Astral Travels 2

As mentioned per my previous post in conjunction with a couple of paranormal experiments I've recently began, there followed a wild dream containing benchmarks for what many of us may consider to be a Gray Alien Abduction or Close Encounter Type 4.

If you haven't already read my previous post, then I suggest you do so in order to understand the nature of #1 Paranormal Experiment (Which, in essence, is to "push" for some type of 'proof' of an actual Soul Guide via my own free will and choosing. To take matters into my own hands, so to speak. Just to see what - if anything - happens).

So in concluding my previous post, I mentioned a rather interesting dream and promised to write it up sometime later today. Here it is:

I dreamt I lived in a small brown brick home where I was in process of home repairs and beautifying. Unexpectedly, my home became invaded by a chaotic 'family' of destructive, sloppy habits who totally undid or made messes of all my hard work. I was very distressed at these 'guests' and happily anticipated the time when they would take their leave. I remember they had perhaps three small children who annoyed me no end; they were into everything and completely wild, unmanageable.

There came one night in the midst of this chaos, what my mind saw as a kidnapping of sorts. A blond woman (me???) was taken from her bed and somehow, for some unknown reason, I was to blame for this and it was 'my' responsibility to set things right. Somehow I had failed to do something required of me (surprise, surprise ... sigh).

The next thing I knew, I was in the midst of what I can only describe as a criminal headquarters (or underground element). Something hidden and covert that ran things behind the scenes. I had a slip of paper in my hand and approached the tall dark thin man in charge of this group, who stood behind a table while overseeing his operations. I was not really afraid, in that sense, but I was very respectful and apologetic, fully aware that I had somehow erred.

I said to the man, as he bent over and took the paper from me to examine it, "I really appreciate your giving me this second chance". And I was sincere in my statement, though now I have no idea what I really meant nor why I said such a thing.

He was firm, but quietly agreeable and led me to know that whatever it was would be 'taken care of'. Relieved, I then joked to him that (referring to this slip of paper that seemed to have numbers printed on it) "he really should scan those things".

Beyond this dream, there were other unrelated (I assume) bits and segments, but was the major dream from last night, following my first attempt at my experiment in pushing my Soul Guide for any type of tangible (!) proof of his/her existence.

I'm very curious to see where this pushing and forced imagery will lead. I can say that I've seen several 'mirror' numbers today, such as 52 (on digital displays they looked similar to a mirror effect).

However, back to the dream itself, you can easily see those benchmarks suggestive of what we could term a Close Encounter or Alien Abduction, as well as anything else - I suppose:
The three wild children
The kidnapping (out of bed no less)
The feeling of invasion
The meeting with a tall overseer
AS well as my 'notion' of having been given a 'second chance' after an error of some sort.

Now I'm just more stubborn than ever ... :D

Alternate Realities

ASTRAL TRAVEL AND ALTERNATE WORLDS MAY ABOUND!

Like it or not, the dichotomous brain system of the homosapien is our only interface with other worlds, realities and the inhabitants thereof. Generally speaking, we understand that nature creates higher, more complex lifeforms via a process of division, growth and re-integration. Our brains, however, while seemingly so 'divided', have yet to fully reintegrate according to this process.

Though man as yet is 'incomplete', it is not unreasonable to assume that someday our species will reap the benefits of such reintegration, given that man survives long enough to complete this natural process. Furthermore, it is equally plausible that, while lacking the biological reintegrated brain system in the here and now, it may lay within the near future that our technology will step in with a simulacrum to suit the purpose.

We might also consider that were there to exist humanoids with similar brain systems to our own, some of these theoretical beings may have already successfully completed this stage of the process, and be privy to all manner of thought and action of which we can only speculate at this time. If indeed the universe mathematically teams with life, then reason may also assume that, at least somewhere and somewhen, the above has certainly occurred. Again, either biologically or artificially.


So, from where we currently stand with our present level of knowledge, we refer to paranormal interfaces as astral travel, multi-dimensional, alternate worlds and realities, out of body experiences, 'going within' and all the rest of the commonly held vernacular. And our myths, legends, encounters, dreams, hypnotic trance states, hallucinations, imaginations are literally riddled with these interfaces.

Notes taken from my private journal regarding interfaces:
1998)
Another strange dream. At a gathering of unknown cousins and family members though none of these persons are known to me. Was given to understand that I was in service to this family. Several of these 'cousins' were grouped in front of the fireplace. I was in private conversation with a male cousin with large, piercing dark eyes, when a female cousin interrupted to sarcastically inquire, "do you know where you are?" I was very confused at this point, because I thought myself to be at my aunt's house in Ky, waiting for my dad to return. (my aunt's is the only place I have ever been in the presence of any cousin's, we have a rather small family located out of state)

1999)
Very unusual hypnogogic. I was looking at a living image of a man, face to face, in my mind. At the same time, I was fully aware that he was looking back at me. When I looked into his eyes, there was a shock of recognition, I realized that he was myself, although I could not understand how or why. There were no familiar characteristics shared. Was this my soul? Or a different incarnation of myself? I also felt as if he were more knowledgeable than I was. He knew me better than I knew him.

2000)
Weird experience. Not sure what to make of it. Dreamed I was in the depths of space, there were stars and energies all around me, while my awareness of self was without a body or form, I seemed to be a point of consciousness somewhere out in space. Without knowing how, I 'noticed' an Earth-like planet and wanted to explore. Instantly, I had a body and found myself on the surface of a dry, arid and brightly lit world. I hid behind a rock and 'blanked' out my thoughts to avoid detection. Then, I crept into a house and encountered what were possibly the minds of sleeping inhabitants. They were confused and wary of me. I reassured them with the remark that, "It's okay. I'm from a future dimension".

2000)
As I am coming awake (hypnopompic state), I am aware of two persons standing, unseen, between the side of my bed and where it sits flush against the wall. I hear one of them remark, "She looks so sweet laying there asleep".

2002)
I had been dreaming about a friend's deceased mother. Fully awake, I sat up in bed and reclined my head on my right arm. Suddenly, I felt my arm knocked out from under me and I dropped my head. Within a split second I realized that my physical arm was still in its original position and my head had not fallen. Something or someone had managed to knock my astral body out of my physical one. Who and why?

2003)
After work, I rested in bed for a while, debating whether or not to take a quick nap. Suddenly, I was keenly aware of the presence in the room. It felt like an electric 'thickening' in the air. Then I felt something messing with my hair, and a pressure on my right knee. I stayed mentally and physically very still, and made a great effort to home in on whatever was there. Something was there but made no further effort at contact.

2006)
Last night when I went to bed, as I was getting comfortable and just stretched out flat on my back, I felt myself start to slip out of body and fall through the mattress. In that brief moment, I actually felt the upper part of my body sink through the mattress in almost a suffocating fashion. It felt physically accurate. In that momentary panic, I instinctively 'caught' myself and realigned myself back into the physical body. I wish I had not reacted in panic and been able to stay with the experience.

2006)
In a vivid hypnogogic, a woman was trying to communicate with me and gave me her name - which she pronounced carefully and slowly for my understanding. An image of the spelling also accompanied the name. Akeesha. Ah-Kee-shah.

2007)
I am once again on the hard, sandy surface of an unknown world. It is night, and there are nearby moons or planets large in the sky. The night sky is more brightly lit than Earth's - I think because of these nearby satellites. I know this place very well, but I don't go there often. It's a world not in Earth's solar system. I am walking along under the night sky, the area seems largely deserted and is in the middle of nowhere, yet I know, too, that this planet is practically deserted as a whole, it is more of an outpost now. There are a couple of large, corrugated metal hangers to my left, but they are dark and unoccupied at this time. However, I know I have been in there before, something to do with energy experiments. Ahead of me down this roadway, though not in my field of vision, the land becomes more vegetated, and there is a sharp declivity, like a strip pit, that lays just before the low, brushy woods begin. I know the others are not about at this time, but they can be contacted if I made the effort. There is not sufficient reason to do so, as I am only visiting at this time.

2008)
We are visiting a water world, we have an instructor/guide with us. A traveler. This world is almost entirely made up of water, there are several small landmasses scattered about. Those landmasses or islands are connected by long, narrow bridges which just barely clear the ocean's surface. But these oceans, or seas, do not have any tidal action. The water is a light to medium green, and I have the impression it is not very deep and also that it is nearly universal in depth across the surface of this planet. My group is crossing from one island to the next, and in my concentration to get to the next island mass, as I am not paying close enough attention, I slip off the narrow bridge into the lukewarm water. The water has a different buoyancy than that of earth, it may be more viscous or thicker with plankton, or salt? There are no clouds in the sky, no shadows that cross the surface of the still ocean. I clamber back onto the bridge and my guide is patient but stands with a wry expression on his face. I mildly resent his gentle demeanor of wisdom/experience, and I try to temper my own impatience. We are always in the company of the experienced ones on our 'field trips'.

And those are just a few representations from my own journal. For anyone interested in astral travel and alternate realities, I recommend the following books:
Astral Dynamics by Robert Bruce
Journeys Out of the Body by Robert A. Monroe
Far Journeys by Robert A. Monroe
Ultimate Journey by Robert A. Monroe

The Light Being - Making Contact

CAN WE CONNECT WITH THE GRAYS AND LIGHT BEINGS AT WILL?

Yes, it is a good question, isn't it? And I don't see why we, ourselves, cannot initiate contact, nor should one automatically assume the impossibility of such. (And if you happened to read my previous post on the pineal gland, you may consider if that in itself is not a means by which to reach the 'other side').

Nevertheless, I've been doing a lot of thinking (act surprised) this evening, and here I will confess to a thorn of long-standing in my side, or stick in my craw, ... which is:

Why must contact be so one-sided?!

Irregardless of whom/what it is we seek to connect with; God, Michaeal, the Being of Light, the Reptilian, the Gray Alien, our higher-self, Soul, past - present - future self, whathaveyou.

You know, I have mulled over the concept of a novel based around the idea of someone who takes the bull by the horns, and stubbornly storms the gates of Heaven, deciding that he shall go forth of his own free will. It intrigues me to consider that we blindly accept as a truism or mark of faith that these things are somehow beyond the ability of man.

And while I mull over the idea, like a strange wine against my lips, I find the flavor enticing with the desire to further sip. What would it be like, please consider, IF we could enter Heaven at will? If we could pick up the phone to reach the party of our interest? Why must I always answer the knock, but never be the one to arrive?

Enough prose, you get the idea.

So. In scientific realms, not only light but matter as well share an entanglement. Whether particle or wave, the connection is always present - therefore the road goes both ways. And since there are such phenomena as telepathy, telekinesis and clairvoyance, this road is traveled often if not understood.

Furthermore, time and space are largely concepts that apply to our own sense of self-placement, and our brain's ability (or lack thereof) to assimilate data into information we can understand and better utilize, all according to our fallible sense receptors. So again. If all roads not only lead to but also from Rome, then common sense would dictate that the ability to reach out and touch someone (or something) is not actually beyond our capability.

Which leads us to the million dollar question - if we could, or should, then how can we initiate contact on our own terms?

First, we must understand that when we exit the interstate of subjective and objective reality, it is CRUCIAL that the experimenting ego be well aware that what he will then experience cannot and should not be viewed in the same way that one evaluates lunch at a concession stand. There will no longer exist the same standard for self and other. To believe otherwise may be to risk grave emotional/mental harm to oneself. I cannot stress this strongly enough!**

With that fully accepted and understood, only then may the mature, questing personality seek to plunge further afield.

And I'm not going to suggest ways by which to achieve this, for only through concerted learning and more learning may we do this, but I fully believe it can be done.

I recommend the works of Carlos Castenada as a good pier to jump off.

** The curious may wish to consider that they will undoubtedly meet their shadow side, those emotions and fragments of personality that exist beyond our waking awareness. Usually in the form of demons, demi-Gods, incubis and succubis, or whatever your subconscious chooses to embody. Whether Gray Aliens or Gods, keep a sense of humor, do not take anything as literal, and don't fight battles that do not exist. You don't need a necklace of garlic to fend off the vampires of your psyche, all you need is love... and common sense.

We are here to learn - to learn to use the blessed abilities the Divine has granted us, but we must earn the right, through experience and wisdom, to do so.

Finally, how would we be greeted if we suddenly 'popped' into Heaven for a cup of tea? I'd like to think that the Light Being would smile, and offer me a spoonful of honey :)

As for the Grays - who knows? But it might be interesting to find out lol