Friday, March 30, 2018
THROUGH THE MATRIX
Shara Lynn’s Secret
As I walked the rest of the way back to our village, I decided that I would not tell anyone, even Shalone, what had happened to me. The area around our village was very safe, so it was not unusual for someone to go into those woods for a few days. But, I needed a reason to tell them where I was and what I was doing as I was only a teen.
Therefore, I started gathering some of the many herbs that grew wild in this area. The gathering of the herbs also gave me a break from thinking about what had happened to me. Gathering herbs in our nearby woods was normal. Also, when I came home with bundles of freshly picked herbs, no one would question where I was or what I had been doing.
When I entered the Village I found that it was in such of flurry of action that no one had even noticed I was gone. Therefore, my excuse to go into the woods to gather herbs was fine. In fact, most people had not noticed that I had been gone, or that I had returned.
However, I was very curious about the flurry of activity, so I stopped the first person that even noticed me to ask what was happening.
“Oh, don’t you know?” she responded in a distracted manner.
“No, I was gathering these herbs in the woods. What did I miss?”
“Well, I do not know how to describe it, but suddenly all these Light People, I mean people that were made of pure light, came into our village. Some of the villagers were frightened and ran to their homes and closed the doors and windows.
“However, other people, such as myself, have been seeing these ‘Light People,’ as we are calling them, in our dreams. Therefore, we wanted to find out who these beings are. But, no one can talk to them, or hear them.
“Then, just before you returned to the Village, the Light-People all disappeared. It is quite strange that they left as soon as you came here. Why do you think that is?” she asked me with a bit of suspicion. Should I tell her the truth? Or should I just play it safe and pretend that I had not seen them.
“Pretend you don’t know us.” I heard the familiar voice of the Light People. I wanted to know why they did not want me to tell the villagers about my experience, but I had grown to trust them. Therefore, I found an excuse to go to my home, where I could see if I could communicate with the Light People from there.
Fortunately, when I got home my parents were gone, so I had a chance to wash and change my clothes. I left the herbs in some water with a note to them that I had been picking these herbs and feel asleep in the woods. I told them that I was back now and had gone out to see why everyone was so excited.
What I did instead was to go back to the Learning Tree to see if I could get any answers there. When I got there, I could not see the tree because some kind of vortex was in front of it.
It was then that I saw the villagers coming towards the tree. Where could I go? I did not want to share my events of the night before with them, so I impulsively jumped through the vortex.
Once I had done so, I questioned my decision because I found that I was surrounded by the very same vortex. But now, it began to spin faster and faster and faster. I was becoming more and more dizzy, but in the past night I had learned to talk rather than react.
Therefore I said, “Dear Vortex, Please take me to your destination quickly, as I am becoming very dizzy.” Instantly, the vortex stopped spinning, but it was still a vortex. I looked for the entrance that I had entered, but I could not find it. In fact, I could not find the exit either.
The Vortex seemed to keep spinning even faster and faster, but then it suddenly stopped. “Thank you,” I said to the Vortex. Then, as soon as I said Thank You, a door appeared, which I quickly walked through before the spinning returned.
To my surprise, a tall and very slim person said, “Are you ready to release the Matrix?” I instantly knew that this was something else that I would need to keep as a secret. In fact, it was seeming that I was becoming more and more different from every one I had every known.
“Are you ready to release the Matrix?” the tall, slim person repeated.
“Well, well” I stammered, “What does that mean?” I said, trying to buy myself some time to think up an answer. However, the tall, slim one was up to my game and said, “I am busy! Did you come here to enter the vortex, or are you just a looking around?”
“Ah, ah” I stammered again, “Um, yes! But, please stop the Matrix from spinning. I am starting to feel sick.”
I thought that nothing could be more disconcerting than going around and around inside the Matrix, but the total and complete stillness that occurred when the funny man “stopped the matrix” was much more difficult for me.
First off, everything, and I mean “everything,” disappeared. That was everything except myself and the tall, slim man. Somehow we were standing on nothing in the vast reaches of no where. I though the swirling matrix was scary, but it was easy compared to being in the midst of no where and now when.
“Yes,” answered the tall, slim man who now introduced himself as, “Gregory.”
“How do you do Gregory. My name is Shara Lynn. Can you tell me where, and when, I am please?
“Well, Shara Lynn, I am afraid I cannot tell you what I do not know. However, I can see by what is left of your aura that you have spoken to Golden Ones and they have taken you “Up the Stairway.” I have spent most of my life trying to find someone who can show be how to do what you did.”
“How do you know what I did?” I tried not to yell.
“Now, now, dear human, do not be upset. You should be happy to meet me, as I am one of the very few who can lead you to your Path. Because you found your way into and through the Vortex, you are ready.
“Ready for what?” I asked trying not to be too rude.
“Why ascension, of course. You are ready to begin your ascension.”
Then there was a very long, very uncomfortable, quiet. Then, I finally found the nerve to ask him, “What is an ‘Ascension,’ and how do I find it.”
The tall, thin man, Gregory, looked at me with a totally confused expression on his face. “How did you get so far when you do not even know what “ascension” is?
When I did not answer, because I did not know what the term “ascension” meant, he began to laugh, or cry. I could not tell which, as he was laughing AND crying at the same time.
Gregory finally said, “Do you know how special you are?” Then he answered his own question before I could. “Oh yes, oh yes,” Gregory muttered, “It is the innocent ones who do NOT seek, who are the first to find.”
“What,” I said. I had no idea what he was talking about. That is unless he was talking about what happened at the Learning Tree. But, I had not told him, or any one, about that experience.
“I can read your thoughts and emotions,” said Gregory without any conceit. “You see, dear human one, I am a Guardian of the Threshold. It is my job to make sure that the few who come here are able to cross the Threshold to the fifth dimensional expression of their world.”
“The Threshold to the fifth dimension?” I exclaimed. “What does that mean? How do I cross over, and that is that a good thing or a bad thing?” I said so fast that I could hardly understand my self
Gregory smiled, in fact, I could tell that he wanted to laugh, but he was too polite to do so.
“Yes,” he said. “The power of innocence. Dear, innocent one, you must allow me to teach you, or you can get your self into a pack of troubles.”
I did not know what he was going to teach me, or what “pack of troubles” I would run into without his mentorship. However, he was correct in that I did NOT know where I was, how I got here, or where I was going.
At first, that loss of control felt freeing and filed with excitement. But now, I was finally realizing that something was happening to me. I knew nothing about this “something” except that it was VERY important, and would change my life, as well as the lives of the ones that I knew.
I could feel a great responsibility confronting me. At first, my teen self thought that this could be a great adventure. However, upon reflection, I no longer felt like a teenager, but I did not feel like an adult either.
“What will I do, and how will I manage it?” I silently called out to this new version of reality.
“We understand what you are feeling,” I heard a voice behind me say.
I turned to see my beloved Shalone standing there with open arms. I instantly felt the tears roll down my face, and I ran to my beloved mentor for the comfort that I did not realize I needed. As soon as Shalone’s arms embraced me I began to laugh and cry and laugh and cry.
“Now, I can be your guidance and support, but you had to make it to this frequency of reality on your own,” Shalone said with her comforting voice.
This “frequency of reality,” I asked.
Shalone merely hugged me again and kissed me on each check.
“Be patient, my dear, we are standing a the edge of time, so there is no need to hurry, and no need to wait. All will be revealed to you within the NOW of the ONE, which you have already begun to enter.”
I had a million questions, but Shalone’s warm hug grounded me and helped to realize that I was very hungry and extremely tired.
“Come,” said Shalone “I will feed you a descent meal, give you a glorious bath, and put you into a wonderful “air bed.”
“What is an air bed?” I asked, but she schussed me and led me to the most delicious mean I had ever eaten. When the meal was done, Shalone and I laughed and talked about old stories of no great importance.
These stories seemed to calm me down and relax me for the sumptuous delight of taking a long, warm bath in the most glorious tube I have ever seen. Once I had finally left the bath, Shalone dried my body and assisted me to put on the most lovely sleeping gown I had ever worn. Then I was asked to follow her to the “air bed.”
Thursday, March 29, 2018
U F O OVER ARIZONA
U F O OVER ARIZONA
(CNN) Two commercial pilots flying over the Arizona desert claim they saw an unidentified flying object pass overhead, according to a radio broadcast released by the Federal Aviation Administration.
A Learjet pilot and an American Airlines pilot saw the object on February 24 and radioed the regional air traffic controller in Albuquerque.
"Was anybody, uh, above us that passed us like 30 seconds ago?"
the Learjet pilot said in the brief exchange.
the air traffic controller replied.
"Okay," the pilot said. "Something did."
"A UFO!" someone quickly responded.
"Yeah," the pilot replied again with a chuckle.
A Second Sighting
Minutes later, the FAA controller alerted an American Airlines plane that was flying in the area, according to the recording released by the FAA.
"American 1095, uh, let me know if, uh, you anything pass over you here in the next, uh, 15 miles," an air traffic controller said.
"Let you know if anything passes over?" the pilot responded.
"American 1095, affirmative," the controller said. "We had an aircraft in front of you that reported something pass over him and, uh, we didn't have any targets. So just, uh, let me know if you see anything pass over you."
"Alright," the pilot said.
Shortly, the pilot radioed traffic control also reporting the mysterious object.
"It's American 1095. Yeah, something just passed over us," the pilot said. "I don't know what it was, but at least two-three thousand feet above us. Yeah, it passed right over the top of us."
The American Airlines jet, an Airbus A321, was flying from San Diego to Dallas, according to FlightRadar24. American Airlines referred all questions to the FAA.
It's unclear whether the object spotted by the pilots was a UFO. An FAA spokesperson suggested the object wasn't necessarily something out of this world.
"We have a close working relationship with a number of other agencies and safely handle military aircraft and civilian aircraft of all types in that area every day, including high-altitude weather balloons," the FAA spokesperson said.
The controller was unable to verify that any other aircraft was in the area at the time, the FAA said. Was it a weather balloon?
A pilot said he did not believe the object could be a weather balloon.
When the air controller asked more about the object, the American Airlines pilot said he wasn't sure "whether it was a balloon or whatnot."
He only described it as having "a big reflection," and "traveling several thousand feet above us, going the opposite direction."
The strange encounter happened not far from Roswell, New Mexico -- a town that became synonymous with extraterrestrial activity in 1947 after reports that a flying object crash-landed in a field.
Authorities said it was a weather balloon but that hasn't stopped plenty of Americans from coming up with their own out-of-this-world theories.
NOTE FROM THE ARCTURIANS,
Greetings, we are here to remind you all of your greater Galactic Family which overlights and protects humanity.
You are now being prepared to move into the higher states of consciousness in which you are NOT threaten by the concept of other realities in other dimensions.
You are also being prepared and guided during your sleep and meditations to accept the knowing that YOU are becoming evolved enough to embrace the concept that third dimensional humans are NOT the most evolved beings in the Galaxy.
We, the Arcturians, commend humanity on their ever-expand "multidimensional perceptions."
Blessings on your Journey
Your Galactic Family
We await the great NOW in which we, your Galactic Family, can unite again with our "brave ones" who took an Earth Body in order to better assist Gaia with Her Ascension.
THROUGH THE MATRIX
Shara Lynn Goes To The Learning Tree
The thought of dear Shalone leaving my life, gave me the courage to finally address her with some of my many questions. However, it did take me nine days before I felt I could address her, as I knew I needed to time to gather my questions.
Of course, I began my process of gathering questions by communing with all my Nature Friends. I began with a huge tree that was probably even older than Shalone, but he (it was a male tree) laughed when I asked him to answer some of my questions.
“Haw, haw, haw,” the tree laughed so hardily that many of his older leaves fell to the ground. “Do you see how easily my leaves fall away to reveal the stable limbs to which they are attached? Dear human one, you are too attached to the question to allow the answer to reveal itself.”
“Thank you so very much, dear Father Tree,” I will try to allow the answers to fall into my heart and mind and easily as your leaves fall to the forest floor.
“Congratulations dear human one,” spoke the Father Tree into my heart and mind.”
As I left the Father Tree, I decided to walk deeper into the forest to see if I could find my answers there. However, I was so involved in my journey that I did not notice that the Sun was getting lower and lower on the horizon.
Suddenly, I realized that it was so dark that I could not find the way home to my village.
“Never wander through the woods without knowing where you are going,” dear Shalone had warned me many times. Therefore, I decided to ask the Father Tree if I could climb him, so that he could protect me through the dark night.
“Never wander through the woods without knowing where you are going,” dear Shalone had warned me many times. Therefore, I decided to ask the Father Tree if I could climb him, so that he could protect me through the dark night.
“Dear Human One,” said the Father Tree into my heart and mind. “If you stand on the huge rock next to my trunk, you will find that you can reach my lowest limb. This limb is strong enough to hold you throughout the night. When dear Sun rises, he will light the pathway back to your village.”
“Thank you so dear Father Tree,” I said as I easily climbed up the large rock and climbed up the tree and onto the wide, safe limb that would serve as my bed for the darkness. I sent a psychic message to Shalone that I was safe for the night in a nearby tree.
I knew that she had wanted me to conquer my fear of the forest at night and would be happy that I had made friends with the Father Tree. I felt her send me Unconditional Love as she reminded me that I would be protected by the tree. Shalone also told me to remember my dreams.
I did not understand what she meant until I awoke at dawn with a vivid dream still in my awareness. As Shalone had taught me, I repeated my dream to myself so that I would not forget it. I will now tell you my dream.
The first thing that I remember, was that I was standing before a group of Golden Women. What they said to me was, “We, The Ascending Ones, have some questions that we would like to ask you.”
Normally, I would be frightened to be in the company of such grand beings. However, there was such Unconditional Love streaming from their essence that I had no sense of fear at all.
In fact, I felt very comfortable. Just as the Father Tree made me feel safe and unconditionally loved, these Golden Beings also made me feel safe and Unconditionally Loved. I thought that I was going to be the one asking the questions, but I was very curious about what these Golden Beings would want to ask me.
Therefore, I muttered, “Ah, I mean, Ah YES, YES. Please ask me whatever questions you wish. I will try to be honest and sincere with my answers.”
It was then that the Golden Beings asked me the below question, which I realize now, I will be asking myself for the rest of my life. The first question that they asked me was,
“What is in-between where we are and where we are going?”
“Oh my,” I think I said out loud, as I stammered and shifted my feet. Finally, the voice of dearest Shalone came into my consciousness and reminded me, “When you are asked a question, simply tell the truth that lives within you within that NOW.”
Therefore, I took a moment to listen to my heart to find the truth that was within me in that NOW. What came from my mouth, almost without my knowledge, was,
“The rest of my life is in-between where I am and where I am going.”
The forest was totally quiet. It was as though all the beings of the forest were waiting for the reaction of the Golden Ones. When I thought that I could wait no longer, I felt my heart tingle as I heard the Golden Ones say in ONE voice, “Yes, your answer is correct for you within this NOW. Therefore we ask you to ask you,
“What do you Want to do with the rest of your life?”
I was totally shocked to realize that I had NO idea what I wanted to do with my life. At least, I had never taken the time to ask my self that question, or to have the courage to actually find the answer. I did know, very deep inside, that I REALLY wanted to do something, but I could not remember what it was.
“Remember how you chose to play when you were a child?”
Wonderfully, they were assisting me to find the answers that I had hidden from my self.
“Why did you hide these important questions from your self?”
They, whoever they were, were helping me. In fact, I could feel them sending me great love and acceptance. Their acceptance was so powerful that it ignited my courage to go deep, deep inside myself to find my answer.
I closed my eyes and put my right hand on my heart and my left hand on my forehead. I don’t know why I did that, but I just knew to do so. Then, suddenly, the answer flew into my heart and mind to tell me,
“You want to remember the Truth that you were given before you took this body.”
Yes, Yes, of course! I always knew that there was some kind of information, some form of truth that I had locked deep inside of me that I would not be able to recover until I was ready and willing to act on that truth.
“Oh NO,” I said inside, feeling my self-pity coming into my consciousness.
“NO! NO!” I cried so loudly that sleeping birds took to the sky and small creatures dug deeper into the earth. It seemed as if a distant thunder roared and tears began to flow down my face.
“Do you see the power that you hold within your self?”
“Yes, Yes, I answered the invisible voice. But, why have I never used it?” I asked the tree and the dark forest surrounding us.
This time, my question went unanswered. The forest was still, the tree was still as a stone, and all the small creatures had taken to their burrows and nests. I was alone again—alone with my self.
“No, you are NOT alone!” I heard an inner voice say. “Then, I fell fast asleep, but I had an amazing dream. The Learning Tree told me, while I was in the dream, to tell myself the dream as soon as I woke up, so that I would not forget it.
Therefore, I will now attempt to remember the message from the Learning Tree.
THROUGH THE MATRIX
Shara Lynn’s Message from The Learning Tree
As I awoke from my sleep, I heard inside to repeat all that I have heard in my dream so that I would not forget it. Therefore, I will say my dream out loud so that all my Nature Friends will hear. Then, when I come back into these woods, they will be able to help me remember this important message.
I will now tell you what I heard in my dream:
The picture I can see from that dream is myself standing at the base of a huge golden stairway. I knew that if were to understand why I was there, that I would need to climb the stairway.
Each stair was quite large and almost too steep for me to climb. However, I knew that I MUST get to the top of this golden stairway, so I decided that I was, indeed, strong enough to make this journey!! So, resting a moment on each stair, I began to climb them, one-by-one.
I realized that it was very important that I rested on each stair, as each stair spoke to me. However, they did not speak to me in words. Each stair spoke to my bodily feelings, and different tones that came into my hearing.
Also, before I climbed each stair, it was gold, but once I stepped on it, different colors, which created different feelings, came into my vision as a color, into my hearing as a tone, and into my body as a feeling.
It took me a while, but eventually I realized that each stair was telling me something very important. However, I cannot remember the messages at all. However, I can remember that the colors from the bottom stairs to the top stair were:
The Red Stair seemed to activate something at the base of my spine…
The Orange Stair seemed to activate something in my lower abdomen…
The Yellow Stair seemed to activate something in my stomach…
The Green Stair seemed to activate something in my heart…
The Aquamarine Stair seemed to activate something in what I call my High Heart…
The Blue Stair seemed to activate something in my throat…
And the Purple Stair seemed to activate something on the top of my head…
I do not know why I had these sensations while climbing the stairs, but I do know that I felt like a different person when I got to the top of the stairway. I don’t know how to explain this “different me,” but I felt very strong and very loving.
But, then, much to my surprise, I woke up and found my self at the top of the tree. I do not know how that happened while I was sleeping, but I had to call out to Shalone for strength and courage to find my way down from the tree and onto solid ground.
After I called Shalone, in a more somewhat frightened manner, I hear her say, “Do NOT have fear dear ONE. You climbed up the tree, now YOU can climb back down the tree. Just think of the colors in reverse and that will help you.”
Oh, Beloved Shalone, how did she know that I was at the top of the tree? However, knowing that she was somehow with me, I found the courage to go back down the tree. In fact, it was even I who decided to go through the colors in reverse.
I found that when I called the color purple, I felt very strong, almost regal, and could feel a soft breeze across the top of my head. “Good” I unconsciously said to myself. “That is one stair down.
When I thought only about the color, and the place on my body that I could feel that color, don’t ask me how I “felt a color,” but somehow I did, I could easily, and calmly, climb down the tree. Before I knew it, I was standing on the big rock that seemed to lean against the tree.
As I walked home, I wondered if I would share my experience with anyone. Of course, Shalone already knew!
Tuesday, March 27, 2018
To read the Intro and Chapter ONE click HERE )
THROUGH THE MATRIX
THROUGH THE MATRIX
Who Is Shara Lynn?
When I finally found the time, actually it was the courage, to open the book, which was a form of a journal, and start reading it, I realized it was written by some one known as Shara Lynn. I had no idea that I would develop such a deep and binding relationship with someone that I had met in a journal.
But enough introduction. I realize that I am avoiding documenting my experience. Maybe that is because you, meaning whatever “you” reads my story, will think me a bit crazy. I keep wanting to make this journal that I found a fiction, but then I keep hearing my Grandmother’s distant voice saying, “A journal is a truth that one may not be ready to know.”
If I am talking with my Grandmother “on the other side,” I guess I can believe that the Shara Lynn in the Journal, who is also “on the other side ” could be real too. I also have realized that, in order to document and share my story, I have to believe it is real, because I am experiencing it that way.
I also feel that I need to tell you, dear reader, that I had NEVER thought of “the other side” before my Grandmother’s passing. I was a college student and went by the rules of “regular society.” There I am again, talking like what I used to call, “a weirdo.” I feel that I want to warn you that what I am writing seems more like a science fiction, but to me it is science fact.
OK, OK, I will NOW introduce “The Journal,” as I call it, by sharing it with you, meaning whatever “you” who finds and reads it. However, I must be honest with myself. Therefore, I will tell you, dear reader, exactly what happened to me.
I could feel a change in myself almost as soon as I opened the Journal, but enough about me, I will now tell you about what I read in the Journal. I am not sure who wrote it, but the narrator of the storyline is a young teen named Shara Lynn. I will begin with what was written on the very first page:
Dear possible readers,
I, Shara Lynn, am about to tell you a story that I must tell. I do not know why I must tell it, but this story haunts me night and day, that is until I write it down.
Once I have documented what is happening to me, and what is occurring within the “other world” to which I have been introduced, I can finally find the peace to go to work, run some errands, have a normal conversation with a friend, and/or get some sleep.
It was my inability to sleep that prompted me, or did it force me, to write down these most unusual experiences that I have been having. I ask that you do not judge me as harshly as I have judged myself while going through this experience.
However, now I must admit that experiencing, dreaming of, and remembering what appears to be some kind of “parallel reality,” has changed my life forever. Yes, it has been a change for the good because I now understand myself more than I ever did when I was “just a normal human.”
Therefore, I, Shara Lynn, promise to document all my experiences in this Journal. I do not know what will happen, or even what is happening to me right now. All I do know is that, somehow, I have found myself in “The Flow of The Great In-between.” In fact, even now, I am speaking from “The flowing time of the Great In-between.”
For some reason, of which I am unsure, I, Shara Lynn, was chosen, in some way, and by some unknown source, to be the Emissary. The Emissary is the one who can consciously “go-between” that which is closing and that which is just opening. This area is called, “The Flowing Time of the Great In-between”
I am sorry if I am speaking in a confusing manner, but I have not yet come to terms with what is occurring in our world. I am just a teenager, not even yet a young woman, so I do not understand why I was chosen to document this event. I guess I was chosen because I was the first one who could perceive this great change.
That is, I was the only who could clearly perceive it. Shalone, our Leader and ancient Medicine Woman, has known her very long, life about “The Flowing Time of the Great In-between.” She waited and meditated and served us all, to assist us to prepare for this event.
Shalone can feel the flow of the “flowing time” of Great In-between, but her eyes are now dim, her hearing poor, and she must sleep many hours for she is over 100 years old. Therefore, she has chosen me to be her eyes and ears, as she knows that I am among the very few in our world who can perceive the flowing time of the Great In-between.
In fact, most people do not know about this “flowing time,” and have never experienced the Great In-Between at all. What do I mean by “Our World?” It seemed that just yesterday I believed that there was only one world, and our small community was the focal point for all reality.
But now that I have seen the bigger picture, I realize how innocent and naive I was before I had my first glimpse of “The Great In-between.” I have tried to tell several people about what I have experienced, but only Shalone would listen to me. In fact, it seemed that I frightened the others when I tried to tell them of my experience.
Shalone told me that change is one of the most frightening things for many adults. It was for that reason that I, a young teen who is barely a woman, was chosen to be the Emissary between the reality we have always known and the flow of the Great In-between.
No one, not even Shalone, knows what is on the other side of the Great In-between. Some believe that there is nothing on the other side, and some believe that a grand new kind of reality is awaiting us on the other side of the Great In-between.
However, only Shalone and I know about the “flowing time.” We do not know too much about this flowing time, but we do know that it does exist because we have experienced it. Shalone has told me to write a journal, and to NOT tell our people, yet, that I have seen the other side of the Great In-between, and especially do not tell anyone about the “Flowing Time.”
Shalone told me that if anyone is ready to know this information, they will come to me. That directive made me feel more secure because, actually, I could not tell any one as I have no manner in which I could describe it. Also, I think, but I am not sure, that I actually saw “The Other Side” of the Flowing Time, and maybe I just dreamed it, or even imagined it.
Shalone, in her great wisdom, told me that the only way to perceive the Great In-between and the Other Side is through the flowing time of our own dreams and imaginations. She told me that when we dream and imagine we expand the frequency range of our perceptions.
I did not understand what she meant by that sentence, but I have learned to just listen to what she says. Then, eventually, I understand it. Also, Shalone becomes quite upset when I ask questions.
She always says to me, “I do not know how much longer I will have this form. Therefore, you cannot become dependent on me to assist you. I can teach you how to look and listen with an Open Heart and Higher Vision. Once I have done that, I will leave this world and go Home.
Whenever Shalone even mentions the word “Home,” a light comes across her face. I have tried to ask her about that light, but she says, “You must find that answer for your self, as I will soon be leaving.”
The Other Side
I have learned not to cry when Shalone says that she is going Home, as it makes her VERY upset. “Are you crying for me or for yourself?” she asks with an angry voice. “You must be strong and listen to all I have to tell you.”
Therefore, I do not cry, or even ask too many questions. Even if I cannot hear her soft voice and ask her to repeat what she has told me, she says, “You must listen with your Heart and see with your Third Eye. That is the only way you will hear me once I am on the “Other Side.”
Of course, she refuses to tell me what the “Other Side” is. Instead, she tells me in a somewhat angry voice, “You must follow the flowing time of the in-between if you wish to find the Other Side. Also, you must find how to do this by yourself, for that is how you will hear me when I am gone from “this world.”
I finally know better than to ask her what she means by “this world,” and “Other Side,” but that is why I no longer believe that all reality is just our one small place. Again, I cannot share that information with anyone, or they would become very frightened and angry.
I often wonder why so many people in our world are so frightened by the unknown. Shalone once told me that the unknown, or anyone who wants to talk about the unknown, frightens most people. I have definitely found that statement to be true. Therefore, the problem is that, once we know a truth, our life becomes very lonely.
Of course, it is not always lonely now, as I can still talk with Shalone, but not too much, as well as with the birds, animals, trees, clouds, and especially the quiet ponds. Again, Shalone has warned me to NEVER tell any one that I can communicate with Nature in this manner. Once again, another reason why I will be horribly lonely when she leaves.
“No, no,” Shalone says after reading my mind. She does that a lot, reading my mind, I mean. Shalone says again and again, as I keep forgetting this truth, that the key to crossing into the Great In-between is to KNOW you are NEVER alone.
“Just because someone is invisible to your physical eyes, does not mean that person does not exist,” Shalone reminds me again. I do understand that statement, as I have always been able to talk with the Nature Spirits, which most people can never perceive. In fact, when I walk in the woods, I often hear the Nature Spirits calling me. But then they hide from me.
“Why do you call me if you are going to hide from me?” I ask in a frustrated manner. I know I am not frustrated with the Nature Spirits, but I often do get frustrated with my self.
“Now, Now, Dear,” says Shalone, as she can instantly feel my frustration. “Frustration is low-grade anger, and it will lower your perceptions. You know that if you ever lost your ability to speak with all the Nature Spirits you would be VERY lonely.”
I have to admit that she is correct. The Nature Spirits, and Shalone, have been my best friends for all of my life.
“When I leave,” Shalone reminds me, “you will speak with me in the same manner as you speak with the Nature Spirits. In fact, you will find my essence flowing around and through the Nature Spirits, for when I leave, I will also remain for I will ride ‘the flowing time of the in-between’. You see dear, “leaving” is a third dimensional concept.”
I guess I had best tell you about the third dimension now. Some people think that the third dimension is the physical world, but it is also much, much more than that. The “third dimension” is a reality in which we choose to see that which we have always known and ignore that which is new.
For example, those who only resonate to the third dimension cannot see or hear Shalone, and definitely cannot perceive, or are even be aware of, “The Great In-between.” Also, without the awareness of “The Great In-between,” there is no possibility for them to perceive “The Other Side.”
“The Other Side” is that which lies across “The Great In-between.” More and more of the children are being born with the ability to perceive both “The Great In-between” and “The Other Side. In fact, I can see when they “leave time” to visit “The Other Side.” I say, “leave time,” because “The Other Side” does not have time.
I know that for a fact because I have crossed “The In-Between” and gone into “The Other Side.” When I am there, it seems as though I live a long, long life. However, when I come back to my own world, I find that it is as though I never left.
“How can that be?” I have asked Shalone many times. But she never answers that question. She only smiles and says, “Wonderful dear, what did you learn there?”
“What did I learn there?” I must ask myself. “Well,” I say to my self, “I guess all I have learned is that I am not, yet, ready to stay there. And then, as soon as I return, I forget everything that I experienced. Why can’t I remember?” I ask Shalone.
Again, she smiles and says, “You are not ready yet dear. When you are ready you will remember.”
I would not want to be rude with her, but what kind of an answer is that? What am I not ready for? And if I am not ready, then why do I go there? I try not to ask Shalone that question any more, for she always ignores it, as if she did not hear me.
However, I can tell from the glimmer in her eyes that she has heard me, and has chosen not to answer me. Therefore, I am trying to cover my frustration with respect and patience. Of course, Shalone can read my frustration and, patience and kindly, looks right into my eyes to say, “What are you afraid of?”
I want to be angry and tell that I am not afraid of anything, but since I would never speak to Shalone in that manner, her question buzzes around my heart and flirts with my mind. “Why am I not ready?” I ask the trees, the sky, the water, the birds, the grass, and the rays of light that follow me through the woods.
Then, if I am very still and do NOT ask another question, I begin to hear with my heart and understand with my mind that I am just beginning something that is brand new. Therefore, I need to be patient with myself. Soon after that, Shalone comes to me to give me a long, silent hug.
She then turns and leaves me in my own uncomfortable silence. “But why is that silence uncomfortable?” I try to ask my self. It is then that my Inner SELF gives me an “inner hug,” and reminds me that questions are an illusion of my third dimensional world.
That is when I remember that it is only when I stop asking questions that I can remember that the answers are always within me. When I am able to be patient and allow the answers to come to be, I gradually become aware of “The Great In-between” floating into my awareness.
Then, “The Great In-Between” reminds me that it is actually a frequency of reality that enters me like a dream. However, I am fully awake and can simultaneously see my physical world all around me. I then see a possible entrance to another world, but only I can decide if, and when, I will choose to enter it.
So far, I have not entered it. Sometimes I become very close to the “threshold between worlds,” but then a friend calls, I remember some very important thing I must do, or I fall out of the experience, like one would “fall out” of a tree.
However, there is no falling or landing on the ground. Instead, that possible reality, which is like a flower that is almost ready to bloom, just disappears. Then, all that I see is my everyday world and my everyday body.
“Why, why, why do I stop my self? What am I afraid of?” Almost every time, Shalone suddenly appears before me, gives me a hug, and says something like, “Good try. Next time you will be able to stay longer.”
She then leaves before I get a chance to ask any questions, even though I know she would not answer them. “That which you seek is found inside,” is the answer she has for all my questions. One day I will understand what she means by that.
I also know that it is on that day that she will disappear from my life.