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Date Posted: 05:42:40 08/07/03 Thu
Author: Martina
Subject: Regarding the post below - walking through walls!

I was wondering what all that could mean to us. Is it only a tease of our brains that when we grow up we have a different view of reality? Or is it a memory from where we just came from?
What about all those reports from people that claim being able to walk around outside their bodies? Are they fantasizing?

What do you think?

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[> I am not sure on this. How can they be sure it is real? But then... when I feel like being about to leave my body, I experience a strong pull upwards that makes me dizzy and feels very REAL. Once I grabbed my bed hard and screamed NO in my head, because the pull was like a huge vacuumer sucked on my upper body. It didnīt feel good at all, and it stopped immediately after my NO. So as for me I canīt say I was fantasizing. I was wide awake and had tried it on purpose, being shocked when it actually happened, hehe. -- Martina, 05:49:29 08/07/03 Thu


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[> [> This might get a little long so come inside! :) Part One - -- Linda, 09:53:14 08/07/03 Thu

Martina, have you ever read the Power of Now by Eckhart Tolle. I think I may recall Antje saying in an email that possibly your mother read it? I might be getting that wrong but anyway, I want to post something he wrote in there because it describes what you've experienced! It may not be the same thing but it's similar.

Let me pre-up this by saying I've often read in my spiritual books that many of us on a spiritual quest strive for ultimate enlightenment, the masters have achieved this. That awakening of our soul where we completely merge our mind, bodies and spirit and experience the divine, who we really are, while in our bodies on this planet. It's an ultimate awakening! Here is how he describes his moment of truth, this is a little long so if it cuts me off I will continue in another post -


I have little use for the past and rarely think about it; however, I would briefly like to tell you how I came to be a spiritual teacher and how this book came into existance.

Until my 30th year, I lived in a state of almost continuous anxiety interspersed with periods of suicidal depression. It feels now as if I'm talking about some past lifetime or somebody else's life.

On night not long after my 29th birthday, I woke up in the early hours with a feeling of absolute dread. I had woken up with such a feeling many times before, but this time it was more intense than it had ever been. The silence of the night, the vague outlines of the furniture in the dark room, the distant noise of a passing train - everything felt so alien, so hostile, and so utterly meaningless that it created in me a deep and loathing of the world. The most loathsome thing of all, however, was my own existence. What was the point in continuing to live with this burden of misery? Why carry on with this continuous struggle? I could feel that a deep longing for annihilation, for nonexistence, was now becoming much stronger than the instinctive desire to continue to live.

"I cannot live with myself any longer." This was the thought that kept repeating itself in my mind. Then suddenly I became aware of what a peculiar thought it was. "Am I one or two?" If I cannot live with myself, there must be two fo me: the 'I' and the 'self' that 'I' cannot live with." "Maybe," I thought, "only one of them is real."

I was so stunned by this strange realization that my mind stopped. I was fully conscious, but there were no more thoughts. Then I felt drawn into what seemed like a vortex of energy. It was a slow movement at first and then accelerated. I was gripped by an intense fear, and my body started to shake. I heard the words "resist nothing" as if spoken inside my chest. I could feel myself being sucked into a void. It felt as if the void was inside myself rather than outside. Suddenly, there was no more fear, and I let myself fall into that void. I have no recollection of what happened after that.

Ok, to be continued in next post! :)

Linda


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[> [> [> Ok, Part Two! - -- Linda, 10:04:56 08/07/03 Thu

I was awakened by the chriping of a bird outside the window. I had never heard such a sound before. My eyes were still closed, and I saw the image of a precious diamond. Yes, if a diamond could make a sound, this is what it would be like. I opened my eyes. The first light of dawn was filtering through curtains. Without any thought, I felt, I knew, that there is infinitely more to light than we realize. That soft luminosity filtering through the curtains was love itself. Tears came into my eyes. I got up and walked around the room. I recognized the room, and yet I knew that I had never truly seen it before. Everything was fresh and pristine, as if it had just come into existence. I picked up things, a pencil, an empty bottle, marveling at the beauty and aliveness of it all.

That day I walked around the city in utter amazement at the miracle of life on earth, as if I had just been born into this world.

For the next five months, I lived in a state of uninterrupted deep peace and bliss. After that, it dimished somewhat in intensity, or perhaps it just seemed to because it became my natural state. I could still function in this world, although I realized that nothing I ever did could possibly add anything to what I already had.

I knew, of course, that something profoundly significant had happened to me, but I didn't understand it at all. It wasn't until several years later, after I had read spiritual texts and spent time with spiritual teachers, that I realized that what everybody was looking for had already happened to me. I understood that the intense pressure of suffering that night must have forced my consciousness to withdraw from it's identification with the unhappy and deeply fearful self, which is ultimately a fiction of the mind. This withdrawal must have been so complete that this false, suffering self immediately collapsed, just as if a plug had been pulled out of an inflatable toy. What was left then was my true nature as the ever-present I am: consciousness in it's pure state prior to identification with form. Later I also learned to go into that inner timeless and deathless realm that I had originally preceived as a void and remain fully conscious. I dwelt in states of such indescribable bliss and sacredness that even the original experience I just described pales in comparison. A time came when, for a while, I was left with nothing on the physical plane. I had no relationships, no job, no home, no socally defined identity. I spent almost two years sitting on park benches in a state of the most intense joy.

But even the most beautiful experiences come and go. More fundamental, perhaps, than any experience is the undercurrent of peace that has never left me since then. Sometimes it is very strong, almost palpable, and others can feel it too. At other times, it is somewhere in the background, like a distant melody.

Later, people would occasionally come upt ot me and say: "I want what you have. Can you give it to me, or show me how to get it?" And I would say: "You have it already. You just can't feel it because your mind is making too much noise." that answer later grew into teh book that you are holding in your hands.

Before I knew it, I had an external identity agaon. I had become a spiritual teacher.

*phew*! I hadn't planned on typing that much but once I started I couldn't stop. I think I needed to read this again, to think back on this book and it's teachings to quiet the mind.

Martina, maybe that sucking feeling is close to this? It's taking you into peace within yourself and is nothing to fear? But yes, I can understand that it would be scary and the first reaction is to resist!!!

What do you think?

Linda


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[> [> [> [> Oh, Linda, that was great. Thanks for the post. Definitely a book I'll have to read. -- Maria A., 10:15:01 08/07/03 Thu


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[> [> [> [> Thank you very much, why did you stop?*lol* Sounds like a very good book! Yes, that sucking feeling was scary. One of my fears also is if I am not alone in the house, what if someone tries to wake me up? Not a nice thought. When I experienced that my DD was small and woke me regularely in the nights. I have more peace now, maybe I just should try again. I will keep you guys posted.*g* -- Martina, 07:11:27 08/08/03 Fri


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[> [> [> [> [> Haha, my fingers were going to fall off I had to stop! *G* Yes, it's a fascinating book! It's been on the bestseller books here, I would highly recommened it. :) -- Linda, 18:08:10 08/08/03 Fri


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[> If you are interested in more info on out of body experiences, there are a number of books written my Robert Monroe. He actually experimented with them and wrote down his experiences. It's best to start with the earlier books he wrote, because the last one (can't remember the titles) was pretty far out. >>>>>> -- Maria A., who is back in circulation, less busy at work and has time to hand out at SW., 10:00:51 08/07/03 Thu

I've had a few experiences myself with the same kind of feelings you described Martina. I know I left my body, but I was always trying it before going to sleep, so needless to say, I would typically fall asleep, and then any recall always seemed like a dream. I think I'm a little scared of it still. The "Seth" books channeled by Jane Roberts also talk a lot about the OOB experiences. My sister has also had experiences. While OOB (out of body) she actually saw her son's astral body floating a few inches above his sleeping body. I think many things we experience as children are memories of the spirit world, but I have read that we come into this world without our memories of past experiences because they may be too painful for us to deal with. Someone also mentioned below and I also agree that perhaps if we remembered too much of being in the light we may not want to enter the physical world.


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[> [> That sounds reasonable. I would probably not have come again, hahaha. -- Martina, 07:13:09 08/08/03 Fri


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[> Isnt that called Astral travel? And the out of body thing can be learned...I will have to go check my books. YOU Martina have admitted to not liking the feeling of losing CONTROL and that is what you have to do to enjoy this sensation, you have to give up/surrender and let yourself GO!! :oD Come inside for more on my experiences===> -- Jeannine, 02:18:38 08/08/03 Fri

I have never tried to purposely leave my body. I think it can be done though. I think there is a big difference between astral travel and the enlightenment/seeing through Gods eyes sort of thing.

A few years ago, Colly and I were trying this thing where you try to make other people dream about you. We had recently moved to AZ so I was trying to not only have my DDs dream about me, but to contact/communicate with them. I`m not even sure this was a dream, because it seemed so real. I was flying ( I never have dreams like that) with one DD holding each hand. We were laughing and I was chatting with DD#2 but I could hear DD#1 giggling as we flew. The most incredible part was we were way high in the sky, over the clouds, the clouds were pink and gold, white and silver. The most gorgeous scene, more than I think I could imagine! We zipped around and one of the DDs said, do you think we can sit on the clouds? I started to say no clouds arent solid, but I stopped and said why not! So we sat on the pinkest cloud and one of them said I wonder what this tastes like, so we all ate cloud and it was fantastic! Candy that was heavenly, then silver stars started to drop onto us, they were very tiny. We ate those too and I can still taste them, cold like icecream but so sweet as to be unearthly. So tiny that I swallowed them whole and could feel (and still can) the cold slipping down my throat.
Finally one of the girls said we have to go, its almost time to get up, (3 hour time difference) so we parted and said we would meet again this way as it didnt cost anything and was fun to touch and be together.
Only one of them dreamed of me, but not this dream, and she was the one I actually had the conversation with.
I opened my eyes, smiling from ear to ear, not knowing if I dreamed it or not, nor caring. I couldnt even write about what it looked like or felt like, I just dont/didnt have the words. The joy and peace and contentment were so amazing, I still feel it!

Then there are days like today/tonight, where I am sort of out of it, yet at the same time I am not here. I had that thing with the thistle plant today, read below at my birthday...and it wasnt about being off for 2 days or having a birthday, it is something else. I am feeling very sensative, yet happy and peaceful. Like I could cry and laugh at the same time. Like maybe I am walking in 2 places at once.

A psychic told me that Nicole can/did see the 2 worlds at the same time and couldnt tell what was real. I had to call her back and talk to her to get her to focus on me. Sometimes it was scary, like the time the music made her have a vision of being in a raid/battle and saw people getting killed, her mother etc. She was screaming run mom run they are all dead,...she was talking to me but seeing her other mom dead...it was shocking to say the least. She will tell me she has dreams/bad dreams, but she is wide awake, so I told her maybe she has visions. But when she talks of monsters etc. I dont take it too seriously. All the same, there are many stories I could tell about her.


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[> Thanks for all the replies!!! Wow, that is interesting! I will have to read more about it I guess. Jeannine, you are right, I have a hard time giving up control, thatīs why it doesnīt work. Too many fears there I guess. -- Martina, 07:08:44 08/08/03 Fri


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[> IMHO, children are much purer than adults. They haven't been programed out of all their spiritual abilities and don't yet know that some things are supposed to be impossible. They often have memories of other times, but the memories fade in time. Is it all in our heads? I don't think so. The times I have had out of body experiences have been a bit scarey...and I agree with Jeannine's thoughts. I think it's a control issue for me. -- Betsy, 00:34:02 08/10/03 Sun


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