THE DEVELOPMENT OF A CHANNELER or I DIDN'T ASK FOR THIS
PART 12
by
George
The year 1977 was a psychically active and exciting one for me. My long time friend and I were exploring astral projection with great success and reincarnation. I also got a job for a while with Mental Health. On my own time, I was teaching self-hypnosis classes in another city.
The first self-hypnosis class was devoted to subconscious communication with the pendulum. I had found this to be a very powerful tool. The people who took the classes were from my different beliefs, mostly traditional. A demonstration for shock value that I always used after the subconscious communication pendulum motions had been programmed in was to have everyone repeat the question, "Have I lived before?"
The answer was ALWAYS yes in the several months of classes that I taught. Distressing to some, exciting to others. But it always demonstrated the point that the subconscious will talk about things even if the consciousness doesn't believe. It was a good way to get people more focused on the power of the subconscious.
During this time period, I also conducted some private hypnosis sessions on a limited basis; I used automatic writing to get information about the clients to help them. The sessions were always fascinating but on several occasions with a couple of different clients, they had the need to relay a message from the spirit world about a mission that I was suppose to be on. I didn't think too much about it. It was too general and not very impressive. At the time, I just categorized it with the basic beliefs of the particular clients.
However, before the year was over there were a couple of other significant events that took place.
One was a powerful astral projection experience. As I've mentioned, my friend and I had been actively working to have conscious astral projection experiences and had significant success. There were also partial successes where the consciousness was somewhat active when the process began but then faded out. I had become quite use to these partials; the sensations, even after all these years are exciting.
When the process would begin, I would be asleep but awake. My feet would begin to move; however, it was not my physical feet. When I became aware of this process, I would work to control my excitement as emotion disrupts astral projection. I would next start mentally directing my astral feet and legs up in the air working to break the resistance that was in the solar plexus area. Most of the time, I would either lose consciousness or the astral would reconnect to the physical. However, one night in 1977, the process again worked and it was a very powerful experience.
The astral detachment had started and my consciousness turned on. "Oh boy!" I thought to myself. I began vigorously throwing my astral legs up in the air. Breaking the resistance was very hard but I was determined to get out. For some reason, the consciousness was very strong and clear.
I was astrally kicking. Pulling my astral legs with my knees towards my chest and then explosively extending them out. And....out I was.
I was floating a couple of feet above my body. I could see everything; 360 degree perception. In addition, I could see the walls and through the walls and ceiling at the same time. I resisted the urge to look at my body because I was too close and didn't want to get pulled back in.
I was out but another part of me was driving so to speak. My normal consciousness was just along for the ride.
I started upward literally. I went through the ceiling and through the roof. I could feel myself passing through the materials and see everything. I was thankful that I was in the top upstairs apartment as I would have been moving through someone else's bedroom otherwise.
The outside had that gray, twilight color to it. As I moved up, I could see the surrounding area. This was not unusual as I had experienced being outside astrally before. However, I started moving straight up at a very fast pace.
This was strange because in the past when I went straight up, I seem to enter another dimension. This time, I was in SPACE! I was traveling very fast and could see the stars and the planets of the solar system beyond Earth. My conscious self was wondering what was going on.
This travel continued for an undetermined amount of time. THEN I changed dimensions. It didn't happen close to the Earth like past experiences, it happened way beyond Saturn.
As the dimension changed, I found myself approaching a large, elegant building. The building reminded me of an old, elegant library. I was then at the large, ornately carved wooden door activating some sort of knocking device.
Shortly, a woman in a robe answered the door. My conscious self is just along for the ride because some other part of me is driving. The woman greets me with, "We know who you are and we've been expecting you." There was other dialog from her that I don't remember.
I follow her into a large room with a podium. sitting on the floor on pillows with their legs in the lotus position, are a bunch of children. I'm led to the podium and the children are all watching me.
My conscious self is thinking that I don't have a clue as to what I'm suppose to do. But then, my consciousness switches off. When it comes back on, I am still at the podium but now all the children are old people in white robes. Apparently, whatever I had arrived to do was completed.
The woman escorted me to the door and the trip there repeated itself in reverse.
During the entire flight back, I kept thinking to myself that I had to remember this experience. I didn't know what it meant but I had to remember it.
When I entered the normal dimension in space, I was really moving; much faster than the out trip as I was in a hurry to get back to my body. I was heading straight for it.
As I approached, I didn't slow down. I dived through the roof and into my body. The force made my body bounce on the bed. But it worked. I NEVER lost consciousness on the return. I jumped in my body and opened my eyes continuing to see what I astrally saw. And I remembered the entire experience.
I didn't understand what the experience meant; I still don't. But I did remember it.
COMING UP:BLOWN LIGHT BULBS, MAJOR STATIC ELECTRICITY PROBLEMS AND ANOTHER MESSAGE FROM THE SPIRIT WORLD THROUGH AN UNLIKELY SOURCE.