My Uncle Joe’s body was dropped last Friday.  He was a modern day saint although he seemed aloof, alone, and separate he was indeed truly a family man.  He died the most natural death a man could.  When he realized that time was short, he stopped eating and he drank little water.  He quietly withered to 60 lbs.  Then he stopped drinking water.  His breath became labored, but his eyes were bright and alert. 

    We put earphones on him and he heard Robert Moore’s invocation to the next step.  Slowly and painlessly Uncle Joe went .
     He kept a poem next to his bedside in his modest bedroom.   I would like everyone to read this.

Build thee more stately mansions O my soul
As the swift seasons roll
Leave thy low vaulted past
Let each new temple noble than the last
Shut thee from Heaven with a dome more vast
Till thou at length, are free
Leaving thine outgrown shell
By life unresting sea


Carlo

Hi all,

Saturday afternoon I got a short break and hit the couch to try a retrevial.  After going through my prep. process and focusing for an extended time on feeling love, I placed intent to help out and asked for a guide to come.  Just a quick note here, I seem to really feel the energy gathering exercises physically, like a tingling or body rush type of feeling.  Anyway, I felt a presence, more like an increase in the tingling and a high pitch sound, but didnt get anything for a couple minutes until suddenly I was floating over the ocean in what seemed like a warm climate, blue water. It was more like flashes than a moving picture.    

There was a woman treading water calmly below me, then in an instant I was next to her.  She seemed confused to see me, especially when I started talking.  I asked how she got here, and she said their boat went down and she had made it out.  I asked what she was doing now and she said waiting for the rescue boat to pick her up.  I told her I had a friend with a boat, and then a man in a small dingy type rowboat was in the water next to us.  The guy looked like a typical old salt, white hair and beard and even had a skipper hat with the blue brim on (go figure). When I thought of a rescue boat and the guide, I was thinking of a big bad powerboat and when I saw him in a little dinky dingy I almost laughed!

Anyway, he helped her into the boat and they started paddled off.  I was watching them when I thought to ask for something for verfication.  The first thing that came to mind was to ask the name of her boat, and I got Claris. I actually saw the transom of a sailboat with Claris painted on it. At that point I kind of clicked out instead of trying to catch up to them.  The whole process seemed to go very quickly, the exchanges of info were almost instantaneous, does anyone else experience it this way?

After I got up, I went to Google and typed in Claris Shipwreck.  One of the first hits was a dive shop in Australia that dives a wreck named Claris.  There is a picture of the wreck laying on the bottom, but no detail.  Just as a note it is not a sailboat.  I am going to follow up to try to get more info, but I about fell out of my chair when I actually saw the results from the Google search.

Doubt in my own ability to do retrevials is by far the biggest roadblock I have encountered.  The ironic thing is that I totally accept the experiences of others as valid, but when it comes to my own I often think I am just imagining everything. I think I understand more than ever what I have read in Bruce's books about needing to have my own experiences to help with doubt.  I really didnt grasp the importance of it initially, but obviously there is doubt that still needs to be chipped away. I really dont even know what it is, and I've tried the removing doubt exercise but I wont tell myself anything. lol! 

Regardless, the experiences I had at the workshop and since have helped me a great deal.  This one especially, as I actually got some verfication.  Thanks for reading, hopefully I didnt ramble! Love to all.

Dono

Hello,
Being rather new to performing retrievals, I wanted to post an experience I had the other morning and perhaps receive some feedback.

I set my intent to assist in a retrieval which could help me open up my perception in non-physical reality. After some preparatory visualization, I went with a guide (whom I could not see - just barely perceive) and felt some momentary sensations of movement. Then I got the impression of a name - Emily, a little girl about 7 playing in the rocks next to a railroad track. She had light brown hair and an old fashioned yellow dress on. I asked her if her mom had made her doll and she said yes. Then I told her that I have a daughter who is 7 and loves to play with dolls too. She didn't seem particularly interested in me! lol! I asked about brothers and sisters and I got that she has a brother who is older than her. When I asked about the year I got confusion - like she probably didn't know. The town seemed to be Hobson or Hobarton Kansas - something like that. At a point I introduced her to my friend (helper) and before long they were leaving so I followed. We were now in a nice open area like a really nice school playground. I sensed that there were some adults there (maybe) but it was filled with lots of really happy kids. Some of the girls began talking to Emily and I followed the helper to ask a few more questions.

I asked what had happened and I got that it was during the depression, 1932, and something had happened to Emilies parents so she and her brother were being separated and taken somewhere. I think that in her determination to stay with her brother, she might have jumped or fell off the moving train and hit something near the tracks - a post that killed her instantly. It seemed like she had just been waiting there beside the tracks ever since.

In posting this I am, in a sense, honoring the validity of the experience for me. It would be very easy to dismiss this as simply a strange wandering of my mind. I can see the value in being able to verify some element which I could hold up and say this is real. I looked up towns in Kansas but none of them were very close to the impression I got (Hugoton, Hudson, Horton). I know that everyone talks about this - but, I too am working on trusting that my 'impressions' are as valid as how actually 'seeing' things feels.

I did go on and ask the helper for some insight into some health concerns that I have and I got some insight which I have taken action on - even though it was a little bit hard to do. I am trying to honor the impressions that I am being gifted with as a way to encourage their continuation and strengthening.

Thanks for listening,
Rob

Ginny;
That statement from your last post:
I could still see and feel a group of individuals I had apparently been with...who were intently focused in on me. That feeling of being loved was so powerful, Romain, that all I wanted to do was dive back into sleep and be there, in it, forever! And I tried!!!---:

After reading on this board your excursions and building you house F27. I did build my house, also, it's not perfect yet, but it's there..lol.
I could see or sense i should say, individuals there, at least 3 of them, but can't communicate as of yet with them but they are focusing on me, I get good vibes from them...and still wonder who they are..? Disk members I guest.!!

You've tried re-experiencing the feeling, and what happened? Thank Gin.
with love
Romain

I have not read of this elsewhere and I didn't tell Bruce, but partway through Saturday when we were doing the energy gathering exercises, I was led to a new exercise.

Rather than visualize the energy coming in through my feet or head and energizing me, I visualized the energy erupting (it was a strong visualization) up through the middle of the room, then spilling back down around all of us, filling us all with love and energy. I visualized it coming from above as well - no conflicts in the non-physical world with particle flow! But mostly I visualized it charging up through the middle of the floor and churning back down around all of us. I didn't decide to do this, it decided to happen and it seemed the right thing to do.

This may be a useful exercise for people to consider during future workshops. There seems to be a limitless supply of energy, why not tap it for everyone...

Joe Meboe

I leaned back in the chaise longue and waited. Within a few seconds I felt movement and we were in a huge, whitish tunnel swirling counter clockwise. I said to Om, who was still to my immediate right, "Are we suppose to be in a tunnel?" I got back a yes and watched as it seemed to bend slightly to the right, portions of its rounded walls appearing tranparent.  It seemed flexible, gently curving through what I guess was just immense blackness. I saw a brighter area approaching and could then feel we had arrived somewhere as the tunnel disappeared and the sensation of movement stopped.

We were then in what at first felt like a flat blackness but I began detecting a 'substance' to it. There wasn't a three dimensional look or feel to it, but it held a density that I find even now difficult to describe.

Before I could wonder more I was suddenly looking at a transparent sphere or large bubble, and from its center a thick bundle of countless lines or rods made up of what appeared to be light sprang forth, expanding outward to the its surface. These rods of light then seemed to disappear as the sphere returned to being transparent. My interpreter started going nuts and I was processing the data as fast as I could: okay, this is some kind of creature in another world ocean somewhere?---it feels as if I'm in something like water and am floating, next to this sphere? I let the image go asking for better understanding...felt a slight pause and then had the same image and incoming feelings.

I was then aware that I too seemed to be a sphere (I saw around me what looked like a ball of transparent film) and that I was starting to enter in to the other sphere's reality by moving over to the left, as it did, intent on something it was doing. I felt for Om--he was still present but not much help (lately these guys seldom tell me anything, they prefer me figuring things out through popping into and out of experiences!). I focused in on the sphere again, wondering what it was doing and got that it was in the process of creating something. It was busy, intent, focused on something I couldn't perceive...and I had the impression it was either unaware of me or not interested in my presence. I sensed movement. I was somehow involved for a moment in feeling a vigorous action or movement of some kind that the sphere was generating. It felt as if my bubble was then merged with its bubble and for a few seconds I was busy right along with it, assisting in creating something I could neither 'see' or understand in any way. I let the image go again, asking for better undertsanding (kinda sent out a begging to understand better.....lol).  Received the same image but I then got or could feel there was something over in the area the sphere was busy  with, but I still had no clue what it was: just a black area that felt as if it had mass but I really have no idea if that was correct. It was frustrating because I could feel that something was there in the funny blackness, something  with substance (it had a smooth property to it opposed to the rest of the blackness) but I remained utterly mystified.

It then ceased it's work and floated a bit of a distance away and stopped. I moved with it and decided to try to communicate by sending PUL.  As I brought the feeling of love, respect and loving acceptance to me and saw/felt it then go to the sphere I watched as a pink area spread out along its' surface and I think then be absorbed into it (I don't think of the color 'pink', or any color for that matter, when I expand my awareness with love energy--so this was interesting).  And I immediately got back quite a joyous, loving reply as I was momentarily engulfed in a ball of pink stuff too, a spontaneous, excited rote that said, in essence (my wording), "Hello and I am in complete agreement when it comes to this energy and here's some back at ya!".  And while I was experiencing its message it then seemed to turn its attention away, back to whatever it had been doing.

I watched as what appeared to be long, thing cords, each sporting a bulbous end, reached out into the blackness in the opposite direction from where Om and I were. I was starting to wonder if I was witnessing some kind of other planet jellyfish when I felt Om laugh and say no. I asked if the sphere was searching for food and Om again indicated no, saying that it was searching...but it did not need to find sustenance or energy in any form to remain alive. This got my attention. He communicated that we were not on another planet, this was not a 'creature' from another dimension ('creature' meaning other wordly, unknown animal species), and we were not immersed in anything resembling water. A state of confusion started clouding my perception a little. Feeling a bit defensive I reminded Om that we were suppose to be either visiting places of consciousness beyond the ELS that fellow disk members had either experienced and/or were experiencing, and of course he gave me a look that suggested he was in complete agreement with that. A funny feeling hit me and I looked back at the sphere and asked, "This is a disk member?" I sensed Om smiling, his eyes twinkling at my confusion.

The sphere began moving slowly away and Om stated, "He's (he/she/it) unaware of himself. He's unaware of who or what he is". I stared at Om, asking what he was talking about. "He's unaware because he has no concept that he should be aware." I thought about this and said, "He doesn't possess the kind of awareness of self  that, say, humans have?" He said that was correct and lovingly watched as the sphere continued to move off into the blackness. I didn't completely understand what Om was getting at but I had the feeling that the sphere was operating at a high level of creativity, curiosity...and that it wasn't thinking out the 'why' of its searchings (???).

It wasn't too long before I felt the need to return to C1 and I thanked Om for, once again, more questions than answers. Once back and when I finally sat up and looked at the clock I realized I'd been gone for over an hour. And then, as is quite often the case, information started flooding into my mind and I wondered about the sphere and what it really was: something about its features, what I witnessed it doing, felt familiar.

Thanks for listening and much love,

Ginny

My grandmother is 85 and has been seeing ghosts off and on for many years.  These ghosts have always been the same until recently.  The other night she was awakened by someone grabbing her shoulders and shaking her awake.  She said it was a woman and that as the woman was walking away she looked over her shoulder and looked angry, like my grandma wasn't who she was looking for.  Then last night she was awakened by her late husband shaking her feet.  She said he told her he loved her and she called out his name.  Then he squatted down and she tried to touch him and then he was gone.  She has never seen him before in this way.  She has seen her sister, who has passed and also little girls and a young woman.Since I don't know alot about this subject but I do believe in ghosts, angels, and spirit guides, what I want to know is, does this mean she is coming close to passing herself.  If so, I'm just real happy to know that my grandpa is waiting for her.  Anything you folks can tell me would be greatly appreciated.

Thank you,  Tracey