Nursing babies

[CFTraveler]

I think your interpretation is right on, and I think you'll have the opportunity to interact with your dad when it's time to move on to focus 27.

[susan]

I hope so CFT.
Having had 2weeks to read Kurt's ' Otherwhere' for the first time , it was worth every pound I paid. I would have paid even more if I had known what I would be reading .
The description of part of the 'After Death Zone' where souls are taken/ retrieved, has left me feeling sure I did actually visit this area described in the previous above post.

There are so many similarities.
First, my senses were in operation. As soon as I landed I felt very somber even before I witnessed what I did.
He writes of his guide telling him that he was perceiving on his own now......he was responsible for interpreting what he picked up......
He writes of Lab Technicians.....( with alchemical apparatus) ....... Wearing white lab coats..........carrying clip boards......making observations.
Robert Munroe and Kurt ( page 109 ...Otherwhere...) perceived and translated their experience differently.
Kurt was within a lecture being given to himself and others where he found himself taking part of and experiencing. He describes row upon row of shelves containing deep wooden drawers containing shades as they go through a transformation process.Can'nt at this point find in the book where he compares Robert Munroes description but it seems to be up to the individual to interpret , and as I was there looking for my father , I translated what my senses perceived. Both Robert and Kurt we're learning of souls as a collective with the purpose of writing to inform the public. I believe mine was personal.Hence the interpretation that he may still be asleep.
He writes of being informed not being allowed to pass the dream zone whilst contaminated with uncentering emotions. Also that a desire to explore is not enough to grant access .
Maybe this was/ is my only experience of the after death zone because I had wanted to meet with my father and I needed to be informed??? And I had the four levers inplace. .????? Time will tell.........

Just want to record for journal . Been on holiday and was prepared to eat meat. Didn't want anything to spoil holiday.
No meat at all eaten. So easy. So much choice of alternatives I have surprised myself. I still don't call myself a vegetarian as I don't feel committed enough to label myself this. This is a long term achievement to aim for. Surprisingly , my husband has been so supportive due to telling him about my dreams about this and the writing , that he followed me around the buffet and almost copied what I ate. Also when visiting family on holiday he pre-warned them and the choice was immense. Just love him to bits.

[susan]

Recalled this last one as a dream but there seemed to be clairvoyance within it.
Prior to going on holiday had had some deep thoughts about the other personalities we have been and when we leave our physical body how do we integrate with our other personalities we had been. Remembering' Seth Speaks ' by Jane Roberts, Seth brought forward the future Seth to talk , who seemed to have a different personality and residing in a different location. I found this confusing to try to understand how we perceive things when out of physical.
The following dream went as......

I'm standing in a large factory where a woman is teaching me. Suddenly the whole floor is covered and swimming with all the lovely pastries that you could desire. Apple strudel, Apple turnovers, chocolate Clair's, doughnuts. They are swimming in the floor amongst a liquid that looked like custard. To sum up everything gooey and bad for you but a luxury as a treat.
She explained that everything went down stairs ( saw it flowing down to the lower level) and got sieved and only the best was left behind and this was taken and made into the large inflatable representation of the companies logo.
Whilst I was viewing the custard and others swimming around I saw a small handbag amongst all of this and it did not belong there. It was out of place.she picks it up and gives it to me as I say that it doesn't belong there. It looks out of place. I took it. I could have it.
It was small , navy and beige with a lock at the front and a strap long enough to put over your shoulder over your neck so it couldn't fall off your shoulder.
Fast forward and planning luggage allowance for holiday decided not to take usual handbag but take 5 kilos allowance instead and put necessary documents in zip compartment.
Shopping duty free and there it was . The exact same bag described ( wasn't looking for anything but this was the first time we had not used a band bag for important passports and relevant papers. (£12.00) . Bought it and was so useful for the rest of the holiday. Worth every penny.
So it could have been random dreaming with clairvoyance added or explaining how our personalities are sieved and cleansed of impurities and eventually made into one .?

[susan]

Since over indulgence during holiday I have felt so distant from any connection, but then I've written many times of feeling dis- connected for periods . Early hours of morning today thought would do some energy work and try to get back in contact when I suddenly visualised a police car with its blue light flashing. I feel sometimes for some reason we do not understand we are not encouraged to try to venture out. ( even Kurt talks of his early adventures where he was consciously aware of leaving his body when hands would push him back into body) I don't understand why but out of my control. Due to the light sleep I recalled 2 dreams.
1) I'm in a corridor with others and being told there is a big test and a written test at the end. I enter a classroom where a lovely teacher who has a class of pupils, asks me what I'm doing here and I have nothing to worry about. I've done this so many times before . She gives me a hug and I feel so much warmth and love from her.
2). I've crept into a classroom with others and pinched files that detailed our lives and who we had been, there was a picture of me but what I was looking for wasn't there.
Comments.
This can become so difficult to dismiss ordinary thoughts that are present in mind at time of sleeping that creates the dream , to something more.
The reason I say this is that I remember feeling so much love and warmth coming from this teacher in the dream.

[susan]

This week has been too tiring and it's showing in my dreams.
2 small dreams with humour .
1) I'm watching an elderly couple in a noddy type car just cruising along slowly on the road and a jogger is jogging beside them keeping up and 2 cyclists are cycling fast to catch up with them .
The exact interpretation of this I'm not sure but in reality, I have to keep reminding myself that I CANNT go at the pace I used to be able to. I'm fit and healthy but getting older and have to slow down. ( something strange again but I wasn't aware of spelling CANNT with capital letters and I ve just tried to write it again incase I accidentally pressed the arrow for a capital C and even then the other letters change to small.)
2) I'm running round in a big circle and someone notes that there's spilt coffee on the floor. I stop and get kitchen roll to clean it up then rush to get changed for work. A group of people are laughing at me because I didn't realise it was my day off.

So yes these two dreams are how I'm feeling at the moment but I like the humour in them.

5am I was just starting to think of trying some NEWS when I suddenly picked up ' SORRY QUEEN' .

( one of my dreams near beginning of journal I titled under my magical heading because of the beauty of the colours and sounds all merging into each other ,I was told , ' Even the Queen was calling' .This was when I had come so close to having an accident with an oncoming car and a cyclist and was upset I hadn't been warned about this. The dream followed.
I've also recently dreamt of the queen and me and a dog.
Finally just upon awakening I picked up ' the Olympics and saw two white doves. '
My own interpretation on this is ..
The Olympics are about excelling , striving , something worked at to perfection.
Doves to me represent peace and love.
Well that's me told maybe.

[susan]

This morning after a short sleep saw a lovely thin hand with long fingers holding a fountain pen and dipping it into an ink pot and starting to write on a piece of paper.
Very slow and elegant.
Have decided to concentrate more work on the brow and not to expect or hope to leave body .
I went back a few years on the OBE forum and it did me good to re -live my old adventures before this journal started and a lot of good advice is given concerning frustration and confusion which is what I feel at the moment.
I know I expect a result from the work I put in but deep down I know I'm expecting too much too often.
Or am I? If my body is asleep anyway and resting why CANN'T I get ( it's done it again, I didn't spell with capital letters) out.
Advice was that shifts are necessary even if they conflict with our desires and expectations and to trust the process.

So , still NEWS, more brow work added, bouncing , brushing, colour and will start to just look and wait.

Something I forgot to add, woke up from another short dream where I picked up ' crystal clear' .something will be made crystal clear. The dream was I suppose to do with my frustration and probably just my dreaming mind but will record anyway.
I've arrived at an airport terminal and am walking along a long wide corridor towards the immigration, passport area. Someone behind is wanting to kill my friend in front of me ( there was no fear in this dream) The person throws a knife and its embedded in a wall. I take the knife and place it in my Filofax so he CANNT use it again. ( Right! There has to be something playing up with my I pad when writing the word cannt. )
The dream now has me standing watching some army men walking in my direction. I decide that the man behind the others must be the corporal and they pass me . For some reason I feel I have to salute and do. ( I feel silly even if it was a dream. )
The corporal leaves the others and comes over to me. He has a very gentle manner and asks me, " if I was to send you to Portugal on your own what is stopping you? . That's when I woke up and picked up that something will be made crystal clear.
The pen and paper described above was picked up at a different wake up and I have no dream recalled from that.

[susan]

I didn't think I would have anything to post so quickly.

Went to bed fine. No extreme tiredness, concerns, listened to beautiful Tibetan tape whilst pottering in house. Everything fine.

Woke up from dream. It was obscene. This disturbed me. Back to sleep and woke up from other dream. This was me in the middle of a lake on a rowing boat and someone is under water swimming up to frighten and kill me. ( there is a resemblance in the scene here to something seen on telly about a week ago. ) This had me a little reluctant to go back to sleep, but just as I was dozing off I saw the face of a man zoom up closer to me and he had dark glasses on. This was not a sight that would have you think ' oh my guide' , There was only a slight resemblance to my father but this frightened me. I'm watching someone be shot. Started to doze again when I felt myself sinking, knew I was on the verge and suddenly felt my whole energy body like a small electric shock going through me. This made me even more alert . Started moving downwards and to the right. Everything was dark, nothing to see but I was so alert that I always get excited when I'm out so not thinking of anything else other than excited to see where I would end up.

Eventually I've stopped but everything is very dark and I could see movement in front of me. This felt like a large area underground but all I could see were outlines of what looked like a giant black buddha, then a giant naked man but he looked like a Neanderthal .
Suddenly everything changed and I'm in light.
This was great, I felt I'd finally got somewhere.
A woman was in front of me going to a tall filing cabinet. She opened it to put some papers in and I went up behind her and said " Hello" . She didn't reply. Another woman was sitting at a table with papers. I thought I should say hello so put my hand on her shoulders and said hello. She didn't reply.
Next thing I'm at the other end of the room and it looks like a large warehouse. Some others are walking to the outside. I wonder why they are walking when they could fly. Didn't want to seem out of place so skimmed across the floor with a pretence of walking. I made a game if it and as I got closer decided I wanted to explore outside while I had time , had to stay focused so rose up in the air and shot above their heads and outside.
I see four men flying high in the sky but they were upside down vertical going in the direction to a valley area ahead. I picked up that there was an air show starting.Next thing I'm down there but decided I didn't have time to waste, I needed to explore.
As I'm now at the top of the valley passing people a young girl has come to the side of me and is walking along side. About 5-6 years of age . I ask her if She wants a cuddle but she says no she has to find her mummy first. She was holding on to a man with her other hand who was small in stature and slightly Indian in origin. He took no notice of me , he didn't seem alarmed that she was holding my hand. Woke up.
Was thinking this one through and had been aware the whole time from leaving body to the end of experience.

Thoughts.
Still a mystery why I had such vile dreams.
If I had projected into the crazy dream zone area, why did I pass this dark area perceiving giant figures first?
If this was the dream zone they seemed to be a community of people interacting and there were of course the people putting on a flying display.
I cannot see this as a learning experience specifically for me as I didn't learn anything from this.
If this was an astral plane, which upon wakening I thought it could have been, the little girl has me confused. Could the young girl represent a younger soul?
I don't know, just pleased to have experienced it but woke up feeling exhausted as if I'd had no sleep.

[CFTraveler]

FWIW, I find that if I see something unpleasant on TV, my subconscious will keep ruminating on it and it'll serve it up to me later for further considering. If I actually observe it closely without flinching, it does not recur. But if I recoil and try to avoid/ignore it it will come back with some other version of the same thing.
About the little girl, it might be a retrieval- just talking to her may have done the trick. But this is just a guess.

[susan]

Thanks CFT. If this was a retreival then it may be connected to some previously recorded events.

Have done some homework on this last one to try to tidy up a few queries.
Such as
1) why didn't the two women aknowledge me when I said hello?

2) what were they doing with filing cabinet and desk ( putting files back into a filing cabinet) at the front of and inside a massive
warehouse? Anythings possible just a bit unusual.

3) (posted 8th May, page 25).......this was where the taxi driver was going to interview me to let me know how many people he had lost. This was when I then saw a mans pair of trousers with a zip running along the inside of the thigh, along over to the other leg running along the thigh, opening, and lovely little puppies running out. (I found this a little embarrassing at the time so didn't go into exact detail about it )but it got my attention, maybe I'm just overly feminine and shy but possibly a more male personality would not be as sensitive to showing this scene to get the message across, as it seemed to be suggesting the link of ' Family' to people lost which I later thought retrievals may be cropping up at a later date.

4) only recently ( 25 sept, page 34) a dream where I entered a classroom and met with the teacher but had picked up in the corridor that there was a big test coming up followed by a written test.
Followed by a dream where I'm sneaking into a class room pinching files to find out about who I've been , about myself.

So , Kurt writes of his ' instructor ' advising him of anomalies set up within a dream for him to work out that something wasn't how it should be and then he was expected to look for or to create a window or door to project through into astral.
Even though this wasn't a dream I've had similar before where I was taken to a canteen full of people but then I was taken to the massive window where we were suddenly through it and this was a different busy fun enviroment. I believed at the time to be astral.

For Consideration.
I believe that maybe I was taken to the warehouse enviroment and the women didn't acknowledge mebecause they weren't meant to. I was to work out the connection and relevance to the papers and filing cabinet and the recent dream where I was pinching papers from a file in a room which had information about who I had been, about me. It even had a photo in.
When I found an exit that would take me into Astral ( which I did by flying out the entrance) I should then work out the connection of the girl.
This is where I think it could have been a retrieval and the father figure wasn't alarmed at me holding her hand because maybe this was someone helping( not even going to try going there with just who.) plenty of descriptions printed of guides / spirits working in the after life taking on the disguise of a relative to help the situation. ( who knows , maybe on a couple of years I will decide it was me as well but not just yet.)
Maybe this was one of the lost puppies being retrieved.
Maybe this was the big test and this analysis was the written test.
Well makes a good story anyway.

Next must be to work out the beginning of OBE in the dark and the figures


As an add on just for the record have just read Kurt's online records on his website and an alternative I didn't think of was that possibly they couldn't see me because I was in the mental body within the astral.
I will keep this on the back burner but I don't think so. The little girl was holding my hand

[susan]

Early am another OBE but I believe this was neither an astral plane where spirits reside nor the Real Time Zone but I think was set up for my consideration.
This has been the most profound experience to date and have re lived the scene over and over in my mind all day.
All tiredness gone and last couple of days working on NEWS and brow area.
The other night I had a short exit where I got as far as the wall behind my bed but everything was so slow and I felt resistance so it ended abruptly.
Early morning was sending out thoughts. I felt a little lost. Where do I want to project to ? What more can I be doing in physical? Have a worthwhile job through the day giving out a lot of care and attention to people. Have given up all forms of meat. I'm being creative in the garden, painting doors inside, which gives me a lot of satisfaction but something is missing and I don't know what it is. I needed another goal to work on.

OBE.
Little NEWS , silenced mind but kept circling feet as long as I could .looked into brow just hoped to see something, anything, just something. Very soon I'm raising very slowly and now backwards.i tried to shoot up fast this time but again I had no control over the direction or speed. I could once again feel a strange kind of light resistance as I was going through the wall. Even the blackness got blacker just for a couple of seconds. Now I'm moving in a straight line but it felt I was facing forwards and from a greyish colour I now have sight. I'm moving forwards seeing a train track below and now Im sitting on a train looking out the window. This was great. What was I going to see?
The train slows down and I see small groups of people sitting on the ground along the track. The train pulls to a stop. This is the station but there was no building. Just people sitting. Without thinking I just rolled out of the window. ( I love it, how cool is that just rolling out of the window, Even 007 couldn't have done that)
I have never visited India but it came to mind. A long line of men and women in colourful clothes just sitting on their bottoms with their knees up and feet flat on the ground. Women had their heads covered but not face. There was a serene silence, almost acceptance coming from these people. As I passed the long line of people the area was full of all ages all dressed the same. Poverty was everywhere.in the distance was the waters edge like a shore line or edge of a long river. As I go over groups of children were milling around with adults. There were two very old looking trucks amongst the people that had an oblong sign stuck to the front. I tried to read the writing but it wasn't in English , in fact it could have been in Indian. The trucks had the same notice and it was written in blue and red. I got a feeling these could have either been a sort of ambulance or relief aid trucks.
As I go towards the water a young boy sees me and says " Good afternoon" in a broken accent.
This next bit was so so sad to look at.
Horses/ donkeys were walking the waters edge with their heads down and their owners at the side of them . I then saw more but their bodies were half in the sand/ soil, as they walked with their heads under the water. Were they searching for crabs under the sand ??
Men were half submerged in the water, just walking. Some men were on the backs of their horses hanging off submerging themselves under the water. This was extreme poverty but I don't know if they were searching for some kind of food under the water.this carried along the whole of the shore line.
Woke up instantly. I don't know why but I thanked myself ?? Which ever part of me was responsible for showing me this. I felt and still feel very humble to have had this experience.
Thoughts.
Firstly, I cannot believe that any poverty stricken people would reside in an astral realm such as that. Just 100% not.
The boy spoke to me, but he was the only one to acknowledge me. I don't believe this was Real time Zone and to be honest I have never witnessed anything as bad as this even on telly covering poverty stricken places.
So I think this was for my consideration.
Well it's too late in life to turn into another Gandhi or Sister Theresa. I cannt help the poor in this life. I'm too old to pack my bags and become a relief worker.I do my best as already described through the day. So what I will take from this is to be grateful for everything I already have. To stop wanting what I don't need. To try to be more content. As I was reminded a few months ago with the little white purse.... Treasures are found within....
I may have missed the point here completely but I was taken there for a reason and just walking amongst these people made me feel very humble as if they accepted their situation in life.
ACCEPTANCE.