Okay I have written 3 pages worth and it's not even close to all the story, so I'm going to pick the guts out of it so far to give you a screen shot
of my experience. I'm going to keep on writing it so if you want to read the lot pm me
I smoke both (non std responses)
I only voted once accidentally in someone elses name
I utilised no talent that was gifted except perhaps skill in bed and motherhood (for which I always felt inadequate for)
non religious and non spiritual = non contaminated = lost
try to find/keep/balance/work for it, family etc
terrible friend, never remember dates, time means as much as money = nothing
hid truth in humour to see who saw, and it was very lonely.
Firstly you are allowed to lay down the law to these things, in what they can and cannot do to you, once they make you aware of their presence and you
are aware (there's a few of them), to a certain extent, but you will be tested on your resolve though, be warned.
Literally. This is mirrored in our everyday life as people who will push the limit to see what you will take and put up with.
They (shodows)are governed for the moment by rules. Not allowed to leave yet.(?) or move up/on/out.
Late nights reading, thinking, digesting and just plain mind boggling and I started to see little flashes of light peripherally (round & streaks),
left and right, mostly left (I think) at the same time, every now and then it would be a shadow, a streak of dark.
I remember one night getting the heebie jeebies from it and went to bed, thinking "Ok Amanda, you've definitely had enough for one night!"
answers would present themselves in thought or in what I read and the possibilities were endless, literally endless. I did not imagine who it was I
might have been mentally conversing with, but I felt as though it was a shared conversation. Which was both encouraging and scary.
If one thing is possible, then all is possible. I don't recall asking for proof and this time is a little hazy, Somewhere around this time there
appeared on the floor of my kids bedroom a light on the carpet. It throbbed and glowed and looked like a palm and three fingers (very long) we checked
everywhere for a light source, there was none.
I put my hand on top of it, it still pulsated brightly, my hand was the shadow, I guess I wanted magic to be real, as indeed this thing had no
explanation, what else could it be?
3 of my kids and my husband saw it also.
It was iridescent blue. For some reason 'doorway' was in my thoughts and that if we all got down and crawled under that bed we could leave this
place, something like Narnia. But I wasn't leaving ANYONE behind, what makes us so special as to have such an adventure?
I also experienced my first (recalled) dream gift orgasm by a shadow man. How could it be any other than a gift when it feels so lovely?
There are many incidences when I think about it that happened, it becomes connected and clear once a piece or two falls into place.
I remember one night being aware of something in the room (even got woken up one other night by having my foot grabbed, it felt very real)and by this
stage I had managed to control the anxiety within myself (my chest) to the point where I could sink into meditation very quickly.
A 20 min stint and I was a new person.
I respectfully acknowledged that anything from ghosts to god and spirits could very well exist, the obvious next one would have to be what people
think of as the devil or satan, or someone/something in that image.
I really don't know how I came to the conclusion that even the most unloved of all that is, deserves love unconditional but I did, anyway I sent
that out as far away from myself as I could, I reached and stretched and gave. I felt 'brother'.
If there was something more please show the people, give them hope, I had faith that they were ready for truth and what ever came after that. I have
faith in man.
The timelines would not make sense at all to you and so is pointless.
I think this book is important to your research
When you read it you will know what I mean.
But go further than that....
Where do dreams come from?
Where do all those brilliant ideas come from?
Why does your heart and your mind sometimes differ?
Brain or body.....
which one do you want?
Sorry for babbling cryptic, but i wanted to respond to your thread, I said I would, and it was important to me.
mostly i find on ats, the 'old' crowd has gone to ground, they know something is up, and there will be more people aware of many strange things.
They cower like chickens, which goes totally against what they agreed to do.
The strong, really are here explicitly, for the weak.
Much Love and thanks for listening