Hello everyone,

I received word a week ago that someone I had known in the early eighties had passed away, and although we had not been in touch since that time a few old wounds briefly surfaced. I let them hang out for awhile, little reminders of my old 'victimhood'...being able after awhile to just shake my head and laugh them away. The thought of where he was now in the afterlife played at the edge and I decided to see if this signal would repeat itself for the next few days...and yep, I was nagged all week with feelings/thoughts that he perhaps needed help. His beliefs, at least back in the eighties, had been just one more thing that had created a wall in our friendship. Believing in any kind of afterlife was for sissys, as he was fond of saying. Logic dictated that we were a biological occurrence on this planet, and once the body died that was it: no consciousness whatsoever...finito. What use to anger him was my asking why he would become defensive, even downright hostile, about this subject. I felt he was in great fear, of his own beliefs in ultimately being extinguished upon death. Asking how he felt about such a belief usually ended the conversation...and so it was left at that when I last saw him.

So I went through preparations to charge up with energy and PUL, placed the intent for a Helper to journey with me, to simply go to wherever my friend was. I was trying not to assume anything but couldn't help but think that, if he was stuck in some fashion, it would be in F23. As the Helper and I were moving through the usual 3D blackness I cleared my mind, demanding that I not allow any ideas or presumptions on my part to influence anything.

We were then in a blackness that seemed to have weight to it...heaviness, ink black. I scanned the area directly in front of me wondering if my friend was nearby. I then, off to my right, heard/perceived/felt voices....and I immediately knew they belonged to people I would never invite over for dinner! These voices 'felt' sly, cunning, conniving. I still couldn't 'see' anything and in wondering if the voices had a connection with my friend I concentrated on perceiving his whereabouts, somehow. A part of me was wondering where I was: a BST?...an afterlife area new to me with strange bit-players? I then picked up on a human form sitting hunched over, arms over head. I couldn't tell if it was my friend but I got a sense it was...and since the Helper was indicating, with her decision to stay in the background, that I should proceed, I carefully approached the huddled form, wondering if seeing me again would be a shock to him. I said hello and waited...and then moved closer and softly called his name. I could then feel something from him but it was muddled...and so I told him it was me and I casually asked him what he was doing here. He looked up at me and I saw that face...and could then feel his personality a little. He didn't seem to know where he was, or why. I could feel the others there sort of gathering around us, staying just beyond our field of vision in the blackness. It felt as if they were hungry, waiting for him to open up in order to either then bring him into their world or what, I didn't know. The thought that they were interested in his awareness went through me. I ignored them...even feeling sorry for anyone that wrapped up in such self-centered behavior. I started telling him about F27, stressing upfront that it was nonreligious...with only one abiding law: no one could force their will on another. I offered some of the endless possibilities that he'd have at his fingertips and asked if he'd like to accompany me there. He seemed confused so I sent him PUL....and what a commotion it created all around us. I could feel the others scattering, communicating unintelligible, almost screechy words/thoughts...complaining I think. My friend stood, now aware of who I was for the first time. I told him I was sorry for how we had parted ways so many years ago, and that I would enjoy showing him this place I had described. He felt to be in a mild state of disassociation...briefly nodding at me but still finding it difficult to comprehend what, why, how, where, when. The Helper then stepped forward and began a friendly chat and two to three more Helpers appeared, surrounding him. Good.

It wasn't long before our group headed out and I could definitely feel the difference as we left that place. I briefly thought to myself that we were just helping my friend 'out of his own theatre'....and he looked at me as we were traveling along and asked what I meant by 'theatre'. He seemed to be waking up. I explained and he thought about this. We then arrived at the reception area in F27, gently touching down on a sidewalk lined with grass. I saw the center, about one hundred yards away, and as all of us were then walking towards the entrance I asked what had caused his death. He pointed to his chest, tapping the center of his chest area. I wondered if that meant something to do with a lung problem. I then received the information that he had been "out of it', unaware", when he died. I thought that perhaps that meant he had been on so much pain medication that it had caused his passing to be confusing for him. I then could feel that it was best to let the Helpers escort him into the center, knowing he was in the best of hands...and turned to the female Helper I had initially connected with asking if we could return to that black place. I had perceived others there who perhaps were in a similar situation as my friend and wanted to see if we could help a few more out. Without hesitating she agreed and we were then traveling back.

Once There again, feeling the heaviness, I asked her where we were. I got the words, "a hell"...and I wasn't sure if it was a hell in the BST (there was something different about this place but found it very confusing to put a finger on anything specific). I told her I was dumbfounded that my friend had ended up in a belief system...ANY belief system territory for that matter. I was still struggling with why he had not been in F23. She said that he had done a good job of denying, pushing deep down within him, some kind of religious training/beliefs from childhood....beliefs he had never been able to unbelieve or shake off. He had been at odds and in some fear of his new adult beliefs, secretly wondering about death as he grew into his seventies. He also, late in life, began wondering that if there was indeed such a thing as consciousness surviving death, was any kind of retaliation in operation...especially from those he had wronged in his physical life. This produced a fear in him that even his loved ones may not have picked up on. He was a very proud man. The Helper finished with the fact that such fear had literally brought him to this black place, with dark figures lurking all around, ready to (I think) convince him they were out for vengeance or whatever would work on him. Apparently once he stopped blocking their presence, by huddling up and remaining closed off to everything, they would be able to use his fears against him, for their own gain.

The Helper and I then started sending PUL into the ink and watched/felt all kinds of sudden activity liven up the place. I then saw a person standing several feet away, looking at us, totally confused. I got the information that I could suddenly 'see' a person there once they had opened themselves up, in response of course to the love energy. I found this very interesting. Helpers stepped to the individual, who was bathed in a golden glow. We continued flooding the area with unconditional love energy and more people came into view, to then be surrounded by and escorted out by Helpers. I wonder now if some of them had been a 'player' or two, the characters in the dark so caught up in their game. I don't know. I hope so.

When we were done the Helper suggested I release any energies I had picked up there, so I used one of the hollow balls and let anything that wasn't mine go into it, watching it take off for parts unknown (or back into the inky world I suppose). Because I was then feeling a need to return to the physical I said goodbye and thanked the Helper for her assistance. When my attention was back I didn't feel real chipper and struggled to do some errands, go to work. I just felt sluggish, cranky, and kept recalling the feeling of that place (creepy---LOL!). I finally opened up, asking what was going on, and was told I was still in possession of some of the energetic stuff from that world. I should have known better. So I used the balls again, making sure any tiny fragment of what wasn't mine was released to return to its rightful owner....and all was well.

By the way, I found out what had been the cause of my friend's death: a sudden heart attack. And as to him being 'out of it, unaware' at his moment of leaving the physical....he had been taking a nap when the heart attack occured.

Well thanks for listening...and much love,

Ginny

Hi to all,

Inspired by Ginny's animal retrieval post, I made a mental note, I will place Intent to find away to help some myself. I was one also who was at the  Bruce chat when he told us about his new technique for Energy Gathering. I was anxious to try it out.

I reached a similar sensation what he and now Ginny described in her post, except after a few continued upward column felt not just my head expanding but my whole non-physical  body felt like shoot up and I
went with it. Felt like I'm in a trapeze and coming down I had a feeling of free fall without any fear, just floated with the energy.

As I landed, unusually clear visual effect, find myself back in Hungary in are old house.......

..................must give a background for understanding. Are house was on a top of the small hill, very remote rural surrounding, no neighbor
about a mile distance, wild bushes, wild flowers around the area.
Are household always vas a refuge for cat's and any animal who find food and place to sleep. I that time I had a rescued dachshund who later become a "politician emigrant" we brought him with us.
Friends always brought they pet's for a weekend overstay and they were happy and free to discover they natural free life.We started to pay attention to my dog Maxi and my friend great dane disappearance with food, bones with them.Took about a month watching what they doing, to find out they taking food to a dog who lives in one of the bush. One day we saw the dog.

Probably the nature and genes bad joke created that being. It was a mix of basset hound on very short leg, with a fox terrier coat, body what look like the musical instrument the concertinas, so long when he turned in the corner half body was visible, the rest
was still turning. His head was so big for his short leg, he had to held always up otherwise his head touched the ground.
According the neighbor since he was unwanted in any place but his survival instinct was so strong, he was self-sufficient, hunted and of course get food whatever he find some lived in the bushes.
My friends dog and my Maxi took food  time to time and become friend with them and he started to play.
Took us almost 2 years to gain enough trust, so he come to us and let us hug  him for few minutes, and in severe winter weather he come to the house.
He prove to be extremely shy and sensitive, one of are friend told him "gosh you sooooo ugly" after hearing that, he went to the corner of the room faced to the wall, and unwilling to move for hr's.
One night we heard him at the door crying, when we let him in we saw.... he run into some wire catch and with some extreme effort he pulled himself out, but the wire cut his belly, and his half testicle.
That time in Hungary owning a car was unthinkable luxury, so not having any transportation middle of the night, we had no other choice but held him, and telling him how much we loved him until he took his last breath................................................

.....landing in my old house looking around and wondering what I'm doing there, sensed a Helper around me when I saw, my poor ugliest dog in the world approached me, with a question in his eyes
"where have you been?" Overwhelming PUL in my heart toward him, I laid down on the floor being in the same level as he is, I hugged him, I could feel his hard brush coating, when somewhere totally unexpectedly my friend great dane who also in the afterlife now
appeared, and apparently give him a non-physical bark or sign what I didn't hear, he look at me, give me a big sloppy lick on my face and happily followed Radsha his old friend, they dissapeared to the non-physical doggie heaven....
Needless to say even now as I'm typing hardly can see from my sad and happy tears.
When they disappeared I told my Helper who was behind me all this time, I never thought he would be stuck. The explanation what I received, he knew very well what ugly mean, and he was afraid he won't be accepted, and stayed the one and only place where he felt loved and wanted.
I wholeheartedly thanked to my Helper for taking me back there and I was able to help this incredible fury- person to be free.

Love to all...
Dora