A New Experience


544965_242122179232987_1867947155_nWell! It seems like ages since I’ve communicated with you. My PC problems have been sorted and here I am with my first blog post of 2015. It’s been quite a crazy time for me really; I feel like I’m going through a weird kind of transition period and I’ve just not been in the mood to write. For those who have been following my work for some time, you will know that I tend to write a lot about my actual experiences; and as I stated before Christmas, spectacular experiences, especially of the out-of-body type, have been at an all time low. So, it was with great relief that something of note; albeit something completely new, happened to me on the morning of January 21; something that I could actually blog about. Now before I get into the main theme of this post, I will just recap slightly because I’ve noticed that I have a number of new followers and I don’t want to leave them confused.

Since 1999 I’ve had so many out-of-body experiences that it would be impossible to recount them all.  They became so common-place that these days I only write about the truly amazing ones. I’ve also had many, many other experiences of a (sorry for using this word) “supernatural” nature; the likes of which most people only dream about. I say supernatural because it is a word people understand; unfortunately, it is a word that’s quite often used to describe all the stuff that gives someone like me a bad name. So, there I was, minding my own business…

It was the very early morning of January 21 and I started to dream. I was in a theatre, it was very dark and I was laying on my back on the stage. There was other people with me but I could not see them; I simply had a knowing sense that they were there. As we lay there, there was beams of what I understood to be harmful microwaves shooting out at us. My understanding of these was that they were being projected towards the Earth by aliens (yes, I know it sounds crazy, but I’ll get to the point soon). The microwaves missed us because we were laying on our backs. All of a sudden, I experienced a state of being that was completely new to me; and I shall explain.

Our dreams may be crazy most of the time, however, the emotions that we experience are very real; indeed, the only real difference between dream state and waking state is that in dream state we tend to experience rather intense emotions and are unable to physicalise. Also, some of you reading this will be familiar with being able to experience yourself as pure consciousness (our natural state) during meditation. When we achieve this state of awareness, it is as though the physical form has simply dissolved away and we become all expansive; we become “all that is” and at the same time, nothing. The key words in that last sentence are “all expansive”. Why? Because, in my dream I experienced the opposite of being “all expansive” whilst at the same time being just that.

Even though I was dreaming I was aware of what was going on. The story may have been nonsense (yes, yes, I know, it probably contained some kind of profound message) but the feeling was very real indeed. I felt myself entering a state of awareness that I had never experienced before; I actually felt quite apprehensive at the onset. Then I found myself in this incredible state; I was “all that is”, but I was within “all that is” as a mere atom. So, in simple terms, I experienced myself as an atom within the infinity that is creation, whilst at the same time experiencing being all expansive. Then the dream just got more and more ridiculous and less and less profound until I woke up.

I’m hoping this is the start of something new and exciting that will give me subject matter for another book! Thanks for following me and supporting my work. Please do leave a comment!!

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A Bit Of Edgar


FOD SunsetI thought it was about time I checked in with you again. This is the first of three little posts I’ll be adding before I go away on my regular August trip to West Wales. I’m hoping that my jaunt will give me something to write about on my return and not be a false alarm like my trip in May was. You may or may not remember that my first night away last May produced TWO out-of-body experiences AND a visitation from my wonderful Swami, Sri Sathya Sai Baba. But instead of it being the start of more mind-blowing experiences, it served only to lull me into a false sense of anticipation as my mind remained un-blown throughout the rest of my time away.

Anyway, enough of that, I thought I would share some wisdom from Edgar Cayce with you. Hope you enjoy it. Watch this space for my video blog #6.

Those things that bring pleasure and ease in material associations in our life are not at fault unless we worship them or use them selfishly. Things of the earth will pass away, but love that sustains in the hour of testing abides with us always. Knowing this, let us keep the earth singing. This can be done as we look deeper into the heart of the rose, listen to the song of the bird, see the paintings of His face in the setting sun, see the loveliness in the moonbeam that turns all into the radiance of His glory, see in the raindrop, the storm, all nature, and even in those ugly things in people’s lives, the desire for expressing love rather than hate, harmony rather than discord – Edgar Cayce

Each soul goes on from things terrestrial to things celestial, from things material to things mental and spiritual, and in each of these realms the consciousness of the soul seeks expression in that particular field of activity which it has built within its own inner self. The soul lives on that it may become more and more aware of abiding, and living, and being in the Christ Consciousness – Edgar Cayce

Be My Baby!


616828_3084981623035_2102591458_oOn the morning of 12 May 2014 I awoke having found myself out-of-body whilst having a “not so nice” dream. I tend not to have nightmares these days, but sometimes I do have dreams where “weird stuff” is going on. The curious thing here was that I was definitely out of my body, but I was still dreaming. A part of my consciousness was not very happy with being in astral form whilst still having a weird dream and I immediately returned to my body. I then found myself in a situation where I was wide awake and disappointed that I’d let the experience pass me by. Bearing in mind what happened during my last escapade (see previous article The Journey Continues – Part Two) I decided to send out my thoughts and asked to be taken off somewhere “nice”.

Almost immediately I felt myself being lifted from my body and I felt myself moving through the ether at speed whilst being carried by an unknown companion. I reached around and held the soul’s hand; half expecting it to be my dear friend from the last journey, however, it was not to be. The hand felt very small, like that of a youngster. As usual we had some telepathic communication, but I cannot remember what pleasantries were exchanged! What happened next was very brief, but like most of my astral adventures these days, turned out to be another uniquely different experience.

We arrived in a very small room, where to my amazement, I found a BABY; would you believe? I would actually describe it as a toddler, and it was engaging in what most toddlers are very good at; namely, having a good old toddle. I don’t remember seeing any doors or windows; but they are not necessary on the astral planes as you just pass through whatever is in front of you. The toddler seemed quite happy and content as it toddled around and I felt quite excited having been taken to meet an astral baby. However, my expectations soon turned flat when I found myself almost immediately back in my body.

As ever, I’m just glad of the experience, and the timing couldn’t have been better, because that little jaunt has given me a reason for a final blog post before I set off on my working trip to Wales. I leave on 16 May and come back on 26 May. Hopefully my little trip will give me something to write about!

See you soon!

Maybe There’s Something Bubbling Under…


Westbury Spiritual Centre 19 November 2013

Westbury Spiritual Centre 19 November 2013

Last night I was working in another town, Westbury to be precise, and I didn’t get home until late. As a result I went to bed late and planned to stay in bed a bit longer this morning. So, I was just a little disappointed when I awoke and realised it was still quite early. I was even more disappointed when I didn’t drop straight back off to sleep again. At some stage the inevitable happened and I entered the limbo state that I know so well now, where I am neither asleep nor awake; and at this point my third eye lit up.

I continued to lay there in anticipation as images of a young girl flashed through my third eye; it was a bit like those early films that worked on the same principle as flicking through the pages of a book at great speed so that the images appeared to be moving. I didn’t know who the girl was but I was enjoying the experience of my brow chakra being active and illuminated. I then felt something else that has become part of the norm over the years; I felt a strong but friendly presence envelop me. Now, you will probably think I am being greedy and over-indulgent, but as my recent spate of out-of-body experiences seems to have dried up I was anxious to get the ball rolling again. So, in an effort to kick-start my astral adventures I did something that I’ve not done before; I asked my companion to lift me from my body and take me on a journey. To my great joy, this is exactly what happened.

Westbury Spiritual Centre 19 November 2013

Westbury Spiritual Centre 19 November 2013

We travelled at speed, with me being held by my unknown friend, and as we did so I pondered what great adventure lay ahead. Or, I thought to myself, would this simply be a case of anti-climax. Sure enough, we reached a destination of sorts, but before I even had a chance to check out the surroundings and give thanks to my friend, I was back in my body (and just a touch disappointed). Those of you who have been following my blog for some time will know that I don’t normally write about every astral experience I have, because I have had so many over the years and some of them literally only last for a few seconds. But the reason I chose to share this one is because in the past when I’ve had some real humdingers, they have occasionally been preceded by very brief and uneventful experiences like this one. It might just be wishful thinking on my part, but maybe there’s something bubbling under…

Operation Caravan


TruthtLittle did I know when I embarked on my working trip to West Wales recently that I would have one of the most incredible out-of-body experiences I’ve ever had. Keeping in line with my recent astral adventures this one was very short, but extremely significant.

I had been staying with my great friends, The Dunn Family, in the village of Oakford, Llanarth. The Dunns have a Bed and Breakfast establishment and a holiday cottage. I know them from my time living in the area, when Kath, the lady of the house, saw one of my ads and called me to arrange a private reading for her daughter. We have maintained contact since I moved back to England, and they very kindly let me stay with them when I’m working in the area, treating me like one of the family in the process. I stayed in one of the rooms in the house, but on the Friday they had a full quota of guests arriving for a local wedding, so other arrangements had to be made. I was moving on to a new location on the Saturday so I only needed to stay for one more night. Andrew, the son, has a caravan on the grounds and he very kindly let me sleep in it.

During the early hours of Saturday morning I found myself dreaming, but I have no idea what the dream was about. At some stage I felt a hand on me; it was either on my stomach or holding my right hand, which was resting on my stomach. I cannot remember exactly but I just know it was one or the other. At this stage I was still half asleep but I decided to grab the hand and hold onto it; It was as solid as you dear reader! I sent out thoughts of gratitude to the soul who was with me. As I was thanking this soul for its presence, I suddenly realised that there was in fact several souls around me, although I could not see them. Then the most incredible thing happened.

Just as I realised I was out of my body, one of the other souls performed a spiritual operation on me. A surgical instrument was inserted into the left-hand side of my lower abdomen; I felt no pain, just momentary discomfort. Immediately the instrument was removed I felt myself return to my body. As I did so my third eye was illuminated and I was able to see several celestial beings in female form leaving the scene. It was as if they deliberately flew over me and away so that I could see them, as opposed to simply flying away.

The whole incident lasted for no more than a few seconds. These experiences are commonplace for me now, but I’ve never been operated on before whilst out-of-body.

Anyone else had anything similar???