Here is my retrieval experience from the workshop in Fort Collins, Colorado a couple weeks ago!
April 24, 2016
The moment I closed my eyes I saw I was underground in a dugout room. I think food was kept down here to keep it cool. I was facing some kind of manmade shaft where things could get lowered down. It looked somewhat like a chimney only wider. It was made from stone I think. I could see light coming down the shaft.
I clicked out. When I came back I brought that room back to mind but didn’t feel as strongly there. We were supposed to be meeting our Helper. A tunnel appeared so I imagined going through it. I came to another room where I was outside and holding a door open. I saw people walk out the door one by one and I wondered if one of them would be my helper, but no one looked at me. The last one was a puppy, which surprised me, and I instinctively knelt down to see him. He jumped up at me to sniff my face. Since he was the only one who interacted with me I said, “You’re my guide”. I was choosing him. I clicked out again.
The puppy was leading me through an ancient city where the roads and houses were made of dried mud. I saw a young woman who I knew was supposed to be the person I was to retrieve. She was wearing a simple dress that was yellow and white with a red apron type of drape over the front. She had light brown skin and short dark curly hair. She was maybe around 20.
I got the name Megella. Then “Budapest” popped into my mind. When Bruce asked us to ask to be shown what their currency looks like, I got that she doesn’t have money and has never seen any because people at her level are too poor to have it. In exchange for the work she does she is given a place to live and food to eat.
As we are led through the city I can see colorful decorations and pottery everywhere, very pretty, blues and whites, painted pottery. I see something made from beads in these colors.
During when Bruce directed us to be shown, told, or given something to prove the experience is real I instantly find that I’m in an eating area. There are long tables. The floor is wet and then I see there’s a lot of water covering it. Something on the floor catches my attention, a small object. I bend down to pick it up with my right hand, and when I pull my hand out of the water and open it, there’s a small plastic object. I don’t know what it is supposed to be but I know the thing is broken. It’s long and springy, like a coil, but I know that the end is supposed to be attached to the part that’s in my hand. I have no idea what it is or what it’s supposed to mean. I am holding onto it and bouncing it in and out of my hand and watch how springy it is. The feeling I pick up about it is that it’s supposed to be connected, not pulled out like a spiral or coil, and as I played with it I thought to myself that I definitely didn’t feel like I was making this up because it surprised me so much. I felt like I was as surprised about it as I would have been in physical reality, not knowing what this weird thing was.
I click out again. Next I’m in a tavern. It’s considered a very high class place that only select classes of people are allowed to walk into. I feel like this is in Turkey. There are decorative drapes of mostly yellows and red covering the doorway. I see a young man who was considered wait staff coming to check on his customers. It’s a very distinctive place, very “high end” for the times. The girl was brought here as a reward for her service, a treat.
When it was time to go with the helper, we are suddenly outside, just having left the tavern. I am behind the girl and the puppy. I can see her to the left, the puppy on her right. There is a really huge parasol between them made of pretty pink and white lace, sort of just floating above them. The parasol is leading the way to Focus 27.
That’s all I remember.
After the workshop I told Bruce my experience and told him I definitely felt like I had clicked out or had fallen in and out of sleep. He said that when that happens it’s like chunks are missing from the story, like if you were watching TV and someone was trying to talk to you. Each time you turn away from the TV and then turn back, you miss a little part of the show but that usually you get enough that you can guess what took place in between.
So he walked me through how to tell the story of what happened during the retrieval just from the bits I picked up on.
With the case of my retrieval he supposed the young woman died either in the tavern or just after she left because I knew her to be alive in the tavern, but as they left the tavern she was being lead to Focus 27. The tavern was the last place that she was alive. He said she could have been involved in some illegal activity as an innocent bystander, or she could have fallen, some kind of accident…something happened to her there. Maybe it had to do with the water I had seen in the dining area.
It really made sense to me when he walked me through it, and it made me feel a lot better about believing my retrieval was actually real.
As for the plastic springy broken coil thingy….well, I can’t say for certain this is what it is because it's not typical for retrievals…but later that night I did see something that reminded me exactly of that thing. My blood sugar had gotten really low later that night and luckily I was talking to Bruce at the time because I was too low to go get my own glucose tablets but Bruce had some on him. He quickly gave me the vial and said to take as many as I needed, and when I pulled the cap off and held it in my hand it was the thing I had found in my retrieval. It instantly clicked in my mind that it was the same thing. I know it sounds weird, but what can I say? It was the plastic coil thing but this obviously was not broken. The design of the cap acts like a springy coil to protect the tablets from getting broken. My own glucose container doesn’t have a cap like that. I’d never seen one like this before.
That's not a typical way to get some kind of verification that a retrieval is real, but I'm not surprised. My experiences are always a bit unconventional.