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Originally posted by Darkblade71
reply to post by ctophil
I have often thought that my guides might very well be my higher self representing itself to me in a way that I can understand.
Originally posted by Darkblade71
reply to post by sled735
I offered him a piece of tourmaline but he refused it saying he doesn't want to use anything that might keep spirits away while we are there. I think he misunderstands what it is supposed to do, but he is all for experiencing something while we are there. I think he might be getting more than he is asking for though...lol
I'll bring some sage just so we can cleanse before we leave.
Originally posted by ctophil
Do you ever ask yourself why you see these things so often when most folks never seen it and think you're crazy? What makes you different?
It all boils down to two things:
1. Your previous spiritual training in your past lives.
2. Your third eye is already open but you don't know how to control it.
Both of these things go hand and hand. Because of your spiritual training in the past, your third eye is already open and you see all kinds of stuff from the Astral Plane. Your mind is already open to these things, you just forgotten a lot of it. Despite your brain's amnesia, your soul does record all things you did in the past over your previous lives. Because your mind is open to the entities of the Emotional Plane (or Astral), you can see them without thinking much about it. When you don't control your six sense, it goes haywire, seeing stuff that is way beyond your imagination. Because reality in the higher planes is the real stuff. The things you see here in the Physical Earth is unreality or an illusion. The beings in the Astral are also more attracted to spiritual people.
TextMy mother was raised with 4 other siblings in an incredibly remote and isolated place called Utopia, in Northern Queensland during the 1960s. It was untouched, pristine, ancient land and from the stories my uncles and her have told me it was like paradise, hence the name. They lived in an old homestead surrounded by dense rainforest, gullys and creeks, with their nearest neighbours miles away. This place was very old, my mum and uncles had found numerous aboriginal cave paintings hidden away in dense scrub and there were certain places they wouldn't go due to "bad feelings" they would get. One place was a beautiful watering hole with a massive white stone slab, they would walk miles out of their way to avoid this place as they felt the energy there was very bad, to the point they thought the land would swallow them up. When they talk about this they always relate it the story of Picnic at Hanging Rock, a famous Australian story where a couple of young girls were playing in an ancient aboriginal gorge and vanished off the face of the Earth.
They would often visit neighbour's together, but because of how remote they were it meant long walks through the bush to get there and back. They had their first encounter with "the little hairy men" one night when they were returning home from a friends place a few miles away. On the way home they had to climb over a sort of natural Rock wall on the path, you could go around it by walking 10-20 meters into the scrub or just scale it. My uncle John was the oldest and would climb over then reach his arm down and pull the next person over. He pulled my mum and my uncle Alex over the wall, then reached his hand down to grab Parn, the youngest of my uncles. Uncle John felt a hand grab him firmly from the other side of the wall and yank at him just as Parn crashed through the scrub, not wanting to be left on the other side of the wall. When John realized that the hand on the other side wasn't Parn my mum and uncles freaked out and bolted home. The "thing that grabbed me" as he calls it was incredibly strong with coarse hair up its arm.
Uncle John had another incident in the homestead which he never spoke about to anyone... my mum and uncles were in their teens during their time in Utopia, and one night had left uncle John at home and taken the car out with my grandma into town which was a fair trip. When they returned home my uncle, a 6'5 monster of a man even at 17, was hysterical, crying and hiding in the living room. He wouldn't say what was wrong and refused to leave the living room, claiming "it wanted to take me" over and over again until he fell asleep in my grandma's arms. He has never spoken about what happened, but my mum, uncles and grandma have told us about it...
Almost everyone that stayed in their house claimed to have heard or seen things, the most common reoccurring thing was an old couple who would stand at the stove before vanishing, and the sound of an old wooden train or toy that would move from room to room. There was also a room in the house that men couldn't sleep in, women could sleep in there with no problem, but no man could bare that room and the bad energy in it.
My mum and uncles witnessed orbs so many times while growing up in Utopia that they became normal to them, they would follow them sometimes on their walks home slowly moving above the canopy, like a guide. Other times they chased them, then disappeared, reappearing only to disappear again. Like most of the things they saw they attributed it to the land and aboriginal spirits they felt dwelled there.
Once they left Utopia the weird things stopped, but 20 years later my uncle Alex, my mum and my dad sailed to Antarctica on a yacht... where they again saw orbs, but it was so profound for my mum that she still talks about it with a sort of love, or reverence. As they got closer to Antarctica, during the night their yacht was paced by balls of light in the water, they would stay submerged and follow for a few minutes before diving deep out of sight at crazy speeds.
Originally posted by sled735
reply to post by DaringDo
Far out!! So you really were talking to the the wolves?!
I believe these would be your animal totems. Spirit guides are usually human, or was, once upon a time.
But, according to Ctophil, our spirit guide(s) is our higher self. That could be true too.
Thanks for sharing with us, DD.
Do you like Bigfoot stories? I have a new thread up about them, if you do:
www.abovetopsecret.com...
Originally posted by ctophil
Originally posted by Darkblade71
reply to post by ctophil
I have often thought that my guides might very well be my higher self representing itself to me in a way that I can understand.
Absolutely. Your Higher Self have all the intentions of bringing you back home to where you came from. It will manifest in many forms based on your current level of consciousness and spiritual progress. This can be in a form of a guide, human, spiritual master, alien, a voice, a number, a pattern, an idea, a stranger, an inanimate object, angel, animal, insect, plant, rock, or simply a light form in itself. People don't realize it, but your Higher Self is constantly reminding you throughout your life even until your death bed about who you are. Your goal is to transcend death and all Earthly things, including yourself. Then, you will go back home to begin your true life.edit on 8/29/2013 by ctophil because: (no reason given)
Originally posted by ctophil
This will establish a connection that will slowly but surely raise your mind to God's level. If you raise your mind high enough, the ghosts and demons will even respect you and not try to haunt you but will salute you! You say, is that possible? Oh yes, they can read your mind very easily. Can you read their mind?
Originally posted by sled735
reply to post by Scribe611
I was discussing this with a member a few pages back. I believe it was Darkblade, but it may have been someone else.
I have read that deja vu can be a message from our guides/angels, allowing us to know we are on the right path... a memory of something put in our chart before we were born. They're saying, "Hey, remember this? You're on the right track!" LOL
I have also read that it is us recognizing something from an astral dream where we traveled into the future.
And again, in certain circumstances, it can feel like deja vu when we visit certain places we have never been in this lifetime, but were there in one of our past-lives. The recognition can be astounding.
Spirit Guides can be transformed into any physical form as well, including plants and animals. So a stranger at the grocery store can test or guide you in certain situations without you realizing it.
We of the Confederation of Planets in the Service of the Infinite Creator have been, for many of your years, aware of many principles of reality. We are aware of these principles because we have availed ourselves to them just as the people of your planet may do.
It is possible through meditation to totally reduce the illusion that you now experience that creates the separation—an illusory separation—to what it actually is, a total illusion. We have been continuing to speak to you about meditation. We have spoken to you many times about reality and about love and about understanding, and yet you do not seem to be able to overcome the illusion.
The reason for the illusion, my friends, is one that man on Earth has generated.
He has generated it out of desire. This illusion is useful. It is very useful for those who would wish to evolve at a very rapid rate by experiencing it and by using it while within it. Many of us who are now circling your planet would desire to have the opportunity that you have, the opportunity to be within the illusion and then, through the generation of understanding, use the potentials of the illusion.
This is a way of gaining progress spiritually and has been sought out by many of our brothers. I cannot over-emphasize the necessity of becoming able to understand the nature of the potentials within your illusion and then, by self- analysis and meditation, reacting to that in a way that will express the thought that generated us: the thought of our Creator. This was done by the teacher whom you know as Jesus. This man recognized his position. He recognized the illusion. He understood the reason for the potentials within the illusion, and his reaction to these potentials and activities within the illusion was a reaction which was expressing the thought of the Creator, a thought of love.
Keep uppermost in your mind that the illusion that you experience is an illusion, that it is surrounding you for the purpose of teaching you. It can only teach you if you become aware of its teachings. It is said that “He worked His wonders in mysterious ways.”
This way may seem mysterious; however, it is the way of spiritual evolvement.
There are many souls experiencing the illusion in which you find yourself; however, there are few using this illusion to grow. They are not doing this other than at a subliminal level because they have not availed themselves through their seeking to a knowledge of the possibility of doing this. Once an individual has become aware of the possibility of using the illusion in which he finds himself in your physical world for the progression of spiritual growth, it is necessary that he take the next step and use his knowledge to express, regardless of the potentials which affect him, the love and understanding of his Creator.
Originally posted by sled735
Thanks for all the responses guys.
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Last night I fell asleep while watching House Hunters on t.v., and I think I had an OBE.
I knew I was asleep, so I decided I should get up and go to bed. I got up and walked through the kitchen, down the hall, and into my bedroom. Although I don't know if I was actually taking steps; I just remember going through those rooms.
Once I reached my room I realized my eyes were closed. I was still hearing the show on t.v., and I wondered how a t.v. got in my room, because I don't have one in there. It sounded like it was sitting on top of my chest of drawers, so I felt my way through the room to my chest and reached out to touch the chest. I felt it plain as day.
Then I thought, 'I need to open my eyes so I can get in bed.' But, I couldn't. I tried and tried. I took my hand and even tried to pry my eyelids open. Finally, after some time of telling myself to open my eyes over and over, I managed to open them.
I was back in the recliner a little confused because I thought I was in my room.
I don't know if this was just a dream, or an OBE, but it sure felt real!!