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posted on Sep, 30 2011 @ 10:16 PM
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Hi fellow ATS'ers, im a daily reader and given that Im not working atm im devouring books on all topics discussed here int he forum. Aside from this I'm meditating daily and working on improving myself spiritually since Im more than certain big changes are coming. A few days ago after my meditation session I was invaded with the sudden urge to go camping in a remote natural area. I feel as if something is calling me there, may it be Gaia, Nordics or I'm just Bat**** Crazy. Any ways I was wondering if anyone here had a similar experience of retreat into the wilderness and if their willing to share their thoughts.
I admit that for some reason I feel a high level of anxiety as if Im about to encounter something wonderful and at the same time frightening. I leaving tomorrow early in the morning and will be back on Monday, If i get a hold of Billy Meyers friends ill let you know




posted on Sep, 30 2011 @ 10:21 PM
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Anytime I get out of the city, I rejoice.
And when I return, i cry when I see the distant city skyline.

Something within me longs for the wild...



posted on Sep, 30 2011 @ 10:27 PM
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omg, I thought this was going to be another spam thread from "yourmamaknows"...

I get the urge to "talk to the trees" often. Go, and listen. That is where you should REALLY focus your meditation. I like to sit and be part of the surrounding foliage, kick off my shoes and dig my feet into the ground... plant my roots, so to speak. The trees will tell you what is really going on. For the skeptics, think of it as cloud gazing, put your shoes on, and go away. For me, I speak, I ask, and something around me answers (rock, tree, bush, bird). Even though we aren't sensitive enough to hear with our ears, or see with our eyes, or feel with our skin, or smell... it doesn't mean that we can't sense things that are out of our range of senses. Think about how often you see workers ignoring the fry beeper when they work around it all day.

Anyways, call me crazy, lol... that's what I "believe" to know.



posted on Sep, 30 2011 @ 11:00 PM
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Yeah, why not. Around home I really don't care what people think about me, so why worry about ATS...

Once during a period of intense meditation (3 hours nightly for around 6 months), I felt a calling as such, among other things which I will save for another time. I live 3/4 mile from a river, and I have since 1982. I'm quite familiar with the surrounding area, and frequently explore areas in my spare time. There is a hill about 1/4 mile from my home that has a spring with water flowing year round, and neighbors say that in the 1920's people used to go to this spring to find gemstones. This area is pretty devoid of rocks, although there are some large ones in the river itself, but I have never seen one in this spring at all.
I had the intense urge to visit the spring to search for a rock, and that the search would be a symbol of faith. (Actually, I was hoping to find a gemstone!) If you've never seen a spring flowing from a hill, there are many small "caves" or erosions which go under the hill; some above the water, some below. There are leaves and roots and all kinds of things in these voids. I had been searching for about an hour, running my hands up into the holes and moving the bottom silt around trying to find something hidden away real well, because as of yet I hadn't found the first rock. I wasn't going to give up, because this was an act of faith for me, and I meant to do whatever it took to find my rock.
That's when I saw the Moccassin approximately one foot from my face; my arm buried in the void where it lay. He seemed to be looking me right in the eyes, and I froze instantly. I spoke to him before moving (as if this would help), saying "Look, I'm gonna back up now and leave you alone." Calmly, I removed my arm from the hole and slowly backed out of the way. The snake never moved, probably because of the water temperature which remains 68-72 degrees Fahrenheit year-round. I found my rock shortly thereafter, and it was definitely an act of faith.



posted on Oct, 1 2011 @ 02:10 PM
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Well this is weird, probably less than a week ago I felt like "nature was calling me," and I actually was thinking about putting a similar thread on ATS. Me and my boyfriend have started hiking in the woods near our house, and I am ready to understand how to live out there, it seems so much more exciting.

Maybe nature's calling us back home, (:



posted on Oct, 1 2011 @ 02:35 PM
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posted on Oct, 1 2011 @ 10:07 PM
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It's sad that Billy was a liar, or is a liar, dont know what he's up to now lol.



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