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With that said, I hope that you will continue to read to the end, and can walk away with a sense of reassurance in your hearts that what we are embarking on here at this point in time, is the most wondrous stage in the Human Journey; the ultimate evolution. And perhaps that in itself might help to calm your fears and help you find Peace and Love within yourselves to be able to accept it for what it is, and to be able to accept me as I am.
If there are any subject matters in the following story that you are not familiar with and would like clarification on, please don’t hesitate to send me a message asking about them. I am happy to answer any of your questions to the best of my ability. As you might assume, this is not the whole story… there are many facets to it and details that I have left out of this version in the interest of saving space. As you might have already noted from entries in this blog, however, I will be writing about other details as separate “stories” as I get to them. In the meantime, enjoy reading this one…
When I was about 7 or 8 years old (1969/1970) I had the first of many interesting experiences in this lifetime. One night I opted to sleep in the “guest” bedroom at the opposite end of the house from the other bedrooms - and my family. I slept through the night (at least, I think I did), but in the early hours of the morning, in the twilight of pre-dawn, I awoke. I remember I was lying on my back and looked down at the foot of the bed (one of those old-fashioned kind with the open-work wrought iron head and footboard) and there floating in mid air, about 3 feet off the ground was a black, shiny sphere about the size of a basketball, with tiny white lights around its equator. It scared me so badly that I did what any terrified 7 or 8 year old would do - I pulled my blanket up over my head and laid as perfectly still as I could, hoping that it would go away. Finally after about a ½ hour, I‘m guessing, I pulled the covers back, and looked toward the foot of the bed and it was gone. The first thing I did after that was to get out of bed and run to my parents’ bedroom in the back of the house, climb in bed with my mom and proceed to tell her all about it. Of course, she insisted that I’d just had a bad dream and that I should go back to bed and try to go back to sleep. I refused and spent the rest of the morning in Mom and Dad’s bed. During that day, I told my older brothers what I had seen, and they all looked at each other like they couldn’t believe what they were hearing. Then my oldest brother spoke up and said that the neighbor girl, who was about 3 years older than I had described an identical experience to them just a day or two before. Wow, well that was strange!
It gets stranger -
About 6 or 7 years later, in the summer of 1977 - I was 14 just about to turn 15 - I was staring out my window one night (back in the other end of the house with everyone else this time, though still isolated in my own room) contemplating my existence. I remember the stars were bright that night and I know that was one reason I was looking out the window - up at the stars. As I stared a beautiful ultra-violet blue-purple glow began to appear around the edges of the window. I blinked my eyes because I thought maybe I’d just been staring too long, but the glow continued. This was no ordinary light, but rather one of such a high frequency that I don’t think that most people would have been able to see it.
Gradually the glow grew to fill the entire room and then I realized it was accompanied by a sentience - a being, if you will - who with pure thought communicated to me that he had come for me, to tell me about myself, that he was my “soul-mate” (how I interpreted it back then). He mentioned that I was as he is, meaning that we are of the same “species” (again that’s what I thought he meant at the time) and that I did not originate on Planet Earth (yippee!! I’m an extraterrestrial - well again that’s what I thought he meant). He proceeded to make references to our lineage (we were members of a sort of nobility/aristocracy), and told about our history together, and that I had been placed on planet Earth long ago for “protection”. I thought he meant my own protection.
Well, suffice it to say, I wasn’t too well in practice of receiving pure thought transferals, or at least it had been a long long time since the last time I’d done anything like that, so I know that I misinterpreted much of what he had told me. One thing though, that came through loud and clear was the image of himself that he projected to me - tall (VERY tall), extremely handsome to the point of being beautiful, about shoulder length, curly golden blond hair, and dressed in jewel-colored robes that were trimmed in gold…..hmmm. OH! And most important of all, huge, amazing sky-blue eyes. I get lost routinely in those eyes….*sigh*
The one thing he never told me: his name. Looking back I think he figured that the blue-violet aura would be enough to cue me in… but back then I really had no clue, none whatsoever… so I gave him a name … which I would find out later, much later, is not an uncommon practice in these types of situations. I had chosen the name of one of the lesser Elven characters from J.R.R. Tolkien’s trilogy “Lord of the Rings” who reminded me of the way he presented himself to me - that was Glorfindel.
I was treated to nightly visits from my Soul Mate - we consummated a sort of intimate relationship, though not in a physical manner, rather it was something much more “tantric” in nature, being that he was on the ethereal plane and I on the physical. This continued for a couple of years.
One night during this time I had invited my best friend to come and spend the night with me, eluding to the fact that something “unusual” was going on with me. I figured that since we were so close and she seemed to be a “sensitive” person, that maybe, just maybe, she would be able to see that beautiful aura also, and if she didn’t, then I’d know that I was just seeing - and perceiving - maybe… what I wanted to. She came to spend the night, I told her my story of how he’d first approached me. Then I summoned him, and lo and behold… my friend saw the aura too. I remember she cried tears of amazement. I cried tears of relief.