Was there a retrieval posted here? Where is it? Very interested...     b

Friends-

Yes, there was a post which seems to have been lost. I have no idea how. I did not edit or delete...

Anyhow---

I had headed off to explore my favorite areas beyond (way beyond) Focus 27, in Monroe speak, but was instead guided to southeast Asia. I found myself dressed in a saffron and  burgundy colored robe addressing a group of people in a devastated area filled with debris and pools of water, and the stench of death was pervasive. It just now occurs to me I could smell "there" and that I felt hungry, too...

Anyhow, I was on a rise and speaking to the group of people about going to the relief center in the next town, at the Buddhist temple and we began to walk slowly, slowly through the jungle. The whole vibration of the surrounding greens and browns changed, seemed to be lighted with teeny little lights and glowing. We emerged into a flat open area filled with tents and other groups of people all moving toward the central area. I realized at some time that this was the great flat grassy area in front of the Reception Center on 27 and that we were no longer moving slowly. Groups met people they knew, relatives and friends, children withtheir lost parents and grandparents, husbands met wives......

A being, which I presume was my Guide, spoke to me about how deep and profound our spiritual legacy and power is, saying that it is us, you and me, that will perform even greater miracles of transformation and love and forgiveness. "This and more shall you, too, do."

Well, the original (done shortly after the event of retrieval) was better..... This is why I take notes and review my recording from the session as I emerge, and add to the notes from recreating the session immediately after it is complete, while my memeory of the events is still good. But the recording is deleted, and the written notes are no the same...... Sorry.

Thomas

Thanks, B.

I hold this work as a service to our collective Greater Self, the "Me-There" or "we-There" that Bob Monroe talked about, as well as Bruce. There are days when I do several such retrievals, particularly when there are mass casualties. I work in the ER at a major trauma center near Atlanta, and am used to dealing with the physical aftermath of disaster. And, indeed, part of what we do is the see the retrievee in his or her own individual perfection, whole and complete and healed, as well as the injured and compromised.

But for me this work is a path to a destination, and that destination is....me, just as your path leads to (yes, you guessed) you. I mean to our Higher/Highest Self, the "Spirit of God" which is within us (like Jesus reportedly said). It is is every one of us, not just some of us, and it is this same thing that draws me to these "stuck" souls out there. I am, I guess, drawn to our commonality, perhaps even to those who are part of my "Me-There" monad/oversoul group, or whatever terms you use for your greatest self. More than just that, that Greatest Self that you are, I am as well. There is just one of us here, and we are it. All one of us, my guide sometimes says.

At Guidelines I asked to "see" my guide face to face. First "they" showed me an image of a Dragonfly, and I love dragonflies. I said, "That's nice, but please try again." They showed me an image of an Eagle, and I really love them, too. But I said again, "Please try again." And then He/She/It/They held up a mirror. Of course-- who else can your inner guidance be? Call it spirit, God, Light, Jesus, Inner Guide, or whatever.

Interestingly, much as I find that commonality over here in C-1. I find it also over three in the other realms. As there is just One of us here, there is just One of us there. There is just One of us, God's "only begotten Son" so to speak. And Jesus went on to say to them: "What I am, you are. What I can do, you can do. This, and more, shall you do, for have I not told you all that you are Gods?" This is how I heard that message from my own Higher Self: that all of us will walk the walk and talk the talk, now or later. But we will, I think, and that is the only way off this merry-go-round of earthly incarnations.

And that has been the goal and the subject of my other explorations beyond 27, beyond that advanced belief system territory of Focus 27 in Monroe speak. It is geared to feeding this physical system again and again, and I have other interests beyond this merry-go-round.

Just the rantings of a still-functioning intellect....pardon the sermon, those of you who are thinned-skinned and biblically based.

Anyhow-- please join me in Myanmar, and now China, and assist in setting up the pathways for them to follow through the ethers to the fields beyond right and wrong.

Thomas

Friends-

Yesterday I found myself involved in a retrieval, and I am posting it here because it was associated with the cyclone in Myanmar. This tragedy was some time ago, but there are still many still remaining energies there.

I was met by an older Asian man in a coolie bamboo hat and light white pajama-like clothing. He looked at me and I knew the whole story. He had left his body in the cyclone when he and his grandchildren had been overwhelmed by rising water, unable to swim adequately. He had held the children as long as he could before they were all swept away and drowned. He and the children were fully transitioned, but his daughter was not.

We drifted down to the areas where such beings are found, and he led us to a beach, a point of rocks jutting in to a bay bathed in bright sunlight. A woman sat on her haunches, looking out to sea. She was crying and did not notice me as I approached and sat near her. Her sobs were gut-wrenching. She finally noticed me sitting to her right when her sobs became a bit quieter.

"Who are you? Have you seen two children and an old man around here?" she asked quickly. She was speaking an Asian dialect, and I answered in the same sounds. I told here that indeed I had, and that they, too were looking for her. "This spot was where we used to come and eat and watch the ocean, and I thought I might find them here," she said hopefully.

I knew that she had to leave that spot, which had been crystalized into a thought form and was like the last dry land around. I told here I would take her to where I had seen them, and she immediately and without hesitation rose and walked to me. I took her hand and we turned to walk up the beach towards the trees. Just as we started she saw the old man and the children standing at the edge of the trees. She dropped my hand and ran to them, embracing them and crying in relief. ANd the old man waved to me, and they turned and walked in to the trees.

I knew that we had somehow traveled to The Park and the Healing Center, which I knew was just over there, through the trees.

I try to do a retrieval every time I count my self up to "Level" in Silva Mind Control speak, or to Focus 27 or 33 or 49 or whatever in Monroe Speak. There is a LOT more beyond 27, and it is out there my interests lie. I am not interested in coming back on this merry-go-round called the Earth Time-Space Illusion. I am more interested in other opportunities, and in moving on......

But because I pass through the territoroes each time I go out there, I try to stop and see who needs a hand, and most times there is someone waiting, like at the bus stop, for assistance.

Love and Light,

Thomas