posted on Apr, 14 2012 @ 01:56 PM
I have been to Heaven quite a few times. I have no idea why I was able to and yet many are not. Maybe it was the due to the time I was born. On
Passover, after a blood red moon, with the nearby Church bells ringing as soon as I was born, ringing in Easter Day.
I have shared my experiences with only a few people in my 40 odd years.
The first time I remember was sitting on the steps of a great Temple or Library. Waiting to play with some children. It was lucid dreaming, may be
even astral projecting, as I was born with this ability turned on. I have visited a Hindu temple playing with other children, in a kind of cloud.
The next time I was about 10, in a lucid dream, I saw a surprised angel in the most beautiful coloured garments. Golds, violets, reds He was clothed
with velvet, silks, satins and gemtones. Embroidered symbols were on his robe. He was floating in the air as I was.
I turned away from him, towards what he was looking at.
There was a light coming from the centre of a sphere of many many angels. All arranged in ordered concentric rings. There were so many that the
background looked like a dark blue with gold speckles. (The Egyptians describe it as looking like Lapis Lazulli gemstone patterns and it does.)
There is a story where Jesus says to the disciples 'Suffer not the little children to come unto me as their angels see the face of God'
Literally, the order of the angels is the newest babies' guardian angels are the closest angels to God.The older you are, the more your angels go
further out from God.
The third time was when my dog of two years had been run over, when I was 13.
I was stroking him near the fire. I don't know why, as his body had started to go stiff. So I knew he was dead yet I still stroked him. I was the
one who mainly looked after his needs, so I was very close to him, and I could still 'feel' him, he hadn't just winked out of existance, his spirit
was still in the house and hadn't moved on. So maybe it was comforting to him.
At some point I had fallen asleep next to him. And I saw a tunnel. (this was before the internet and I hadn't read yet books on the things that
would've told me what I was looking at.) It was like a time lapse photo of the night sky above the North pole. Even now I can't look at spirals or
spinning images without the feeling of going down that tunnel.
My dog was in the tunnel in front of me. But before I could see where the tunnel went, I was called back by my Mum, who was also a sensitive, shouting
my name over and over. She said she had started to get a feeling I wasn't just asleep and she asked me what I had seen. I told her but I couldn't
get across what I had felt in the tunnel; it was a sense of going home and a feeling of joy, not grief.
The next time I went, was when I was in my twenties.
My Mum had died before I got married. And this was a few years after. I was invited by Jesus up to Heaven, in a Worship meeting, especially put on by
a band, for my Church's women meeting.
That day I felt really sad, as I had had my first child by then and I was missing my Mum and her advice. I decided to worship and praise God anyway. I
can't remember if I had had any miscarriages by then but I could have, as I had two between my first and last, surviving children.
My spirit was taken through that tunnel again except it looked like a cylinder shape now. As I was going up (it seemed.) A spirit laid its hands on my
arms and started to speak the Fruits of the Holy Spirit over me, then a second one joined us, and joined in the words and then a third spirit joined
the group, all still arising. It looked like a dark blue sky, full of tiny lights, like stars.
Suddenly I broke through what seemed to be water. But it was living and it bore me up and towards, the side of the riverbank, i was walking on top of
the water. I was dry and stepped on to grass. My Mum was there and a grinning Jesus, with other people I didn't recognise but I knew we were
related. They had come to see me. My Mum and I cuddled and walked away, on the path, into a forest.
She took me to her home, a tudor style one, with a comfy sofa in a front room and a painting above her fireplace. She told me she had painted it
herself. It was the very scene of the Heaven entry point!
I have the same scene of the waterfall, as an oil painting above my fireplace. I can see the differences; mine doesn't have enough colours in it.
I know some will say my mind has made the waterfall scene up but I found only this year, a written account of this same 'Heaven entry point' in the
Kolbrin bible!!!!! It describes it exactly and I only brought the Kolbrin Bible last year. So it looks like this is a well known 'Heaven entry
The visit with my Mum healed the grief I was still feeling over her too young death. She was only 43.
I went back down.
I then heard Jesus say I would like to show you something else, would you come with me? I was worried that I would find it hard to come back down,
away from the peace of Heaven, to the stress of this life but also to the responsibilities of motherhood, which I loved.
Again my spirit was taken out of my body and I was placed on what looked like a very high balcony. It was the strangest feeling of having my feet in
shoes AND on a gold pavement, that was warm. I could feel its warmth and softness, as my feet were unshod. I looked at Jesus in total surprise, who
knowingly laughed. I could see a tree about double His height growing out of the gold pavement and a small stream going through its roots all along
the length of the very long balcony, parallel to the balcony wall. I didn't see behind me but I got the feeling that the building wall was made of
see-through crystal and it had a door in it.
I walked towards the balcony wall and looked down. It was a long way, with roads coming towards the building I was in. Along one road I could see a
man walking with a cow, he had a blue turban on his head, much like one from an Alladin's story. Which surprised me.
At the end of the level I was on (I seem to have zoom function) I could see a constant rainbow. The stream was plummeting down on the corners, as a
waterfall and this was producing constant rainbows. Amazing.
The building was quite definitely a pyramid shape and not a cube.
Later on I read Revelation and my building was in there, as the mountain that John was on. Even now I chuckle when I read yet again it is a cube. How
can a waterfall fall miles? and not be a deafening roar?
Then all of a sudden I was whisked away to a really dark place. The only light was a circle around Jesus and I was in the circle, so I could see what
was in the darkness.
There were people just walking aimlessly. Jesus said these were the people walking in darkness.
I got the impulse to put out my right hand and touch one of the people. Immediately he transformed into a flower, or it seemed to be like that. He was
actually taken away from there and what was left was a flower.
i came back into my body. It had been left in a arms outstretched in a cross-like stance. It had not been able to move at all.
I turned around to the wife of an Elder and she said before I opened my mouth, 'You have been to Heaven.'
I'm glad she said that, as it helped me to realise I had been to Heaven, whilst awake and standing upright. I didn't know that was possible.
That wasn't the last time I visited Heaven. But it was a long time until the next visit.