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Light in the Darkness

  • Aug. 3rd, 2008 at 8:22 AM
fire fly fairy
Since I have gotten rid of the entity on my neck which I have had for as long as I can remember, my aura has changed from yellow to violet/indigo color. My husband is not very good at describing colors, so he keeps describing a bluey/purply then lavender, depending on where he is looking. He says I have silverish or whitish rays coming out of my hands though and my hands are kind of greenish and so is my chest area. he says I have goldish speckles around my head that has a violet extends around my head farther from my body than it used to. He also says it seems to be in flux, like it is settling down after having the soul eater gone.

I still have to discuss how I finally removed that from me. It involved a very long six hour death walking and soul retrieval that will take a very long time to describe. I will describe it in short detail because I don't want to give too many details to someone not trained in the shaman skills. A little bit of information can be dangerous.

I was hoping the migraines would be gone afterwards, but I should have realized they entity was with my whole life- from a past life, in fact - so getting rid of that would not make the migraines go away. It will, however, make it easier for me to heal myself and live with them. The migraines is still a part of a neurological re-wiring and ascension process and is still a wonderful thing that I will be grateful that happened.

I am also doing daily protections and clearing of my energetic fields, which helps a lot, too.

I will do a separate post about some interesting past life info I got on my brother and why I feel the need to take care of him so.


I am a new person and I am grateful and happy. I am now the light in the darkness, not blind in the dark.

Guardian

  • Aug. 2nd, 2008 at 12:17 PM
astral
I have been doing a lot of mediating on the astral feeder on the back of my neck. I also have several friends and a separate circle doing the same. They do not know each other and I keep the info separate and I have not been posting until now to not influence the information.

All of them came and myself relate the entity and the illness as trying to stop my advancment partly towards strengthening spiritually as a teacher, but mostly towards preventing me from being a guardian of the gates or the portals.

I have to run, but I had a very significant dream after I realized and accepted this to be true last night. It is going to take a long time to post the dream with the owl, but it will clarify how important this work is.

astral crap

  • Jul. 17th, 2008 at 7:22 AM
dark pheonix
I keep picking up astral baggage when I sleep, little low level creatures that are like ticks - hard to get rid of once they get in. Smudging don't seem to have a lot of affect on the buggers, either. I pick them up when I cross deeper in the lower level of the dimemsions.

Stupid bastards. I still have two. One on my left shoulder blade and one one the base of my skull that I have had for as long as I can remember.


astral critters
http://www.realmagick.com/articles/51/851.html

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Times 3

  • Mar. 1st, 2008 at 8:37 AM
darkself
This was not a dream – well, the last bit was a dream.

I had this same incident three times in the same evening. This was very disturbing.

I am starting to separate from my body astrally. I can feel the vibrations that start just as I begin to leave. I can sense a heaviness/darkness just above my top right head. I look up and ‘see’ a round shape that reminds me of a wingless bat. It has sharp, jagged teeth, rows of teeth that fully circle its mouth. I can feel the slow drain of energy. I start to reach up to bat it away. For now, I not afraid, just automatically swapping like you would a fly or mosquito. As I reach out with my arm, I can sense a full sized human shadow. The shadow is dark and menacing. I immediately feel fear and I bounce back in to my body.

This happens two more times. After each session, I wake up with a sense of terror but also tiredness.


After the third time, I drift off again. I dream that It happens a fourth time –but as it is happening I try to wake up my husband. He groggily tells me to fight it off. I tell him I am too exhausted to fight this shadow demon. He tells me I have to fight.



I am just too tired to fight, even if it is for my life.

OBE within OBE dream?

  • Jun. 22nd, 2007 at 1:08 AM
kittyn moon
Written as though telling my lover about my dream later, but the dream was as it happened.


I am laying in bed, relaxing. I was wearing only an old, baggy t shirt. The room is deepened with shadows, turning the colours into soft shades of gray.

You walk up to me and I sit up. I cup your face in my hands and pull you down for a deep kiss that left me breathless. I breathed in your smell as you sit beside me. I reach up to run my hands in your hair and I noticed your newly cut shortened hair. I was little surprised you had cut it so short, but I liked they way it felt in my hands.

Astral prayer

  • May. 10th, 2007 at 10:53 AM
astral
Mystic moon ever so bright,

Guide my astral travel on my flight.

Goddess, oh wonderful dream of my heart

May the threads of our connection never part

Split the veil for me to see

The answers that I seek from thee

See the candle, feel the fire

Help me find what I desire

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Herbal Dream Magic.

  • Apr. 13th, 2007 at 11:48 PM
fire fairy

I always add cloves to my dream bags as they help me recall dreams the next morning. When you are making your own dream bags, you want to write down the amounts and variations for the effects you desire. Keep track of the results of your dram bag. Each of us is different and choosing the herbs that work for you will probably require experimentation, meditation and magick. Experiment and enjoy the Art of Herbal Dream Magic.

 

 

The Herbs )

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gothangel

Some gemstones are notable for their energies having to do with dreams, such as promoting lucid dreaming, assisting in a restful sleep, alleviating nightmares, etc.

Amethyst

I think Amethyst is one of the most important stones, not just for dreaming but as a protection and healing stone.

Amethyst )

 

 

 


elecriticy in the astral planes?

  • Apr. 4th, 2007 at 7:22 PM
astral
I had a strong warning in my dream to watch out and stay away from electricity in the astral.

Does anyone have any idea what it means?

I cant project anymore and I think I need figure this out before I can again.

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Lack of Focus

  • Mar. 20th, 2007 at 9:56 PM
eye
I have a ton of dreams, events and revelations I need to post that I feel a bit at a loss where to start.  My huge posting on the Book of Mirrors seemed important, though.   I wonder why I have a block on posting my dreams for now.  I will go to bed and perhaps gain a little clarity. I think I am just tird as allergies have been bothering my sleep.  I cant even astral project right now because of lack of sleep.

Kyanite and Astral Projection

  • Jan. 27th, 2007 at 8:15 PM
darkself
Wearing Kyanite boosted my ability to project astrally tons. It really is amazing. I cant wear it for long periods still though as it makes my head feel tingly at first then starts to hurt after a while, in my forehead area.

I can wear it longer than I could at first, though. Also, it makes the spontaneous projection during work happen for me as well, so I need to work on that as well.

I wore it to bed and I kept having OBE's. I was tired, though, so I did not go as far and they did not last a long time. For some reason if I am tired, I can't see astrally as well, so I had trouble seeing around me. Interesting thing, I kept turning on the lights in my house, including the hall light switch that turns a light on my brothers side of the house. He was pissed that I kept turning the light on all night and he finally came over to tell me to quit it.

It was good to get external validation that my experiences were real and not a dream. He was a little freaked out because the I turned the light on, then disappeared from the room. He found me in the bedroom, where I had been projecting from.

Marty is still a little freaked about it. He is bothered by the mystical, etc and he called mom first thing today. I told him I was sleep walking and he must have turned around to look at the cat and I went back into the bedroom. I also sleep walk a lot and my brother is a little slow witted when he is on his pain meds, so he seemed to accept this explanation. Poor Marty.

The only thing is I have to work on shields again as it makes me a lot more sensitive to emotions around me as well, though.

Just thought I would share as it may help someone who is having trouble successfully projecting.

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Astral Appearance

  • Jan. 22nd, 2007 at 6:58 PM
BEAR
My friend at work made a good observation on my soul mate journey recently. She reminded me that people appear in their astral forms, so they may not look the same as in RL. He could be much older or younger than he appeared on my journey. Of course, not seeing his face makes this a little bit mute. But he might be someone I see every day, but is less fit and more grey? Younger? Not really lanky? I really do not know how tall he was, either, as he was lying in the chair before he came to me. Being 5’1”, he could be tall to me, yet still be short by society standards. Also, I wonder how short or tall I appear in the astral? I might appear to be quite tall?



The bit about the M and the Sagittarius was also from my dream, not from an astral journey.





Anyhoo, I guess I know as little about my man in my astral journey as I did before I had the meeting. I just know we had good chemistry!



I still would like to find out the name.

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Astral Meeting with my soulmate in the future

  • Jan. 21st, 2007 at 11:45 AM
kittyn moon

This is my astral journey from early yesterday morning.

 

First, the mechanics:

I tried unsuccessfully to travel astrally while laying on my back. I find it much harder to lift out of my body in this position, the vibrations are much worse. On my side, the vibrations are easier to bear and do not jar the teeth and the ears quite as hard. Also, I find that it is easier if I firmly state my intentions to travel astrally and ask the Goddess for assistance. (Side note, when I was younger and in fear I used to pray to the traditional God of my upbringing. Now it is instinct to call out to the Goddess. I find this to be a strong statement of where and how my spirituality is growing.)

As I rolled forward and out, I once again found myself floating out the front door. Why do I do this? I tried to put my had through the door to see if I could just go through the door, but I found the experience uncomfortable. I found it easier to open the door a crack, but sailed through the glass storm door with ease.

Does anyone else find this to be true? This also does not seem to be a problem outside of my house. Is this because my home is my protector and I need it to be solid? Is it the result of the great many protections and shields that I have set on my house to prevent others from entering astrally or otherwise?

 

Down to the journey

I asked to see my soul mate. I started traveling long the area. The landscape below was dark as it was still dark outside. The scape started to become grey and seemed as though I was traveling over the same area, but time was passing by... it was really my perception as it was a bit nauseating and hard to make out. I found myself back where I started - at the base of my bed. My body was missing, though. I thought this was odd at first, but then I realized I was not home at this time.

There was a small child on the bed though, standing and staring at me. I went to pick him up as I was afraid he would fall off. He was 18-24 months old, with short light curly brown hair. My arms started to go through him as I realized this was his astral form as well. I had to concentrate to pick him up.

I carried him out of the bedroom and noticed the hallway where I had built a wall and a closet to separate my half of the house from my brothers gone. I could see the bumps under the paint where the wall had once been, though. I entered the first bedroom and saw a man laying on the floor on a bean bag chair. He was in the room with the crib, where the child I was carrying was also asleep. I placed the child into the bed, and the bodies merged. I turned over and looked at the man. He was wearing jeans and a red long sleeved shirt. His book was face down on his chest, as though he fell asleep watching the child.

I touched the head of the man. His hair was dark and curly. I thought it was odd, as children usually get their hair from the mothers side, but the child clearly had his father’s hair. I wondered if this was my child or not. I did not really care, though.

The man’s astral form came out of his sleeping form. He kissed me. I kissed him, and I could feel myself warming. The physical sensations pulled my back quickly to my physical body, to my immense frustration. I did not even learn this mans name or what year this was!!

 

 

So much to look forward to in my next journey and my future!

Astral Warrior

  • Jan. 15th, 2007 at 7:07 PM
tatangel

I have found my calling. My training begins.

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Astral Journey to a house

  • Jan. 6th, 2007 at 4:39 PM
astral
This afternoon I was home with a stomach virus. I lay down meditating about astral projection and asking the Goddess to help me astrally project. I do this for quite a while with nothing happening. I realize I have no goal or place to go if I do project and I realize this may be holding me back this time.

I am a bit lost as to what to visit? I don’t know what any place looks like enough to just wander off. I really just want to explore, but I feel I have to have a goal before I am allowed to go. I think of my mom’s concern for me being single forever and I think of checking in on my soul mate. With this intention in mind, I feel the buzzing vibrations start. This time I try rolling forward and out of my body to see if that works. It was less uncomfortable of an exit than last time.

I exit my house out the front door. Think of my soul mate and then just kind of fly through grey. I am getting a bit nauseous, so I fly with my eyes shut. I think that is odd, as I am in body, but it seems to help. I feel myself resting.

I look out and I see myself looking out a window. There is a large hill to the right with a road twisting down a bit, and a flatter area to the left. The front yard is below with walled garden and a cement path to the front door. The house is about 4-5 feet above a road in a suburb. The wall may have been painted white, but it was a little hard to tell.

I turn around and I find myself in a bedroom. There are kids two in this room. They are younger one is sleeping on a cot. There is a adult sleeping in the kids bed. I go into the next room. This is another child’s room, but the occupant is home yet. I can’t tell if these are his kids. Or nieces, etc. The sheets are striped.

Father in law (?) in one room asking if kids were home yet. I could not speak. I don’t think he was talking to me. He was bald or mostly bald, and seemed to be staying in one of the kids room as though he was visiting for the holidays.

I started looking for master bedroom and husband. I was curious to see what his current wife looked like.

My brother started playing music loud and drew me back.

I wonder if the guy in kids room was the one I was supposed to see? How disappointing if he was. He seemed a bit old. I don’t think so, though.

OBE While Driving

  • Jan. 1st, 2007 at 5:09 PM
astral

This morning I was driving up Afton Mountain. The morning is warm. The wind is blowing my hair all over through my open windows as I pay homage to the New Year in my tradition of listening to U2. The band always makes me nostalgic for the wonder days of MTV in the basement with my friends in the 80's tribute to that 70's show. I always snuck down to the basement to watch U2's New Year Day video. Today it was the uplifting tune “Where the streets have no name”

I want to run
I want to hide
I want to tear down the walls
That hold me inside
I want to reach out
And touch the flame
Where the streets have no name




The mist and fog swirled around the base of the mountain, like ghosts. The sun was casting warm rays of golden light through the dancing vapors. I was dancing with light, shadow as I twisted and turned up the side of the mountain.

I want to feel sunlight on my face
I see the dust cloud disappear
Without a trace
I want to take shelter from the poison rain
Where the streets have no name


As I start to crest the mountain, I break through the line of clouds clinging to the western side of the mountain. The sky is a brilliant blue crisp and clean over the valley. Shenandoah Valley lays beyond, warm and bright in the morning sunshine made brighter reflecting through the cleansing rain of New Years Eve.

I am on the tip of the peaks of the mountains that feel like I am scraping the edge of the sky, crossing from the mountains of nelson County. I see a bald Eagle just ahead and below. He is soaring over the peaks, the sun light casting a halo off his white head. His huge wingspan and majesty feels me with awe. I imagine flying with him. I feel myself soaring as him.

I feel myself start to separate and floating on the breeze along with him, free and high in the sky.

I look down and I see my dog in the car next to my body, and I snap back into driving again.


The moment was both amazing and terrifying. I felt on the one hand like I had been God Smacked. On the other, I felt a great fear of losing myself again and hurting someone in the process.


Has anyone ever had an OBE while driving? Unintended when the mind was so caught in the moment as I was? I need to get a handle on how to develop the ability but to also keep some safety measures in place.

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Past Dream

  • Dec. 25th, 2006 at 8:39 AM
England
The air was crisp and cool with the smell of snow in the air. A large group of people had gathered outside on a hill to sled. The snow was a bit sticky, though, so we were having a bit of trouble gaining speed. A man took a running start and started sliding on the snow, only to stop after a few feet.

Another pulled out a huge barrel of something wet and shiny. He told us it would make the snow and ice very slick, like a silicon. He stared shoveling out the wet mass onto a track of snow. I could see this was not going to create enough ice, so I started to visualizing the ice getting thicker and thicker until it was about a full inch thick. The wet slickness on top made the trail very slippery.

I was watching the folks for a while sledding down the hill. I took a running leap and dove onto the icy ride. I started going faster and faster and I looked up to the top of the hill. I saw a familiar shaped parka from my past. It was a Menwith parka, blue and long. My sledding came to a stop and I was thrown from the ice into a drift.

We walked towards each other. Joe said he was only here for a very short time. He seemed a bit surprised that he was here himself. We walked about the snow, talking mostly about nothing. It was strange. It was like he was having an entirely different conversation than I was. He was not really very aware of where he was or what was going on. He just kind of knew I was there, but in a very dream like state. I knew his time was coming to an end so I asked if I could snap a few pictures with my camera. He agreed, although a little reluctantly.

I took a few pictures with the camera I had just used the other night to take a few self portraits. (This is a clear recollection in my dream of actual events, which is a little uncommon.) That night, I used to flash and just randomly shot a couple off while I was talking to a friend at 2 am on the phone. The conversation at the time was how she thought it was weird that any time we were together or talked on the phone, she felt tons better. She has mono, and is very drained right now, but she could feel the energy any time we talked. I was trying to see if I could get anything in the photo like an orb or whatever to capture the energy. I did not capture anything that night.

Sometimes when I take pictures, I can see glow balls of energy around folks that do not appear when you look at them directly. Most of the time they are much brighter in my minds eye than they appear on the photo later. It is as though because I am not looking at the subject directly, but through the lense, the entire picture changes because I seeing through my minds eye or my third eye. If I did not find the occasional glow or orb in the photo afterwards that OTHER people could also see, I would very much doubt my visions and my sanity. Now I just think it is a little odd but not very useful as I could never really explain this or prove it to another.

This time, as I was taking a picture of Joe, his face changed. His mouth became bigger and darker, and seemed to be sucking in light. He looked a little like a vampire or a leech. I looked at him without my camera, and he was typically looking down and to the side a little. I looked back in through my camera and he was looking at me, with the dark teeth and face becoming darker. He did not really seem evil, but he was sucking in energy - from me. I could see the connection to the past was some sort of line of energy that he fed from and was very one sided.

I put down the camera, hugged him, and he wandered off mindlessly.







I wish I could know if he dreamt of me. It would be good to have an external validation of a dream like this. It would be safe to do so, as it is clear the past feelings are gone. Now there are just lessons for us both to learn.

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Lessons from a walk-in

  • Dec. 20th, 2006 at 7:05 PM
kittyn moon
I was at a conference type event with my coworkers. This was a regional meeting, so the room was full of 1200 folks or so. We were off site in a conference room that was white and filled with light. The light had the warm glow the sun flowing in through a window and lighting up the dust motes like they were dancing fairies.

We were seated around tables, and the speaker walked into the room. He made a dramatic entrance wearing white flowing robes and had long hair. I could tell this was not the normal motivational speaker we were forced to endure upon occasion. He was accompanied by several assistants garbed in similar flowing garments.

Around the presenters I noticed a few beings of light dancing around. They were very airy and did not seem to touch the ground. They had ribbons of coloured light streaming from their hair and bodies that swirled and swayed around them.

The presenters had brought a kirilian camera that photographs the auric field. They were taking polaroid pics of folks around them room quickly and setting them down on the table. They mostly just smiled and made small comments like, look at all the healing green in your aura.

The main speaker approaced me and snapped a picture. He looked at it, and took another picture of my shoulder. He looked closely at the picture and took several more pictures, stepping back and from a variety of angles. One of the assistants came close and the speaker muttered entities and gave him the photographs. The speaker then plastered on a smile and proceeded to the next table.

The assistant was joined by several dancing beings and asked me to go into a small room. A few other folks were in the room. They were asking questions of the assistants but they seemed to be ignoring the dancers. I suddenly realized I was the only once who could see the dancers. One of them caught my eye and smiled at me and winked.

I started to notice the questioners had entities in their aura pictures. The presenters were handing out pamphlets on exorcism and white sage bundles. One woman asked if she only had one entity or if it was possible to have more than one or two at a time. He turned away from me and told the woman she only had one, and told her that it used to be thought that you could only have one entity within you at any one time. He walked away to another. It was clear to me he did not want to catch my eye.

Another asked the presenter what they meant by entity. He seemed to be listening to one the dancers, and then he replied:“By an entity, we are referring here to energy based beings that take up residence within people. Most entities are created by humans, usually unconsciously. Thoughts are things, they are energy and energy and matter are one. So any thought that is fed emotional energy gets bigger and more powerful. What you focus on, will grow: this is the power of free will, and the essence of all prayer, spell casting and the root of much mental illness.”

I looked at the speaker, and he appeared to be part itinerant and part dancing being. I cocked my head and was going to ask one of the beings of light why this was so, and it shook its head and put its finger to its mouth. It then flowed to me, took my hand and looked into my eyes. I heard him in my head. He explained the presenters were once itinerants and folks who were tried to commit suicide. At the point of death, the original soul left the body. In its place, one of the beings of light took the place of the prior soul. They were ‘walk-ins’ who took up residence to complete an important task. The beings of light assisted these new walk-ins.

The presenter continued his explanation of how to clear the entities.
“The simplest way to clear entities, is simply to ask your Guardian angels, or whatever you put faith in, to take them into the Light. If you have faith, this is enough. Most people do not have faith... so here is a more "hands on" method that is completely effective.”

The presenter started leading the group through a visulization to clear the entitities from their aura. He then told the entities “Transmute into light. Archangels back up my intentions.”
(Think of the column of light above your head, to show it where to go.. and it will.
Originally, they were made of light, came from light. and they happily go back there once they have been reminded that they have the option. They transmute when given permission by your free will.

The being of light gazed again into my mind. I could see my aura, expanding out about 5 feet from my body. At the outer edges, dark shadows and daemons were lurking. They occasionally would prod, looking for a weakness in the edge of my energy.
Within the outer atmosphere, small beings of light flicker up when the outer critters are looking for weakness. Their light seems to tickle feels like the tingles of a limb that has fallen asleep. I feel this sensation sometimes when I sleep. In my dreams, it feels like a hot rain, and was a warning that someone was trying to break through my shields.

I can also see a large being of light above me, feeding energy and light in through the top of my head. The energy feeds my aura, giving strength to the tiny beings of light warding off the attacks. I can see several figures around, outside of my aura. They are faceless, but bright and beautiful. I sense these are spirit guides, ancestral guides and totems. Not all of them are humanoid. Before I can make them out clearly, they fade back again.

I also see a dark, oily shadow. He seems particularly sinister. He touches the edge of my energy field, and the area seems to fade a little. When he notices I sense him, he slinks back into the background as well.

I notice an area of darkness within my energy field. It seems a little heavy and grey. Around the area, the energy gets brighter. It reminds me of an oyster slowly surrounding a grain a sand and creating a pearl. The colors were more opalescent and milky, but seemed to healing the surrounding area, protecting it from the darker mass.

The presenter turns to me and tells me that he cannot exorcize the entities that are attached to my aura. He said they are not possessing me, but are attempting to do so I need to be vigilant and strong. He said the brighter and stronger my soul light and energy becomes, the more I will attract astral critters and demons of the spiritual and physical world alike. I need to stay firmly on my path of growth.

He hands me a rose and a picture of my aura. I cannot see myself at all in the picture. The picture is just a bright white light.

still buzzing from the buzz

  • Dec. 18th, 2006 at 6:36 AM
kittyn moon
I am still feel like my life has started anew. Most moments since my astral projection (OBE for shor - out of body) I have felt the warmth of starting over.

I have occasional pangs of feeling there is something I need to start. I feel driven to accomplish something. At first I did not realize the feeling was related to my OBE. I thought it was the usual holiday stress, or something along those lines. I realize now (after more dreams that I will post later as I have to leave for work now) that it is because I have started down a new spiritual path. I know not where it will lead, but I am still grateful.

I had been going in circles for years. I feel like I have important things to learn and to accomplish and I am finally back on the path I am meant to be on. A path of my own choosing.

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Sparkle Projections

  • Dec. 16th, 2006 at 8:03 PM
eye
Last night I went to bed with the intention of trying astral projections. I drifted off to sleep before I could succesfully project.

As I often do in the night, I woke up after a dream. started to meditate, trying to build an image of the room of my bedroom in my head, and see myself stepping out of my body and into the astral plane. After a time I could hear the buzzing start up in my head. I usually get this during my abduction/sleep paralysis nightmares. I could sense an energy behind me and to my left. This was unusual as I usually cannot sense the entities - they can block them completely. I then realize it was my cat, who crawled up and laid on my side. This made me realize that this is the buzzing that frequently occurs just before astral projections.

I tried to seperate and lift from my body. The buzzing was loud, and was making even my skeleton hum with the vibration. I could not move. I remembered reading that instead of trying to move yourself, it may work if you imagine object moving towards you. I asked the Godess to please help me move past the paralysis and let me be free to enter the astral plane. I focused on my ceiling fan above my head moving towards me, and I begin to drift towards the fan. WOW! What an amazing feeling! I put my hands out to try to grab the fan and I realize they are covered with sparkling lights. Everything around me was dark.

I decided to leave my room and go to the hallway. The farther I got from my body, the brighter and clearer my vision became. I think about where I can go to validate my experience. I could visit a friend and see what their house looks like and then verify it later. I think about a friend with whom I had a falling out with. I decide not got go, but I am distracted and I think about how far I can go safely. I look back to my body and I get pulled back into my body.


I should not have looked back. I know there is a silver cord, so you can not get lost. Still, instinct kicked in. Next time, I will not let fear get me.


My question is - what made my hands looks sparkly?

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