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An Introduction and an Interesting Story

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posted on Oct, 13 2012 @ 12:25 AM
Salutations from Australia ATS, long time lurker first time poster here. A couple of months ago something quite strange happened to me that really made me take a step back and think. I'll get to that shortly, but firstly a little bit about myself. I'll try to be as honest and transparent as possible.

- I'm your typical lazy stoner-musician type 20 year old, quite disillusioned with the current state of affairs in the world hence a lack of motivation towards material and monetary gain. I'm pursuing a career within the field of electronic music and sound design, and with inspiration from (unverified) accounts of acoustic levitation would eventually like to research possible applications of this technology.

- I've always had a strong interest in ancient cultures, the paranormal, UFOs and esoteric topics, even as a young child. I lived my younger years away from the city, and the hustle and bustle that comes with it. During these early years, I'd quite often talk about stuff no small child would understand or even know about. I remember being in the shops with my mum one day and all of a sudden everything just became extremely vivid and absolutely full of color, everything in the shop was very distinct and you could clearly make everything out yet at the same time everything was swirling in a vortex of colour, a bit like those psychedelic visualizers in iTunes. I remember very clearly telling my mum that I was using my Third Eye. She, hearing this coming from a 4 year old, was quite shocked! As far as I know there's no way I would have known or understood the Pineal Gland (Third Eye) and its applications. I spent most of my time running around outside, playing with our dogs, etc and didn't spend a lot of time watching T.V, and when I did I was children's television, and I don't think this subject matter would have cropped up during my morning dose of Sesame Street lol.

- I've often been called an old soul, and been told that I project an aura of extreme calmness and centeredness, and people often open up to me as I can empathize very well with people (just as a side note, I'm not trying to say I'm special or unique. I believe, for want of better words, these traits and/or abilities are inherent to everyone, it's just through our unique experience of reality, social conditioning and personal choices that see us forget that we even have them in the first place). There were a couple of other instances when I was very young that I don't remember, one of them resulted in my kindergarten teacher said I was psychic. I'll have to ask mum what happened seeing as I don't remember, and I'll update this thread once I find out. What might be interesting to note is that once we moved back to the city, these occurrences stopped. If anyone is familiar with The Ra Material you'll understand the concept of veiling. My theory is, when you're a child, the veil hasn't fully dropped yet, and you're able to penetrate the veil somewhat, and the combination of growing up and moving to the city would have quickly pulled the veil down, as more and more material distractions started filling my life meaning I was less inclined and had less time to work on these "inner experiences" I guess you could call them.

- While I profess pretty much zero interest in politics, my mother was very left and my dad was very right, which if you read into it, it also constitutes a pretty big difference in their personalities, which eventually led to a divorce. Luckily for my sister and I, they can still get along and both took responsibility in raising us after the split. Still, this period of my life caused me a lot of pain, and still to this day I find it hard to engage with people and find relationships with women somewhat lacking. I feel as though history will repeat in my case and I'll either end up hurting someone or being hurt myself. I am working on that aspect of myself though

- I was privately educated, funded by my dad, while living with mum in the closest thing in Australia has to a ghetto. Needless to say, high school was weird! Luckily I was good at Sport, so popularity wasn't an issue, but when it came to inviting mates over to hang out, etc, that didn't really happen until Senior Year when I found a group of chilled out, like minded individuals such as myself. Now at this point, there's a lot more I could say about myself, as I don't usually open up this much, and even though it feels quite therapeutic I don't want to bore you guys! So, let's get to the story.

Here's some context for what happened. It was Old Boys Day for my old school (old boys is slang for students who have graduated), and me and my dad went to the Old Boys Dinner that night. My dad is a proud Old Boy and is also chairman of The Old Boys Association. It was a pretty big deal for him so I thought I'd be a good son and go along. Me and my dad have a strange relationship, as I'm sure many sons do with their fathers. We get along and can shoot the #, but we never talk about anything in any depth such as our relationship, emotions etc. Vintage men!

So the night went on, and I took great advantage of the free bar tab on offer. I didn't want to overdo it as I had work the next morning and a friends going away function after the dinner so I said my goodbyes and left. Now the weirdness begins. As soon as I got onto the street, I realized I wasn't too familiar with this part of town and didn't know how to get to the train station. So I approached the first group of people I saw, and asked them for directions. This group of people were about my age and consisted of a guy from London, a guy from Sudan and a girl from New Zealand. The girl insisted that they escort me to the station so I'm safe. I'm quite tall and well built and generally don't have a problem with aggressors so i told them I dont want to put them out of their way, just some directions would be fine but this girl wouldn't have a bar of it so I agreed to the escort.

So off we walk, quite the multicultural crew we were. My mum is from New Zealand so I immediately found common ground with the girl and we started chatting. When meeting someone new, I tend to probe a lot and not give too much away about myself. You'll see how this is important shortly. We eventually got to the station, and I was chatting to one of the guys when the girl sort of just comes up to me and grabs my hand. Where she was relaxed and chatty before, she was now looking very focused and serious. She started rubbing my palm, and stated (read: it wasn't a question) that I was experiencing lower back pain. I work in a warehouse to earn my keep, so it's quite mechanical work with a lot of lifting. For a couple of weeks leading up to this night I'd actually been having lower back spasms almost every day, and a lot of stiffness. I was pretty taken aback, but I thought you could probably tell if someone is having back pain just by looking at their posture. So at this point, I was a little skeptical, yet intrigued. Continued...

posted on Oct, 13 2012 @ 01:48 AM
As I said before, I was a little skeptical at this point. She keeps rubbing my palm, the whole time our gazes were locked. She goes on to say I have a strained relationship with my father, and that I feel a lot of pain and guilt for my parents divorce. She said I need to forgive myself as I did nothing wrong. She also said she felt a great amount of sexual activity, though no actual relationship (being single I look to "other means" for satisfaction, so in order to keep my dignity I kinda just blew that one off like it was nothing, even though she nailed it). She said she could sense a great deal of mana flowing through me (I believe mana is the expression used by the Maori culture to describe intelligent energy aka prana, chi, etc. Please correct me if I'm wrong) however a blockage in my heart chakra is creating a disturbance. In order to fix this I need to repair my relationship with my father, forgive him and most importantly forgive myself, even though I did nothing wrong. She then went on to say she felt I have a lot of love to give, I just need to stop being afraid to show it, and that everything I touch within the next 6 months will turn to gold.

We hugged for a while afterwards. It was strange, as she told me all this it was as though she felt the emotions as well, which leads me to believe this was sincere and not an elaborate ruse to mess with my mind lol. I mentioned before that when I meet someone, I don't give away much. Same thing with this girl. Chatting to her on the way to the station, I told her pretty much nothing about myself, so cold reading (or is it hot reading?) I'm fairly sure, is not the culprit. She said she wanted to work with me more, so I asked for her number. She said she'd lost her phone but gave me her sisters number, who would be able to get me in contact with her. We hugged again, then she joined her friends I went on my way, my mind completely blown as to what the # just happened! I waited a few days then called her sister, gave her my number and asked her to pass it on to the girl. Whether she did or not I don't know, all I know is I didn't hear anything back. I was pretty keen on her after that as well, but hey that's life

So, what did I take from all this?

Initially I was disappointed, as this was someone I felt an actual connection with. For someone who struggles to connect with people this was a big deal. I was a bit hurt that she didn't call back, whether she didn't want to or her sister just thought I was some stalker and didn't pass on the message I guess I'll never know. So I cooled off and started to think about it with my head rather than the snake in my pants. If anyone is familiar with The Ra Material, you'll understand the concept of catalyst. Basically, Ra states that we're in this density of existence to learn. Learning is accomplished through catalyst, in which the universe essentially provides us a situation in which we have a number of ways in which we can react, and it is through our different reactions to experience that we learn. It's hard to explain succinctly so if you're interested pm me and I'll link you the material. I've been mulling over this experience since it happened and concluded that even if I never see that girl again, she provided a catalyst in which I can choose to ignore the advice given or take action and do something about it, in this case try and foster a good relationship with my father. I think I know which action I'll be taking. I know the skeptics among ATS will be quick to pass this off, I'm also sure this story will resonate within some of you, maybe something similar has happened? If so, please share!

Anywho, that's my introduction. I hope I didn't bore you and that you took something meaningful from my story.

posted on Oct, 19 2012 @ 06:38 AM
Thank you for your introduction. I really enjoyed reading it and reminded me, that mine is already overdue. Maybe I fix that by this weekend....

Some people have abilities, I would have tried a second time to contact her sister. She offered her help.


posted on Oct, 19 2012 @ 06:46 AM
reply to post by ShaolinHeadspin

I'm your typical lazy stoner

Hrm, well.

Therefore I cannot believe the story 100 %, sorry.

But hey, applause you for your honesty.



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