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Dec 1 2013

So how did the Angels come by and whisper in my head ??

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Well, this is a tricky subject, because many people don’t believe in Angels or in the possibility that they talk to us in various ways.
Yet, I must report the experience how it happened or, if you prefer, how it was felt and lived by me.
In my book FOAL and the Angels I wrote about how dreams and messages from the Angels led me on a spiritual path and on adventures (…spiritual adventures :-)) I would never have thought possible.
I called it Angels` school, simply and mainly because I happen to come from a Christian country and tradition, but this is just a word, like many others, and I dare say it is most certainly not how `they` call themselves when they communicate with each other . Besides, if I were Muslim, or Hindu or Shintoist, I would be calling it in a different way anyhow.
I think that every culture on this earth has a particular name for these `essences` or `energy beings` or whatever terminology we may like to use when referring to what/who generally goes by the term of `Angels`.
Maybe they have no name, or maybe they have names that we cannot even actually pronounce, or cannot even start to imagine, because they are so out of our dimension of life that we cannot fathom their true reality…
But however we may call them, my personal experience taught me that they can and actually are willing to communicate with us, if we open our hearts up, and leave the doubts behind.
And this is what is most important of all.

So, going back to our title, ‘How did the Angels come by and whisper in my head ??`, I don’t even remember exactly how it started, but I do recall it was just a few words at first. Then maybe more acceptance on my part made it possible for the deluge of words to start cascading into my sleepy head. And when I say deluge, I actually mean it. I was being overwhelmed with sentence after sentence of such beauty and wisdom I knew it could not possibly come from my own messed-up mind. And these words whispered in my head by unfathomable Beings were literally cascading in my mind at such speed that I had a hard time keeping up writing all down. At times I was compelled to skip words, just to be able to catch the next sentence.
Every night, I would arm myself with pen and paper, and, groggily lying down on my bed, would wait for the symphony to start. And together with the words, the feeling of Love, of great, warm Love would pour in. It was more beautiful than I could ever tell, and yet, more times than I care to remember, I fell asleep on that very notebook with only but a few sentences jotted down, just for waking up in the morning bashing myself for my ludicrous inadequacy. The regret I always felt for having lost some of the angelic words was more than I could sometimes bear.
It was impossible or at least inconceivable to me that all these words of pages and pages and pages of transcended sublime Love could have come from my own little-and-not-so-wise mind. Or well, if they had (and who am I to say ??!!), it must then be from that part of us who is an Angel or close in essence to an Angel, what I hear is often called The Higher Self.

But in spite of all this, in spite of all the beauty, of all the Love and wisdom, doubts found a way in.
Doubts always find a way in, it seems, and inevitably flooded my mind and sometimes overwhelmed my senses. And that was pure misery. I felt lost and afraid I would not be able or allowed to hear the `words ` again. But a pure heart asking humbly for help is never ignored by such Beings. Despite the utmost inadequacy of my meager self, despite all the doubts crippling me at times, `they` still kept coming in.

I did insert many of these messages in my book FOAL and the Angels, yet they are but a tiny fragment of the thousands of pages I actually wrote down in the span of 6-7 years.
That was the time when, together with these angelic messages, I started to have totally unexpected out of body experiences and dreams, dreams, dreams…exquisite dreams, the most impossibly beautiful dreams. It was 2004, and all the wonder I was left with, after the beauty of the dreams and the insanity of the OBEs faded, well, all that wonder led me to a spiritual awakening that changed my life for sure.

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Foal and the Angels

Nov 7 2013

Our minds must sacrifice greatly, so they crystallize. And here comes the dream…to de-crystallize

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(photography by ROBERT MOSS, BIG AUTHOR OF BIG FABULOUS BOOKS ON DREAMING)

Can I talk some more about dreams? Then, sure, I`ll go back to my OBEs, but dreams is something I have given a LOT of thought to.

They intrigue me, and make me wonder about their nature, their language, their message, their divinity. It’s such an incredible form of communication and such a valuable guidance system. Every morning gratitude for this great gift springs out of my heart.

Dreaming is universal. It occurs in all persons of any age, sex, religion, country or nationality, and in a language that is specifically and uniquely pertinent to that very person and that person only. So yes, I firmly believe the best interpreter of a dream is the very dreamer himself/herself.

Dreams have this peculiarity of seeming to be aware of our inner thoughts, our most intimate details, and our oldest memories. They know all about us and despite the fact that they are on `our ` side (meaning trying to help us), they will give us a very objective perspective of our situation.

 Trust the dreams to tell you what you don`t want to know !!  (But what you actually need to know!!!)

We know from scientific experiments that dreams are a necessity to our wellbeing and balance of mind, but – and this never ceases to amaze me- it seems to be a necessity not attached to the prerequisite of being understood or even remembered by us. I mean, we may not be aware of our dreams, we may not even remember them, nor have a clue at what they mean. But in spite of all this, we need to dream . If deprived of dreaming humans seem to be bound to become very neurotic, disturbed persons.

Humans cannot live without sleep as Soul cannot live without dreaming. Dreaming is when our Soul wishes to roam about free again, and it leaves our body. Soul, being Spirit and thence freedom, longs for that very freedom and chooses to take relief in the multi-dimensions of dreams. Sleep and dreams are the needed valves of release from pent-up energies that have been accumulated in years and years, and maybe , lives and lives.

It is the fastest, easiest way known to any human being, even to the least enlightened one, to connect into Source, to connect with his True Inner Self. It is a gift bestowed upon all. What a gift !

Our Soul needs rest from our body and bodily restrictions. It needs an `escape out` for just a little while. In dreams it`s as if the Portals open up inside us. There are so many and so different types of Portals, as there are so many different dimensions. This shifting from one dimension to the other is so simple and boundary-less during dreams, that we all should be really, really astonished at its awesomeness and simplicity at the same time. It happens without the least effort, without us asking for it, and it happens to everybody !

DREAMS ARE MULTI-DIMENSIONAL EXPERIENCES. It does feel like there are dimensions and sub-dimensions in the dreaming journey we take every night. At least, so it seems to me ,and it fascinates me.

And besides, as I mentioned above, it is also an extremely efficient way for Communication.  The one that connects us to the World of the Soul. A direct unconscious line to the Source.  Thanks to this connection, the dream dimension is indeed  the great inspirational source of the Human Soul,  oftentimes wrongly attributed to great insights of the Mind.

Great music, breakthroughs, innovative thinking , miracles and so on, are mostly born out of these sleep-dream dimensions and the abundance of inspirations that we can harvest there. So next time that we are about to say `Oh, no big deal, it was just a dream…`, let`s remember this : the dreaming time is absolutely necessary for our Soul. 🙂

 

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Foal and the Angels

Jul 3 2013

The Awakening

TITLE : ” FOAL and the Angels ; Wisdom comes through”

Dreams… I thought I knew about dreams. They were dots of entertainment to lighten up my nights; be it a thriller, or a love story or an outright horror movie, or a bizarre comedy completely out of my understanding, they always made my sleeping time an adventure of some sort. And I loved the fading afterglow of a dream. Actually, I loved everything about dreams. They had been a constant companion through my journey on earth, and I thought that I, of all people, would know what a dream was. But I was wrong. This time, it was different. In 2004 my dreams blew me away and shook my world up like nothing I had ever experienced before.

These dreams came out of nowhere, sudden, inexplicable. Some of them were so real, so tangible in every aspect, that I could not bring myself to call them `dreams`. I felt more alive in there than I ever felt in real life. I could feel any object I`d touch in the most detailed and tactile way, but most of all, I realized I could think in such conscious way I even knew my body was in my bed asleep. That is why I felt compelled to make a distinction of term, and so I called them `physical dreams`. *

Some other dreams, instead, were so beautiful, ethereal, so unrelated to my daily life, so vivid, so full of power, of Love, of Life.   Even a thousand hues of colors could not recreate the scenes that were being shown to me in those dreams.  And the immense feeling of Love all pervading them was not possible to translate into any word. Again, they weren`t like anything I had ever experienced before and again, they shook my world up as nothing had before.  It felt like the life I was living in the daytime was only a shadow of the life I was living at night.  And when you have that kind of powerful dreams, they become to you more real than `real` life itself. You don’t just see the dream, you experience it, you live it. There is no way you can doubt it.

There is so much more I’d like to say about the dream experience in itself, and I will, eventually, in later blogs, but since this is my first blog – ever -, for now I want to stay focused and try to illustrate how my dreams pushed me , insistently and in the most subtle way, to write and publish my first book : “FOAL and the Angels”.

Throughout a number of years, starting from 2004, I had these dreams coming to me , like every night, showing me, sometimes in precise details and other times through meaningful metaphors, how to look at what life was bringing to my doorstep in another light. In waking up I knew I was being given insights and intensive lessons on the meaning of life, and also on how to cope with it better. It felt like it was an intensive course of wisdom, imparted through dreams, messages, and voices. I knew I had to write it down, I knew it was not meant for me only.

So why did it take me so long to put it down into words? Doubts at first, and then the fact that I couldn’t find a good thread to stitch up the whole experience into a story without turning it into some kind of personal memoirs. And I knew that was not how it was meant to be, and certainly not how I want it to be. For me this book was all about and had to be about the message and not the messenger. It was simply the sharing of a gift. The idea of writing it in the format of a story, of a fairytale, and of using the pseudo of FOAL finally resolved the issue.

So, what kind of book is FOAL and the Angels ? Well, it is a story told by a boy (FOAL) through the unfolding of his dreams and the impact they have on his life. You may look at it as a fairy tale or an allegoric spiritual journey, or even just a metaphysical fancy, yet what I describe in the book is almost exactly how it happened, or at least how it was felt and registered in my mind. It is a story of how dreams and `messages` led me, a.k.a. FOAL, on a spiritual journey that of course is still on its evolving way .

And, in the development of the story, FOAL`s ten thousand questions get finally answered through his dreams and his adventures with the Angels. I called it “Angels School”. But you can call it however you like, your Super Conscious Mind, your Higher Self, Collective Consciousness, or you can call it the voice of your conscience, the little voice inside, that everybody hears. Even atheists! It is a short story anybody can read, from old to young, from well educated to not so well educated, and what`s more, coming from any religion or belief . So that anybody can have a glimpse of God`s Wisdom exposed in easy words, understandable by all.

I felt this need to put it out in the world, not because it is unique, which is not (all these things must have been said over and over again in the centuries), but because it is so un-academic in style, that just anybody can easily read it and possibly gain some drops of wisdom out of it … just as I did. I tried to keep my focus on making it an easy and quick read. And I hope you`ll let me know whether I have succeeded or not. Looking forward to your feedback!! Please, do let me know your thoughts!

*At that time I had no idea such a phenomenon existed and occurred to other people too. It took me 5 years to find out there was a proper term for it, that is : `astral projection` or `OBE`.

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Foal and the Angels