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The Old Man on the Raft
This is a continuation of the mystical experience I had with Monica during an energy healing session on October 25, 2005. Following the 4 Hearts incident, I had another intriguing clairvoyant sighting while still remaining at a relaxed and semi-conscious level. In Buddhist terminology, I remained in a deep trance. Although my body and mind were completely relaxed, I remained consciously aware of my physical surroundings. My mental thoughts are well formed, consistent and coherent. I was not dreaming at all.
Shortly after the quadruplets vanished, I consciously convinced myself to let go of my psychic guard and simply fall asleep on the table. Most people who try the energy healing work always fall asleep during such session. My family members often fall asleep when I work on them. I craved for that experience for a change.
I shut off my psychic antennas and started paying attention to the background music in the room. It just started playing soothing sounds of rushing tidal waves. As I listened to the waves, I forced myself to imagine I was swimming or back floating in the water. Sadly, that visualized imaginary failed miserably for me. In real life, I cannot swim. Even in my visualization, I ended up imagining myself drowning in the water. I never panicked because I knew I was in control and all I needed to do was refresh the imaginary that did not involve with swimming.
Before I figured out what my next imaginary would be, I saw myself looking down at my bare feet pacing on a deserted sandy beach. I was in the midst of total darkness and stillness. The only source of light that was available for me was the soft white light radiating from my body. Light was emitting all over my body that I felt like I was walking inside an orb of light. It became my natural flashlight in the dark. Unfortunately, my flashlight was not powerful to lit up the entire darkness. My vision was limited within my arm's length. Anything beyond the perimeter of my light was blackness.
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