Tag: astral travelling
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LIFE CAN SEEM LIKE A DREAM
Although not as frequently as it used to be, (more’s the pity as it’s so enjoyable) I get the opportunity to discuss deeply spiritual matters and beliefs with my very dear friend. Everyone’s beliefs (or none) are of course so personal and dialogue with my friend, particularly after he has given Satsang on a Sunday…
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IT HAPPENED AGAIN
Something about your room retains an opening into the next plane. When I am back at the other house although I dream, I don’t travel with you in the way that I do from your room. As I lay in your bed and watch the beautiful face of the winged woman staring down at me,…
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Lástima que
Lastima que cada día hay más distancia entre nosotros aunque estuvimos muy cercanas Lastima que ahora tu me hablas tan infrecuente, y quedando pienso que, por eso, tu no deseas que somos amigos como antes Lástima que no vistas las bosques por tantos árboles Lástima que todavía yo no te explicaba mis sentimientos porque seguro…
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THE PRESENCE
I awoke at 3.03 and with my head on your pillow lying in your bed. These events took place over about an hour and a half A hand stretched out before me I took it and floated through the air Turning, it was your presence I knew, as we travelled on the astral plain, through…
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Dreams
The question was, what was The last thing you searched for online? As I have been remembering a lot of my dreams just lately, I looked up dream interpretation because, well lately they have been so strange (to say the least) I am the observer and the protagonist at the same time, which for me…
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THERE IS MORE THAN ONE ME
After learning so much from you regarding aspects of self, I have realised over the past year there’s more than one me who shares my human body and more especially my mind and emotions. These are three I have come to know well and understand more each day. I am sure more exist and I…
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THE GARMENT
Silk and velvet are sewn together by the Universal Dressmaker with strong yet gossamer thread weaving into the garment patterns of sweet, sweet colour At the hem sits Muladhara glowing in brave strong crimson ready to manifest desire as it swirls into the sacredness of Svadisthana the garment coming alive as it writhes in the…
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DREAMS, ASTRAL TRAVELLING AND MORE
In the early days of the New Year 1994, I was at home recovering from major surgery, and I recall it was a Sunday when I woke up crying tears of joy (but also feeling so bereft). I had woken from a dream that seemed so very real, where I almost felt as if I…
Dawn Loves Buttercups 