Nursing babies

[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.

I wanted to bring this experience which I had 15/10/14 to this section of the journal as I think it's very relevant for me to remember at the moment.
I've just been watching a tv documentary about some Brits , retirement age who visited India. What struck them was the friendliness and spirituality of this country.A wealthy lady, when questioned about the extremes between the poor and the rich answered...." It's a matter of Karma. If the people are poor then they believe that this is Karma and this is how it's meant to be and their next life will be better.
ITS ABOUT ACCEPTANCE.
I need a little reminder to myself at the moment . I'm wanting too many things that I don't need.
Could it be that when you have very little you have very few needs but the more you have the more you want.( that last bit, definitely.)

[susan]

Just a dream but need to record for learning purpose.
Reading on another forum got very excited at the thought of helping in astral rather than just hoping for something eventful and exciting. Even if it's my made up imagination let's try to do a service whilst sleeping .... So just go with this.
Tried to stay awake round 4.30 but fell asleep.
Dreamt I'd missed the train. ( knew I had fallen asleep and missed the opportunity to experience )
I'm in a bedroom I know and am looking through a small window and there s a complete different scene outside which is like green hills and I know this is the way to astral. Next thing I'm through the window and on the back of a pink toy elephant. The elephant is so happy to be helping me and shows so much love and protection towards me . It is so happy to be helping me and to be with me the trunk keeps comforting me to let me know it is protecting me and taking me home .
Thoughts.
So going to sleep wanting to do a service may have given me a higher dream.
So I will record this as a dream, because that is what it was.
The pink elephant reminds me of the card I was given a while back of a child's card with an elephant drawn and filled in with pink.
( an elephant has a long memory and I see pink as either love or female
Just need to add there s absolutely no comparison to OBEs described as such.)

[eyeoneblack]

Ask Karen six-five-nine yesterday: Are you staying in your body these days? She said she was 'staying put' living in the physical, that her focus now was 'inward'. There is a bit of a difference.

[susan]

VHi Richard. Is this the Karen who used to post on this site a few years ago?
I'm not sure if your meaning the intuitive side during the awake stage and our own analysis of our waking life or something different.

Having read again my last post about the dream I realise that I was wrong to dismiss this as just a dream. Considering this is how many get into astral then this was very wrong.I suppose I am reluctant to loose the experience of consciously leaving body because you know then what is going on as it happens. My failure is being able to become lucid in a dream and turn it into an experience. Not sure how this can be worked on .
Whenever reflecting I've often tried to think how I felt. Shadowy figures , feeling kindness, fondness, fun. I think I still have a long way to go on these senses but that pink elephant toy gave me so much happiness, joy,protection, love. This was even felt as I woke up.
Was shown my goal again this am. Woman with very long legs kicking a football high in the sky.
Also saw my front door being opened and the ground outside was covered with snow.

An after thought. If I am responsible for forming my own interpretation of an energy perceived by me then I formed the projection of a pink elephant because of the above described feelings it was giving off and stored somewhere forgotten in my mind is the relevance to being given the pink birthday card of the pink elephant. Maybe. I'm going with this for the moment.

[eyeoneblack]

I think you're getting it Susan. I can't explain why I've latched on to you - there is no apparent reason - but I respect your journey and expect the best from you. You may a great teacher one day. Nameste.

[susan]

Thank you Richard. You may not realise how much that has helped to hear.
Was feeling rather silly about the pink elephant episode. This is why I think it's imperative for anyone experiencing events to read from the experienced authors to be able to put a meaning to it. Otherwise we are likely to be described as living in cuckoo land.
So here goes.

My Spaceman / woman, is back and I've had quite a lot of advice this am.
Woke up 4.30 from nice dream to do with physical.
Dream.
I'm looking out of a window and my late father is in the garden. My sister has brought some spring flowers to plant. Dad is watching her plant them.I,m inside doing the decorating deciding that the curtains will stay. There nice.
Woke up. ( Yesterday I enjoyed pulling out the old and planted some daffodils and tulips. Also did some painting of the stairs and felt really good about what I had done that day. My dad had come to live with me for his last 6 months and my sister would come and stay ) so my dream was connected to physical events.
After that I never got back to sleep. Ever time I tried I would just get to that stage of loosing consciousness when it was like someone clicking their fingers to wake you up and I would feel as if my physical body jumped a little.

First time it happened I had been deciding not to try to get out and just go to sleep.
As it happened, heard the click and jumped. Thought " WHY NOT? " Saw a shadowy black and white scene of a big spaceman sitting in the back seat of a car and his helmet was all misted up. ( will add to this at end of post)
2nd, thought " MORE" saw a CD. ( my binaural beats and meditation is my interpretation)
". Seeds, milk, veg, pulses.( saw them all, healthy living)
". Saw a scene where people were laughing. ( more laughter)
Saw my multi vitamin be taken out of its packet. ( keep up with the extra supplements)
Now this is the interesting one.
Thought "SWAP" saw Kurt's Multidimensional Human. And saw a biscuit tin on a kitchen bench of a BUDDHA .
Then I seemed to hear this one. " Sorry for what I've put you through" .
What I take from this load is help on the nutritional advice and more meditation. The last two , I had been thinking of re-reading Kurts book but I think the suggestion is to spend more time on the advice given on how to live in physical. How to act and think. This last bit may be encouraging me to do my own life review whilst alive and work out times I may have got it wrong, and how I could have done it better. What impact my words or actions may have had to someone.
( I suppose doing our homework now before passing over may give us brownie points )

7.30 am and that's it but the Spaceman.?
This is the 4th time he has appeared.
1) Hopping along after I perceived the big energy balls where I formed thoughts as to how they wanted to be perceived and the fun in them . ( learning to use my senses)
2) Giant spaceman with the dentists drill. ( a big test on fear in astral)
3) space man closing vault like doors but left slightly open when I got inside this room with white statues inside that started to come to life when I entered. ( felt this was some kind of library to do with evolution of life and was just around time I was encouraged to stop eating meat)
4) Today. But he wasn't in the drivers seat, he was in the back. ( I've been feeling a bit now that it might be up to me to do the work more. So often I'm raising up whilst still very alert going somewhere.)

This spaceman has been helping me along the way.
Kurt writes of some people perceiving space men when in fact this is used as a shield due to the brightness of the spirit.
This would maybe explain another event a few weeks ago not recorded.
Had been sending out thoughts about why some people ..... Compared to ........
Dreamt of a plumpish woman talking to me, explaining things to me which made sense, but in the dream I cannot see her head. She has a kind of woolen rolled tube covering the whole of her face and head. Even in the dream I'm thinking why has she got that funny thing over her face. Why aren't I allowed to see her?
This could explain why.
Off to do some gardening.

[susan]

When I'm getting nothing I think this is a good time to do some reflection within the journal as to progress.
Something that got my attention was my vocabulary. It's been mostly saying nothing at all or " Hello" .
So since my last reflection ( page 27. 8/6/14) I've taken consciously induced OBEs to look for a pattern or improvement.


Simulation or not? did someone speak to me? Did I speak to someone.

27/8/14
Figure of a man in room Yes? Yes. No

5/9/14
After Death Zone. No? Yes. Yes

6/10/14
In the warehouse with filing cabinets. Yes. No. Yes

Then I entered astral,where the little girl was. No. Yes. Yes


15/10/14
The scene of such poverty. Yes. Yes. No

So the two times when I really believe this to have been an astral visit with a purpose there has been interaction between me and another person.
Possible simulations just seem to be only one of us saying something, but no conversation.
Plenty more possibilities recorded but only wanted to focus on the ones where I have been totally aware from start to end since last review.

Next Vibrational Senses.
Last time I thought they were starting to come into play. The big bouncing energy balls ( spaceman there helping)
Since then my trip to the After death zone where I think I interpreted what I was picking up such as seeing dad.
Then my pink elephant dream where I think I entered astral. I knew what this person was saying to me and I felt how this person was feeling towards me and the love, protection and happiness and my interpretation of what I was picking up .( pink elephant, only because there was a connection)
So, I think slight improvement there.

Communication senses.
I felt back then I was being informed that these were still being worked on. The garbled unintelligible message I got in my bathroom.
Since then the two important astral visits we have conversed.
I said hello to the guy in the lab coat and he replied.
I spoke to the young girl and she answered me.
So improvement there also.

What I need to be doing if there is a next time is to not only say hello but " hello , who are you?
We do so much talking in our recalls of dreams, even when feeling we have left dream zone and being mentored in astral but the above is different.

[susan]

I Want to just note here what a wonderful day I've had that could have ended so differently.
This morning in between short light naps I woke to, " Susan, this is the way to best barbecue chicken". It made me laugh a bit because I didn't enjoy my evening meal. I overcooked the veggy sausages whilst cooking hubby a steak. This was almost like a tease.
So when going back to sleep I just sent out a thought that I appreciate I may be talking to me in my sleep, but a me that knows far more than me . Woke up again. This time picked up

" When I passed over the Lord called out to me. "
I find this interesting considering the topic on suicide I reluctantly felt I needed to respond to.
I have never referred to the Lord in this journal. I do not follow any religious pattern.
So by the time I left for work this am I was disturbed by what I had read in a thread on this forum. If I had been day off this would have stayed with me all day, but I was with my lovely ladies in the Dimentia care home. I was met at the door by six residents , all smiling , saying good morning and my day was filled with laughter and hugs. Loved it.
These ladies have no idea how much they can lift you

Forgot to add, after the chicken thing ( and barbecue I used to love) I started to think of the soup I make and freeze. Will soon need to make more and was thinking of the chicken I put in this and as I dozed off was feeling sure this tiny amount would be okay.
Upon wakening I picked up. " oh no, that would be wrong"

[susan]

MAGICAL EXPERIENCE and an O.M.G.
It's been a long time since I could record something under my "Magical Experience" heading but this excels even the ones already recorded.
I saw / was shown, either Angels or Fairies.
There is much to record about through the night and the questions that built up to this but for now only time to record the event itself.
This happened between the last time looking at my clock 7-50 am and 8-10 am when it was over.

Looking closely into eyes, silenced mind from looking at nothing to the nothing becoming blacker then blackness. This gets my attention.then in the distance I could see Black and White cubes. Hundreds of them slowly turning in space. Some of them were filled in more on some sides with black than the others. As I saw this it reminded me of CFT's description(and others) about geometric shapes. Thinking ' this is great, I'm finally back out in space again and it's the first time I'd come across the geometrics. I've got somewhere deep in space without the feeling of exiting the body.'
Then looking deep into the black space over on the distance my vision was taken up with different groups to look at from right to left. Everything was made up of sparkling silver. Best way to describe this is if you were to get a glittery silver pen and draw dot to dot without joining the dots but close enough together to form a shape.Awesome to look at.
Also what I also noticed whilst viewing was that they were at different levels. Like fish under water would be, but then this was space with no ground level .

So to the right this looked like a silver city, buildings of different heights grouped together standing alone in space. Stars sparkling alone behind them.
Now to the left of this OMG! I was looking at a group of either 'ANGELS or FAIRIES', and they had WINGS!!!!
I couldn't believe what I was looking at. I didn't believe in Faries and I thought that the idea of Angels having wings was just a myth used in writings and drawings. A sight I would never ever have witnessed. They were grouped together far away at different heights facing each other, but I still felt they looked tall and their wings were almost as big as their bodies and looked slightly pointed at the top. Tried to quickly count them 6/7 no more, one was slightly apart from the others.
I have always tried to stay realistic and grounded when thinking of Angels but have thought of them as being portrayed as bigger than Fairies, ( not that I believed in Faries) due to their size I'm going along the Angel route.
( I cannt believe that I'm writing this)
Further to the left groups of stars sparkling, swirling around going deeper into space forming like a vortex.( recorded this before from a dream)
Then everything faded and was gone.
8.10am. The recent OBE where I felt humble to have had the experience, even though I thought this was a simulation for my consideration, well this one I feel I've witnessed the most magical sight to date. Don't think anything will beat this.

I think I know why I was shown this. There is so much to write up as to the lead up to this through the night but will have to do some homework on the journal as I can see the jigsaw pieces fitting together if I was just to take my magical experiences and put them in a group of their own they would make sense.
1) the sky covered with angel wings.
2) no contamination beyond this point.
3) the giant sparkling head deep in space.

[susan]

Referring to the last post need to note what lead up to this.
I had already given up meat but for a couple of weeks I noticed that my wine seemed to be on a hit list. I ignored this. I would have dreams suggesting that a character in the dream was drunk and was slurring their words. This confused me because I never had enough to cause this and I had read a suggestion that a small amount of alcohol could even aid events. From 3 glasses per day only in the evenings I cut it down to 2 . The dreams got stronger, my amount got even smaller. Not even a full glass per night. Then the other night husband off I had TWO glasses of wine. ( that's not even half a bottle)
So that evening I woke up from a short scene where there was no dream recall with a story , just a quick short scene where I'm in a prison cell and two prison officers are standing at the door then very slowly you see a mans legs slowly walking into the room and stands in front of the officers. He was the warden and has a whip in his hand as my view moves up to see his face. ( friendly enough) I was told " your not going to do that again are you?
That was it.
So at this stage it could be said that Susan was just dreaming this because she felt she was being pushed to give up alcohol. All through the day I was recalling this with humour.
However by evening time ready for bed I sent out questions. My pleasures are being taken away from me. When I have a meal now I can no longer look forward to a lovely piece of roast chicken. My wine is to a bare minimum. How far is this to go and why should I follow this? What benefit is there for me? I can see non. Others who drink and eat meat have lovely experiences so am I being foolish here ? Please help me here because I don't understand.
That night I woke up approx 3am. Recalled very vivid dream. 3 people sitting on a couch saying that there is someone else in the house . I was told to go upstairs and wait. I then see a light from a torch slowly descend the stairs and position in front of the other two people. They ask " what do you want" ? Then a big comic book bubble appears above one of their heads with a very old looking man with a long beard in old clothing . This was connecting to spirit.
So awake, once again this had been a strong dream realy getting my attention. But once again just a dream. Stayed awake a while deciding this was still a heavy price to pay for giving up pleasures.
Then between 7.50 am to 8.15 am I saw whilst still very lucid the silver city and angels I could not have ever thought in a thousand years I would see.
So my questions were answered. What could I expect as a reward for giving these pleasures up.?
Better contact with the spirit world and to witness the most beautiful unimaginable sights .
I suppose it's all about raising your vibration.