posted on Mar, 8 2009 @ 08:16 PM
I took to doing this regularly to practice with everybody I met. My teacher's theory was if I plopped myself in front of her, it was me, higher self,
universe, God, saying "Hey this chick needs healing", so that was the theory I worked with on others. I started thinking it was my imagination, but
ended up becoming convinced, by how people's behavior, comments or expression or even acting out, would change just as I was releasing or finishing
something, that it wasn't just in MY head; if it was merely imagination then somehow they were affected by or sharing it too.
On one memorable occasion, a pretty young woman had stopped by with her mom (a class member); this was not during any kind of class. I sat reading a
book and doing this meditation at the same time though the book kind of fell out of attention after awhile. I found one of the most frightening
blocks-hooks I'd ever seen in her, that seemed to have roots in kundalini and sacral in great part. It felt like something heavy as lead and really
'hairy' and like a solid dull-end steel bar that stabbed and like it had grown like a spaghetti-string cancer into her entire lower body with nasty
hooks all over the strings anchoring it in, it was just horrible! In fact it was so bad that I was thinking that maybe this WAS my imagination since
it was so extreme, but in that case, maybe it was something 'projected' from myself, and the cleaning exercise would be good for me. It took quite
awhile! Their conversation went on quite awhile fortunately.
She was talking about her upcoming wedding and how excited she was and my teacher (the mother of all girly-girl acquarian new age fairies lol) was
oohing over her ring and all about her planned honeymoon and more, as I was finishing. I had everything taken care of except the release of the
outside connections, I was holding onto them and had this huge sense of pressure like they were really pulling hard. I 'sensed' a ton of entities
all over the place which was unusual for me--I didn't usually have much awareness of that kind of thing. I'd been praying for a little help I just
didn't normally get it in quite that intensity or quantity! Anyway, I released what was left, letting it snap-back to source with a rather grim
satisfactory sense, like a tape measure, of that swishwishswishTHWAP! at the end LOL and I felt like a ton of 'others' were joining me in pouring
energy into the inside of her.
She was literally in the middle of a sentence about some trivia of her honeymoon destination when she stopped, her eyes widened, and she BURST into
tears. I mean bawling unbelievably. My teacher turned around and gave me this "What were you DOing?!" look, heh! Her mother sitting next to her was
totally confused, saying honey are you alright? and so on. And this girl blurts out that her father had sex with her from the time she was five until
just a few years prior when her mom had divorced and they'd moved away and she'd never told anybody and so on. I was AGHAST. I mean... a lot of the
'impressions' in the meditation suddenly made sense then, but holy #, to be able to set off something that profound all by "visualizing
color-energy-geometries"?! All the reactions of people prior that I had always been half-skeptical about ("maybe it's my imagination") fell into
place at that moment, and you could say I totally became a believer.
I'm involved with things now in my life that I would never have gone near, would have sneered at, were it not for the pranic work and archetype
meditations that somehow between them seemed to radically de-plaque me and take a crowbar to my awareness and my nearly closed mind of the time.
I later made the profound mistake of attempting to meditate on the archetype of someone else's issues; to literally work on their archetypes. My
teacher did this with me and it really screwed her up eventually--I seemed to 'evolve' at light speed while she took on a whole slew of 'issues' I
recognized as mine except 20x worse because I'd had a lifetime to form adaptive behaviors to my problem energies and she didn't have that. She
eventually had it dealt with--I knew because it woke me up one night about a year later and my entire reality fell apart reflecting all those issues
suddenly--but I hadn't learned the lesson apparently. Anyway one of my best buddies did two tours in Vietnam, every battle you ever heard of he was
in the center of, a zillion experiences some of which literally kept me up at nights after hearing about them. He had heart issues at the time, and I
asked to meditate on the archetype of his heart problems, hoping I could help in some way. (I didn't attempt pranic work--though distance doesn't
matter--because he's one of the few real-deal psychics I ever met and I didn't want him thinking I was invading his space in some way.)
The archetype was a human, a little short, with feral eyes and tiger-teeth and a sense of violence underneath that nearly made MY heart stop. I was so
scared of the archetype I couldn't even do the meditation though I had opened the process. I just closed it all down and refused anything more. I
should already have known how dumb that is--I still do it sometimes, and deal with the fallout in my life/reality until that energy is dealt with.
Every night for two weeks I had the goriest red-red-red dreams EVER. In one memorable one, a werewolf-like person took me and some innocent guy into a
room, and just... mutilated him. I'd scream and when I looked away, everything would freeze, the creature would reach down and grab me by the hair,
force me to LOOK, then ZOOM the image for me!, rewind to where I looked away, and play it again, like it was a movie but real. I was so deeply
traumatized every morning. I finally realized what I'd started and went back into the meditation and asked for it to be formally closed down, and
that went away. In any case, so now I know, apparently some experiences cause some pretty major energy issues which may eventually affect the