Bob posted about visiting with me and so I thought I'd share this story with any who want to read it. Bob's in my book. I'll be publishing soon. getting closer. wish me luck gang..its tough out there! much love. alysia

Months go by and soul tripping is slipped into memory and tapped now and again in quiet wonder.  RM kept popping up like a jack in the box out there in the astral hills and valleys. He said it was easy to find my signature. I thought I was a mysterious loner; was my cover blown? Obe: I was gliding along to where I don’t know; It’s easy to look like you got places to go and things to do out there when you’re only sleep gliding like some busted hologram. Someone called out nonchalantly. I surely didn’t have his signature although he had mine. He was leaning against a wall. I thought probably just another salesman with a commercial and why don’t they give it a break? I turned my head to listen to what he was saying but couldn’t discern the words. It’s hard being an astral traveler trying to read lips. He was in a really good mood. The expression on his face I still recall; as if he carried the golden chalice and would allow me a drink from it. Whatever he was saying was blowing my mind; I got too happy  where you cry and laugh at the same time overwhelmed in the place where you carry emotions and it becomes a shouting hurt. At any rate my astral body zipped into his arms at the speed of light and WHOMP! I almost knocked him over. The last image I saw was a big smile to be smashed into. I wondered what had happened to my reserved and graceful carriage? It’s not like the astral realm is a logical place.  I would express on the Afterlife forum that it was good to get a hug out there now and again, downplaying the magnitude of the changes going on within me and for want of descriptives. A number of responders would mention their own hugs  and we would remind each other this way that love was real, in dreams which affected reality. It was just hard to find, people who loved people for no reason, just because they knew your buzz or your tone. If you received  only one such experience in your whole life like this you could coast on it forever, remembering what it felt like. It felt like receiving something you’d been wanting your entire life.
   One day in C1 I get an email from somebody who I notice is friends with Linn, an intuitive forum member. She would be on the internet highway herself. RM was pushing her out there the same way he was going to push me. There were people who would find something helpful in my book, he said. We were  holding dreams of extended family here. Linn and I corresponded a bit about a strange guy who was working our minds to accept the unimagined.  RM said he thought he knew me from somewhere. Well now, I thought, that’s makes two of us. Writing a book was one thing, but advertising it? Wasn’t it cheeky to suggest you even knew what was going on here? It wasn’t long before I realized RM was the one surfing my dreams breaking my door down and I began telling him what had happened in those dreams. His dreams and mine had the same element; they came true.
   He was a lightworker just like GP. The shift was upon us and there were people asking for help. I met RM several more times in obe state. My mother had given me the idea I was unlovable. Funny how it sticks with you what someone said when you were two years old and you continued to believe it. I met RM in my mother’s house out there. My family gathered around him as he explained something. I left the room; I didn’t want to listen to what was being said about me. I got the idea RM was sticking up for me, but I’d never believed it was my family’s fault that I had these self esteem problems. I wandered into the hallway downcast; I had just tried to seduce a friend who was there for a visit. This was another pal who was going to show up in my life briefly to impart the profound message that I was not ascended yet. I did have a seductive part of me. I wanted to get rid of that part for good. RM beckoned from the hallway. I flew to his arms again like a moth to the flame.  I wanted to be like god because god was love.  I think god was found in holy relationships but hardly ever in a single individual. I believed this was the holy relationship I had never encountered which ACIM had mentioned.  We hugged and I felt my grief being released into him from the solar plexus into his solar plexus area. It wasn’t the root chakra which is the sexual creative area and so I was mistaken at first to believe this was astral sex. Yet even if it were male/female polarity exchange it was ok, it was the highest love I’d known, except for one other experience from years previous. He raised his shirt to show me something; within his solar plexus I saw his muscles grinding up all the pain of being an unlovable creature. When I reached to hug him again I expected to feel the grief again but it was gone. There was no more grief left to feel. It had disappeared magically. He leaned me back and set me on my feet. We grinned at each other. Now maybe I could create my reality a little better. What RM had done was something only god does for you. Or J. Enlightened beings lift you up. God answers prayer and lifts you up. RM was a human. I didn’t get it but I would later. We live off measures of love and starve the rest of the time until we learn how to create the stuff. The shift in consciousness is here and the way is through the heart. All other dramas we engage in pale by comparison when another loves you enough to steal your grief, chew it up and spit it out like it was so easy.  We are the family of mankind, but even more than what we think we are, only a little beneath the angels, loved just the same and cheered on for having accepted the challenge of becoming human and making our way back home, together, not alone.

Hi alysia I think you had a great  experience there,and i hope one day to have an obe myself. Me and deanna were made to feel we were unlovable by our mother to,and we grew up thinking exactly that and we still do,but we have both learned to accept love now when it is given to us,but whatever love we gain in our lives aylsia ,our divine spirit god definetly loves all of us and we will be loved in the spirit world.Love and god bless you juditha

What are you doing to us, alysia   ?!
You say   "... we are all existing within love on the other side, it seems to be one of the properties of the spirit dimension...like roaming around inside god's heart and waking up to say, wow, I'm alive and safe inside of love."   
.....   and all that other love stuff you've been saying. 
In response, I guess, I saw myself looking out a window at a strangely bandaged SUV with guys inside it wwaving guns cheerfully. Whee-ee, I thought, more of that.  (?).
Then I realized a man was looking out at that from over my shoulder. We recognized each other but I didn't get his name. He pushed an object toward me but I didn't know what it was. It looked like a comb with alot of teeth missing or a 3 pronged tuning fork. Eventually I got it out of him that I was to keep it embedded in my heart. When I became sad about love I was to strike the top edge of it and he would hear it. I would also hear it and it would connect us. We tested it and its vibration in my heart area at first makes me even sadder but then as the sound (like a light chime) fades, my sadness fades, replaced with much much happiness that we are still together and will be again.
So I thank you, dear Alysia, for releasing that thought in me.
bets

my pleasure Bets to spill more beans to willing ears. and yes we carry emotions of a lifetime in the gut feeling area..good to clean house regularly.

Bob is a great guy and theres a little more to the story..I hope I get it right. when Bob and i started emailing along this time, he said he was with a group in the astral area once. somebody from this group told him he was going to help me, or work with me out there. I think the group he spoke with would be core members of this forum as I'm not affiliated with any other forums or groups. I don't go to churches. it has to be this group is involved in many growth projects to help each other, its not just me. I know we all meet at night and discuss different things. I've heard some of the conversations going on when I just start waking up in the morn. all the conversations concern something we are discussing here.

also, if you've read Bruce's books, he saw himself in the astral or focus levels, he and Rebecca see a lot of sleepers out there, and they try to bring them into lucidity that they are out there too and just don't remember. I've done that too, delivering wake up calls to individuals. sometimes I make long speeches, sometimes I ask them to come to this board. and sometimes they actually do! I recognize them from somewhere I mean. so I'm saying we may see a lot of this occuring in the times ahead where we begin waking up to our more unlimited selves as the mind truly never sleeps.

much love and thanks for letting me bend your ear. alysia

For sure this is a good PE verification! And regarding the board, I often think about posts when I'm in bed for sleep, and do it like I would tell someone my opinion about an issue, and sometimes when I'm waking up from sleeping, I realized there was so much talking in a dream. Hmm, sorry if I talked too much to someone of you!

Spooky