“Go to him” is what I kept hearing — “Go to him.” My thought was – who him? But my gut knew better — Ted. I could feel him drowning, lost in an abyss with no idea how to find his way out. And so I went last night to visit him. With my faden quartz in one hand and my Ohio celestite in the other, I closed my eyes to embark on my mission to find Ted. It didn’t take me long, with my astral self coming out of a wall, behind a bar, Ted on a stool with a beer and a shot of bourbon. The wall behind me had a great big mirror on it, with trim that at one time was gold. There was gold lettering on the mirror itself, the bar name. The bar is crowded, but no one is near him – there is a general knowledge that he wants to be left alone and his friends/work mates are honoring it.
His beautiful green eyes are glazed over and blood shot. I am looking straight at him and he me. He says, “What the fuck do you want?” The bartender is like – what? Ted scowls and says – I’m not talking to you. The bartender goes to the other end of the bar and Ted returns his attention to me. I ask – you can see me? He says, “Of course I can bloody hell see you.”
I make sure that my eyes are parallel to his and that my “look” bores in and makes contact with his soul. “I forgive you”, I tell him. “I forgive you for all of the anger, the pain and the separation.” Tears form in his eyes, but his gaze does not waver from mine. “It’s time to let go. I’m right here, alive, well and waiting for you to contact me. Stop punishing yourself”
Tears fall down his face. He takes a good long drink from his glass, emptying the beer. He shouts that he wants another one as he lights up another cigarette.
He whispers, “I can’t lose you again. I’m not strong enough. The pain, I don’t want…..I can’t”
I place my face inches away from his, if I was solid – I would certainly have been in the “kiss zone”. “Pick up the phone and call me.”
I heard a noise back at home and was instantly taken back to my office. I thought for sure my heart was going to leap out for as hard as it was pounding.
When I slept last night I immediately was taken to his side, he was passed out in bed, calling for me. The only other thing that I can remember is a balloon contest that I won, but my script, THE BLACK TRIANGLE was the reason I won the balloon contest – and it al had to do with Ted. I can remember thinking — how did the script help me win? The women who graded the script absolutely loved it. All the section got a 4/5 star except for spelling, which got a 3/5 and the story itself got a 5/5. I woke thinking — what???
So, I can feel his pull today. It’s strong. After I had my portrait and reading done (they haven’t arrived yet via post) the woman who did them, Sky (http://www.psysky.com/heartwork/) said, and I quote, “I should tell you that your gifts will be increasing like never before since I have completed the portrait it works kind of like a key that unlocks a door it is working with Quantum energy.” She told me this yesterday. With as much as my heart is skipping around the last couple of days, this is a doozy of a life change at hand. My heart hasn’t fluttered this bad ever. But it was close up to when I discovered Bill and Ted – then it disappeared — until now. Oh sure I’ve had some heart flutters over the last couple of years — but this stint takes the cake.
I’m going to go grab my stone spirits and see what I can do for Ted today. I’ll be right back.
Okay – now this is one for the books! I see Ted lying back in the grass, a paper is covering his face so that he can sleep. Up above him is his astral self – very happy to see me. I ask him how he’s feeling and he grabs his head – hung over – is his reply. Then he says — come on in. I ask, where, inside your body? He says – yes! I tell him that I am way not too sure of this, he says it’ll be fine. Hesitantly, I grab his hand and we fall right in.
It’s stuffy in there – like being wedged in a broom closet. Ted, his physical body, bolts right up and grabs his head. I can feel me/him grab his head and I have his hands feel his face – so I could feel me/him rubbing his face. I could also feel his headache and body aches from the night before. I think to myself – I wonder if I can make him feel better from in here? I “hear” him say, please try.
Now remember, I’m inside of him, seeing out his eyes, using his hands — etc….in tandem with him. I imagine a white energy tornado starting at our feet and working it’s way up until it engulfs us. I can hear & feel him take a sharp intake of breath. I let this going on for about 30 seconds and the tingling sensation is amazing. I switch to having the energy board (from Robert Bruce’s NEW energy ways) start around us and work its way out, gathering speed and more white light. I hear him say that this is amazing. I ask his soul if he can take this over and he says yes. I step from his body and am now standing in front of him.
He looks me dead on and says to himself that he must be imagining things. I kiss him on the nose (kind of since I am in astral form) and tell him no he’s not and I fade from view.
That was totally wicked! I was in his physical body the same time he was. I could feel his emotions, his pain, his everything — it was amazing. Something that I will have to try again.
And on that note — I have to get back to work AND get rid if this new headache that I just acquired!
BTW…..3rd day of HOT. Our electric went out for 4 hours yesterday and I melted into a pile of HOT. Quite disgusting…..
Have a great day and keep cool!