Post by KG on Mar 30, 2010 22:09:45 GMT -5
Dark Hedges
The Summer Solstice of my soul
This occured on Monday March 29th
I was sitting over at my mom’s house, and chatting after my youngest daughter and I had taken her out on some errands this morning, but by 4 PM we had completed them and were resting comfortably in the living room, and mom was reading some family history to me which she’d found in a book of my grandfather’s.
I have had quite a dry spell lately, and not much awareness, just bits and pieces.
Suddenly I was aware in my spiritual body, Mercy’s body. I felt my black cloak being pulled down over my head, as Gheb rushed to dress me, apparently for either battle or at least some important meeting.
I was told to ground, which I was more of less forced to do in my mother’s bathroom, due to the sudden urgency of the situation, in a social setting. I retreated to what scant privacy could be had, amid my day with my mother and youngest daughter.
As I closed the door, planted my feet, and raised my hands to ground, I found myself saying over and over again, “The Summer Solstice of my soul.” I remembered that Ghab had mentioned the Summer Solstice yesterday, but I didn’t understand what he meant. I had become aware yesterday, that Mercy had fainted in heaven and was lying on the stone floor. I am rather frightened of Mercy’s blackouts since they usually make me black out too, but this time it did not. Instead my spirit hovered above her body, and I saw her, instead of looking through her eyes for the first time. I was shocked that she looked just like the intuitive painting I had done of her, based on Gary’s description, and sharing of his vision, many many years before. She looked beautiful, dressed only in her white under dress, but she was collapsed. Angels surrounded her, and I had to look past the wings to get a closer look.
Suddenly she jumped up, and announced. “I AM FINE!!” as if in protest to their concern. She kept telling them over and over in a rather forceful voice that she was just fine. Then she sat down at a vanity dressing table, that I’d never really noticed before, and begun brushing her long red and gold hair.. Gheb reached to touch her hair, and Mercy accidentally ran over his hand with the brush. Suddenly I was within her and not outside of her anymore.Then Gheb had said “you are entering the summer solstice, but it is truly only just now time for the vernal equinox.”
As I remembered this I continued repeating “The summer Solstice of my Soul,” Then I asked “Gheb what does this mean? Where are we going? What is happening?
And Gheb replied “the dark hedges.”
I said, “what?” because I thought he said dark edges, but he said again, “the dark hedges.” Nothing remotely familiar to me… and honestly I wouldn’t know a solstice from an equinox. I never even understood the difference other than equinox is in the spring and fall, and the Solstice happens in summer and winter.
Then Gheb said, “The Council of war and peace will be with you soon,” as he smoothed out my long black cloak over my blood red dress. I was excited to be wearing my uniform again, and I felt amazingly well, both as Mercy, and as me. I love to wear my cloak, and I have missed that familiar feeling, over the last several months. I had wondered where my cloak was, and why I’d been running around in what looked like a primitive slip.
“I asked, will this be war, or a negotiation,” “I asked, and who are we fighting or negotiating with?” Gheb said a word that sounded like “Shandala” or something like that, and then “That depends on them. Talk first shoot later probably, and probably not that much later, knowing them, and knowing you.” Gheb laughed very softly.
“What did they do?” I asked? “Are they bad? Are they Negs? What are they, and why am I fighting with them?”
“Do you remember when you decided to fight poverty? It has to do with that, but I won’t say more, because we have no time.” Gheb replied
Then I was just surrounded by the 11 other members of the Council of War and Peace. We were all standing very close together, and they were greeting me, and some of them touched my robe, either for luck or to just be friendly. We have become very close since the Demiurgian wars. It seemed like a warm reunion. We were instantly transported to an open field during this short interaction. There were some little bushes around the edges… very natural looking, almost like the physical world really, with weeds and tall plants, growing up along the edge of the field. There was a building in a distance, that looked like some sort of elaborate warehouse.
My Sophian sisters slipped behind me very deliberately, which is really the best place for them when we were in battle, but I’ve never seen them dive back like that before. They literally hid behind my coat tail. Suddenly energy just erupted from my heart, and a cloud mushroomed from the field as if I’d set off an atom bomb, but the field was empty as nearly as I could tell, so it was little more than pyrotechnics. At least I didn’t see any purpose in it, even though it looked like an atomic bomb had gone off. We crossed the field, burning or not it didn’t matter to us. When the smoke cleared just a bit, Some beings came out from the warehouse type building, and stood.
There were only two entities visable, and one I’d best describe as looking like a beach ball. He was very spherical in shape, but he did have legs. He was dressed in red and white, and he had on some sort of spherical hat too. It was divided up so that the left half of his hat was red, and the right half was white, but there was a curve to the line at the front. It was not a balanced curve, but in a way it was. I could barely see any of his face from under the hat, and the hat was very distracting, but I think his face was white as paste… yet at times it looked totally black, and African. But it was either solid, black hole kind of black, or unearthly white… but I don’t know which, and I know that makes no sense, except it seemed he was black beneath the white… and by white I don’t mean race, but the black part did seem to be racial. The other guy was dressed in Navy blue, and seemed surrounded by shadow. It was hard to look at him because the round guy was so distracting. It was hard to look away from him because he was not only huge, and wearing a very colorful outfit, but he was constantly moving. There was something very odd about the way he moved. It was as if he was wearing a balloon, it bounced and even rippled a little, but not like flesh, more like an air bag. He seemed light, despite the fact he was spherical. The other guy was shorter, and wearing some kind of hat that matched his blue suit.
They began to speak, and I could tell that they were trying to decide if they should negotiate, plead for their lives or act belligerent. Unfortunately for them they chose Belligerent, and flame burst forth from Mercy’s chest again.
I had no control over this, and it was not a decision on my part consciously, though it seemed like it might be for a moment, but then the fire came. I do not know who these entities are, nor do I know what the effects of my blast were, but I assume it ended badly for them. As soon as I blasted them, we were all swept away back to our homes.
Ever since this experience I feel much better, possibly because it was my first vision of this nature this year. It felt so real, the way it used to before my abilities went on the fritz. I feel awake and alive for the first time in months… and maybe better than I have felt in years. I really hope this feeling lasts. I have no clue what it means, but I did some research on line about the words.
Shandala is an area in the Republic of the Congo. Formerly Zaire. It is the poorest country in the world, full of political unrest, and political corruption… typical story of some politicians making off with the whole GNP and the population in poverty… so much they are poaching exotic and endangered animals for food.
Dark Hedges is a scenic path in Ireland, and when I saw the picture I recognized it right away. It’s part of my most common meditation. It’s the path I use to get to the astral/spiritual world. I had never seen the photo before, but I guess it was just either intuition or a coincidence that I pictured this scene in my visions.
Still trying to figure out about the Summer Solstice thing. Still researching. Any ideas?
The Summer Solstice of my soul
This occured on Monday March 29th
I was sitting over at my mom’s house, and chatting after my youngest daughter and I had taken her out on some errands this morning, but by 4 PM we had completed them and were resting comfortably in the living room, and mom was reading some family history to me which she’d found in a book of my grandfather’s.
I have had quite a dry spell lately, and not much awareness, just bits and pieces.
Suddenly I was aware in my spiritual body, Mercy’s body. I felt my black cloak being pulled down over my head, as Gheb rushed to dress me, apparently for either battle or at least some important meeting.
I was told to ground, which I was more of less forced to do in my mother’s bathroom, due to the sudden urgency of the situation, in a social setting. I retreated to what scant privacy could be had, amid my day with my mother and youngest daughter.
As I closed the door, planted my feet, and raised my hands to ground, I found myself saying over and over again, “The Summer Solstice of my soul.” I remembered that Ghab had mentioned the Summer Solstice yesterday, but I didn’t understand what he meant. I had become aware yesterday, that Mercy had fainted in heaven and was lying on the stone floor. I am rather frightened of Mercy’s blackouts since they usually make me black out too, but this time it did not. Instead my spirit hovered above her body, and I saw her, instead of looking through her eyes for the first time. I was shocked that she looked just like the intuitive painting I had done of her, based on Gary’s description, and sharing of his vision, many many years before. She looked beautiful, dressed only in her white under dress, but she was collapsed. Angels surrounded her, and I had to look past the wings to get a closer look.
Suddenly she jumped up, and announced. “I AM FINE!!” as if in protest to their concern. She kept telling them over and over in a rather forceful voice that she was just fine. Then she sat down at a vanity dressing table, that I’d never really noticed before, and begun brushing her long red and gold hair.. Gheb reached to touch her hair, and Mercy accidentally ran over his hand with the brush. Suddenly I was within her and not outside of her anymore.Then Gheb had said “you are entering the summer solstice, but it is truly only just now time for the vernal equinox.”
As I remembered this I continued repeating “The summer Solstice of my Soul,” Then I asked “Gheb what does this mean? Where are we going? What is happening?
And Gheb replied “the dark hedges.”
I said, “what?” because I thought he said dark edges, but he said again, “the dark hedges.” Nothing remotely familiar to me… and honestly I wouldn’t know a solstice from an equinox. I never even understood the difference other than equinox is in the spring and fall, and the Solstice happens in summer and winter.
Then Gheb said, “The Council of war and peace will be with you soon,” as he smoothed out my long black cloak over my blood red dress. I was excited to be wearing my uniform again, and I felt amazingly well, both as Mercy, and as me. I love to wear my cloak, and I have missed that familiar feeling, over the last several months. I had wondered where my cloak was, and why I’d been running around in what looked like a primitive slip.
“I asked, will this be war, or a negotiation,” “I asked, and who are we fighting or negotiating with?” Gheb said a word that sounded like “Shandala” or something like that, and then “That depends on them. Talk first shoot later probably, and probably not that much later, knowing them, and knowing you.” Gheb laughed very softly.
“What did they do?” I asked? “Are they bad? Are they Negs? What are they, and why am I fighting with them?”
“Do you remember when you decided to fight poverty? It has to do with that, but I won’t say more, because we have no time.” Gheb replied
Then I was just surrounded by the 11 other members of the Council of War and Peace. We were all standing very close together, and they were greeting me, and some of them touched my robe, either for luck or to just be friendly. We have become very close since the Demiurgian wars. It seemed like a warm reunion. We were instantly transported to an open field during this short interaction. There were some little bushes around the edges… very natural looking, almost like the physical world really, with weeds and tall plants, growing up along the edge of the field. There was a building in a distance, that looked like some sort of elaborate warehouse.
My Sophian sisters slipped behind me very deliberately, which is really the best place for them when we were in battle, but I’ve never seen them dive back like that before. They literally hid behind my coat tail. Suddenly energy just erupted from my heart, and a cloud mushroomed from the field as if I’d set off an atom bomb, but the field was empty as nearly as I could tell, so it was little more than pyrotechnics. At least I didn’t see any purpose in it, even though it looked like an atomic bomb had gone off. We crossed the field, burning or not it didn’t matter to us. When the smoke cleared just a bit, Some beings came out from the warehouse type building, and stood.
There were only two entities visable, and one I’d best describe as looking like a beach ball. He was very spherical in shape, but he did have legs. He was dressed in red and white, and he had on some sort of spherical hat too. It was divided up so that the left half of his hat was red, and the right half was white, but there was a curve to the line at the front. It was not a balanced curve, but in a way it was. I could barely see any of his face from under the hat, and the hat was very distracting, but I think his face was white as paste… yet at times it looked totally black, and African. But it was either solid, black hole kind of black, or unearthly white… but I don’t know which, and I know that makes no sense, except it seemed he was black beneath the white… and by white I don’t mean race, but the black part did seem to be racial. The other guy was dressed in Navy blue, and seemed surrounded by shadow. It was hard to look at him because the round guy was so distracting. It was hard to look away from him because he was not only huge, and wearing a very colorful outfit, but he was constantly moving. There was something very odd about the way he moved. It was as if he was wearing a balloon, it bounced and even rippled a little, but not like flesh, more like an air bag. He seemed light, despite the fact he was spherical. The other guy was shorter, and wearing some kind of hat that matched his blue suit.
They began to speak, and I could tell that they were trying to decide if they should negotiate, plead for their lives or act belligerent. Unfortunately for them they chose Belligerent, and flame burst forth from Mercy’s chest again.
I had no control over this, and it was not a decision on my part consciously, though it seemed like it might be for a moment, but then the fire came. I do not know who these entities are, nor do I know what the effects of my blast were, but I assume it ended badly for them. As soon as I blasted them, we were all swept away back to our homes.
Ever since this experience I feel much better, possibly because it was my first vision of this nature this year. It felt so real, the way it used to before my abilities went on the fritz. I feel awake and alive for the first time in months… and maybe better than I have felt in years. I really hope this feeling lasts. I have no clue what it means, but I did some research on line about the words.
Shandala is an area in the Republic of the Congo. Formerly Zaire. It is the poorest country in the world, full of political unrest, and political corruption… typical story of some politicians making off with the whole GNP and the population in poverty… so much they are poaching exotic and endangered animals for food.
Dark Hedges is a scenic path in Ireland, and when I saw the picture I recognized it right away. It’s part of my most common meditation. It’s the path I use to get to the astral/spiritual world. I had never seen the photo before, but I guess it was just either intuition or a coincidence that I pictured this scene in my visions.
Still trying to figure out about the Summer Solstice thing. Still researching. Any ideas?