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Random visions and experiences between 2011 and 2012

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Over the course of 2011/12 I experienced a number of random and yet wonderful things. Many of which occurred when I was doing the most menial of tasks.  Here’s a quick run down of some of the occurrences:

  • Whilst walking the dog I began to  sense I was turning into a white Pegasus.  It was such a strange sensation even now I struggle to describe it.  Essentially I started to feel like my feet and hands had become hooves, my body wanted me to go on all fours and out of my back I felt wings yet again.  And to top it all off I desperately felt a sense of wanting to toss my head around as horses do.  It was such a weird experience and as I’m in the process of walking my dog on the lead I was really struggling to remain a normal upright walking human being.  I struggled to walk and felt very clumsy – I found myself looking down at my feet concentrating on having only two legs and moving one in front of the other.  Thank god I was the only one around at the time – I must of looked like I was really drunk  hahahaha.
  • Another time whilst walking the dog, I looked further up the path to make sure there were no other dogs/walkers coming our way that looked like they needed avoiding (got to love dog owners who walk their dogs off the leash and yet can’t control them :/ ) – no one was around which was great.  But for about 5 seconds a partial golden outline of a white robed figure stood along the path about 20 mts in front of me.  He/She was about 3 mts tall.  The outline appeared more masculine than femine but wearing long flowing garments.  But the outline was only 1/2 the body approx – going from the left ear, up over the head and down the right side of the body all the way to the ground.  Much of the left side (from the ear down) was missing.  And this outline floated about 1m off the ground.  An angel perhaps?  Who knows.
  • Walking in the shopping mall in the city, and I begin to feel such a level of joy and lightness of being.  I feel wings sprout out of my back and part of me wants desperately to fly off and have fun flying around the air – so much so that I could feel myself lifting and was just hanging on by my toes to the ground.  I remember looking around the crowds checking to see if other people were noticing what was going on but of course they all had their own pre-occupations. LOL thank god!
  • My main spirit guide up until around this time was Pomee – an old Indian chief.  Some time earlier he had given me a peace pipe during a meditation.  Odd because I didn’t smoke but I took it as a symbolic gesture of partnership, respect and friendship.   But during a mediation in late 2011 he came to me and after sharing a smoke using the peace pipe he looked intently at me – as he had never done before – and I knew that it was his way of saying farewell.  In my heart I knew he was saying that he was going to be taking a step back from being the main guide and letting another one come through for the next phase of my life.  It was actually a really sad moment.  It was at the point a guide who I call ‘Devine Miss M’ took over the job so to speak.  But  having said that – its 2016 now and Pomee has come back on the odd occasion and I still call upon all my guides regularly.
  • 2011/12 was also around the time I started learning about my past lives.  During a crystal healing session the therapist picked up on one which went along way to explaining stuff about a relationship I had had in this lifetime.  And why the break up of that relationship really effected me – which I could never explain or rationalise to myself.  Of course little did I know at the time it would another 5 years before I finally resolved it.
  • During a course on ‘Channeling’ which I briefly mentioned in my last post, I learnt some great ways to lift my vibrations and open up to receiving messages.  Our level of existence is so dense that if you want to communicate with them, it helps for us to meet them half way, and there are definite steps one can do to help with that.    It was during this course that I learnt about some of the many levels of existence – angels, the star people (eg Pleadianes, Lemurians..), ascended masters, gods/goddesses, etc…..
    My visit to the star people has had a lasting effect on me to this day. It occurred during a meditation in class – I visited another planet/galaxy/dimension (not 100% sure what but definitely another planet at least), and it was on this planet that I encountered a few beings.   The planet was very similar to earth in the sense that it had trees and grass with a sky, mountains and oceans.  But the colours and shapes were different.  The grass was pinkish purple.  The part of the planet that I saw was largely a grassy savanna with the odd tree that was purple too. The beings I met were human in shape – with 2 arms, 2 legs, a head ontop of a body….you know….like us.  But they weren’t solid.  Instead they were as if made from jelly or some clear silicone like substance – they were largely see-through except for the sparkles trapped in the jelly.  It was as if someone had made a human mold, filled it with clear jelly and poured a large amount of glitter into the mix.  The sparkles in these people were blue and white coloured – much like LED lights today.  In fact nowadays, some Christmas decorations remind me a lot of what I saw back then.  These people were taller than us however – somewhere between 6-9 feet in height and because they were clear there was no discernible facial features like eyes or mouth.  And yet they could telepathically communicate with me.  I also noticed there were no structures around when I met them. Whether this is because they lived underground (which is the feeling I got at the time) or they just hid them from me/took me away from them I can’t say.  But I called them “star people” because it was as if they were made from the stars as each of the sparkles seemed to emanate its own light instead of reflecting it from elsewhere.  I felt an overwhelming sense of love and welcome from them and the strangest part of all this was that they told me that they were my true family and that I had agreed to go to earth as part of my journey but that they were infact my true parents.  And somewhere deep inside of me I knew this to be true because there was just a deep level of recognition with this group of people that I can’t explain.  At the end of the meditation we shared our experiences, and the facilitators explained that what I had experienced (my strong sense of connection) was because I was from there, others in the class connected strongly with some of the other levels we had explored in other classes.  I just remember going home and for the first time in my life I felt deathly homesick – but not for my earth family, but my star family.  The level of homesickness I felt was far more than anything I’d ever felt for my earth family/home – even when I first left home.  And even to this day, there is a part of me that yearns to go home to them.

Early settler

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Relaxing in bed one night I thought I’d try Julie’s suggestion to receive messages from my guides. Julie had once explained to me that a great way to connect with the other side and to get messages is to imagine you are in a dark tunnel/cave and there is a light far off in the distance. You then have that light come towards you, growing in size as it does so. Eventually its so close and big that you are in the light.

My bedroom at the time was incredibly dark so I was able to lie in bed with my eyes wide open and visualise the light.

I allowed the light to approach and overtake me. When it did, I felt myself ‘land’ (for lack of better word) in the middle of some bushland. Not sure exactly where I was but judging by the plants and noises I was in either Victoria or New South Wales. There were a lot of gum trees and the undergrowth consisted of ferns and other plants that look familiar but I have no idea what they are called. It wasn’t like the scrub that you get in Queensland I know that much.

The whole ‘scene’ had a blueish/grey light to it – like very early dawn or lit by moonlight. Looking around I noticed that I was in some sort of clearing. All the undergrowth had been cleared and only the trunks of very large grey gum trees remained. There was the gentle chirping of birds waking up and the ground was covered in sticks and dried leaves. About 30 meters away there was a log cabin with a thin wisp of smoke coming out of the chimney. Not sure of the time/day/year but I had the distinct feeling that it was sometime in the 1800’s and that it was dawn.

Once I got over the initial shock/surprise I was amazed at how crystal clear everything was. It wasn’t just an image or a dream. I was actually there….and I still had my eyes open.

I stood there for a few seconds listening to the quiet countryside with the odd chirping of the first birds waking up for the day and a gentle rustle through the leaves.

For what ever reason I decided to move towards the house. As I took my first step forward, the sound of crunching leaves and twigs under foot was so loud in the quiet dawn that it startled me. This ‘start’ jumped me back into my room and the next thing I know I was looking at my dark bedroom walls.

The interesting part about all this was that I was quite aware that my eyes were open the whole time and yet what I saw changed. And yet it wasn’t just ‘seeing’ – I know was there. I’m not sure what happened. Part of it felt like my third eye opened and showed me another time/place, but another part of it feels like I astral traveled to another time/place.

No idea how any of this really works but I know it happened.

Into a new millenium and a trip back in time

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This post covers the next bit of my life upto around 2008 and my two biggest events that made me realise I may be onto something.

So 1999 clicked over to 2000 without drama – none of the computer and system meltdowns happened that people were freaking out about at the time. Oh how we laugh about it now….

My ‘dude’ would still show up every now and then if I wanted him to…and sometimes when I didn’t want him to. I’d have random dreams mainly of every day happenings. The frustrating part was that these dreams would literally last only 2 – 5 seconds…like a flash. And I’d just be left with this memory of an everyday sort of event – like sitting at a computer with 2 screens, digging dirt, talking with someone, viewing budget information…random stuff that didn’t make any sense at the time. I didn’t pay it any attention and totally forgot about them within the next few days.

The most eye opening event up until that point in my life happened around 2001. I experienced a dream in which someone close to me told me something I wasn’t meant to know about a friend. The next morning I called my friend to ask if it was true – which it was. My friend asked how I’d found out, to which I replied someone told me in a dream the previous night. Although I was devastated by the news I was also shocked by the way in which I’d found out. The voice had been so clear in my dream – it was as if they were in the room talking to me. That experience was the most amazing I’d have for a long time.

Then in 2004 I had an even more amazing experience. On my way home from work – I was quite tired and sort of day dreaming my way through the crowds. You know how you can go on autopilot so to speak. I was standing at a set of lights waiting for them to change. The lights changed and the crowd and I went to move forward. But in that instant I found myself in what I’m pretty sure is 1850’s America – I think it was what people call the wild west. Very dusty and nothing but dirt around. I was in a smallish town where all the buildings were made of timber, the road was very wide, some buildings had a verandah out the front, there were saloons and brothels and horse drawn wagons/carriages. It was an odd experience because it was like I was riding inside someone elses head and looking out through their eyes. I was a young lady – maybe 18 – walking with my girl friend arm in arm laughing and chattering. We were walking along one of the wooden plank areas out the front of some of the shops. I remember looking down to see what I was wearing and saw a full frilly dress in blueish grey with long sleaves and buttons all the way down from my neck to my waist, and I had black shoes with a small heel . The shoes were too small for me because my feet hurt terribly. What really struck me was the smells of the place (this may not mean much to you but in this lifetime I have a thing about strong smells -in particular body odour). Not only did I smell (deoderant wasn’t invented), but my friend did too. I remember thinking ‘dear god I stink’ but the me I was riding in and my friend didn’t seem at all bothered. And then I was over come by another smell – that of horse droppings and urine. The air was thick with a urea-like smell and just a general horsey smell. I was so fouled by the smell and all the sounds that I didn’t notice we’d come to a crossing in the road. I stepped out and almost got hit by a passing horse wagon which snapped me awake and also sent me back to 2004. And there I was just about to take my first step crossing at the lights with the rest of the crowd. Only 1/100th of a second had past in 2004 (if any) but I had been in 1850’s for a good 10 mins. And what I was left with as I crossed the road was the urea smell lingering in my nostrils, the sounds of carriages and the distinct clear as day memory of the place.

1850s AmericaI’ve found an image on the internet which reminds me vaguely of that time period to help give an example of what I’m referring to. The city in the image seems much more civilised though from the place I was in. My town was smaller and rougher and there were no trees. The men were rougher – more cowboy type than gentlemen.

As I finished crossing the road the experience amused me more than anything. Although I was surprised it had happened it didn’t scare me. I remember thinking “well that was interesting” and I went home.

To this day I have no idea what that experience was – did I manage to slip into an Alpha state and so was easily able to jump to a previous life? Did I encounter a gap between the two realities? Did I move through that persons spirit that was for some reason where I was? As far as I can tell it was the first – I was so brain dead that most likely I was in an Alpha state and so jumped effortlessly to another life where there was a message for me. Again my friend Julie was able to advise me on this experience years later. She explained that I was there to experience my sore feet as that is a sign of being afraid to move forward – which I was at the time in this lifetime but just didn’t see it at the time.

Getting back to my dreams – Over the following years many of my random dreams started to come true- or rather I’d experience what I had dreamt. Bit by bit I would find myself experiencing deja vu…over the most normal things. Where and what I was doing for work, where I lived and what I was doing to renovate the place and even to the extent of pets I’d have. The down side was that there usually was 3 – 8 years between me having the dream and me experiencing it. The one thing I’ve learnt from the dreams is how to differentiate them from actual dreams that don’t come true. Some how the prophetic dreams are more real – the images are crisp and its from my point of view, and I have no control over them. Where as with normal dreams I have a bit of control over, I can play back or slow it down to suit and there’s a certain flexibility to the visuals.

At this stage there are alot of dreams which are yet to fulfil themselves. I look forward to seeing if indeed they do turn into experiences. And I know that there’s alot of dreams I’ve had that I don’t remember having that will turn into experiences also – so I look forward to that moment and the joy it brings me.