meters tall. I can’t actually see the bottom. The trunk I am compressed to is maybe 2 meters in diameter (not that big in proportion to the height).
Then as I look back at the tree trunk, trying to get an `understandable` grip of all this, it hits me .

“OH! I SEE !!!! The Tree is my Guide !”
And for some reason, this seems to make sense to me, that a tree could be my guide (I have always loved trees since I was child, even calling them my brothers).

A sense of Love and gratitude and joy springs up from inside me and I hug the tree, truly embrace it.
And I hug it with both my arms spread wide and my face turned to the left (right cheek on the trunk).
Now, as I am in this position, just a few inches on the left, I see a wooden cross hung or stuck to the tree, not big, maybe some 30 cm., with the Christ on it (similar to one I have home).
Now, and I don’t know how to explain this, this really surprises me; I am completely, completely taken aback.
It is so unexpected. I just can’t seem to process/download/accept it in my mind.

Then I turn a bit on the right, and again very close to me, there is a small image of Mary.
I feel double-shocked, also again I am totally taken aback. I didn’t expect this either.
Of course it is not that I don’t appreciate this, rather quite the opposite. To me, they are quite a bit beyond …`guides`.
I am so surprised because I had asked to meet my Guides, and funny as it sounds, while meeting the big tree as a guide didn’t surprise me a bit, it seems I was not able to make sense of Jesus and Mary being there ….as my Guides?? … always imagined Guides more like ex-people or ex-BIG-people lol.
Or maybe I wonder whether They (Jesus and Mary) were there just as symbols, since there were only images of Them after all.

Well, anyway, don’t know if it was because of the shock of not being able to process this , but it`s either I don’t remember what happens next or I just fell into a dream. Actually I vaguely remember spending the rest of the night tumbling from one dream into another !

Not sure what to make of all this yet, but I woke up so happy of having succeeded in becoming conscious and in remembering my intent and in flying Superman -style (loved it !!). And most of all, of course, happy of meeting my … Guides !! but honestly, not one of Them was close to anything I would have expected.

PS. In the beginning of the dream when I became conscious/lucid, for some reason I thought that speeding backwards was a chance to get out of body … have no idea why I thought so.

So maybe, I guess, there are other parts of me or other me-s who know things I don’t know or, at least, don’t remember.

 

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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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The day Water came and talked to me

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Yes, I know, it is quite an outlandish title, but what else could I call it ? That morning, after waking up, I went directly to my family and told them `Water came and talked to me !`.

This was exactly my feeling right after this dream. Honestly, to this day, I still have no clear idea about what message it was supposed to convey to me, yet it was a mindboggling experience, so clear in vision, colors and details. But maybe you should read the dream first before I go on analyzing.

 So, as always, from my old buddy, My Dream Journal.

 June 29  2005   3-4 am.   

WATER MOLECULE dream

 It starts with the scene of two men standing in front of a whitish backdrop.  The one on the right is a” science man “ (for some reason I seem to know this). The man on the left is looking up with a strange expression and I see his face slowly changing into what at first I think is a wolf`s muzzle, but then realize it is more like an elongated beak. The feeling is that something is not right, as if there has been a mistake of some sort.

Then, the scene skips and I find myself in a big factory-like place with many man-made kind of slightly elevated canal-conveyors, lined up in rows and using up the whole room`s space. They reach just below my waist .

I approach one of these tubular conduits and look down.  Water is flowing fast in them, and every other few meters, there are big black metal boxes over the conduits, like bridges or maybe scanners ??? ( like at Airports).

The feeling I get is that when water passes under them, its structure is somehow changed.

I am standing right by their side looking down puzzled at the rapidly flowing water, trying to understand what I am being shown.

Suddenly, right from the flowing water itself, an image jumps out and gets bigger and bigger in front of my eyes. Almost like a hologram (some 20 inches in height).

 It is water but in a shape I have never seen before.  It looks like a bunch of grapes and each grape (the berry part) is a little spinning water ball. The water balls are crystal clear and spinning clockwise.

They are spinning at incredible speed and I can clearly see the water spinning inside; well, this is not the best description maybe, since the  little balls themselves are made of water, they ARE water.

And of all things I could be thinking of in this moment, the only thought that seems to cross my mind is that the incredible speed they are spinning at must be the reason why water is not spilling out.

I am so rationally thinking in this dream, quite incredible, as if I were awake.

 Now as I look better, on top of the water grapes there is a kind of… how can I describe it… little roof, or maybe lid, over it. It has a strange shape.  It is a thin and rectangular-shaped kind of lid (some 1-2 inches in length) with something smaller and of round shape on top of it. Both are of darkish / reddish brown color.  And for some strange reason, these lids don`t feel right.

 I am stunned at this kind of eerie hologram image floating and spinning right in front of my eyes, and get even more stunned when it starts speaking to me in what can only be called `great distress`.

It says these strange words in such heart-breaking anguished tone:

“Look at my face! Look at what they`ve done to me”.

 It is undeniably an SOS call. In the dream I don`t seem to have any doubt about this. Water is reaching out to me for help… but … to me …?? What on earth could I ever do to help?  Why does it come to me of all people?

 All these thoughts seem to rush simultaneously into my mind and yet I have the uncanny feeling that `Water` is telling me, as if `it` thought I were in a position to help, or had the power in me to help, which I have not.

Should I tell somebody then? but who ? and tell what ?

 Incredible as it may seem, I was this lucid and conscious in the dream, speculating rationally on what Water could ever expect of me and of course questioning my powers to help.

But the feeling in the dream was of something gone very, very awry.  Water was emanating this feeling of great worry and concern, as if it was telling me “ What shall we do now ? how do we deal with this?”  Something had indeed gone very bad and I could feel people’s awareness (although I didn`t see people around) getting very worried.

 At this point I woke up.  Maybe my too much `thinking` in the dream made me too conscious and I woke up.

 REFLECTIONS:

Well, I have reflected a lot about this, but still cannot come up with a `makes-real-sense-to-me` answer.

What was it all about ? what can I make out of it ?

I even did some random Google search, hoping to find inspiration, but could not come up with anything that gave me any worthy idea, yet I did find out that the water molecule has indeed the structure of a cluster, very much like the cluster of vine grapes I had seen in the dream !!!  To me, this finding was dumbfounding and astounding and totally flabbergasting. I was pretty much rendered speechless .

I have also been thinking of the 2011 Fukushima nuclear disaster, and all the contaminated water they are still dumping in the sea to this day.  So, is it about contaminated water? But at the same time, in the dream there was a sense of experiments gone awry. It was quite a strong feeling, yet at the moment I still cannot make sense of this.

If anyone among my readers had any suggestions, they would be welcome !!

As a final word … Whenever I see water in any form now, even after so many years, I can`t help but remember what an uncanny and beautifully eerie shape it had in my dream. And I am so very thankful for this unexpected visit ! ♥

 

 

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From the Spiritual Realm … “FOAL and the Angels” , an interview by Nick Wale

 

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I would like to share this interview about FOAL and the Angels by Nick Wale. I loved the questions and it was fun answering them. 🙂  So here is what Nick says and asks :

Foal Revealed! An Inspiring Interview With Foal          by nickwale

A Conversation With FOAL

Author of FOAL AND THE ANGELS—Wisdom Comes Through: A Journey of Understanding

FROM THE SPIRITUAL REALM

Nick : I would like to begin by asking where the ideas behind FOAL and the Angels came from? What was your main inspiration?

FOAL : Well, you start with the most controversial question for me! Truth be told, the story of this book was given to me practically during my sleep and during meditation. And sometimes it was even whispered in my ears  by invisible friends… not joking here! If you asked me about some particular sentences that I remember well, I could even tell you which ear it was, left or right!  So I am afraid I don’t really have a main inspiration. All these incredible `teaching` dreams were the inspiration in themselves, and a gift at the same time. Yes, a gift! From whom, you ask? Well, THAT is the question, right?  But does it really matter if they were Angels or God or a Collective Consciousness or simply my subconscious? They are beautiful and so wise and they hold a huge and profound lesson of growth and potential for everyone. At least so I hope.

Do you have a specific writing style?

Honestly, I don’t know if I have a `specific` style, I have never even thought about it. I just write the only way I know!

Is there a message in your novel that you want readers to grasp?

Yes. And I am very passionate about this. At night, but not only at night, we do have a chance at communicating with other layers of dimensions and of course with the inhabitants of those dimensions.  If we are willing to give it a real try and keep an open heart, this is an avenue open to practically anybody because everybody dreams, right? Of course, this is not something I can prove to you rationally, but if you asked any real dreamer or OBE (out of body experience) traveller, they will all tell you the same thing.

Now, since I am really no scientist, I can speak only from some very personal experiences, but I know that with the quantum theory we are closing up the gap between science and spirituality, and am pretty sure that in a very near future, many of the so-called spiritual theories will be well vindicated by science itself.

What books have most influenced your life?

Well, I love the Bronte sisters and Daphne Du Maurier in particular, especially if we talk of writing styles.

If you had to choose, which writer would you consider a mentor?

In this very moment of my life, I would choose Robert Moss, as I feel very close to his way of looking at dreams, astral travels, other dimensions and besides, I really love the way he writes. Pure poetry in prose.

What books are you reading now?

I am skimming a few of Swedenborg`s books right now, and just started perusing the Upanishads.  But don’t worry! I also read lighter stuff like Harry Potter, Twilight, etc!

Name one entity that you feel supported you outside of family members.

Entity? Do you mean a person or invisible entity?  Before the publishing of FOAL and the Angels, a few friends were very supportive indeed with all the reading/editing stuff, but more recently, Anthropology Professor Marco Pardi and inspirational author Denise Barry showed me the greatest support in helping spread the word.

However, if you`re asking about invisible entities… well, as far as I am concerned, there were very many!

Do you see writing as a career?

I didn’t start writing to make a career. Writing is something I enjoy doing, and in FOAL and the Angels’ particular case it really felt as if it was requested I shared my experience with others.

If you had to do it all over again, would you change anything about your book?

No, I couldn’t change anything. In fact, I put a lot of effort in trying not to change anything at all, and focused on reporting exactly the dreams and voices as the experiences they were for me.

Do you recall how your interest in writing originated?

I have been writing poems since I was ten, so I guess that is when it originally started.

Who designed the cover?

I really like my book cover. It was designed by professional designers at Turning Stone Press. They sent me a few to choose from, but this one was just too perfect to be true!

What was the hardest part of writing your book?

To find the right ‘personal/impersonal’ thread to stitch all the dreams and messages together into the format of a fairytale, without making it too private.

Did you learn anything from writing your book and what was it?

‘Learn anything’ is definitely an understatement. I learned so much I could hardly put everything in any book. But to sum it up, I daresay that it taught me how to live in a more conscious way; it taught me that every little action counts, every thought we have is of the utmost importance, every insignificant word makes a difference, and we must not let these moments pass us by unconsciously. We are here to live every moment.

Do you have anything specific that you want to say to your readers?

Don’t ever let yourself believe you are alone in this world. Actually, there is quite a crowd indeed of, so to speak, ‘imaginary’ friends around us all the time!

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You can connect with FOAL on Facebook (https://www.facebook.com/FoalAndTheAngels) or his blog (https://spiritualjourneyofthesoul.wordpress.com/)

 

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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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