Jaff
24-03-2007, 10:22 PM
Timeline, I believe this was in 2001. I had just moved into my
newly decorated master bedroom in the house in Orlando, and was
enjoying the tropical look we had been going for. It was lovely
waking up in the morning seeing the white gauze curtains drifting in
the breeze from the very small lake at the back of the house, so
that was putting the time line closer to November/December time.
2001 and I was barely into any spiritual development. Everything
was still new to me and I was excited by it all. The voices that I
had heard in my head for two years 24/7 where beginning to be
brought under control, though I had another two years to master
that, I was feeling liberated because I could sleep and go about my
normal daily routine without being bombasted all of the time.
I knew I had a guide, he had been coming and talking to me for
years, but I had now been formally introduced to him, and he had
told me to call him Buddha. I also had what I called my other
guides, spiritual beings that had made an inroad on my senses to the
point that I was comfortable with them talking to me, and did not
freak out. At that time I remember there was a group of what felt
to me a tribe of Zulu Warriors.
I would see them standing by my bed with their spears and feathers,
naked except for a small rag strategically placed and armbands that
looked like fur.
They where always polite, and if I remember correctly they gave me
one of their spears, for good hunting they told me.
So I was feeling quite good at that time, happy and relaxed, and
definitely sleeping better than I had for many years. My husband
was still traveling, but not like he had done before, so I would
only have a few days by myself and not weeks as before. It made for
a much better relationship.
Now when spirit acts in my life, they tend to do it when I am
alone. And true to form they did it again, but in a most unique way.
I had awoken about 6am, and the sky was getting light as I could
make out the shape of the wardrobe facing me.
In my mind in a matter of milliseconds the thoughts that went
through me head where going like this: what happened, what is
behind me, why am I lying here afraid to breathe, what is behind me
newly decorated master bedroom in the house in Orlando, and was
enjoying the tropical look we had been going for. It was lovely
waking up in the morning seeing the white gauze curtains drifting in
the breeze from the very small lake at the back of the house, so
that was putting the time line closer to November/December time.
2001 and I was barely into any spiritual development. Everything
was still new to me and I was excited by it all. The voices that I
had heard in my head for two years 24/7 where beginning to be
brought under control, though I had another two years to master
that, I was feeling liberated because I could sleep and go about my
normal daily routine without being bombasted all of the time.
I knew I had a guide, he had been coming and talking to me for
years, but I had now been formally introduced to him, and he had
told me to call him Buddha. I also had what I called my other
guides, spiritual beings that had made an inroad on my senses to the
point that I was comfortable with them talking to me, and did not
freak out. At that time I remember there was a group of what felt
to me a tribe of Zulu Warriors.
I would see them standing by my bed with their spears and feathers,
naked except for a small rag strategically placed and armbands that
looked like fur.
They where always polite, and if I remember correctly they gave me
one of their spears, for good hunting they told me.
So I was feeling quite good at that time, happy and relaxed, and
definitely sleeping better than I had for many years. My husband
was still traveling, but not like he had done before, so I would
only have a few days by myself and not weeks as before. It made for
a much better relationship.
Now when spirit acts in my life, they tend to do it when I am
alone. And true to form they did it again, but in a most unique way.
I had awoken about 6am, and the sky was getting light as I could
make out the shape of the wardrobe facing me.
In my mind in a matter of milliseconds the thoughts that went
through me head where going like this: what happened, what is
behind me, why am I lying here afraid to breathe, what is behind me