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Ginny
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Hi everyone,
Once I arrived in the 3D blackness I sent out the intent for a Helper to appear in order to help in a retrieval wherever needed. I waited...and then sent out word again. No one appeared (or I was just not picking up on anyone) so I broadcasted, with emphasis on each word, the same message, thinking that mental shouting would do the trick (lol!). When it still seemed to me that I was 'Helperless', I decided that perhaps I'd go it alone and see what was up.
I brought to mind F23 and how it usually housed people in isolated pockets, and I then re-experienced a general feeling I've always experienced while there, and I was then experiencing a sensation of movement. I was in blackness, sweeping by areas that seemed to be dimly lighted. I then realized I was in an upright position but moving sideways for some reason.
When I could feel I was in F23 and as I sort of started scanning the blackness for anyone that needed help, I was instantly aware of someone crying, below and over to my left. I looked down and saw a woman standing, bent forward slightly, crying--or more like sobbing. The area around her seemed to be made up of patches of fog, some more dense than others, and I knew this fogginess was my interpretation of what was actually a very real 'reality', to her.
Her continued crying made me go into action, by quickly moving down and then carefully making my way behind her, stopping to her left. I asked, almost whispering so not to freak her out, what was wrong, could I help her?...and she reacted by turning and facing me with eyes wide with fear. We were both startled for a moment but I recovered by telling her everything was all right and asking again if there was anything I could do. While this was happening a part of me was open and alert to any information from a Helper and I could feel I was on my own for some reason. The woman stared at me for a moment and then turned away, sliding back into her state of sorrow, radiating a lot of fear.
It then came to me that the KGB was coming for her. In wanting to make sure I was understanding correctly I asked, KGB? She answered quickly, with emphasis, "No--a group within the KGB." I then understood from her that they had killed her husband and she was next. While hurriedly trying to think of something to do I reassured her I was not a part of that organization and she could trust me. I asked if she had witnessed his killing and she said no, he had just disappeared some time ago and she knew he was dead.
I focused in on the sparse room she was in, noting a small window behind us, and then decided I'd tell her I could take her away...that she had nothing to fear anymore. I moved closer to her, picking up on the feeling that she now knew we could leave, and I took her arm and started moving up and away, intent on escorting her to either F27 or wherever it was best for her to be...and something interesting happened. I got as far as say perhaps twenty or thirty feet, zooming at a good clip up and away from her room, and she angrily informed me that it was impossible for her to leave. I then realized she hadn't even been by my side but was still standing in her room, looking up at me as if I were nuts. And like a rubber band stretched to its limit, her rebuke seemed to snap me right back to where we had been standing before I tried my flying feat.
In quickly trying to figure out what to do next I was then aware that we had not been in a typical room of a house, but rather a jail or prison cell. The area she had been facing while crying was made up of vertical iron bars and I then knew that the remaining three walls were made of cement blocks. While I was taking this all in she reiterated that no one left this place... and in a flash I knew how to help her (and wondered if Helpers were purposely hanging around, tossing me ideas, playing armchair quarterbacks or something). I apologized to her, explaining that I had neglected to inform her that all of the prison personnel were gone. No one was in charge and inmates were just leaving. She stared at me and I could feel she wasn't sure whether to give in to her fear or take a chance on believing what I was saying. I then stepped to the wall-to-ceiling iron bars and opened the section that was an actual door, and moved into a semi-dark, short hallway. She was right behind me. The hallway seemed to be at the end of and join two, long paralleling corridors of prison cells. As we began moving down one of these long rows the woman seemed to be astonished that all her fellow inmates were gone. And within a minute or two she and I were moving in blackness, finally away from F23.
My idea was to take her to Focus 27 unless something else came our way, and it did. Out of the blackness a large, white ball appeared and was instantly in front of us. I was suddenly receiving more information about the woman, especially that she was Jewish. As I speculated whether the white sphere, which undoubtedly held a great deal of quiet, intense energy, had something to do with her religion, I watched as she just seemed to merge with it. She seemed to be transfixed, at peace...and she disappeared into its whiteness. The sphere then moved off and away and I remained for a moment, wondering what that had been all about. I asked to no one in particular in the surrounding blackness if she had entered a Jewish world within the BST and got a strong no, noticing a woman--I guess a Helper--off to my left, shaking her head. I was told what she had entered and where she now was had everything to do with her religious beliefs, but it had nothing to do with the Belief System Territories. Hmmm.
Thanks for reading and much love,
Ginny
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