Greetings All.......please excuse my abscence, much workl little sleep and then sickness strikes....uggghhhh.
Interestingly enough, Grave, my Birth numbers are 4 as well! October 10, 1964......10+10+20=4......hmmmmmm, wonder what that means?
Having gotten caught up in my reading of recent posts, I see Bluebird has joined the topic.....Hi Bluebird, welcome......and I see Bluebird would like us to present ourselves
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, so here goes! Though like Dwayne, my story may be long, so if I'll apologize in advance if I bore you, or if I've missed the point and give TMI, (too much information). Okay, all that said, here goes..........I always knew I was different, too sensitive, too knowing, too aware of what others were feeling or thinking.....almost telepathic, later in life I learned what an impath is. I used to lay in bed at night and look out the window at the stars and plead with whomever might hear me to come take me home, that I wasn't supposed to be here. A couple of times I tried to send myself home, to no avail. A dud shell in the shotgun, a couple of OD's that doctors had no clue how I pulled through, through a windshield after a 60+ mph collision with a huge true, drowning and actually being sent back by THE VOICE, escaping a burning tanker truck when I still can't quite recall how I got out of a cab of a truck that was completly sealed and completely on fire.....I wasn't supposed to go yet on any of those times.....so it's taken a bit for me to accept the fact that I am here and to make the best of it. I used to have dreams of being taken aboard a "spaceship?" and being "plugged" in to a computer and watching binary code flash over the screen faster than can be imagined. This was before binary code was a mainstream word! And before computers were in every office and used daily be just about everyone! Yet there they were, nice and compact and, wel,,,,computers!
Ok, so I'm here, and I can't seem to be able to do anything to change that fact, so then I went into a funk. And for many years just didn't give a s*&%t about anything. I was the crazy one, the one that did the most of this or that drug or all together. The one that did double backflips off the roof of the house to land on a mattress, or not. The one who....well suffice it to say, expect the unexpected when partying with "The Maddog"...(that was me.)
Somewhere all that changed. I spent about 3to4 years living in the desert between Phoenix and Quartzite. Was in an area that was even off the flight path for airplanes.....something about the vortex's caused to much instrument deviation so they just left the area alone. I was able to map out 4 vortex's, one on a point with two side by side below it and then one more on a point below them...... *
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Kinda like that. And I lived just about in the middle of them. Now mind you these covered a huge area, almost 20 square miles, but there was allot of energy there.
Just prior to that time outside of Tonopah, (the vortex area), I cowboyed and farmed on a ranch that was 8 miles below the Alamo dam on the Bill Williams River near by Vicksburg, Az. It was while on that ranch, that I discovered the power in quartz cyrstals. All around in the hills surrounding the ranch were old mines, and in those mines were many quartz, smokey quartz, amythest, pure quartz cyrstals. I've found some clusters a large as 12 inches across! Clusters, singles, male and female cyrtals.....and they were all in my bedroom. 100's of crystals. I couldn't sleep at night! I could literally hear a humming in the air from all the energy that was there. Well, along about this time as well, I started reading many different books on astral travel, meditation, spirit guides e.t.c......I was getting pretty succesful with my meditating and self-hypnosis, with the end goal of astral travel. Well, one night while meditating, laying there surronded by all these cyrstals, I was in another realm/dimention. There I met three beings. They were extremely tall, very slender, almost elegant, with long shimmery slivery gowns, long beards, everything about them was long, that was the impression just looking at them, not unpleasant features, and very deep melodious voices. And they told me that they would provide for me whatever it was I was seeking, i.e....astral travel, the ability to move through solid objects, telepathic mind control.....you know, all the stuff that we are very capable of doing if only we could find the key to the door that remains locked. Well, they told me they would provide me with this key, if I would give up to them.....meaning me, my soul (I suppose), just basically surrender. It scared me,,,,petrified me. Me who for so long wanted to die and leave this plane, suddenly decided I wanted to stick around, or maybe it was the lack of control thing...hmmmm...anyway, the books the cyrstals the meditations, everything, went away. I havn't done any of that to this day. But now, I think I might be ready to try again.
What I do for a living.....well, I am a photographer doing freelance work, I work with a contractor doing remodel work and additions on houses, I sell "Healthy Coffee", yup, believe it or not! Check it out on my website: myganoexcel.biz/jt
I write and produce radio commercials for varying accounts, voice work e.t.c......and I am opening my Health Food store, projected grand opening date, April 2cnd.!
Now, about the first part, there is soooo much more to my awakening awareness, and life journey...that was just an excert of it. But Richard Bach has reawakened the desire for more spiritual and mental learning. Walk on water in deed! I knew it could be done! How I was introduced to Richards books; Here in Manitou Springs, every year, we have a "Mountain Musice Festival" it is three days of dulcimar, fiddle, hammered dulcimar, banjo, guitar playing excellence! It was there that I met Michael Sheehan. I offered him the use of my shower and refrigerator while he was here, and we just hit it off in general. In one of our conversations, he got to talking about Richard Bach and "JLS" and "Illusions". He asked if I'd ever read them, and I replied no, I had heard of these books for years and many people recommended that I read them, but I never had. Well, the festival was over and Manitou returned to normal, well, "normal" for Manitou! A few months after the festival, I received a fed-ex mailer. I opened it and there was JLS and Illusions, sent by my friend Michael Sheehan. Well, I promptly put them back in the mailer and set them on a corner of the couch. There to reside for another couple of months or so. Finally, I pulled them out and read the gift. Indeed a gift. '
That was how I was introduced to Richard Bach. And as the proverbial Paul Harvey would say....." Now you know....theeee rest of the story!"