Friends-

Try this.

I went this morning specifically to help out in China with the earthquake, as after four days there are many more about who need some assistance.

So I went out to 27 [Monroe-speak for The Park, where there is a Reception Center and Healing Center] and requested help, specifically for the occasion. I asked for a bus.

I "drove" it "down" [I will dispense with the quotes, but please know it was not down, nor was I driving in the left brained sense] with a teenaged Asian giral sitting in the frist seat grinning silently. She had a yellow scarf tied around her neck, and a white blouse and jacket, and looking down at my hands and arms I could see I had a matching outfit. We drove into a wreck of houses and buildings. It was like looking at one of those cards that changes images as you tilt it back and forth--- I could see an image of the undamaged buildings and in the next moment the heap of concrete and bricks and dust (everywhere dust). We pulled up to a corner where a group of people had gathered. My helper stood up and began to speak through a loudspeaker.

"We will take you to resettlement centers where there is nourishment and help." I was intrigued by the choice of words, and realized she was speaking Mandarin, and that I was understanding it.

We simply filled the bus. All manner of people climbed the steps: Old wrinkled women, many, many children. And when it was full (which was a lot more than I thought I might hold) we truned around and drove it back to The Park. We let them out at the Reception Center.

And then we made another run but that was all I could manage from the C-1 (3D reality) perspective. I have a sense as I sit here this morning that I continued to drive the bus all night as my body slept.

I find I am doing many more such multiple retrievals, though I still do singles from time to time. And I always check a certain area of "Focus 23" (rather like a bus stop now that I think of it) to see if there is anyone there waiting to go as I pass by. Often there is, more often there is not. Over all I think these beings are sent or led there, and that they are part of my "I-There" which All One Of Us is reassembling, like the Mothership calling her probes home.

Anyhow, why not try a group grab like this? Or make up something else, but there is great need, and the Veil is getting very thin. Like Bruce said, pretend. Fake it 'til you make it. You would be surprised if you would only try....when the student is ready (I think, actually, more when the ego permits...).


Great Love and Light,

Thomas

Hi,
I've tried it. Tuning in from F27 with a helper I was in a scene where I could see debris of one or more buildings. I noticed I was in green army clothing. There were people in front of the debris. We got their attention. I communicated them to come with us, but that wasn't what they were interested in, they wanted us to go to the debris and help to get out the people buried under it. I felt that wasn't my job in the moment, so I told them that "there" (pointing at) are specialists coming who would take care of those buried. Now some of the citizens were willing to go to another place. Some couldn't walk, and I and the other helpers had to "materialize" some simple vehicles to transport the injured. We then walked on a path. This was a tricky thing, as I had in mind that this was their place, which they know, and it was needed to draw their attention away off this, their familiar place, so I imagined this path to be a newly constructed one in a formerly wayless area, so that they could accept that they were on a way to something different than the place of the desaster. Along the way were (or I imaginated it into being) little stations, tents, for food and water, and to quickly help provisorily the wounded. So we went on, and I tried to imprint the impression to the retrievees of being on the march for quite a long while, so that they could believe that they now would reach a hospital. We then came from the narrow path we had walked to an open lawn with a white building in some distance, and I signaled to them that this is our destination. Some headed onto the lawn, were welcomed by helpers and disappeared. I thought I should try to draw the attention of the others away from that disappearing, as I felt some kind of anxiously/shocked rumouring, so I imagined an "attention-tunnel" to this building for the croud, so that they would not see the disappearing of those who had been headed on. When we were near the white hospital-building I felt my job was done and I phased out.

I don't know where this was located. I guess either China or Myanmar.

Spooky

Tough work Alysia!
I would like it, too, being sewed together again. 

Spooky

Hi,

After placing the intent to be of help in China, I sensed at least three Helpers around me as we then quickly came upon a scene of total destruction, at night (There was a strange vibration/feel to the area and I wondered later if that had anything to do with earthquakes in general). Large chunks of cement and crumpled building materials were everywhere, dust and steam rising slowly against a background of a single blue-white light, like the kind used in night searches.

As I looked around in the dark I stopped paying attention to the initial vibration I picked up on and noted a heavy silence, the kind you experience at night in more of a rural setting. As I scanned the area trying to locate anyone in need, a Helper approached on my right and pointed toward the far side of what looked like a patch of tilled dirt, a garden not yet planted. A young girl was there. I turned to thank the Helper and saw many Helpers/Retrievers coming in, touching down lightly to the ground to help.

I approached the area the Helper had indicated and saw a girl of about 6-7 years old, sitting in the soft dirt. I could feel that she wasn't upset, nor was she even confused really--a kind of stunned state of mind would describe it, shock. Becoming aware of me didn't seem unusual to her and before I could offer words of comfort she let it be known that she wanted her stuffed animal, a small bear. That was the only thing wrong with life at that moment--she didn't like being separated from her bear. I made a show of looking for and finding a small, stuffed teddy bear, complete with floppy red bow and lots of dirt, buried in the earth several feet away. Once it was in her arms she then became open to my suggestion that it was time to go, and a Helper was right there to lead her away from the area.

I was then aware of a repetative cha-ching noise and turned to see an elderly man walking his bicycle down a wide, dirt road lined with small businesses. The cha-ching felt familiar and I realized he had one of those old, finger operated bells on his handlebar, the kind a lot of bikes came with in my childhood. He was average height, thin and radiated a wonderful happiness. It was mid-day, the air dry, and he grinned at me as he continued ringing the bell, as if that was his only voice. Paying attention to me helped him then suddenly become aware of Helpers around us and they fell into a lively conversation...which was my signal that he was in good hands.

There was one more retrieval but I can't recall it right now. I'll go back later today to help out more. I'm getting that there are still bodies to be found--even some areas no one knows as of yet were destroyed.

Much love,

Ginny

Spooky,

You came up with some really creative ideas to help them out, especially the 'attention tunnel'. What was it about the tunnel that helped to divert their attention, or was it just that it suddenly being there grabbed their attention away from the others disappearing?

Great job. Think I'll return to China or Myanmar with a group retrieval in mind.

Much love,

Ginny

Hi Ginny,
when I had the feeling that the people behind me began to worry about what's going on, so that I became afraid they might run off in all directions, I looked straight ahead at this white building, focused on it, we might call that something like a tunnel view; then I imagined this concentration on the destination, the building, to be like a transparent tube extending from me to the building and backwards over the people behind me so that they would all turn their heads and focus on the building as I did, and this way holding the group together and no one would go astray from those oddities which were happening.
It is much like when you imagine you are with others on a walk, and you see something very special, so that you are very focused on it, and at the same time stretching out your arm, pointing at it and saying "look at this!", and the persons with you will all follow your direction of your focus/your arm, as if you had created a force-field which is moving the heads of the people.

Spooky

Alysia,

Yes, I've escorted many to F27, the Reception Center, and reported so in retrievals years ago--but not because I felt that was the best place for them. I leave it up to Helpers (who I feel are usually members of the retrievee's Oversoul or Disk). I use to escort or follow to see where folks ended up and why, in a BST world, F27. It was a good learning experience for me...I learned a great deal. Taught me when to keep my big mouth shut  for one thing. I tended to flap my gums too much during my first year of retrieving .

Hey I'm glad you mentioned the noise thing--it came to me: grief, sorrow, despair. I've encountered it before but it's been awhile. We've gotta go back, Alysia. I'll be gone for a couple of days but I'll do some more retrieving and report back here.

Love ya,

Gin

These reports are very inspiring--- thank you!

And Alysia, your reflections  in #11 really help give perspective on this R forum.
So--not to worry that many do not visit here? Just use it as needed?

We had friends travelling in China when this disaster happened. I suppose it shows that I am too bogged down in C1 matters, but instead of seeking them out ( a possible retrieval), I've been waiting to hear they're OK, which we found out yesterday.

I think I can drive a schoolbus 

Love, Bets