Since May 2014 I’d only had three out-of-body experiences; none of which were worth blogging about. They were a combination of brief and unspectacular. It’s amazing really that I should look upon three out-of-body experiences in a 15 month period as being so mundane. Most people, I’m sure, go an entire lifetime without experiencing any. But, I’d become so used to having astral adventures of quite a spectacular kind on a fairly regular basis, that anything else seemed quite boring. Then it happened!
On the morning of Saturday 29 August 2015 I was laying in bed asleep and having a dream. The next thing I knew was that I felt the all-too-familiar sensation of the presence of spirit around me; I was awake and being carried away at speed. What happened next was probably one of the shortest astral adventures of the countless I’ve had over the years. However, it is right up there vying for top spot when it comes to the spectacular. It really was short and sweet; and I feel I was lulled into a false sense of expectation as I waited for a truly incredible adventure to unfold. Nonetheless, what I did experience was indeed nothing short of truly incredible.
In what seemed like no time at all I was placed in what I can only describe as the most incredibly amazing natural scene I have ever witnessed. I didn’t even touch down before I was back in my body, but I was there long enough to gaze upon the most wonderful sky. It was dusky; like that magical time just before dawn breaks or darkness falls. It was red and mottled; like a mystical, cosmic blanket above me. It’s difficult to describe accurately what else I saw, but I will do my best. Up above, and in front of me, were three planets in close proximity to each other; all magnificent in their splendour. Now I’m sure all of you have seen a full moon? Well it will help you to understand what I saw if you can hold the image of a full moon in your head at the time when it appears lowest in the night sky. It looks big and slightly yellow in colour and it radiates such beautiful light.
All three planets looked so beautiful; and at least one displayed patches of a most beautifully gorgeous red colour. The two smaller ones to the fore; one slightly eclipsing the other, and the larger one to the rear and slightly higher. The light radiated was just truly amazing; and coupled with the red sky and mottled cloud, it was something that was heavenly to behold. As I gazed in awe I felt that familiar tug and in no time I was back in my body, in my bed, and trying to get my thoughts around what I’d just experienced. No words can truly describe what I saw; even words such as “amazing”, “incredible” and “spectacular” do not do it justice.
Art therapy is an amazing activity; for everyone, but especially for people with a life-limiting and/or terminal illness. All the great souls who have ever incarnated into flesh for the sake of bringing a message of love and truth to the human race have all advocated the importance of “killing” the mind; and art therapy is a most effective way of doing this, albeit on a temporary basis. Art therapists have an uncanny skill of being able to put their clients in touch with themselves at soul level. Because the soul has nothing to fear, in those moments when they are engrossed in their creativity, those who are afflicted are completely oblivious to their predicament.
Author - Richard F Holmes 