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On September 25, 2019 I had an amazing experience involving a recent very sad news story, a soul retrieval and my iPhone6. I attended a meeting of TMI (The Monroe Institute) in NYC hosted by E.B. on the Bowery in Manhattan. E.B., a gracious host has taken over the group from A.M. (also very gracious) who moved out of town over a year ago. I’m using initials here to ensure the privacy of the participants.

The subject for the evening was lucid dreaming. Five people were in attendance, E.B., R.O. (long time friend), J.F. (never met before), R.S. (recent acquaintance) and me. We gathered in the living room area. E.B.’s place has an almost eerie resemblance in some aspects to the former host’s apartment. After greeting everyone and discussing what we would be doing, we then moved onto cork mats on the floor in another room where we donned headphones, laid down, got comfortable and listened to a Hemi-Sync exercise meant to promote lucid dreaming.

The funny thing about doing some of these Hemi-Sync exercises is that one can be conscious in an altered state and hear yourself snoring. Somewhere a few minutes into the exercise I discovered that my personal lucid dreaming guide was to be a tall blonde showgirl, which I found absurdly amusing. I followed the directions on the audio and subsequently slipped further into a dream state.

After the audio concluded we gathered again in the living room area to discuss our inner experiences with the audio. To my surprise, after mentioning the description of my dream guide, our host told us that a friend was staying with her for a few days that was a tall blonde knockout. She wondered if perhaps I’d picked up her energy. We went around the room with each participant speaking about their experience. Suddenly I recalled a “dream” I’d had during the aforementioned exercise.

One of the Monroe Institute methods, and something Robert Monroe, the eponymous founder, engaged in, are “retrievals”. Briefly, a retrieval involves guiding the soul(s) of the deceased to the “Light” and off Earth plane where they may be stuck. I have done numerous retrievals with TMI groups both at the actual Institute and at meetings at A.M.’s apartment and at the request of friends and clients. These retrievals are somewhat like shamanic soul retrievals done by other groups as well. Being a very pragmatic individual, I have often wondered if I were making these scenarios up. The retrievals could be done for groups of deceased, as in a plane crash, or for individuals.

In this case, our meditation objective had nothing to do with retrievals, but rather lucid dreaming. I related my experience to the group. Several days ago I had seen the headline of an news article, a man drowned in Tanzania whilst proposing to his girlfriend. I saw only the headline and didn’t read the news article but for some reason thought he was from Australia. He was not. I did not give it another thought.

In my lucid dream experience, I found a man submerged underwater. His body was quite thin, white and clammy. The experience was very palpable. I lifted him up and propelled him higher. Water was dripping off him. He wanted to go back and marry his girlfriend. He seemed to know he had come to an unfortunate end but hadn’t really accepted it. I explained to him that he would see her again shortly. He was worried that it meant she would die soon. I told him that I didn’t know but that it was not necessarily the case because time was different on the “other side”. I was joined by other beings who were escorts or helpers and that some folks call angels. We travelled upwards through mists. I perceived an old thin lady with longish sandy hair that seemed as though it may have had a permanent wave. She reached out to him and he clearly recognized her so I released him to her. The word I got in my mind was “grandmother”.

I then proceeded to tell the group that I was always a little doubtful about my retrievals, but that this had happened during a possibly lucid dream and I had no desire to do a retrieval prior to having had the experience. At that moment, my iPhone, which was in my zippered up handbag next to me on the couch, shut down in the sleep mode with the ringing and alerts off for the exercise and meeting, burst forth with Siri saying “I didn’t quite understand what you said.” Mouth open and baffled I took the phone out of my handbag and the screen which was connected to Siri simply said “the grandmother”. I showed it to the assembled group. I do not have an explanation for how that happened. I think everyone in the room was stunned. Sadly I did not have the presence of mind to snap a screen shot and would have had to figure out how to do that.

R.O. and I interpreted it later as a confirmation that I had actually done the retrieval. In checking the actual news story today I discovered that the deceased man was in fact quite thin and white, but hailed from Baton Rouge, Louisiana where I had once lived for a year. In addition I have visited Tanzania and was once left behind in the open ocean while on a dolphin swimming expedition in the area of the Bermuda triangle near the Bahamas. So there are three points of contact.

For the record, I am not advertising doing retrievals and I know nothing more about this case, so please do not assume that. This post is solely for the purpose of documenting this amazing experience. I also want to express my condolences to the victim’s family and friends.

Person referred to in post

Steven Weber, Jr, the deceased man.

behind8ballI have been writing this blog for over 8 years and this has been the longest time I have gone without writing a post. Last year I started Shattered Reality Podcast with co-host Kate Valentine and sound engineer Bill Moraites. Somehow this venture has eaten up a lot of my writing time.

For those who have not listened to Shattered Reality Podcast this post may serve as a guide to the individual programs you might be interested in hearing up to the December 2015 broadcast. There are shows about all manner of anomalies and parapsychological studies and experiences. The highlighted links will bring you to the audios for each podcast. The podcast is also available at http://shatteredrealitypodcast.com and http://shatteredrealitypodcast.wordpress.com. We are putting the shows up on iTunes as well and there are more than ten up there already.

The first show we did over a year ago featured veteran radio personality Don Ecker and we talked about Moon anomalies. Don has been hosting Dark Matters Radio for a number of years and is well known in the UFO community.

Podcast #2 examined the book “Walking Through Walls” by Philip Smith about his father, Lew Smith, the psychic healer, and life in Miami in the mid twentieth century.

Our next guest was Mack Maloney a prolific writer of military fiction and two very accessible books about UFOs: Beyond Area 51 and UFOs in Wartime.

Mathematician and aerospace engineer Robert Schroeder (Podcast#4) wrote a book about the physics of how UFOs may be propelled called Solving The UFO Enigma: How Modern Physics is Revealing the Technology of UFOs.

Natalie Sudman’s account of being blown up in Iraq and having an out of body and near death experience makes for a must listen show.

Next we were joined by Albert Rosales who has amassed the world’s largest collection of humanoid sightings.

Podcast #7 features image analyst and former Paracast co-host David Biedny speaking about the nature of the paranormal.

Next, Kate Valentine and Fahrusha have a nice chat with the British born psychic, shaman and remote viewer Angela Thompson Smith.

The mysteries of psychokinesis are revealed on Podcast #9 with University of Virginia’s Dr. Ross Dunseath.

Ken Pfeifer who is the head of NJ MUFON  (Mutual Unidentified Flying Object Network) joined us for discussion. He also runs a database of sightings called http://www.worldufophotos.org/.

The late great airline pilot, Captain Andy Danziger told us his account of a very amazing UFO sighting and David Biedny offered an opinion piece about the Roswell slides debacle.

Ellen Hodgson Brown is our 12th podcast guest discussing her 12th book, Web Of Debt. Syncronicity, or what? 🙂

Lucky #13 is Col. John B. Alexander, Ph.D., who has the inside scoop on UFOs with his book UFOs, Myths, Conspiracies, and Realities.

Alex Tsakiris, host of Skeptiko podcast, joins Kate Valentine and Fahrusha to discuss his views about a host of paranormal and spiritual subjects.

Former US government remote viewer Dr. Paul H. Smith talks remote viewing and UFOs.

Nancy “Scooter” McMoneagle, President and Executive Director of the prestigious Monroe Institute, speaks about the life-changing experience of attending the the Monroe Institute.

We welcome back NJ MUFON’s Ken Pfeifer to talk about the recent Australian UFO flap and listener Roxan tells us about an extreme Man In Black incident.

Ron Felber, author of The Mohave Incident joined Kate and Fahrusha for a horrifying true story of alien abduction.

We were very happy to speak with physicist Tom Campbell (My Big T.O.E.) about his amazing theory of everything.

Greg Bishop, author of Project Beta and popular host of “Radio Misterioso” converses with Kate and Fahrusha about the Paul Bennewitz disinfo affair and theories of UFO origins.

Todd Robbins, host of Investigation Discovery’s True Nightmares shares some grizzly accounts of real life horror.

P.M.H. Atwater near-death researcher and experiencer explains the basics of the near death experience to our listeners.

I am hoping to get back to more writing soon, but until then, please listen in to any of the above, for a paranormal experience! 🙂

Fahrusha is a NYC area intuitive reader and podcaster. She can be reached at fahrusha@fahrusha.com.

This post was inspired by two articles that I recently posted on Shattered Reality Podcast‘s fan page on Facebook.

The first article comes from the BBC and is entitled: Earth ‘entering new extinction phase’-US study. This article, frankly, makes all other news reports irrelevant and unimportant by comparison. You should click the link and read it for yourself, but briefly it outlines a Stanford, Princeton, and Berkeley study that states that Earth has begun the sixth mass extinction which will put an end to human kind and all large mammals, most birds and amphibians, due to human overpopulation, destruction of ecosystems and global warming. The loss of bees is particularly important. It is a very bleak picture indeed.

It is articles like this and being bombarded with news stories of humans perpetrating unconscionable acts on other humans, companion animals and the ecosystem that makes me frequently disgusted with, disappointed in, and wanting no part of the species to which I apparently belong. This is obviously not a good state of mind to be in, especially since it is most healthy to exist in a mental space of unconditional love. I spend much of my focused meditation time on projecting unconditional love to Our Planet Earth and the Sun and to numerous animal and plant species.

The second article: Evidence Group Consciousness May Have a Physical Effect on the World gives a little hope. Referencing the Roger Nelson’s PEAR (Princeton Engineering Anomalies Research) studies with Random Event Generators, this article points out that individuals can have a physical effect on the generators, couples exert a larger effect and groups of cohesive individuals can have the biggest effect recorded. Please read this excellent article by Daniel Lew to better understand Random Number Generators and Random Event Generators.

Roger Nelson, Ph.D. Head of the Global Consciousness Project (courtesy of noosphere.princeton.edu)

Roger Nelson, Ph.D. Head of the Global Consciousness Project (courtesy of noosphere.princeton.edu)

The idea that we as a group could have a tangible effect on physical reality may be mind boggling to some, but it is also the predictible flowering of the fruit of quantum mechanics. Though the PEAR lab at Princeton closed a few years ago, Roger Nelson has continued with his work now called The Global Consciousness Project. This may be the most important consciousness research going on in the world right now and our last best hope to save ourselves. I personally want to learn more about it and so should you.

Addendum: This article in no way means to imply that every human on Earth should not do her and his best to be as ecologically aware as possible to preserve our environment the Earth.

Update:

Fahrusha and Kate Valentine are proud to present Dr. Roger Nelson, former research director at PEAR Lab and head of the Global Consciousness Project.

Fahrusha is an intuitive reader, teacher of creative visualization, and co-host of the popular Shattered Reality Podcast. She welcomes comments on this blog. She can also be reached at: fahrusha@fahrusha.com

Authors Linda LeBlanc and John Knowles and Artist Patty Ray Avalon

Awakening Far Memories Authors Linda Leblanc and John Knowles and Artist Patty Ray Avalon

Since reading The Search for Bridey Murphy as a child I have been fascinated by people’s accounts of their past lives. I actually have had three experiences wherein I had memories of what might be past lives. One experience when I was 14 was so strong, that I was actually transported to a different reality for a long moment. I may write about that in a later post, but now I want to clarify what I mean by a long moment. For what was about a second in our collective reality, I went to a different reality as real as ours, for the space of what might have been five to ten minutes in the different reality time.

The theory that appeals to me most regarding reincarnation involves the concept of “no time”. That is that there are both past, future and current lives happening simultaneously. When one adds to it the concept “We are all One” and the concept of multiple Universes, I think we may be getting somewhat beyond what the Monkey Brain can accurately fathom (but my monkey brain is trying). From here we can go in two directions: a. that our consciousness forms a “string” of lives for the purposes of Soul growth and experiences a multiplicity of roles in order to learn, or b. because we are all One, it is very possible that another consciousness or being can pass through our consciousness allowing us to see or experience a part of that soul’s incarnation on Earth plane. Either way, this is very compelling territory to explore.

Up until several years ago I had been wary of exploring that territory, especially if it meant being hypnotized by someone who had a fixed idea about reincarnation, since my thoughts are still flexible on the matter, which you Dear Reader, may have gleaned from the paragraph above. At that point a lovely woman I know named Patty Ray Avalon became the artist on a deck of cards and book called Awakening Far Memory, the Reincarnation Deck(Authors Leblanc and Knowles). I purchased the set for my collection and after some study began to use the cards with select clients. I did not offer the service of exploring past lives to the general public but only to those established clients who expressed an strong interest in the subject.

There are sixty one cards in the deck divided into five categories: Occupation (14), Culture (17), Environment (9), [Life’s] Theme (11) and Termination [cause of death] (10). When using the cards, I first give a general explanation to the querant about the method I am about to employ. We then move into a short purpose driven meditation together, after which I spread out each card category face down, one category at a time, and ask the client to pick a card from each. When five cards have been chosen the cards are turned over and we look over the selected cards to be sure that (s)he has the bare bones of the lifetime which (s)he is about to explore. It is a minimal discussion because I do not want to make extraneous comments which would affect the outcome of the next step. An example of card choice might be: Builder (occupation), Renaissance (culture), Town (environment), Freedom-Servitude (theme), and Accident (termination). As you can see, not too much discussion is necessary at this point of the reading.

Next I ask the person to lie down and relax to the sounds of a Hemi-Sync selection and gently guide them to a state of deep relaxation. I usually repeat the names of the cards selected and depending on the results of the purpose driven meditation I might ask a few neutral questions. I sit by, pen in hand, ready to record what is divulged about the newly discovered lifetime. When the meditation is over we discuss the experience the seeker has had while (s)he was deeply relaxed and focused. Often individuals who do this exercise report that their view of their present life has changed and sometimes their view of the nature of reality is altered as well. Amazingly more than one person has revealed to me that the lifetime they saw in meditation had also been the subject of recurrent dreams prior to the reading. This deck is a tool for serious research not play.

I have not yet discussed the excellent accompanying book here. One reason for that is because I have an unusual approach to utilizing new oracle and tarot decks. Because I want to get as much inspiration as possible from Source first, I study the cards by themselves. Later I read the book. In this case the book provided a wealth of knowledge from two very erudite esoteric scholars of recorded history as well as the arcane history of our planet.

Moving on to a Friday evening in the very recent past, I was sitting with several convivial colleagues around a warm candlelit dinner table, sipping some tasty Greek red wine at the Fallen Oak Bed and Breakfast, when two individuals I’d never met before (in this incarnation) entered the room and were introduced to the table as Leblanc and Knowles. Unable to control my excitement, I blurted out, “You created the Reincarnation Deck! I use it all the time. I’m so pleased to meet you both.” And thus began a friendship I hope will span lifetimes…

I dreamt of you

And awoke to discover that you had died.

I looked all over to find your photograph

In boxes of yesterday’s memories

It was not necessary

Because your image is burnt into my heart.

A woman I know had a long term relationship with a man that lasted on some level in excess of thirty five years. They met when they were both in their early twenties and fell in love at first sight. When they saw each other the first time both of their hearts felt like they had fallen through their stomachs and onto the floor where they became inexorably bound for years to come. At the time the woman was in a relationship. The new man wanted to marry the woman but she did not trust the intensity of their feelings and wondered if it was some form of insanity. Their passion for one another was unquenchable.  The man’s behavior was very strange almost from the start. He spent much of his free time alone in his apartment and did not go out. He had problems with addiction and as years wore on he no longer wanted to marry the woman. He only wanted to stay alone at home and get high. He had few if any friends. The woman felt horrible and heartbroken. No one ever knew how the man felt because he confided in no one at all. The woman always knew when the man was calling her on the phone. Even before caller ID and after it when his number was listed as “unknown”, she’d simply answer the phone addressing him by his name, even if she hadn’t seen him for months or later, for years. When the woman eventually married a different person the man moved far away but continued to call the woman at regular intervals entreating her to visit him, offering her the airfare and great food. They made a pact after he moved to be sure that if something happened to one of them, the other would be notified. But they were both in good health and didn’t worry.  The woman did not answer one of the man’s emails because she was offended by something he had written. She did not hear from him for a year and when she did, she was embarrassed to see that he had written her something of a love letter. She didn’t know how to respond because all she could think was “too little, much too late”. She answered in a pleasant but noncommittal manner and when he wrote back again in a passionate manner she did not answer at all, because she was a wife and a mother and he had had his chance before and had continually disappointed her. About two years passed and the woman had a disturbing phenomena happen more than once. She would be lying in her bed alone in the liminal state when she would feel a large body lying next to her. She could feel/hear the body breathing. Terrified, she’d rouse herself to find no one there. Then one night she had a lucid dream in which she was with the man again. It broke off abruptly. She awoke and went straight to her computer and searched the man’s name. The breath was knocked from her gut when she saw that he had died on her birthday . Her heart hurt but no tears came forth. After much searching and pleading she discovered the cause of his death, but in her heart she knew he died of self imposed loneliness and much too young. Then she had another dream in which they were together and he spoke of the oneness of consciousness wherein they would always abide.  She wants to believe that this is true and that it was really him in her dream but worries that it is all an elaborate fantasy. Now occasionally she dreams of an apartment in Secaucus NJ where she’s never been except in dreams, where they have inexplicably met for years only in dreams, though neither of them ever lived there. And he kisses her softly on the lips before he dematerializes.

The Sagaponick House by Paul Georges

The veil has been very thin of late.

A little over a week ago I was wondering mightily about whether those no longer on Earth plane could influence the lives of those still here. I was not thinking of those who had not moved on (ghosts), but more about anyone on the other side sending good or bad or indifferent events into one’s life.
I decided to write to Basil Bristow an accomplished channeler, who currently channels a very helpful being named Pretorius asking him my question and received an constructivel answer but one more to do with those souls who are misfortunately stuck between worlds.
Last week a few days later (Tuesday) after sending my request to Basil, I had occasion to talk with two other people about some of my experiences in Bridgehampton and Sagaponick, adjoining communities on the Eastern tip of Long Island. These conversations did not involve the afterlife except in that some of the people I remarked upon are no longer living. When speaking to the second person I related in glowing terms how in my late teens I spent some happy and intriguing August days at the summer home of Paul Georges, a renowned painter, and his wife Lisette and their two daughters, Paulette and Yvette and some other artist friends. There were paintings, drawings, wine, kittens and delicious food to be enjoyed. I spoke of the way Georges encouraged young artists and how the community was welcoming.
The following day I received a call from a young lady who identified herself as Lisette. I did not initially catch her last name. She wanted me to participate in an online video project for MySpace Music that very day, October 11. That was going to be very tricky to accomplish, but I ended up doing a reading on camera for an attractive young singer named Sky.
In making the arrangements I discovered Lisette’s last name was Paulson! I felt as though this was a clear message from the late Paul and Lisette Georges, or one heck of a co-incidence. Later when I met Lisette Paulson in person I was struck by her resemblance to one of the other (then young) artists who spent time with me at the Georges’ home, Stephanie DeManuelle. Added to this was Lisette’s telling me that she enjoys spending quite a bit of time out in the east end of Long Island.

I think that Paul and Lisette Georges sent this event into my life after I spoke appreciatively about their hospitality, thus answering my question. My thanks to them both for opening their home to me then, and my answer now.

In answering the comments on the previous post, I was reminded of an amazing cat story in which I participated briefly. This happened in New York City’s East Village circa 1990. A woman, an artist, who is now deceased lived across the hall from me with her husband and a cat named Bass. It was a sixth floor walk-up with an elevator that sometimes worked. I did occasional readings for the woman in exchange for a glass of wine. We were sort of friends. I had a special relationship with the cat and would read him from time to time by petting him and mentally asking him questions, to which he would answer directly to my mind very clearly. I would convey this information to the woman, who would then generally do what the cat required.

One evening the woman told me how the cat had come to live with her. It was a cold winter night as she made her way home. When she got a few steps from the doorway of the tenement, she became aware of the cat meowing pitifully behind her. She bent down and petted his shivering body, promising to bring him a can of cat food when she got up to her apartment to fetch it. I think the woman had once had another cat that had passed on some years previously and she remembered the lingering can in her cupboard.

She unlocked the two bullet-proof glass doors that separated the January chill from the steam heat. The elevator worked that evening and sped her to the sixth floor. After unlocking the door to her tiny home, she put down her handbag on the kitchen table and fetched the promised can from the cupboard and headed back to the door of her apartment two steps away with the intention of bringing down the cat a nice supper.

Imagine her surprise when upon opening the door who ran into her apartment but the very cat! She hadn’t let him in and he wasn’t in the elevator with her, so it was rather mysterious how he had gotten in and found her door on the sixth floor so quickly. But it was clear that the cat was at home so she allowed him to stay, especially since her husband, a musician, was out of town on a gig.

Several nights later when her husband was still away, the woman had a startling dream, almost a nightmare, that filled her with awe. The cat came to her in a realistic dream as a giant cat-headed figure larger than a human, and in a deep and resonant voice that shook her body, proclaimed, “I am Bass!” or at least that is what she heard. So naturally she called the cat Bass. And Bass became an accepted member of the household.

Now the woman, an artist, as I had mentioned previously, was an intelligent college educated person, but apparently never studied any ancient Egyptian mythology, because when I asked her if she was certain that the cat in her dream said Bass and not BAST she looked at me blankly and said something like, “I think so, what difference does it make?” I found it remarkable that she had never heard of BAST.

BAST is/was the protector Goddess of lower Egypt, where cats were worshipped and none so much as BAST. She is a glorious cat-headed woman in some renderings while in others a proud lioness or an elegant cat. The town of Boubastis in the Nile Delta was her sacred place.

Now the problem with this whole story is that BAST is a Goddess and Bass was a male cat, yet I feel sure that the woman had a visitation from the Goddess BAST. I told her so and though she mulled it over in her mind, I remain unconvinced that she was duly impressed with the divine encounter she had been privileged to receive.

Several months later, it came out in a reading that the woman and her husband would be moving to California. She requested I ask Bass if he would be pleased with the move. I held the cat on my lap and questioned him. He was alarmed. He did not want to go under any circumstances. A couple of months later they moved to LA taking Bass with them, in my opinion, against his will. About two weeks after the move, I found out later, the cat got out of the house and was promptly run over.

BAST (courtesy of Wikipedia Commons)

Several days ago I was having a conversation with a friend about the function of time in the time-space continuum as it was shown to me in an ecstatic revelation in March 2000.

It is a convoluted tale which began late in December 1999. It was pre-9/11 in New York City and there had been quite a number of company holiday parties at which I had read a prodigious number of cards and palms. I was physically and psychically exhausted, but still a spiritual seeker in my down time. I wanted to practice creative visualization, at which I had already had some considerable success.

For the uninitiated, creative visualization is a mental discipline wherein, one visualizes and sensualizes (“pictures” if you will) oneself in the situation in which one would like to be, and by doing so enables the situation to occur in one’s life in the material 3-D world. This is a shorthand definition.

Have you ever heard the saying: “Be careful what you wish for.”? This is particularly true with creative visualization, because if you are at all good at it, your visualizations are likely to materialize. So you must be very sure that you want the thing or situation you are visualizing. I tried to think of something I would like to happen and would potentially be very interesting, but in which I had little if any emotional investment and about which I could think of no significant downside for myself or any others. It had to be something which was not likely to happen to me otherwise, so if it happened I could be reasonably sure that my visualization had had an effect.

I had long been a fan of Deepak Chopra and at that time I was thinking a lot about the concept of time itself and whether it was uniform on Earth and in other places and whether it could truly be characterized as a fourth dimension. So I decided that my visualization would be that I should have the opportunity to speak to Deepak Chopra one on one about the concept of time. The rules would be that I would visualize this three times over the course of ten days, which incidentally would encompass New Year’s Day 2000. I would do nothing extraordinary to make this happen, such as running off to an expensive seminar at which he would be featured, but I would go with the flow and take what opportunities were presented.

After I had done the visualization twice, I received a telephone call from a female New Age author. She wanted an intuitive reading at her home on New Year’s Eve during the day. I prefer not to go to see my clients, but rather to have them come to see me. For some reason I assented to her request, perhaps out of curiosity, perhaps because she was persuasive. She was very friendly but clearly wanted the reading done her way, which I found somewhat curious, because I was doing the reading, and I found it trying, because I could clearly tell what she wanted to hear. That is an entire story unto itself perhaps best kept to myself.

But the interesting thing was that she told me without being asked that she knew Deepak Chopra. I was taken aback that seemingly my visualization was already working. I expressed interest in her connection while carefully not asking to be introduced or anything of that nature. She totally misread my interest and told me flatly that he was a married man whose wife was always looking on. Wow! I told her clearly that my interest was NOT romantic, but she seemed adamant that it must be. This was simply embarrassing. I was very happy to scurry away after that, but sad that this was a dead end in terms of my visualization.

So I did the visualization one more time, the third time, and then nearly forgot about it as I took an interesting vacation to California. Shortly after my return I received an email from a friend in Florida in mid February asking me to sign a petition involving a TV show. Deepak Chopra was supposed to be featured on a news-magazine type format show but the network (ABC, I recall) thought the interview was too highbrow to appeal to the audience. My friend requested that I sign a petition asking the network to air the interview anyway. This brought my visualization suddenly back to mind. Although my friend is a yoga and tai chi instructor who might be assumed to like his books, we never had any specific conversation about Dr. Chopra and she was not in the habit of asking me to sign petitions and in fact I don’t think I had even spoken to her at all in the new year.

I went to the website and signed the petition. As I was reading the web page I noticed toward the bottom, that my old friend Alan Colmes was scheduled to interview Dr. Chopra on his radio show and it provided a link to click through to Alan’s show. I clicked through and sent an email note simply saying that I thought it was wonderful that he (Colmes) was interviewing someone in the spiritual (rather than the political) arena and wanting to know how I could tune in. At that point I hadn’t spoken to Alan in several years.

Quickly I received a response from Alan saying that unfortunately the show was not broadcast in the New York market, but elsewhere all around the US. I would not be able to listen, but would I be willing to be the first call-in contributor to the show as I was familiar with Chopra’s books?!!! I was dumbfounded. My visualization was going to come true. Alan told me that the reason for the interview was a new book that Deepak Chopra had written called How To Know God. Needless to say I wrote back that I’d be more than pleased, I’ll read the book, and please tell me what number to call and when. He responded that the show would call ME on that evening in March and I’d be the first caller. I got a scare when the show was postponed by a week, but that only gave me more time to read the book. I did not want to sound like an idiot when I spoke to Dr. Chopra, who I think is a very intelligent man.

The penultimate part of the story is I did get to speak to Dr. Deepak Chopra both about the nature of time and about his excellent book. He was very easy to speak with and I enjoyed our conversation immensely. My visualization had miraculously come true and proved to me the immeasurable value of visualization. I’ve not spoken to him since, although I’d welcome the opportunity, he does not regularly circulate in my environment. 🙂

What happened to me the night before the radio show was even more amazing. It was intensely personal and words alone, I am sure, will fail to accurately describe the experience. I had been thinking a lot about the nature of time as well as reading the book, in preparation for participating in the interview. Slightly before my normal bedtime I decided to retire early with the intention of meditating on the topic of time.

I had just quieted my senses to begin the meditation when I had what can only be called a Revelation with a capital R. I was spoken to inside my head by a calm clear male voice that was comforting. It allowed me to simultaneously realize that my body was lying safely in my loft bed while my astral body was being transported into Space. I was shown that time was caused by motion in Space. First I saw the Earth rotating on its axis, then revolving around the Sun. Then I saw the Sun with its solar system in concert with other solar systems traveling around the hub of the Milky Way Galaxy. The Galaxy itself was on its own journey with lots of other galaxies. Everything was traveling at enormous speeds in relation to one another. Movement in space created time. Living creatures on Earth are respiring beings with a birth, a life and a death and travel in one direction only in time, literally from birth to death. And in the corporeal sense one cannot go back in time, because every second the Earth is in a totally different space in the Universe and all the stars and planets have gotten to a different relative position. To go forward or backward in time inside one’s physical body one would literally have to move the entire Universe. Outside one’s body exploration in time is possible.

As I feared this description in no way conveys the awesomeness of the Revelation. You may or may not understand the words I wrote, and possibly have not had this sort of experience and for all I know you may not even believe me.

Two Postscripts

1.) Several years previous to this experience (above), I had lunch with Alan Colmes on University Place and Ninth Street at the Knickerbocker. During our meal the conversation wandered toward  personal paranormal experiences. I honestly do not remember the specific experiences about which we talked. After lunch we walked north on University Place where a now defunct gallery was located and we decided to look inside. We descended a small metal circular staircase to the lower level to see the exhibition there. As we walked down we heard the clatter of a piece falling off the wall. The gentleman in charge down there was quite perturbed. Not only had a framed piece fallen off the wall, but it had inexplicably fallen outward about two feet from the wall before it fell downward. I think there are some persons with which paranormal thing are more likely to happen, some sort of synergy.

2.) During the recent conversation I had with my friend that brought this revelatory experience to mind I had a flash insight as to what one sort of hell might be: After death the soul is spun off into the vast, lonely cold abyss of space left to wander by itself in absolute zero cold always conscious but never to encounter another being for the rest of eternity.

William Buhlman

During my life, I have had several spontaneous out of body experiences, many instances of sleep paralysis and vibratory sensations, and have often been “out of phase” with my body. Much of this has been very frightening to me, especially when I was a little child. As an adult I have worked to overcome this fear and this has resulted in a number of experiences in which I communicated with other non-physical beings. Please see: Bee Message for an example. But I could not initiate these experiences at will and I could not lose all fear, although going to the Monroe Institute has aided me greatly in my pursuit. I have been given access to others with similar experiences and techniques to lessen my apprehension.

So, of course, when I became aware that author William Buhlman was facilitating an Out of Body Intensive Workshop at TMI I knew I wanted to attend. I had read his two books Adventures Beyond the Body  and  The Secret of the Soul, both of which I recommend. So I attempted to reserve a space in the workshop, but alas, it was sold out with a waiting list. I was not to be deterred. I put myself on that list and took the ultimate leap of faith: I made non-refundable travel reservations. Then I visualized being a part of the group until <BINGO>a space opened up.

The other attendees were a very select group, but self selected. They were experiencers at various levels, some having had full-blown OBEs others having only been out of phase with their physical bodies and wondering what could possibly be going on. For forty years Bill Buhlman has been traveling out of body volitionally as opposed to spontaneously and practices everyday, but not every day yields an OBE. He gave us many techniques to generate OBEs that we practiced with great fervor in up to five sessions per day of approximately 45 minutes each. I experienced less fear during these sessions because I was intentionally moving my etheric or light body rather than having an experience by surprise.

Although Buhlman has constructed a sort of cosmology for himself based upon his many exploits out of body, he emphasized that we should not buy into the belief systems of others (even him) since with a bit of practice we could obtain direct experience. He believes that this direct experience will benefit us when our physical body dies and we are faced with choices.

For me the real sticking point is the point of individuation. Great sages have said we are all one. We are one with other humans, animals, plants, Earth and everything in the Universe. When we are out of body, travelling to other levels of being and consciousness how do we know if a being we meet is part of our higher self or in fact another entity still individuated on that level of consciousness? Buhlman says to create an intention in the form of a fairly strong demand and repeat it mentally if it does not become immediately clear. I used this strong repeated intention during one practice session to be able to see my etheric surroundings more clearly and to move up a level astrally. It worked!

More to come…

I ran across a very interesting article this morning courtesy of Dara Holness, who is always alerting me to interesting articles. I don’t reprint many of the articles forwarded to me or those I run across myself, but today I make an exception. The reason is that this article highlights an example of two important edgy phenomena: the possible existence of an afterlife and the far reaches of human earthly survival.  This little boy was revived after not breathing for over three hours and he simultaneously had an experience of the afterlife.  Suffice it to say, I am very impressed!

Clinically Dead Boy ‘Saw Granny In Heaven’

Thursday, April 8 10:02 pm

Sky News 2010

A three-year-old boy brought back from the dead after his heart stopped beating for three hours has told how he saw his great-grandmother in Heaven.

The youngster – who is named only as Paul – claimed he met his relative and she sent him back to Earth.

Paul was playing on his own when he fell into a lake near his grandparents’ house in the town of Lychen, north of Berlin, Germany.

The child’s grandfather later found him lifeless in the water.

Paul was quickly dragged to the shore but the youngster remained unconscious.

His father, who had had first aid training in the past, tried to resuscitate his son by giving him mouth to mouth and heart massage.

A helicopter took him to Helios hospital in Buch and doctors also tried to resuscitate him but he was unresponsive.

They were about to stop because the boy had been clinically dead for three hours and 18 minutes – but then a miracle happened.

The team managed to get his heart beating again, defying the laws of medicine.

The water in the lake was cold and the boy’s core temperature was just 28C – it should normally be 37C.

If the temperature had been higher, the team would have stopped trying to resuscitate after 40 minutes because the boy would definitely have been brain dead.

Cold temperatures means the metabolism slows so body can survive with little oxygen.

Professor of Paediatrics, Lothar Schweigerer, is from the Helios hospital in Buch.

He told Sky News: “My doctors were close to saying ‘we can do no more’ after two hours of thorax compression.

He said this was “because the chances of survival had gone and the little lad must have been brain dead”.

The professor added: “But then suddenly his heart started to beat again … it was a fantastic miracle.

“I’ve been doing this job for 30 years and have never seen anything like this.

“It goes to show the human body is a very resilient organism and you should never give up. The boy is happy and healthy. It’s a wonderful thing.”

He told daily newspaper Bild: “Paul said to his parents, ‘I was with Oma (granny) Emmi in Heaven. She told me to go back really quickly.'”

Many psychologists, while explaining away the accounts of people who claim they have been abducted by aliens, say that those individuals are victims of sleep paralysis. Sleep paralysis is a physical condition which allows the body of a dreamer to be immobilized while dreaming thereby preventing the individual from acting out their dreams and perhaps getting injured or killed. If you are dreaming that you are jumping from your fourth story window to fly to France it is evolutionarily advantageous that you are in a state of sleep paralysis, no argument there.

But is sleep paralysis more than that? Does it have another function? I have had various episodes of sleep paralysis since childhood that were both exceedingly terrifying and interesting, however most memorable episodes had an addition element, that of a very fierce and painful vibration in the head and the face, particularly (in my case) in the area around my nose and hypothetical third eye (between the eyes). First I found I couldn’t move (sleep paralysis) but I was awake in my bed in my bedroom. Then my face and head would begin to buzz dramatically. I’d fight it and either succumb or wrangle myself out of the state. Most often I’d be aware of another being in the room with me and more than not I was afraid of that being because it would be attempting to pull me out-of-body against my volition.

My own experiences were varied and mostly terror inducing. I will not cover the complete content of them now. But after I had a UFO sighting in my teen years some of the experiences took on a different flavor. The being in the room with me was repeatedly the same over a large number of years and imparted to me certain information most of which I don’t wish to disclose in this venue at this time, but I will say that I would describe that being as a tall 7-8 foot radiant humanoid with longish blonde hair, a sort of angel without wings. Was it a dream? I don’t know, I don’t believe so. Was I an abductee or contactee? I don’t know. I do know that 17-year-old me wrote a letter to a parapsychology organization, pleading for help to no avail.

It was not until I was an adult a number of years later that I was quite miraculously drawn to the work of Robert Monroe (that is a very fascinating story in itself for another blog piece) that I read of someone (Monroe) who shared the sensations of the fierce vibrations and worked through his fear to have varied out-of-body experiences in which he met a number of unusual beings.  The first of his books, Journeys Out of Body, chronicles his experiences with the vibrations and the OOBEs. I also subsequently took several seminars at the Monroe Institute wherein I began to control some of the vibrations and instead of ravaging my head they pulsated pleasantly through my body. I called this phenomena “running energy”. I even went willingly out-of-body! At TMI I met many people who had had similar experiences. I also became aware that these vibrations were more common in spiritual literature than I had ever imagined. I am currently compiling a list of authors and their books, and religious figures who have reported this phenomena. While at TMI, I run energy, but still away from that environment I am sometimes the victim of the fierce vibrations and the sometimes troubling events that follow upon them.

But I wish to leave my own experiences to postulate something of a hypothesis of what could be happening here. A human being (and most mammals) are at their most vulnerable while asleep. They are even more vulnerable when they are in a state of “sleep paralysis”. What if entities, good, harmful or neutral, were aware of the human mammalian function of sleep paralysis and could cause it at will in any susceptible human? That would explain many abduction accounts and also accounts of spiritual revelation. It is possible that all persons who experience the paralysis and the vibrations are not receiving contact from the same beings. According to mathematicians at least eleven dimensions exist in our Universe, though we are sensorially aware of only four. In addition whole parallel universes have been postulated by some scientists. The vibrations would seem to be a crucial part of the ability to receive communication from these beings who may inhabit another dimensional plane. They may need to change our vibration to attempt to communicate with us or transport us into another time space continuum. To some humans, the total loss of volition can be horrifying and can lead to mental suffering as they attempt to make sense of these bizarre experiences.

In terms of alien abduction, it is not known from whence indeed the “aliens” might come. They may be space travellers, time travellers or inter-dimensional travellers or all of the above. What is generally agreed upon is that if they have perfected any of these modes of travel they are more advanced technologically than humans are currently. We are rank beginners in our exploration of the Universe. What we know of Our Universe is so little in comparison to what can be known that we must remain humble in our quest for knowledge.

An interesting look at how we might perceive another dimension can be hound at: http://www.lucidcrossroads.co.uk/astral.htm There are other things on this page that are interesting, but I do not necessarily endorse (nor condemn). The part of the page I am referring to involves an explanation of going from two dimensions into three. Another more detailed example of this can be found in the book, Flatland, A Romance of Many Dimensions by Edwin Abbott Abbott.

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Fahrusha is a professional intuitive and out of body experiencer who can be reached by email at: fahrusha@fahrusha.com

Two books I’ve recently finished are Sight Unseen: Science, UFO Invisibility and Transgenic Beings by Budd Hopkins and Carol Rainey and Walking Through Walls by Philip Smith. Both books are about different areas of the paranormal, but they have something else in common which is dear to my heart: the authors are artists and also deeply interested in anomalous events (just like me :-)). It seems that having those interests in common are far from unusual.

Carol Rainey

In Sight Unseen, Hopkins (also a painter) and Rainey (also a filmmaker) explore some truly bizarre experiences a variety of people have had with purported aliens and hybrid alien/humans (transgenic beings). Budd Hopkins has spent many years researching the abduction phenomena and Carol Rainey adds much insight in terms of possible scientific theories which might explain some of the experiences. The story which stayed with me was that of “Mr. Paige”, an odd but gentle individual that came to stay with a family and had an unusual relationship with a child of that family. Was he not human? Hard to say, but very intriguing. I’ve been aware of very odd persons without auras, but are they aliens or transgenic beings? I believe that Jacques Vallee also made mention of Mr. Paige in one of his books.

Budd Hopkins

Walking Through Walls is the story of interior decorator/psychic healer Lew Smith from the perspective of his son Philip Smith, a painter. It gives a window into the world of a child and teenager growing up in Florida with a parent who is immersed in the paranormal. Smith’s writing style is breezy and sometimes very humorous. Especially valuable to me was his description of a session with spiritualist/psychic Sophie Busch. My grandmother often mentioned having gone to see Sophie Busch on several occasions but I hadn’t read of her in the literature before. Smith’s description added an extra dimension to my memories of my grandmother’s experiences as told to me.

Both books demand that the reader suspend disbelief and have an open mind. I think they are both worthwhile to be read by individuals who have a strong interest in the paranormal.

Lew & Philip Smith (at Coral Castle?)

Related websites:

Philip Smith:  http://www.walkingthroughwallsthebook.com/

Budd Hopkins: http://www.intrudersfoundation.org/

Carol Rainey (under construction):  http://www.carolrainey.com/