Archive for April, 2011

Once again your Angels have given me interesting information to share with you, the purpose of which I do not know, but those of you who read this post will know that it is for you. In my line of work, I daily come into contact with life and death, whether from my patients or from stories told to me by their family members. For their own reasons, something about me instills confidence in them. Feeling that they will receive a fair hearing, they then tell me the most amazing things, things that, by their own admission, they are unwilling to share with others for fear of being thought “odd”, “unusual”, or the dreaded “c” word: crazy.

One of my patients had had routine surgery and was recuperating before being transferred to a rehabilitation center for further work. His wife was visiting him; both were sitting in chairs, comfortably ensconced. As I chatted with them, the patient mentioned (for some unknown reason; straight out of the blue), that his wife had been in a coma for some weeks and had now recovered. In fact, she seemed perfectly fine, with no hint of aftereffects from such a lengthy period of unconsciousness. Looking at her with great interest, I gently asked a few searching questions. This was all she needed and she proceeded to tell me the story:

For several weeks she apparently had been unconscious in a hospital. She had no recollection of much of this time. Near the end of the coma—she did not know at the time that the coma was about to end—she became aware of floating above her body, which was in the hospital bed below her. She saw her father, mother, nurses, other hospital personnel, all around her bed. In adjacent corridors and rooms she saw other people, although she was not present in those areas. Her father was speaking to her. As she became more aware of her surroundings, she noticed a hollow tube that appeared in the air around her. Somewhere far down the tube she saw a light, which was bright, but did not hurt her eyes.

At this point, she interrupted her narrative to tell me that she had bargained with the Being in the Light to come back to the earth. I asked her what the Being had said to her and how she came to feel that she was bargaining with It. With that question, she continued her narrative. She said that as she moved through the tube and went into the Light, she knew that this was it, that she was leaving her body, her family, and her life on earth. Upon acknowledging this realization, she told the Being, “Oh, no. I can’t leave. I have little children. There’s no one who can take care of them!” With these words, she immediately found herself back in the hospital bed to horrible pain, which has now passed. Since that time, she has much peace, knowing that “death” is not the dreaded bogeyman under the bed, but a peaceful, beautiful floating toward an amazing Light of pure and unconditional Love.

On ending her narrative, I thanked her profusely for sharing this incredible story with me, which has the same elements of near-death experiences (NDE), as reported by Dr. Moody (see Reading). She also thanked me, saying that she was relieved that I believed her story. She said that initially she had only told her mother, who, thank the Angels, listened and believed her. Since having had this NDE, she is less reluctant to share, although she is still reticent to some extent—all the more amazing that she shared it with me, a total stranger. The peace and joy on her face is unmistakable and she exudes a calmness that only a profound experience such as this can impart.

This kind of experience, willingly shared, can uplift us all as we struggle with our little daily grind. For me, it reaffirms my commitment to staying open to guidance, to staying open to the experiences dictated by my own Angels (even though these experiences may not be very pleasant nor do they always make sense to my logical, rational mind), and to keeping the lines of communication to our Angels open by continually listening to Them. This I do through stilling my mind, stilling my thoughts, avoiding the temptation to judge and criticize others, and to roll with whatever comes my way. Some days I even succeed with all of these; some days I have to try again. My hope is that those of you reading this interesting story will find the inspiration to continue to stay in touch with your Angels.

Last week the Angels sent a blithe spirit my way who had such wonders to tell that I must share them with you. Some of them may sound unusual, but I am only the typist, writing what my Angels dictate, sometimes through the words of our fellow human beings.

As always, this encounter began innocuously enough. Having had lunch with a good friend, let us call her Joan, we went to her house to retrieve a book. Her mother, Louise, was visiting. We were introduced, and, within a few sentences, the conversation turned to the extraordinary. Louise began by hesitantly hinting that she had experienced two unusual occurrences in her life. That was all I needed. With gentle encouragement, she told us of the following:

As a younger woman, she was driving along a road in Connecticut, in broad daylight. As she drove, she happened to look toward her left, at a large, open field. Still driving, she suddenly became aware of a saucer-shaped object descending toward the ground, gently drifting. She said that it made no sound, just drifted down gently, touched down, then just as gently, drifted up and away. The craft was approximately 20 feet in diameter, silver, rounded, with flashing lights near the top. There was absolutely no sound. Other drivers on that same highway also saw the craft, but no one stopped; all continued on their way, as did Louise. She never doubted that she was awake and in full possession of her senses. For quite a while, Louise scanned the newspaper to see whether anyone had reported this sighting. She also wondered whether she might meet some of the other travelers on that highway to speak to them about this unusual sighting. After telling me this story, she looked at me to see whether or not I thought she was crazy. I assured her that I look for UFOs nightly and we all laughed.

At a later time in her life, Louise’s mother lay dying. Louise was at her side at the moment of departure. Louise turned her head slightly, looking away from her mother, and just then, she saw a silvery substance drift out of her mother’s body and dissolve gently into the air. Turning to look at her mother squarely, Louise saw nothing out of the ordinary, aside from her mother’s body. This memory had remained with her for all of this time. As she told me the story, she said in wonder, “I saw my mother’s spirit leave her body!”

After Louise told us of these wonders—seeming grateful that we did not think her demented, she haltingly mentioned that she had yet one more incredible tale to tell. Finding approval on our faces, she told us that at one point in her life, she needed to have a spinal tap while in the hospital. The doctor prepared her back, then inserted the needle into her spinal cavity. Immediately, she found herself floating above her body, watching the people below her beginning to realize that there was a problem. Quickly reacting, they began CPR, and Louise saw them pushing on her chest. She, herself, knew that she was fine and wondered what all the fuss was about. Watching them work on her body, she began to feel a tug, a pull, away from the hospital scene. Looking up, she saw in the distance a tunnel, the edges of which were coming closer. She watched this tunnel growing larger, coming closer, and feeling the tug growing stronger. Suddenly she decided that she was not ready to go just yet and poof! she found herself back in her body, this time wracked with pain. Such pain! She said it took a long time for the pain to go away.

Questioning her closely about her decision to stay behind, Louise said that she just felt that she was not ready to leave, that she still had business connected with her body, so the decision to stay was quite natural. As to a Spiritual Being, which some people report encountering, Louise said she did not see one, although she did see a light that was beginning to gleam in the tunnel as it came closer to her.

As she told us this last and final occurrence, she seemed satisfied with having given out this important information that she had been carrying within herself for all of these years. She was calm, composed, serene. As for me, I was aghast. Here was a person I had only just met, sharing with me vitally important information that corroborates nearly everything that I have read and researched for over 40 years: UFOs, the existence of the Spirit, and a classic NDE, all in the space of 20 minutes. Despite skepticism and cynicism in some people, everyday wonders like these told by Louise actually happen and actually are true. There is a life and existence beyond the one we have in our bodies and it behooves us to keep our eyes, ears, and, particularly our minds, open. Peeps, you never know from whence your education will come or how your Angels will present it, so stay open to those everyday wonders.

“Little darlin’, it’s been a long, cold, lonely winter. Little darlin’ it feels like years since it’s been clear. Here comes the sun (doo doo doo doo); here comes the sun, what I say. It’s all right.” (from “Here Comes the Sun”, sung by the Beatles). It has, indeed, been a long, cold, lonely winter up here in the frozen tundra of New England and we are finally digging ourselves out. Crocuses are in full bloom, smiling at the sun, while busy and resourceful little bees sip their nectar for future honey pots; tulips peek out of the warm earth, stretching upward in anticipation of glowing red in the full light of day; peepers cheep in the wetlands, singing, “Pick me!! Pick me!!” I, too, have thawed and am bursting with unusual thoughts, occurrences, and revelations after a long, frozen, dry spell. Welcome back, dear Readers, and Happy Spring to you!

One of the most unusual experiences I have had in a long list of many strange and unusual experiences has to do with crystals. If this had not happened to me, I would have been hard pressed to accept it as a reality. Happen it did. I present my experience to you to read it, ponder it, examine it, test it, and perhaps to provide me with an explanation of what exactly occurred. Let us turn, then, to the story:

Some short time ago, a woman of my acquaintance, Lola, spoke to me glowingly of her crystal work, mentioning that she uses crystals in her capacity as a healer. Specifically, she spoke of Lemurian crystals, discussed extensively by a remarkable woman from the UK, one, Diana Cooper, who has written several books on this subject (see Links). According to Ms. Cooper, Lemurian crystals are 10 times more powerful than Reiki in the ability to heal, and were used by the Lemurians (in a civilization that pre-dated Atlantis) to heal the earth. These crystals are now available from mines in Brazil and can again be used for healing. As Lola waxed eloquent on this subject, adding that certain crystals spread heat through her palms when placed in her hand, I listened with an open but admittedly skeptical mind, since I had had no prior experience with any form of crystal work.

After a few minutes of explanation, Lola produced two small, flat boxes. She opened one to reveal a singularly unimpressive quartz crystal. Obviously rough-hewn, it measured approximately 3.5-4 inches in height, about 1.5-2 inches in width in the rough shape of an obelisk. Several of the faces were smooth, but much of the crystal was bubbly and coarse, much as it must have looked while still in the earth. The smooth faces stretched upward, coming to a rough point. Lola dropped it into my open left palm and immediately I experienced……………nothing. No warmth, no tingle, no gasp, no nothing.

Looking rather dumbly at this hunk of rock in my hand, I was suddenly inspired to pass my right palm over the top of the crystal, cupping it between my two hands, but without toughing my right palm to the crystal. As I did this, I felt a deep, low, electromagnet hum: WAHMP……WAHMP……WAHMP, repeated rhythmically, like the hum of a small, but mighty electric motor. I took my right palm away. The hum stopped. I returned my right hand; the deep-throated hum returned. In great surprise, I turned to Lola and asked her whether she had heard and felt this deep, electric throbbing. She said, “no”, that she had felt heat, but heard no hum. It felt to me as if there was a huge voltage across this crystal which had turned to current flow as I completed the circuit when my palms faced each other with the crystal between. Interestingly, there was no electric shock, just the very deep, electric hum. Taking the crystal from my palm, Lola chattered some more about crystals, how each one is tuned to the individual and that to pick one requires touching or being near to it, to observe one’s reaction. For her, since she feels heat, it is necessary to touch the crystal. Others can feel vibrations, or, in my case, an odd, electric throbbing.

My gaze turned to the second little box on the desk. Although up to this point, crystals had only been pretty colored rocks to me, now I was on fire to see this newest crystal. I couldn’t in politeness ask Lola to take it out and put it into my palm, but she was already removing the cover, as if in accord with my silent, unspoken request. This crystal was infinitely more interesting to me than the first, although I could not have given a rational reason for my heightened interest. Smaller than the first, it measured approximately 2.5-3 inches in height and, perhaps, 1/2 inch in diameter. It, too, was in the shape of an obelisk, but with more than 4 faces, all coming to a point. On one of the smooth faces, tiny horizontal marks, as if etched with a fine pin point or laser, lined the surface, nearly from top to bottom. It was these marks that drew my gaze. I knew from somewhere that these marks were information stored in this crystal, though how and why information would be on the crystal was a question that I could not answer. I held up my palm and Lola laid the crystal on it. As I turned away from her, toward my left, I immediately saw in my mind’s eye the curvature of the earth, close to the ground. In this incredible span of ground, approximately 1/8th of the circumference of the earth, I saw several of these crystals stuck into the ground—much like our high-voltage towers, angled so that their peaks pointed toward each other. Above the peaks, electromagnetic signals, or signals of this type of frequency, were being broadcast between the crystals, connecting them into a cohesive whole, sending some type of information.

Turning to Lola in awe, I tried to describe my vision to her, “I don’t know how to say this, but these crystals were connected and they were sending information in the form of some kind of energy that radiated from their tops”. Without batting an eyelash, Lola told me that, yes, indeed, these crystals had been planted in the earth by the Lemurians and the crystals had communicated between themselves for some purpose, purportedly to heal the planet. As she said this, goose bumps coursed all up and down my body, until I was almost resonating with them. I also knew that the crystal had much more to tell me, but that it would be impolite to go further with this discussion at this time. Reluctantly, I returned the small crystal to Lola and asked her whether the crystal had spoken to her, as well. She said that she would need to meditate on it, but to date, it had not shown her anything like what I had seen.

Then and there, I knew that my next and first stop would be at a crystal shop close by, where, interestingly enough, they sell Lemurian crystals. I can see the color and the number. They must all have the horizontal markings. I can see, too, that once one crystal is in my possession, I will be connected to all of the crystals on the planet and who knows what ancient information they will reveal.

That is my unusual experience. From regarding crystals as pretty, innocent, pointy hunks of rock, I am now aflame to storm that crystal shop and see what kinds of reactions I might receive from them. If any of you have had crystal experience or can recommend reading on this subject, please share it with us. It might contribute to the change in world consciousness which is currently proceeding at an every faster pace.