It is 3:45 now, I finished a practice effort at retrieval which I started at 1:45 and posted a note to say I was going to do this. I just am "reporting" in to say what happened or seemed to happen. Sorry to say I think this was all probably not real, but imagined, but I'm not sure of course. First, I was bothered by accidentally "dropping in" on a couple of people as I guess I left my body. I have worked as a psychic for many years and this got in the way...I saw what might be a couple of news items which, if I didn't imagine them, may be in the near future...one was a ship which seemed to be in collision of a huge ice floe or was at least very close to it, touching it in fact, perhaps monitoring it anyway. The other was a view of an outside balcony from Buckingham Palace, with some announcement or other about to be made...it felt like that anyway. Pardon me if that all sounds like the most complete nonsense. It might be. I just had a difficult time getting into any "place" where I might start a retrieval. After a long time, I finally was flying over a vast forest, I felt scared, it was really, really wild country and far from any place I knew. Then I saw and "felt" that I was scrambling for balance on the very edge of a cliff edge, the edge of the cliff was giving way, I couldn't get my balance, I sort of tripped or something, and then I was a long way from the cliff and watching as someone fell and fell and fell, the mountain side was sheer and thousands of feet to the bottom. There was snow, it was wintry, but the sheer mountain side was free of snow. I really thought I was being silly. Imagining all of this. I floundered around there in the air far above the scene for a few minutes, blocked by something, could not move downward, but struggled against the block and suddenly I was actually already down on the ground looking at a frozen figure, cloaked entirely in ice. It was sitting upright, its arms around its knees, its head half down, dejected and lost, very bewildered and very very cold. The ice was so thick it felt like I could not get through to the person but I approached and said Hello and spoke very firmly and said they should get up, get to their feet, I would help them up. The figure got up and suddenly the ice was gone and I could see the person, it was a woman dressed for the mountains, a young woman, perhaps in her thirties, she said her name was Kathy. Kathy Carreira. She was blonde with green eyes. Of course, as you can see, I was making all this up as I went along. But I continued just for the heck of it. I told her she had passed out of her body (hard to lie under the circumstances) and she flashed a furious look at me, she was very hard, this girl, athletic hard I mean, solid as a rock, very fit and healthy and very smart and no-nonsense. A lot of confidence, beyond my own experience. She had on sort of some brown outfit, warm and expensive and made for adventures in rough places. The outfit also had leather belts, like around her waist, a wide heavy leather belt, a heavy leather strap going up over her shoulder, and so on, I don't know the purpose of the leather strapping she wore. She was quite beautiful in fact and definitely an intimidating woman, used to power. I tried to behave confidently (ho ho) and kept hold of her arm and guided her out of the woods and took her to The Park (I don't know any place else to take people). She was indignant but didn't know what to do but obey me. She was a bit confused but not about to take any crap from anyone either. I moved quickly because I knew if I fiddled around and tried to persuade her much, she would refuse to go with me. I got her into the park and, to try to help her understand she was dead, but in fact, still alive in a new but real sense, I asked her to stop for a moment and I lifted a rose branch toward her. "Smell these roses", I said. "They're great." They were white, heavy, old fashioned roses. She smelled them and said, astonished, they smell wonderful. We moved toward the Picnic Area (I don't know where else to go) and as we moved down the path to the benches and the people, a man stood out from the crowd, a dark man with a mustache, handsome and again, definitely a dominant, confident type, but very gracious, and moved toward us and said "Kathy!" She immediately moved away from me toward him, saying "Uncle Fargas!" (A name I have never heard in my life). I left her in his care and as I turned around and hurried away back down the path, I heard him say "Tell me what happened". So that is that. At that point, my dog was poking his nose into my side and my cat was hollering for some food, and I got up. I regret if this sounds silly. It is what happened in my head. Anyway, that's that. I will go take my dog for a walk now. Vanayssa

super retrieval Vanayssa :) remember Bruce's book "Beyond All Doubt?"
as I studied Bruce's books I wondered what it would be like when you finally get beyond all doubt that what you are doing is real. finally my wish was granted and yours will be granted to get beyond all doubt, but meanwhile I think you're on the right track to continue and when you do another ask that a guide help you to make it become more real to you. If you've already seen through a wall, and you are a practicing psychic, this should snowball for you soon, the verifications and just "knowing."

Getting a name is good. I got a name several times, not a last name with Cami, but I did get her town and state, couldn't find her without the last name, was taking too much research so gave up, the reason being I knew in my heart it was real as I had felt her body as solid when I touched her and it was an "awake" retrieval, not even a doubt in my mind the entire time.

this retrieval you might like to research her last name with several different spellings as we can get the names juxaposed while in the astral state often, theres a reversal dyslexia effect out there sometimes. with numbers also. I went directly to obituaries of the town and state but I had no last name nor death date.I like that you asked her to smell roses! how innovative to gain and keep her attention this way.

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Thanks, laffingrain for your encouraging comments and I love the little red rose at the bottom...pretty smart! How'd you find that?? I looked her name up on the web and it came up right away, it seems it is a fairly common name...I will do as you suggest and next time I practice I will ask for a Guide and I will ask that I am able to tell more clearly if it is all real or just all made up. It sure would be nice to have a guide...I was scared flying over those remote, huge forests. Still. I love the quote you have at the bottom of your emails...Yea Though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil, for I have trained there...great stuff! Vanayssa

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Greetings lady-retrievers,

I'm not into playing fashion police, lol, but I'm wonderring about how up to date her wool outfit was, and with all those leather straps.  However expensively made, wool absorbs moisture. Seems like synthetics have replaced most leather and wool, also due to the weight.

It happened recently enough she had the nickname, but she may have been up there a long time, since the turn of the previous century even?  Perhaps that was the symbolism of your hovering--or you had to wait until she actually died from the fall. Her handsome guy waiting for her may also have been in the AL.  Did you notice what he was wearing and any others around there?

I don't think it was a fake retrieval.  Now that you say you're a psychic, I see why you're getting some harder assignments, such as Carriera's obstinacy; it's because you are already familiar with leaving C1.   :)  Congratulations, Vanayssa!

Betson

Hi Betson, laffingrain, everybody. It's 8:30 am here in pouring rain Courtenay on Monday of a new exciting week on planet Earth. I turned on the news and see that climate change has not interfered with the cafes, courtrooms, and traffic of Vancouver. What a relief. I have begun meditations in which I try to claim a positive outcome for us all from earth's changes. I am nervous about my own death, whenever it comes, in case it is unpleasant, you know? So when I do these retrievals I am always particularly hoping for reassurance that it's going to be manageable and ok. Yesterday's retrieval practice with Kathy and taking her to the Park to her Uncle (who may have been a Guide, but how can one tell?) was good for me in that it really underlined how easy the change is, from the physical to non physical, especially for those who kind of know what is going on...hey, I'm dead/alivealloveragain in a new world, how great is this?? kind of thing. Betson's notes about Kathy's name and clothing were very appropos and gave me food for thoguht. If I had to extrapolate further on the experience of meeting her, I'd say my "sense" of Kathy was that she was some sort of police person, like FBI or something and was working when she fell. That is just a sense, and probably because she was a powerful young woman in herself and accustomed to being in control of things. What I didn't say was that as I flew over that forest and felt like it would go on forever, and felt a bit scared, I was relieved to catch sight of a wide clearing in the forest and a cabin away off in the distance, and then suddenly I was in that body trying to get my balance on the cliff edge, and my feeling is she had been staying in that cabin. All this is very jumbled and I really do think I made it all up. Now I am beginning to understand why Bruce spent YEARS trying to find some kind of reason to believe in the stuff he was getting and doing. I can be comfortable with it when I am doing it privately but when I wake up in the morning after sharing the experience with strangers (smart, experienced and trained strangers) I feel like ohmygod what have I done, I am an idiot. You know? But it was good to be able to decide to have a practice shot and be allowed "in" to actually experience helping someone stuck (in thick ice, in this case) even if it is just nonsense...and the world around me feels more and more like a total illlusion too, like...which reality is the real one, WILL THE REAL WORLD PLEASE STAND UP? I'll read some more of the postings from others today and I am interested in your sister, laffingrain, and her interest in animals. Vanayssa