Saturday, December 27th, 2014 -( +4°C / +39°F , Sunny & bridght at 10:44 am in Atlantic Canada )-
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— Adventures with higher self: Cathi told me she asked Archangel Raphael how my health was doing and Raphael answered, “He can ask me that himself-” I responded to Cathi, “Yeah, but you are much better at understanding what the answers are, I’m still running interference with myself and don’t always know whether I’ve gotten a real message or imagined something through my ego.”
— First, let me repeat Doreen Virtue’s “8 signs that you’ve been in contact with Raphael-” (1) Green Sparklies in the air around you. Emerald green. Yup – I see that a lot. Usually -at night- I see whole fields of green in the air- And in one memorable dream right after my father died, I saw myself coming down a flight of stairs after meditating and noticed emerald green fields of light all aound when I glanced out through a window. I came down into what I thought was a house that had once been a storefront. I saw my mother there, in a blue snuggly sitting in a rocking chair- My sister Sharon was there smiling at me. I took this to mean my mother would not be so shaken up by my father’s death that she would leave us too. That was in 1995. She’s still with us, so is my sister Sharon. (2) Messages in license plates. I thought that was a family thing. Everybody in my family noticed stuff in license plates, sometimes just numbers, sometimes messages and jokes. Yesterday, we drove an hour and a half away to pick up Cathi’s son who has a doctor’s appointment on Monday -and came back. We hadn’t gone far when a Jeep wihizzed past us and Cathi said something, I thought she was complaining about people speeding, but asked, and she said “The license plate said ‘Jim’ and smiled at me.” (3) Encountering Raphael’s name in unexpected places. (4) Seeing Raphael as a physical presence. (5) Feeling heat, tingling or vibrations. -Yup, been there, done that- I remember praying for somebody in the 70’s who was going through a very rough time. The centre of my chest suddenly felt very warm and without actually hearing this with physical ears I could not doubt that I was being asked, “Who are you praying for and where does he live?” -Wow- (6) Finding books on health. – I know people who called themselves ‘seekers’ who would have books jump off shelves in front of them in book stores- All I had to do was wander into a book store and feel a question I needed answered and wander around for a while and I would find a book. I remember one dream I was waking up from, I heard a masculine voice say, “He should have read the book about the Moslem Mystics,” and saw a book open in front of me on page 258 with a minaret in the background. Later that week I found the book “The Sufis” by Idries Shah in one of my favourite bookstores, opened it to page 258, and no, it wasn’t word for word what I’d read in the dream, but it was the book I was looking for. That wonderful book store isn’t there any more, in a mall that has been torn down. 🙁 (7) Hearing sounds and music. Like wondering whether you should take a chance on a new job or a new friend, turn the corner and hear the Byrds singing the Jackie DeShannon song, “Don’t doubt yourself-” (8) Hearing whispers and suggestions. -a lot of hunches fit into this category.
— Okay, after we’d made the trip there and back again I wasn’t feeling wonderful, I wanted my quite time, I went into the bedroom and closed the door and turned off the lights and asked for angelic help clearing away any distractions, putting up shields and blashing the world full of white light. I asked Evelyn to come get me, and asked for Michael and any helpers Michael might have with him to come and make sure all the daggers and swords and slings and arrows and buckshot and hooks and ropes and other snags fell right through me, formed a mummy image of myself and floated into a mirkaba that flew up the edge of the Eternal Light Realm and released my muumy self with all the hooks lines and sinkers into the light- Michael on my left and another brilliant angel or Archangel on my right and Evelyn with her wings flying up below me, they zoomed me up through the clouds into the light and into another brilliant cloud up there and brought me down through a window that did not shatter and I recognized the spot, the landing at the top of my stairs, – We looked around and I saw the window that was new last week and the mundane looking door I went through last week and they walked me around and through an archway this time into a kind of lounge outside my great hall in the sky- and I looked around, “Is Raphael here?” and heard, “Of course I am.” And Evelyn took my hand and led me into a meditation chapel. The chapel was all very white and had three Hindu Indian looking Ensconsed recesses in the back wall that were perfect for meditating in. Cushions at just the right height, The whole recesses were something like eighteen inches above the floor. I immediately realized the room was expandable. If there were only a couple of us there, the altar was close, if there were a lot of people there with us the altar would slide back and lots of comfortable seats and pillows and pews would pop up. Clever architechture- The altar had all kinds of symbols and meditation aids behind it, or inside it or something. I saw hints of Crosses, Crucifixes, Menorahs, Stars, Six pointed Stars, seven pointed stars, nine pointed stars. Mazes in the shapes of parcheesi boards, Russian Orthodox paintings, Tibetan paintings, all remaining just out of sight for anybody who needed or wanted something familiar. And this was my own private meditation chapel in the sky, off of my own private great hall? Wow- So I sat in the middle of the three recesses in the back. Evelyn sat at my left and my blindingly brilliant higher self sat on my right. I saw the photos of the SRF Gurus come into focus on the altar. I saw at least three of the six Gurus who are committed to SRF come into focus and give a little more light, or a blessing, or a ‘Darshan’ to the Chapel. And then the huge Green Archangel, almost humourously asking if that was the kind of entrance I needed to really impress me. I asked to have my lines of communication with the Divine healed, that anything starting to go with my body here be healed that my heart and soul and spirit be revitalized as much as we could, and asked for advice about how to keep my spiritual healing abilities as fully charged as I could get them.
— Raphael took us to a healing springs where we sat in a cosmic jacuzzi of bubbling emerald green water. Evelyn giggled and hugged me a bunch of times and then Rapael brought us to a room where He was training healers to work on anyone who had asked to be healed and he was giving Evelyn pointers and showing her how to focus the healing energies just right and she feeling the energies roaring through her and having a great time, feeling super-energized and wonderful- I was slightly embarassed when she sent some energy into an old wound, an injury I suffered that caused a distended intestine, that was pretty close to my crotch. But she wasn’t at all worried about that. She asked if I wanted her to be a healer and I said I wanted her to be whatever she wanted to be, and she turned and beamed a smile to somebody I couldn’t see that seemed to tell me that she was telling somebody, “Hey, we made a fantastic choice when we decided that this guy was going to be my father.” Raphael asked her to focus on something in my right thigh, a spot I felt cold when White Wolf the First Nations/ Native American Senior Elder first began coming around either as a huge white wolf or as a First Nations Elder with a huge white wolf at his side. That area of my right thigh seems to be a spot where I first feel tension under circumstances I don’t quite understand yet. Maybe that was an old wound from a previous life or a spot where I suffered frost bite in that previous life.
— And then, after my lesson in allowing Evelyn to heal me and her lesson in healing me- we went back to the healing springs and sat there giggling and hugging and appreciating each other and her mother came in and sat on my right side and told me not to look at her, she hasn’t made her mind up what she wants to look like yet. I thought she looked pretty good as a red head and pretty good as a blond. But- Okay- And seeing as I have no idea what I’ll look like in that life I can give her all the time she needs. I had a moment where I wondered if Evelyn is Cathi. I wondered if Cathi might end up being my sister -which she even suggested recently, or a cousin or even a man in that life time. One of these days I’ll figure that out, I know I’ve seen us together much closer to a golden age, if not in this world, then a higher one. Maybe I owe a couple women as happy and wonderful a life as I can give them in the mean time?
— So, Yeah- That was another amazing adventure in the higher realms.
~~~~~ Jim
