THE CRYSTAL CAVE , a dream

 

Crystal Cave ART BY ANDY BOERGER

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” I know this place. I am in a huge cave which is all made of crystals, the walls, the roof, and even part of the ground beneath my feet.

In the middle there is a pond. The water is terse and reflects its greenish-emerald hue onto the whole cave. The light itself is of a beautiful greenish hue. Raising my eyes, I can`t see any tiny patch of sky, there is no place where the dim light could come from, but it pervades all.  So eerie, so beautiful, it mesmerizes me.

The pond is full of crystals of different sizes and shapes. Some of them are so big that they jut out of the pond`s surface.  Down from the water`s depths up to its surface.  Big, huge crystals of different shapes.  And in the middle of the pond there is a low stone bridge. I turn to look around me. Everything seems made of Crystals, except for the natural rock pathway I am standing on and this rock bridge.  It is utterly beautiful and sacred here. I can see a small waterfall on the far side. I love its sound, so joyous and relaxing.  My cheeks are caressed by the vibrations sent out by the myriads of crystals.  It feels like I’m among family. I know them all. I am back, I am in my center.

Then the scene blurs and shifts.  I see an elderly man standing on the bridge in a long robe. I hear a humming sound coming out of his chest. He holds a sword.  He looks somehow like the images I have seen of Merlin, but as I look at him he changes into a woman. She is the Lady of the Crystal Lake. Now she is the one holding the sword.

They are two, but they look like one to me, or maybe they move like one. They move in an indescribable way, almost like a wave. They come as one towards me.

The man’s face tells me of Wisdom, the Lady ‘s tells me of Integrity.

But as they get close to me their faces melt in Love and understanding. They know me. I know them. There is not even need for trust or to trust. I know them. The feeling is so absolute it goes beyond trust. I know who they are.  They pull me into a fierce embrace, and the feeling is of melting in this sense of Peace they emanate. A Peace That IS.  I look up in their eyes and see me reflected there and I feel I know who I AM.

I then pull back a little and put my question to them .  “How can I meet the departed souls in a loving way ?”  I am not sure who answers first or if they speak together, but I hear:

“ It is an extremely intense job. Go slowly. Prepare yourself.

Do not rush but keep the Heart open to any possibility that presents itself.

It will present itself.

Do not shy away, be the pure core of your being.

Talk to them in the only language recognized by all, Love.

They need to trust you before they can follow the lead.

And when the Light is seen, remember you must keep clear of it.

It is a Light that gets lost at times, but can be found again as they get ready to accept it.

Show them the steel that is covered in Love. That is called Integrity.

Show them that fear can be conquered by Love, and that is called Wisdom.

Then let the Beauty of the Soul shine, and that is called Pure Radiance, the Light of God.”

Now they have this little blue crystal box with a sword carved on the lid. There are serpents around the sword. They hold it towards me and as I open it, the crystals around us start singing. It feels like a symphony but it is actually one very high tone.

From the box, of its own will, a many-arm-3D Star floats out.  It is so bright and there are shining sparks around it.  It is ALIVE. It holds Life.  I don’t dare touch it yet. It floats in mid air in front of me irradiating so much Divinity and Love.

I can’t take my eyes off it, yet I know I still cannot touch it, but I also somehow seem to know that I can touch the box that holds it.  It is not for me yet, but it will lead me on.  It floats back into the box and as the lid closes, I can finally hold it to my Heart.

This is the key to my inner dimension, the Star will lead me here again.  I feel deep Peace at this thought and bask in this moment.  I feel unity, but cannot define this feeling .  Godhead is with me and I know I cannot lose it.”

 As I awake and come back to Earth and to my room, I am so grateful for this wonderful dream and I know that whatever I choose to do with the gift, they will not judge me.  They will be looking after me from that place inside that is connected with All.  They trust me.  Just like that.  A part of me is astounded at such Trust, but I have the feeling that I shall be back and meet them again and again.

 

 

 

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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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