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Index of OBE, Part 2 |
© copyright Phyllus, 2000
... As I mentioned in a previous mailing to you I have experienced these
things spontaneously all of my life and until I started trying to
understand them as an adult they were sometimes very terrifying due to
the visions of things to come. Yet, now I have learned much in my
studies over the past year and have learned to induce the travels and
find that developing some control over the experiences brings yet
another understanding and awareness. I find that inducing out of body
experiences allows for much better control of ones awareness during the
experience as well. With this awareness comes the unmistakable
realization and indisputable knowledge that existence does in fact
continue after the physical body has died. But today I write for I feel
my travels have developed to a new level where I am having some
difficulty understanding the meanings of messages I receive while
projecting.
I have learned the importance of communicating with the "spirit guides" that inhabit these other realms. During my meditations I ask for their help in developing or ask them to guide me along my path with love and light giving me the ability to experience with more clarity and remembrance. As a result, many symbols have begun appearing in my travels and it is this that confuses me. I have no knowledge of symbols and seek to learn how to better interpret them currently. Here I will share two of the most vivid experiences in which the experiences consisted totally of symbols in answer to the questions and/or requests I made of the spirit guides during my meditations.
Experience 1:
One night, four of my friends from a psychic development group and I planned to meet on the astral realms where we would take a momento from the experience and share it with each other the next day. The momento (remembrance) of something on the hill would serve as a way to compare similarities and proof that we had actually visited the hill. The plan was to meet on top of a tall hill having a single tree on top of it with a flowing stream or brook at the bottom of the hill. On top of the hill would be an unnamed object that we would search for and remember when and if we found it. So that night I excitedly induced an out of body experience and went in search of the hill. Following is an excerpt from my dream journal describing the experience.
February 7, 2000
As I found myself in the out of body state I was
soaring through the clouds, travelling a long distance it seemed. I
traveled so far that I felt I must give up my search for the hill when
suddenly I descended from the clouds where beneath me I saw rolling,
grassy hills. I slowed my flight to examine the hills and suddenly
found myself hovering above a very high hill with a tree on top of it.
I flew slowly around the hill in a clockwise direction at treetop level
in search of whatever I could find on the hilltop. Our mission was to
take a momento from the hill and share it with others from the group.
As I neared the end of my circle around this hill and tree I saw
something sitting a ways from the tree. Slowly I descended for a better
view. As I approached I recognized that this object was that of an
angel standing upon a pedestal. The angel was glowing, a magnificent
white, hands held in a prayer position with wings spread out on either
side. Most notable was the extremely serene expression upon the angels
face, eyes closed, as her head was bowed in prayer. I looked around to
see if any of the other travelers from the group had arrived and to my
disappointment saw none. I knew I had arrived before them. I felt it
was time to move on and soared back over the rolling hills and back
through the clouds.
After some time I emerged once more from the clouds and found myself in a new location. I was in some strange building. I went out the door of the building into a street constructed of something that resembled cobblestone, though it was not. It appeared to be made of smooth rocks of some sort. Inside the building I had left I had been conversing with a thinly built man who had brown hair and a mustache, though I don't recall the conversation. I do remember that he seemed angry for some reason as if I had imposed on him. It was raining outside and the street was glimmering wet from rain. I could feel the rain upon me. The rain felt cold and I felt I was in another country (England?). I held an animal -- I believe it was a cat -- tightly in my arms in a way to protect it from the rain. I looked across the street at a white multi-story building. I also noticed there was another multi-story building to my right. The roads were curvy as they twined through the cityscape. I then began running across the street with a feeling that someone was behind me. I had some concern that it was the angry man, so I kept looking over my shoulder as I ran but never saw anyone. My intention was to run across the street and enter the building on the other side for safety. I then came out of the light trance state to a fully awakened awareness.
Two of the members reported finding "q-tips" on top of the hill. Another member of the group, reported that she flew above a small city in London where she watched someone running in the street. She reported that the streets were wet and there were buildings on either side of a narrow street. She recalled trying to figure out who the man was that stood in the doorway of one of the buildings.
What is the symbolic meaning of the angel I found on the hill? Does it have something to do with the importance of prayer or meditation?
Finally, here is an excerpt from my journal after I requested of the "spirit guide" to share knowledge of my spiritual path with me so that I may better understand the purpose of these experiences.
March 10, 2000
After my request, to my surprise, immediately, while fully awake and
conscious, I was shown a most beautiful white horse with wonderfully
tufted white and gold wings. It was galloping gracefully upon the
clouds. Upon the horse's back was a woman with flowing white wraps.
She had long golden hair blowing in the wind and she was barefoot. There
was absolutely no lapse in awareness during this experience, which was
very surprising to me.
Then I was shown a huge canvas with brilliantly colored paint upon it in an abstract form. I knelt before the canvas painting this abstract myself. I worked with purpose and intent and finished with a stroke of finality and then stepped back to view the abstract. There was much red and indigo in the painting and suddenly I noticed that a frog was also there upon the canvas, painted in a lovely green color was his tiny little body. I was suddenly curious about the frog and wondered why it was there. I remembered that I had seen the frog in previous travels and longed to understand why. As I studied the frog my vision ended and I came fully aware in the physical with the struggle to understand paramount in my mind. I must now ask what is the meaning of this painting and try to understand why this frog keeps appearing to me in these visions.
So there you have it, Alfred. ....
Until next time - happy travels!
