There are topics and experiences that readers will doubt. Better to have doubt than to deal with the questioning of one's sanity. Yet, experiences happen out of the norm of acceptability.

• Should they be reported?
• Does one demand proof of ineffable events?
• Does the sharing of the experience validate it?
• Is it repeatable? (the scientist in me enquires)

Einstein's equation explains the conversion of Energy, mass, and light. In fact, that simple equation had inspired my move to metaphysical exploration.

Having had many near-death experiences, I had never encountered the Being of Light that others did. Yet, I have felt the presence of a being full of compassion and unconditional love.

I've always seen ghosts, auras, and beings that others did not. Part of my life was spent trying to be normal and not dealing with crossing over the dead, seeing ghosts, or knowing the future.

Yet, my cover was blown in a workshop when the famous channel singled me out and called me the "Angel of Death." The role is not as scarey as the title implies. When disasters occur, I am one of the guardians that helps the newly dead cross over. Thank heavens for the movie "Ghost" and the TV show "Medium" which have made these topics more palatable.

Then my friends from Sweden, one a trance channel, introduced me to higher realms of awareness years ago. After they left, I napped on my sofa. When I awoke, there were four beings surround my body. They wore "light" robes or a least some filmy almost see-through clothing. Seemingly I could see through them myself.

While I was not afraid, or maybe in some form of hypnotic trance, they were waving their arms over my head directing energy and changing my brain patterns. How do I know?

Telepathically, I asked them. They replied in an non-audible voice.

"We're re-wiring your brain."

Evidently, that answer was acceptable as I went to sleep. Over the years I have come to realize how many of these paranormal encounters are responded to in exactly that way. This doesn't seem a normal response. As I began exploring Montauk, sound waves and mind control, I wondered if this was not some directive given to me that overpowered, yet allowed me to believe that this was my own free will.

In fact, I wrote in my meditation book, Transformative Meditation, of my experience with a white wolf suddenly appearing on my bed after yet another visitiation by these light beings. Were these screen memories to misdirect my awareness? Do I have to question everything as to its veracity? Who was telling me the truth? And what could I do if my head and intellect could no longer be relied on?

Call Me.

Archetypal Columns

Now stuck in traffic in the Hamptons, I remembered the catalyst. I had moved, taken my maiden name back, and tried to break cleanly from my old corporate life. One day, a number popped into my head...a phone number complete with an unknown area code and an insistent message...

CALL ME.

Finally I made the call to a stranger who did not seem surprised to hear from me. I gave her the message that had come to me. Mission completed.

Now years later, I read in a Freedom of Information document about an experiment that transmitted a top secret phone number through a psychic bandwidth. Big brother may have been calling. Not that it made any difference, as all the events in my life had brought me to this point.

Stay tuned for continued exploration.

 

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