Lucy,
I loved your post. And I especially agree about what you said of the different types of confirmation.
These are all interesting posts. I have a long one to share, which may be more along the lines of what Bets was originally pointing toward. A lot of my experiences that I learned the most from are also in my normal life, not just "out there" experiences. And, too, most of mine seem to have the personal kind of confirmation.
Bets,
Yes, I thought you meant for us to share what we learned of an internal shift of our knowledge. But if you mean for us to express specific experiences in our life, I have several, which I'm sure most of us do. I guess I don't have the typical ones that bring a lot of folks here looking for solace or answers. For instance, when my dad passed away this year in January, I haven't been sad in the typical way most people are, haven't been questioning my beliefs, faith, or suddenly thinking about what happens after we die. But that's because I've had a lifetime of experiences preparing me in a way. For those of you who are familiar with my history of experiences, you can see why I'm able to take my dad's death "ok". I mean, I of course miss my dad, but as far as afterlife beliefs go, I'm completely fine with his passing. I've also had a few visits with him since his death, so that of course is just icing on the cake.
I guess my biggest experience that made me ok in my beliefs, faith, and quest for knowledge has been the many times I've had direct experience with what I'd call answered prayer. I'm not religious but have grown up with using God as my word for what I believe as a higher power, but not in the traditional religious way. What I mean is, I too still get hung up on wondering what our higher self is, how it connects to me, to others, how we are all connected, what came first, the chicken or the egg. Then you throw in Bruce's Disk stuff and I'm even more confused. His disks make sense to me, but that's HIS experience, not mine. So the best I can do for myself is to take other people's experiences and analogies and make sense of them in my own way, and kind of adopt my own ideas and concepts. Does everyone else sort of do that too?
But back to what I call answered prayer...I've had plenty of experiences of being faced with something huge, praying to God, and then having a direct experience that can only be described as an answer to that prayer. Even my ex-hubby, who the only thing he can believe in is that the lights will come on when he flips the switch, was pretty dumbfounded many times in our years together over the things he witnessed. But he fought constantly to deny that God, angels, afterlife, spirit, soul, and even consciousness could possibly exist.
One of the more personal things I can share about this topic, is that when I am in that frame of mind to really pray hard, I mean when something has hit me so emotionally devastatingly hard that the only thing left to do is to pray for guidance, it's a feeling inside me of strength that can only be described as a sort of pulling together every cell of my consciousness and focus it on that one thought. The power of that kind of determined concentration is, to me, what makes for some pretty amazing experiences. Relating it to what Bruce teaches, this to me is what he means by Placing Intent and Pure Doubtless Intent. For me though, it takes quite a bit of emotion, and that's something I want to learn not to rely on. Bruce teaches this kind of determined concentration (minus the emotional desperation) and it's an area I really try to work on in ways that don't have me feeling such a personal/emotional connection to or desperate need for. I think it gets to the point where desperation doesn't work anymore, and actually blocks you from getting what you want.
One of the personal areas I'm working on growing in, is to learn to let go of my fears in such a way that that kind of emotional helpless feeling isn't something I have to hold onto anymore. It's not something I need to rely on as the only way to make "magic" happen. Basically, my experiences seem to be wanting to teach me to learn to let go of fear, become confident, worry-free, and be able to not hold myself an emotional prisoner over things that I can't control. It's also one of the reasons I so dislike that I'm still stuck in the stage of having mostly very personal psychic and spiritual experiences. I want to be able to work outside myself, help others, and not be so afraid of ...well, I'm not really sure what I'm afraid of. I'm not afraid of death, but I'm afraid of not having all the things I want to have in this life. I don't want to die before I'm ready to die, know what I mean? Anyone who knows me knows I absolutely HATE surprises. One of the downsides of being psychic and knowing what's going to happen, is that you expect it so much that when things "appear" to not be working out, it's easy to freak out, become so frustrated thinking "Oh my God, this isn't possible. I was told what was going to happen, so how come everything is screwed up right now??" And I always feel responsible, like there's something I'm either supposed to do or something I didn't do right, and now I've messed it all up. Well, I think this is what they call "faith" and what that's all about. Sometimes we just need to trust what we know and believe even if it doesn't appear to be the way we think it should be. Usually, everything works itself out eventually. But for me to have the patience and grace to not worry about things? Forget it, I haven't come that far yet.
One of my most important answered prayer experiences is my story of Luis, the man who popped out of thin air before me to let me know he had come to answer my prayer. In the prayer, before surgery (1996) to remove a tumor from my lungs, I said, "God, I don't want to die yet. There's so much I want to do and have in life. There's so much I want to experience. I know there are so many people to meet and things to learn. I want to raise my son, and I want to have a daughter one day. I want all of that. If it's in your plan for me to die, then I accept it with open arms, but if I have any say in the matter then I want to live! Please just tell me if I'm going to die or not. I just don't want death to be a surprise."
I wasn't afraid of having sugery, wasn't even afraid of death or what comes after this life, but was only afraid of being taken away from my life before I was ready. I'm pretty feisty when it comes to getting what I want, and I knew how badly I wanted to finish my life and do all the things I planned to do. But I wasn't really expecting a real answer to my prayer.
Luis walked into my room with family members there several times, talked to me, said a prayer with me, comforted me, and let me know the surgery would be fine and that I had nothing to worry about. We all just assumed he was a hospital worker and it was his job to comfort patients. After a few talks I told him that I didn't want to die, and he said that I wasn't going to die. At that point I had no idea he was actually there just to answer my prayer but thought he was just being kind.
It wasn't until a few days after my surgery, when one night I awoke and thought of him, and saw him appear before me. I was so shocked I said, "It's you! You're here!" And he said, "I'm always here for you Vicky." He went on to tell me that it was his job to come here to answer my prayer about wanting to know if I was going to die or not. That was his job. That's why he was here.
That moment was the most profound ever. When he said that, I remembered my prayer before my surgery, and knew that I had said it in my head, that no one knew I had said it or what I'd worried about. So how could he know it?
Have I ever been able to see him again? No. I have tried. I've directed thoughts to him, asked him to come again, asked to hear or experience him again in some way. I have no idea who or what he is, where he came from. God knows I wish I had had the presence of mind to have asked him a billion questions, but at the time he appeared to me out of thin air, I was too much in shock and amazement, and the overwhelming feeling of love, kindness, and peace I felt in his presense completely dispelled any fear, pain, or doubt in my mind. Thinking about the seemingly "important" questions that I have in life meant nothing at that moment. Ironically, my big fear of dying and having to leave my life was also completely dispelled. The comfort and love that I was feeling in his presence was so incredibly wonderful that if I did die then, or was told it was my time to go...well, that would have been perfectly ok!
The best way I can maybe come a little bit close to describing those feelings of pure love and comfort would maybe be an experience like you get for a few seconds when you look into the eyes of someone you're completely in love with and he's looking back into your eyes the same way, and you're heart jumps out of your chest, and there's that unspoken language going on between you. It can be sexual or it doesn't have to be. It's just a brief feeling of the most amazing feeling you can ever feel. So it was like that, but maybe times a million.
So just because I've had such amazing experiences doesn't make me an expert, and it doesn't make me a different person. I'm still begging the question, "If I can have an experience like that once, why the heck can't I have it again and again and again?? I just want to feel and know that kind of love and guidance is out there and experience it over and over. Why are we left to spend our whole lives knowing what we are all longing for, but knowing we can't have it until we die??"
So you see, I'm not scared at all about dying or what's out there. I just hate feeling so gosh-darn lonely in this life. Once you experience that kind of Love, and then don't get to experience it, you are left feeling the aftermath of having it "not there". You are left with only having the knowledge and memory of it, but not actually FEELING it. It's the same feeling of loneliness as when someone you love isn't expressing that energy. Even if he says "of course I love you, I always will", it's not the same thing as actually FEELING the energy of his conscious expression of it. Words do not suffice. That's what amazed me about Luis' presense that night in the hospital room. That he could "turn on" that energy, direct and focus it toward me, and so completely impress and engulf me with it that it completely overtook me in such a way that I'd have been perfectly fine with dying at that moment just so I could have that feeling again and again and again.
Of all the afterlife experiences I've had, this one was the most profound and personal. It also happened long before I became more skilled and knowledgeable about a lot of afterlife beliefs.
Vicky