It was in 1975 that Edward White had offered for private viewing, his writings; "Second Visitation From The Gods". For Edward, the information obtained during this soul flight was significant because a daughter of the very powerful entity, Mau, had revealed to him the purpose of his last mortal expression : to gather his "begotten" soul mates and return them from their "fall," back to heaven. In "part 5" of the manuscript, the entity Crystal had informed "Lord Kundie" that his Heavenly House of Kundra would not be unlocked until he were to return to it with "all of his people" together as one group. With all the "cult-like" connotations of that remark aside, it was apparent that the "veil between worlds" had now become significantly transparent for our psychic friends in the south.
Now that they had been practicing for at least fifteen years (to my knowledge), we were beginning to learn which entities were present and which of those were helping with our evolving souls. It was during this period, as I was entering my twenties, that I had been informed I had a spirit guide by the name of Andrew. However, as a relatively naive and young adult, I hadn't fully grasped what the significance was at the time. The announcement came with a fairly brief description of his appearance and vague explanation of his purpose: "to help with my soul growth". Any other information was left for me to discover on my own.
I admit that it was nice to know there was "allegedly" going to be someone with me at every turn in my life. But in the early stages of having such a companion, I thought it best not to expect an "instant" assistant who would keep me out of trouble or always give perfect information. This kind of rapport takes a little bit of development from the physical side, and the relationship requires an ability to become familiar with one another during the process. Basically; you have to take it seriously, and give credit where credit is due. It is not unlike developing any other valid and important relationship anywhere else in life. And its just as important to know that being coddled isn't any better than being domineered.
While not everything in life requires a "knee-jerk" reaction, a relationship with my spirit guide still needed to be a matter of imprinting his presence. So, my effort to include a "constant spirit companion" in life began by keeping Andrew in the "back of my mind" when, as that young adult, I needed to make various life choices for the first time. Those thoughts were usually initiated with the preliminary inquiry : "What would Andrew do?". And to ask such a question was to put myself in the frame of mind that higher forces are always present, and that there were usually more "divine" approaches to every circumstance I would ever face.
Some of my earliest choices were huge ones, such as whether to remain in a "stifling" relationship, or whether I should change from a low paying "comfortable" job to a higher pay one in a massive corporation - something, which to my instincts, actually goes "entirely against the grain" so-to-speak. I admit that I explored plenty of alternative directions by my own free will too, and there were many instances where I had to compare outcomes as well, just to see if my spirit guide was giving me "good intuition".
For three years, my sensations of Andrew included little more than knowing him as a mere "presence", or a voice within my head. And even though his familiarity had built significantly, Andrew remained as just that - "a voice". Then, mostly because every tale that our psychic friends passed northward of meeting yet a new entity included some kind of vague description of them, I began to wonder what Andrew would look like to me specifically. Of course, it was all a matter of strategy by our psychic friends. Their descriptions had to be vague because it is always a personal obligation to get to know your spirit guides. Bobby and Edward merely "clued us in" as to their existence in our vibrations, and though we could have built on that with various readings from them, our own development had to be self initiated. Knowing of my spirit guide was just the beginning of my spiritual development.
Eventually I felt compelled to place an appearance with his voice, and as if I were guided to obtain something on how to do that, I came across a simple little paper back book called "Creative Visualization" by Shakti Gawain. In the chapter, "Meeting Your Guide", I found reassurance that "each one of us has all the wisdom and knowledge we ever need right within us". This information comes from our intuitive mind, which is our connection to universal intelligence. Once the abstract idea that my sprit guide also comes with many other "fluid" terminologies, such as "counselor", "inner spirit", "imaginary friend", or even "master", I suddenly realized that I could not offend him by conceiving of him in any "wrong" manner. In other words: if Andrew was a higher part of my self and it didn't even matter what form he took, he would still be like a person, or being, whom I could talk to and relate to as a wise and loving friend.
With the uncomfortable hurdle of offending anyone out of the way, I set off on a meditation to bring Andrew into sight for my first time. It was important to utilize the "grounding and running energy" ceremony to start, because as it indicates, this is what would ground me to have stable thoughts, while simultaneously running the creative energy of the universe through my soul.
In my earliest interactions with having a spirit guide all those years ago, Bobby indicated that communication works best if you sense your guide standing behind your meditation posture, as this location allows you to listen better with your "spiritual" ears. For all of my experiences with Andrew, up to this moment, I had always envisioned him speaking to me from behind (and usually from my right side). For the purpose of "formally" meeting him now, I would be asking Andrew to step out in front of me for the first time.
In the same two bedroom, upstairs apartment, that a short time later I would begin to paint my planetary mural, I had a meditation chamber set up. Nothing fancy; just my chair in the middle, a lit open candle behind me on a night stand, and a quite heavy, old mirror against the wall facing me in an otherwise dimly lit room with the curtains pulled shut. As I went into my meditative composure, I could sense Andrew standing behind me. It almost felt like he was watching over every movement (of thought) with anticipation so as to not miss his que. At the same time, I had the strong opinion that it wouldn't be enough to simply place a figure in front of my mind's eye and call it "Andrew. A gesture like that would seem to be "cheap" and ingenuous. Instead, my undertaking was going to have a lot of reverence in it.
The book instructed me to use "creative visualization" in a manner that made me feel relaxed, comfortable and safe. Once I could feel "safe", I could also feel "reassured" that there was no error in what would progress after that.
I began to visualize that I was standing on a nice little dirt pathway out in the country where I was surrounded by all of nature. I envisioned myself walking upon this path, and in so doing, I believed that I was building an astral body for myself to use in this environment. With every step, every motion that I made, I was getting familiar with this "mentally created" body. It felt like I was conditioning it to be a real and valid representation of who I was - but more importantly, of where I was - a real me, in a real place other than my normal physical landscape. Anyone, or anything that I met after this "accustomation" became just as real itself.
As I walked along, ahead of me, I began to see a form coming towards me that was also on this same path. And against the serenity of this peaceful country back drop, I saw the form as a glowing light. As it got closer, this bright white-ish light began to take on a more human-like shape, showing appendages like legs and arms beginning to "stride" ever closer to me. Within twenty feet or so, I thought I was looking upon a female entity because I noticed what was long wavy hair in contrast to the white glow surrounding him. But within another few steps, I could finally make out facial features, and I vocalized the question; "Andrew ?".
At the word, his face, which at first expressed concentration and stern composure, broke into a very broad grin and this instantly lightened the moment between us. He stood motionless for a long moment more, and I knew the pause was just for me to get a good sharp image of him because otherwise, everything here seemed to go in and out of focus in my mind. When I could finally focus to my own satisfaction, I could see that Andrew's face seemed triangular in shape, with a thin nose, large lips, and eye brows that seemed unusually thick to me. His hair was indeed long and wavy. It was a very dark brown color. There was a darkness in his cheeks and chin, similar to a young adult with a few days beard growth, yet there was no visible beard. His eyes were deep blue, and they were bright, intense and large. Andrew appeared to be just as old as I was - about 20 or so, and I couldn't decide if I was seeing him wearing a modern shirt or a tunic from ages ago. It was long sleeved, kind of coarse in texture, but it had what looked like a repeated print of a single flower in columns all the way around it.
I heard his voice say, "Now that we've formally met, shall we walk ?" and he motioned with his right arm towards the path and into the direction I had seen him approach from. I acknowledged by stepping forward, and Andrew hesitated a step or two so we could get adjacent and walk abreast. It was weird for me to hear Andrew speak but not see his lips move, and as if he knew I needed more "realism" when I was in his "manifested" presence, he turned to look at me and softly said, "Of course," which was accompanied by moving lips and a genuine, friendly smile.
I asked Andrew how long he had been with me and he answered, "Since you left home." This meant that he had been with me since 1973. As we walked, our conversation turned more towards philosophical topics, and it felt nice to have some kind of validity to things I've considered, and every once in awhile, something insightful was brought up that I had not, as of yet, considered until its own moment in this meditation. Throughout it all, Andrew came across as someone wise, mature, and generally solemn in nature. He seemed to echo some of the remorse that I had generated within myself as I went through life, but he assured me that his nature would change as would mine, when I come to realize that everything serves a purpose - even if that purpose never always became immediately apparent in itself.
We shared each other's company awhile longer before I left the meditation for this day, but this has been my memory and first account of having met Andrew "in person". To date, he has been with me now, for over forty years. In that time he has been a constant companion, a voice of judgment, and a source for objective reasoning. I have met many other entities through him, and it has remained irrelevant to Andrew as to whether he, or they, became the center of attention when interesting conversations develop.