This posting is not channeled; it is from me, Eric.
If you read the About Eric section, I noted that I would not want to go back to not knowing or not having these skills, but that it has its challenges for life/living… I want to expand on that statement now.
It occurred to me that the day that I had – the day that the content for Postings 129 and 130 came through – might give you and example of what life can be like as a medium. Not all days are the same of course, but I think that particular day provides a good example of how it feels to live in two different worlds at the same time. Or maybe a better or more accurate description would be describing it as how it feels to live and have your awareness / consciousness spanning multiple dimensions at once – going back and forth throughout the day.
July 22, 2017
- 9:00 am. I got to sleep in – which, in this case, is very much NOT at typical start to the day, as I am usually awake by 6 am. But this day I had the house to myself and the cats and dog didn’t pester me – also NOT typical.
- I had awakened directly after having what could be described as a very vivid dream. But this particular dream was more than that, it went further than that. I have not always been able to do this, but more and more I have dreams where I am actually able to be much more conscious and in control of the events, my actions, etc. during the dream. I would like to call these types of dreams something different – they are like dream-interactions (for lack of better wording). Historically, my dreams were always very much where I view from a distance and, while I may be in the dream, I am certainly not controlling myself consciously in the dream. This is more what I would call a regular dream by comparison. In dream-interactions, I am very lucid. I am aware that I am dreaming, and I can perceive and interact with others, hear sounds, see sights in quite a “real” fashion. In dream-interactions, I am behaving “in the moment” and have just as much control in the moment as I do during regular daily living. These types of dreams have become a regular thing for me these days – and I don’t recall ever having them when I was younger.
- Now, with that said, I started my day having awakened from a dream-interaction that struck me as funny. The content means more to me than it will likely to you, but let me explain what went on as it may explain what dream-interactions feel like.
- In this particular dream-interaction, I was with a friend and we were standing in the nursery of a shared friend, and she was seven months pregnant. She was very specific about that number 7. And she was round and carrying well. But she displayed some personality characteristics that are just “so her” – so exactly what she would do. She and her husband have been trying to get pregnant, and she is not currently pregnant. It has been difficult for them. In this dream, we are there in the nursery, and she is talking on and on about the baby and the pregnancy, when all of the sudden her talking about it triggers her anxiety that she may lose the baby. She hits emotional panic, and tells my friend and I (who are standing there listening) to shut up and stop talking about the baby or her being pregnant because we are going to jinx it. She scolds us, and doesn’t realize at first that it was HER that was doing all the talking, and that she had freaked her own self out, all by herself. While being scolded, and before she realized it, we were dumbfounded and laughing. And the dream ended right at the point where my pregnant friend realized what she had done, and got a big grin on her face and then continued to scold us but this time with a sense of humor in her voice. She was NOT going to admit it, and playing up the scolding was just more fun. This is her personality to a T. The experience was vivid, and I recall choosing to interact certain ways during the dream interaction, moving about the room freely as I chose, etc. To me the dream was remarkable because her personality came out so clearly, and we were all reacting in the moment.
- 9:15 am. Did morning chores with the pets, the house, making coffee, etc.
- 9:30 am. Sitting on the sofa, still in a stupor from waking up from this dream-interaction, and waiting for coffee to get done. While still in a stupor – clearly not a whole heck of a lot more awake than when I had been dreaming – what I would call a “concept” hits me/comes into my head. And in this case, it was NOT anything that I would have thought up on my own, particularly when I’m mentally out-to-lunch! What I have learned over the past months is that this is a common approach that happens when the spirits that channel through me (through automatic writing usually) want to get my attention and want to channel. This is what usually sparks me to grab a pad of paper and a pencil – the preferred format for me.
- But at this moment, I’m not fully functioning, and I thought “Oh Eric you will remember this “concept”…just sit here and relax…”
- But no. The dialog from the spirit is already beginning to stream into my head with high speed and high clarity. I panic. I grab the iPad and just start texting the messages to myself in small chunks at a time. It is coming so quickly that I am not even sure that what I’m writing into these small text messages to myself even makes sense or is readable (let alone what the impact may be of my favorite friend: “Autocorrect”). But I just keep going, because the pace is not letting up. What came through is what is contained in Posting 130.
- I would estimate that activity went on for 10-15 minutes at the most, and then I set the iPad down without reading any of it, knowing that I would write it up and post it later in the day (assuming the message came through clearly). I went back to the morning activities.
- 1:00 pm. Not much for food in the house, so decided to go out to grab lunch by myself.
- 1:30 pm. Driving back home, a spirit (one that I do not know or recognize) suddenly begins coming through to me very clearly and very quickly. Once I realized that it was not just a quick hello, and that a message of some importance (important to the spirit) was coming through, I had to pull over, put the car in park, and begin putting what was coming through into written words. Again I texted it to myself so that I could get it documented, allowing myself to just take it in enough to document it first, and then figure out what the message was all about later. What came through is what is contained in Posting 129. I was a little taken back after this spirit interaction, because by the end, it had really hit me emotionally. That one got to me. I have the words of the message in the posting, but I was not able to convey the spirit’s emotions as vividly as I would have liked. I have yet to find the words to convey them.
- In both of these cases (the morning channeling and this spirit coming through to me while I was driving), this happens very much in the moment. It is not always apparent how fast things are going to go, how clear it may/may not be, the purpose or intent of the message, etc. By the time you figure out what is happening, it is moving fast.
- 1:45 pm. Once I got back home, I took those texts and moved them into Posting 129.
- 2:30 pm. I finished, got up from the dining room table where I had been working, and went to the kitchen. I realized that I was not alone. The spirit that communicated Posting 129 was there with me and had been watching me write. We continued to dialog. The spirit was having fun with the fact that I could not determine gender – it made him/her laugh and they gave me visual impressions of an old woman, and then of a more rounded back older man instead with some sort of walking support (walker, cane, ?). I was feeling the light heartedness of this spirit, the warmth that he/she exuded – and it touched me to the point where I starting crying while we finished our dialog. He/she said that they had not experienced anyone that could do this (hear the disincarnate), and wished they had understood it more when they were “alive.” I’m not a crier – at all. But in this moment, I’m home alone, and having this interaction while standing in my kitchen, finding myself really touched by this spirit’s personality, attitude, humor, and warmth. And I have a seriously good cry going on.
- 2:45 pm. After the spirit departed, I had to just sit down on the sofa, in a state of awe, and let it all soak in. By nature I can be Type A (just a little!) and task driven. But this doesn’t work too well when things of the metaphysical nature occur. I have learned to throw myself into neutral and let the situation soak in.
- 3:00 pm. I pull my act together, and I go outside to mow the lawn and various yard work stuff.
- 5:30 pm. I come back in and decided to soak in the tub to clean up (rather than shower), before heading out to meet friends for dinner. I’m in the tub, and immediately recognize that I am not alone in there. The spirit that is with me daily – my guy – is in the tub with me and is laughing at me. He is laughing and indicating “aha – so you ARE seeing me here with you now…” (as in reference to “hey sometimes you don’t see me or know that I’m in the tub or shower with you because your mind is off somewhere else/not paying attention…”). It was stated in a joking “about time you noticed me” way.
- After scrubbing up, I’m leaning back in the tub, and he tells me “You still have not figured it out…” and he’s chuckling… And he tells me that the first message of the day – the channeled one – (Posting 130, which I had not written up/posted yet) was given to me to prepare me for things to come –and THEN the spirit that came through just a couple hours later while driving home from lunch (Posting 129). At this point, I get it. I make the connection between the two. And he continues to be funny and joke with me about “I wondered WHEN you were gonna get it!” I think the first, channeled message in the morning was about more than preparing me for the afternoon spirit, but it sure did prepare me for it…not that I realized it at the time.
- I sit there a while longer, with him still there in the tub with me, and I start getting images of a book cover coming to me – that Beyond Perspective should be and will be moved into a book format. That it may be one of multiple books, but the imagery of what is on the book cover – the graphics, the wording, etc. – start to come into my head as imagery that he is sending to me. I’m seeing the blue sky/clouds, I’m seeing a bee on a bright flower. I’m seeing the Beyond Perspective logo and tagline. I’m not sure if it was meant metaphorically or that the book really will have this on it. I say this because a bee is a metaphoric reference to me, and the orange gerbera daisy is a fun-loving reference to him – one that is a little lame and that I won’t work to define here. So if the imagery was intended metaphorically, it was because he and I both work on Beyond Perspective together (along with others).
- 5:45 pm. Got ready, went out to dinner with friends. If I was joined by those in spirit during dinner, I do not know. I was focused on my friends and having a lot of fun with them.
- 10:00 pm. Arrived back home… Take the dog out for a before-bed duty run. Then I got ready for bed, did my usual stretches, and was thinking about my guy in spirit – sensing that he is there in the room but being very quiet. But I sense that he is very near me, even though as I’m doing my stretching I am not sure of his precise location – but I know that he is close by. I laid down in bed, and sense that he is either laying right next to me or is sitting up right next to me in bed. I talk to him.
- 10:15 pm. I recall hoping, and stating my desire/intent to those in spirit that watch over me and guide me, that I would like to travel out to him during my sleep. I would like to be with him on a more spirit-to-spirit level, so that I can be more like him, deliver to him what he needs on his terms rather than him always needing to cater to my state-of-being in the physical/incarnate. Sometimes when I do this, I have very strong recall (when I wake up) of this actually occurring and memories of details (to various degrees). Other times, I will wake up and have no idea if anything occurred or not. And other times, I wake up with what I would describe as “memory wipe,” where I know that I did travel out/interact, but my memory feels wiped of information…but I have emotional clues – my emotional state is left in tact but without any detailed memories to go on regarding what actually transpired. My emotional clues are significant indications… But they do not provide details as to exactly what transpired. I usually laugh and tell him that I hope that I was loving and nice, that I hope that I did not embarrass him or myself, that I hope I made sure to tell him X/Y/Z, that I hope etc., etc. …because I have no memory to tell me if I messed up. Sometimes he gives me clues to help me understand in general terms what we did.
10:30 pm. (Guessing on the time) I am off to sleep, and then a new day begins.