Last night, on the way out from work, Cindy arrived to ride with me to mom & dad's house. I was dropping off a bird house and picking up a birthday gift. Cindy likes it there because she can play with the other spirit children in mom's meditation room. On the trip over, she informed me that I would want to meditate today because there was a party going on at my sanctuary which I would want to attend. I was to be the guest of honor.
Going into meditation today, I used the grounding and running energy exercise and dwelled awhile on my chakras in a manner of expanding their energy. Once that was accomplished, I began to arrange my attention on the seating within the "threshold" to my sanctuary (gazebo). In gathering myself, I began to see that there were a few people all around the area, mingling with one another and discussing I know not what. Eventually, as I sat there, people began to look up and I could hear many beginning to speak in a whispering hush that eventually got louder; "He's here." I knew that they were looking at me.
Andrew, Amondu and Cerise had greeted me while I was within the gazebo, and a couple of people came up to one of the four windows (the opposite one from where I sat) and spoke to me "greetings" from it as if we were just "neighbors talking across a yard fence". It was casual and friendly.
After a brief interruption by my cocker spaniel, I made efforts to shut the meditation room door and smudged myself once again. After regaining my meditative composure, I found myself once again at sanctuary, only I was sitting at a wide table overlooking it. The gazebo was far off to my left. In physical measurements, I'd say at about 200 feet away from this table. From where I sat, looking almost directly ahead, I could see the cranberry bush where the cherubs lived and the pathway crossing in front of it to the right. The cherub bush had to be at least eighty feet away from where I sat. I could also see the path curving back behind it from the left side of view, towards the place where I knew the fountain was hidden by the bushes and small trees. From these observations, I had to be facing "east" at my sanctuary. I also noticed the ridge that marked the "Channel to the Universe" in front of us, but much farther to the right than I've looked upon it before. It caught my attention because a few individuals were sitting on its precipice with their feet dangling over the edge. This concerned me, and I asked someone beside me if they would be all right.
My answer came from Hombay who indicated that, "yes; they were all right." And then he added, "in fact, that is the main attraction for you being here."
I looked at him and I noticed a body wearing a light, sky blue colored outfit, that was incredibly sheer and weightlessly light in composition. It was an attractive thing which was reminiscent of the clothing Barbara Eden had worn in her series, "I Dream of Jeanie," that aired back in the sixties on television. Also noticed was the fact that Hombay only had one large eye in the middle of his head, which wasn't distracting at all.
I was about to explore who else was sitting at the table with me when Hombay got up and began to address the crowd. Although I cannot rewrite with total accuracy, I'll try to indicate what was said:
"Appreciated attendees, and all of you generous souls. Thank-you for coming today in honor of our valued guest, Lord Viskey. Through previous arrangements, Viskey is here today, to show us his valuable attention towards purifying his organism through the benevolent hand of God's Universal Power. In a few moments, Viskey will offer his entire being to "The Channel Of The Universe" and renounce all of his possessivety of negative energy. Through his courage and faith, he will allow all 'bad' energy acquired in the earth plane and lower energy fields, to be given in a compassionate offering to the universe, so that it may be recycled into something else positive and ultimately more useful in God's universal Heaven."
As he turned towards me, I knew that the crowd would ultimately expect a few words from me before the event - an event that not even I was sure of, procedure nor outcome.
Although I am not fond of public speaking, and despite the bewilderment of what was going on with this event about to unfold, a sense of inspiration came over me as I stood to meet the eyes of this crowd. Before I spoke, I remember looking to find some familiar faces, but few came into view - the exceptions being my "ever present" Andrew, Cerise and Amondu who were near by. At once, I became aware that I was - in fact - the Lord of these people. I became aware that they required some simile of guidance from either my lips or my actions, and so I began to speak, in what I felt was a measured tone and thoughtful prose:
"My good people. Thank-you for coming today in order to witness my exercise in self-discipline. We are all aware - or at least, we should be - of the nature of what we are composed of, as sentient beings. We are composed of consistent experiences that are absorbed into what makes us unique, individual, souls. Some of these experiences settle in with negative connotations that usurp our capabilities of divine evolution. We allow negative energy to remain, for far too long, in our nature. So much so, that it can coalesce into functions of which we begin to believe, are necessary to preserve our very identities.
It is my duty to all of you today, to prove that misconceptions such as this, can be removed with serious attention given to the effort to do so. As I step forward into the dark and scary chasm of our personal ignorances, I step forward into the divine enlightenment that Creator's ever present energy is there to protect and carry our souls forward with. It is our destiny and obligation to move into beauty, grace, and compassion. As I step forth, I ask you all to witness the beneficial release of negative energy, which ultimately will allow all of our souls to be saved."
I can remember cheers arising from the crowd. And I remember the sensation that what I spoke had genuinely reached the people. The next memory was that I began to move towards the pathway, that lead to the hidden fountain. The people were aware that I had to complete my preparations for what I was about to do, so they moved out in a manner to allow me to walk the course that I was taking.
In leaving the table area, I was met with the "electric" personality of AnnaBelle who, in her wild mannerism bid me good luck and encouragement. I could make out her chocolate colored face and skin, and I could see into her beautiful dark brown eyes that always seemed wild and excited about everything happening around her. We spoke briefly of earthly things like the Nebraska football which, since I could remember, she had always been a huge fan of. But I felt that I needed to move onward.
It seemed too, that Andrew was beside me as we moved slowly through the parting crowd and along the pathway, and I questioned how many guests were in attendance and pondered on how they might have arrived. In our movement, I was taken to a ridge, beyond which, a lower steppe of this high mountain meadow could be seen. On that lower plateau of my sanctuary, I could see a bunch of spirit ships occupying the mountain meadow. They rested in loose rows, as if it they were parked for a rural county fair or something. It surprised me to see so many, but the amount didn't seem to match the count of the guests.
As it turned out, most of the guests were in child form, and they seemed more interested in playing and exploring the expanse of my sanctuary than in the more "grown up" business of this ceremony, but it wasn't a matter of concern; just an observation. I turned and I looked upon a group of youngsters which were tightly grouped in a clearing between some trees. Every once in a while, I would see the motion of them spreading out and shouting with glee. Arms would raise in the air, and then I would notice a bird flying out of the crowd of children. I moved in closer to get a better view, and then I could see - there was a goose-like bird laying eggs right on the ground and then walking away in the circle the children composed around it. Once the egg was laid, one child or another, would rush in and pick up the egg. In a moment, after the child raised the egg above their head, it would burst open. At the same time that it showered them with sparkling egg shell material, a baby goose-like bird (I'm not calling it a "gosling" because there wasn't that much similarity) would fly up and away, leading me to understand that this was the reason all the kids were shouting with glee.
And then, I noticed off to the side, in the direction to where the baby birds would fly, there were two young boys sitting in the limbs of a small tree. They looked to be about seven or eight years old, and each was clutching as many baby birds as they could hold in their arms. I approached both of them, and at that moment, they paused at what they were doing. They must have thought that I was going to reprimand them. Once they realized I was only curious, and meant no harm, they began to open up to me and told me that they were collecting all the animals they could, so they could give them a home where the boys had come from. I realized that they were brothers and the older one on the right said his name was Mica. The younger one to the left said his name was Jehwa. I tried to remember them, and would like to try another meditation to see if I can find them again.
It was important to me to stop by the cherub bush, and I considered how many Cherubs were here. Standing in close proximity to the bush which grew right at the edge of the path, each one "popped" out from the thick leaf cover, one right after another. And I could hear in my mind, "six!"; "seven!"; "eight!". Even though I heard the number, I couldn't tell whether it was just me counting, or if it was them. My cherubs had indicated that they were going to show me something, so I halted a while longer to watch what was about to occur.
In past meditations, these little tikes were normally seen completely nude, and in distinctly different coloration, when they fluttered about the cranberry bush in which they lived. This time, while hovering in mid air, only a few inches away from my face, I was amused to see each one appear with tiny little costumes folded up in their arms. Each costume had very pretty colors and patterns on it, but they were indistinct while the cherubs hurried to unfold them. Immediately, after each cherub "shook out" their outfit, they wiggled around until they got inside of it. Once there, I could finally tell that each one was a tiny little butterfly costume. It was so cute to see each cherub - merely six inches in height, fluttering their tiny wings and maneuvering into their costumes in mid air. Amazingly, once they were inside them, the butterfly wings of the costumes began to flutter too, as if each cherub's original wings were activating the wings of the costume which they wore.
When all were clothed in their tiny butterfly outfits, they began to flit and fly about as if setting up the perimeters of their mid air stage. Next, they began to fly apart and back together creating letters in mid air by various contortions and acrobatic gripping of each other's arms and legs. While they performed their acrobatics, I was supposed to be spelling the words that each of their "letter shaped" positionings were making. The show of individual, capitalized, letters unfolded in this way:
"A" - "N" - "G" - "E" - "L" - "S"; "A" - "R" - "E"; "W" - "I" - "T" -"H"; "Y" - "O" - "U"
And I must admit that I expected it by the time the word "are" was being spelled out. But what I didn't expect was at the moment that they got to the last letter, it was a quick action that all of them in unison, flew towards me - remaining in the same proximity to each other which made the letter shape enlarge to a size which surrounded me in an instant. Somehow, these little characters had the strength to lift me by remaining as this "saddle" shaped letter - I was in a cradle, shaped like the letter, "U"!
At once, I was swept up into a definite sense of weightlessness - if only for a brief moment, before they set me down laughing and giggling and flying to and fro in a state of ecstatic accomplishment.
I was impressed too.
After shedding their costumes, I was curious as to where about in the shrub, did they stay. On the back side of the bush, I saw an open hollow area, from where they would sit and gaze out to the expanse of our sanctuary. I turned my view as if to follow the line of sight that they would have over the terrain, and the next thing I noticed was the area where my fountain was. It was as if this were beckoning me to it. So I knew that I must move on. With "tiny" hugs and kisses, I left each cherub at the cranberry bush, moving on to the fountain area.
I then realized that I was kneeling beside the fountain and Hombay was before me. He was speaking to me as he took water in his cupped hand. While he spoke, he washed me in the sense of a Baptism with his effort. Hombay was telling me of what I should expect when I stepped out into the "Channel of the Universe", and he told me how I should behave in an attitude of ceremony and ritual when I did it.
When I was ready for my ritual, the progression moved slowly out of the wooded fountain area. But I found myself approaching the chasm with no recollection between the fountain and the edge, though I know there is quite a distance between the two. I did notice a pinnacle, or a plank like protrusion reaching out from this edge. It was similar in fashion to a diving board that would hang out over a swimming pool. I stepped upon the plank.
With all eyes upon me, a sensation of dizziness swept over me. Although I knew there was supposed to be some kind of bottom to this valley, I found it impossible to think of the "Channel" as nothing less than a bottomless pit.
I spoke loudly to the witnesses - and out loud in the meditation room too: "I step forth at this time to prove my undying faith in the divine power of transformation. I step forth to prove that as living beings, we do not have to - we are not required to - hold on to negative energy. I am here to dispel all of my negativeness; all that is bad in my composition as Byron, and as Lord Viskey, I cast it all away to the healing power of my Creator."
As I stepped off into the chasm, I shouted, "Father take me!", and I began to float buoyantly in a shining white energy field. I felt tingly and light headed as I remained there bobbing and floating, and "giving" myself as an offering to the power that transforms all. I felt as if various molecules went flying away from me; as if they were individually being ripped away from my soul. The closest describable sensation to this that I can come up with, is that it reminded me of what a carbonated soft drink would feel while releasing its bubbles to the inside of a drinking glass - and how they would manifest out of nothingness along the glass's inner edges. Then, when these "bubble molecules" get big enough, they would let loose and go streaming upward just to disintegrate on the surface.
I stepped back to the landing of my sanctuary and felt incredibly weakened and anxious to return to my physical state of awareness. There were entities covering me with robes or gowns or something, as I knelt with my back to the precipice. Tired and drained, I returned to this "earth awareness" by means of following the trail that I had generated by my "grounding energy" at the beginning of the meditation.
My meditation for this day was over with.
Going into meditation today, I used the grounding and running energy exercise and dwelled awhile on my chakras in a manner of expanding their energy. Once that was accomplished, I began to arrange my attention on the seating within the "threshold" to my sanctuary (gazebo). In gathering myself, I began to see that there were a few people all around the area, mingling with one another and discussing I know not what. Eventually, as I sat there, people began to look up and I could hear many beginning to speak in a whispering hush that eventually got louder; "He's here." I knew that they were looking at me.
Andrew, Amondu and Cerise had greeted me while I was within the gazebo, and a couple of people came up to one of the four windows (the opposite one from where I sat) and spoke to me "greetings" from it as if we were just "neighbors talking across a yard fence". It was casual and friendly.
After a brief interruption by my cocker spaniel, I made efforts to shut the meditation room door and smudged myself once again. After regaining my meditative composure, I found myself once again at sanctuary, only I was sitting at a wide table overlooking it. The gazebo was far off to my left. In physical measurements, I'd say at about 200 feet away from this table. From where I sat, looking almost directly ahead, I could see the cranberry bush where the cherubs lived and the pathway crossing in front of it to the right. The cherub bush had to be at least eighty feet away from where I sat. I could also see the path curving back behind it from the left side of view, towards the place where I knew the fountain was hidden by the bushes and small trees. From these observations, I had to be facing "east" at my sanctuary. I also noticed the ridge that marked the "Channel to the Universe" in front of us, but much farther to the right than I've looked upon it before. It caught my attention because a few individuals were sitting on its precipice with their feet dangling over the edge. This concerned me, and I asked someone beside me if they would be all right.
My answer came from Hombay who indicated that, "yes; they were all right." And then he added, "in fact, that is the main attraction for you being here."
I looked at him and I noticed a body wearing a light, sky blue colored outfit, that was incredibly sheer and weightlessly light in composition. It was an attractive thing which was reminiscent of the clothing Barbara Eden had worn in her series, "I Dream of Jeanie," that aired back in the sixties on television. Also noticed was the fact that Hombay only had one large eye in the middle of his head, which wasn't distracting at all.
I was about to explore who else was sitting at the table with me when Hombay got up and began to address the crowd. Although I cannot rewrite with total accuracy, I'll try to indicate what was said:
"Appreciated attendees, and all of you generous souls. Thank-you for coming today in honor of our valued guest, Lord Viskey. Through previous arrangements, Viskey is here today, to show us his valuable attention towards purifying his organism through the benevolent hand of God's Universal Power. In a few moments, Viskey will offer his entire being to "The Channel Of The Universe" and renounce all of his possessivety of negative energy. Through his courage and faith, he will allow all 'bad' energy acquired in the earth plane and lower energy fields, to be given in a compassionate offering to the universe, so that it may be recycled into something else positive and ultimately more useful in God's universal Heaven."
As he turned towards me, I knew that the crowd would ultimately expect a few words from me before the event - an event that not even I was sure of, procedure nor outcome.
Although I am not fond of public speaking, and despite the bewilderment of what was going on with this event about to unfold, a sense of inspiration came over me as I stood to meet the eyes of this crowd. Before I spoke, I remember looking to find some familiar faces, but few came into view - the exceptions being my "ever present" Andrew, Cerise and Amondu who were near by. At once, I became aware that I was - in fact - the Lord of these people. I became aware that they required some simile of guidance from either my lips or my actions, and so I began to speak, in what I felt was a measured tone and thoughtful prose:
"My good people. Thank-you for coming today in order to witness my exercise in self-discipline. We are all aware - or at least, we should be - of the nature of what we are composed of, as sentient beings. We are composed of consistent experiences that are absorbed into what makes us unique, individual, souls. Some of these experiences settle in with negative connotations that usurp our capabilities of divine evolution. We allow negative energy to remain, for far too long, in our nature. So much so, that it can coalesce into functions of which we begin to believe, are necessary to preserve our very identities.
It is my duty to all of you today, to prove that misconceptions such as this, can be removed with serious attention given to the effort to do so. As I step forward into the dark and scary chasm of our personal ignorances, I step forward into the divine enlightenment that Creator's ever present energy is there to protect and carry our souls forward with. It is our destiny and obligation to move into beauty, grace, and compassion. As I step forth, I ask you all to witness the beneficial release of negative energy, which ultimately will allow all of our souls to be saved."
I can remember cheers arising from the crowd. And I remember the sensation that what I spoke had genuinely reached the people. The next memory was that I began to move towards the pathway, that lead to the hidden fountain. The people were aware that I had to complete my preparations for what I was about to do, so they moved out in a manner to allow me to walk the course that I was taking.
In leaving the table area, I was met with the "electric" personality of AnnaBelle who, in her wild mannerism bid me good luck and encouragement. I could make out her chocolate colored face and skin, and I could see into her beautiful dark brown eyes that always seemed wild and excited about everything happening around her. We spoke briefly of earthly things like the Nebraska football which, since I could remember, she had always been a huge fan of. But I felt that I needed to move onward.
It seemed too, that Andrew was beside me as we moved slowly through the parting crowd and along the pathway, and I questioned how many guests were in attendance and pondered on how they might have arrived. In our movement, I was taken to a ridge, beyond which, a lower steppe of this high mountain meadow could be seen. On that lower plateau of my sanctuary, I could see a bunch of spirit ships occupying the mountain meadow. They rested in loose rows, as if it they were parked for a rural county fair or something. It surprised me to see so many, but the amount didn't seem to match the count of the guests.
As it turned out, most of the guests were in child form, and they seemed more interested in playing and exploring the expanse of my sanctuary than in the more "grown up" business of this ceremony, but it wasn't a matter of concern; just an observation. I turned and I looked upon a group of youngsters which were tightly grouped in a clearing between some trees. Every once in a while, I would see the motion of them spreading out and shouting with glee. Arms would raise in the air, and then I would notice a bird flying out of the crowd of children. I moved in closer to get a better view, and then I could see - there was a goose-like bird laying eggs right on the ground and then walking away in the circle the children composed around it. Once the egg was laid, one child or another, would rush in and pick up the egg. In a moment, after the child raised the egg above their head, it would burst open. At the same time that it showered them with sparkling egg shell material, a baby goose-like bird (I'm not calling it a "gosling" because there wasn't that much similarity) would fly up and away, leading me to understand that this was the reason all the kids were shouting with glee.
And then, I noticed off to the side, in the direction to where the baby birds would fly, there were two young boys sitting in the limbs of a small tree. They looked to be about seven or eight years old, and each was clutching as many baby birds as they could hold in their arms. I approached both of them, and at that moment, they paused at what they were doing. They must have thought that I was going to reprimand them. Once they realized I was only curious, and meant no harm, they began to open up to me and told me that they were collecting all the animals they could, so they could give them a home where the boys had come from. I realized that they were brothers and the older one on the right said his name was Mica. The younger one to the left said his name was Jehwa. I tried to remember them, and would like to try another meditation to see if I can find them again.
It was important to me to stop by the cherub bush, and I considered how many Cherubs were here. Standing in close proximity to the bush which grew right at the edge of the path, each one "popped" out from the thick leaf cover, one right after another. And I could hear in my mind, "six!"; "seven!"; "eight!". Even though I heard the number, I couldn't tell whether it was just me counting, or if it was them. My cherubs had indicated that they were going to show me something, so I halted a while longer to watch what was about to occur.
In past meditations, these little tikes were normally seen completely nude, and in distinctly different coloration, when they fluttered about the cranberry bush in which they lived. This time, while hovering in mid air, only a few inches away from my face, I was amused to see each one appear with tiny little costumes folded up in their arms. Each costume had very pretty colors and patterns on it, but they were indistinct while the cherubs hurried to unfold them. Immediately, after each cherub "shook out" their outfit, they wiggled around until they got inside of it. Once there, I could finally tell that each one was a tiny little butterfly costume. It was so cute to see each cherub - merely six inches in height, fluttering their tiny wings and maneuvering into their costumes in mid air. Amazingly, once they were inside them, the butterfly wings of the costumes began to flutter too, as if each cherub's original wings were activating the wings of the costume which they wore.
When all were clothed in their tiny butterfly outfits, they began to flit and fly about as if setting up the perimeters of their mid air stage. Next, they began to fly apart and back together creating letters in mid air by various contortions and acrobatic gripping of each other's arms and legs. While they performed their acrobatics, I was supposed to be spelling the words that each of their "letter shaped" positionings were making. The show of individual, capitalized, letters unfolded in this way:
"A" - "N" - "G" - "E" - "L" - "S"; "A" - "R" - "E"; "W" - "I" - "T" -"H"; "Y" - "O" - "U"
And I must admit that I expected it by the time the word "are" was being spelled out. But what I didn't expect was at the moment that they got to the last letter, it was a quick action that all of them in unison, flew towards me - remaining in the same proximity to each other which made the letter shape enlarge to a size which surrounded me in an instant. Somehow, these little characters had the strength to lift me by remaining as this "saddle" shaped letter - I was in a cradle, shaped like the letter, "U"!
At once, I was swept up into a definite sense of weightlessness - if only for a brief moment, before they set me down laughing and giggling and flying to and fro in a state of ecstatic accomplishment.
I was impressed too.
After shedding their costumes, I was curious as to where about in the shrub, did they stay. On the back side of the bush, I saw an open hollow area, from where they would sit and gaze out to the expanse of our sanctuary. I turned my view as if to follow the line of sight that they would have over the terrain, and the next thing I noticed was the area where my fountain was. It was as if this were beckoning me to it. So I knew that I must move on. With "tiny" hugs and kisses, I left each cherub at the cranberry bush, moving on to the fountain area.
I then realized that I was kneeling beside the fountain and Hombay was before me. He was speaking to me as he took water in his cupped hand. While he spoke, he washed me in the sense of a Baptism with his effort. Hombay was telling me of what I should expect when I stepped out into the "Channel of the Universe", and he told me how I should behave in an attitude of ceremony and ritual when I did it.
When I was ready for my ritual, the progression moved slowly out of the wooded fountain area. But I found myself approaching the chasm with no recollection between the fountain and the edge, though I know there is quite a distance between the two. I did notice a pinnacle, or a plank like protrusion reaching out from this edge. It was similar in fashion to a diving board that would hang out over a swimming pool. I stepped upon the plank.
With all eyes upon me, a sensation of dizziness swept over me. Although I knew there was supposed to be some kind of bottom to this valley, I found it impossible to think of the "Channel" as nothing less than a bottomless pit.
I spoke loudly to the witnesses - and out loud in the meditation room too: "I step forth at this time to prove my undying faith in the divine power of transformation. I step forth to prove that as living beings, we do not have to - we are not required to - hold on to negative energy. I am here to dispel all of my negativeness; all that is bad in my composition as Byron, and as Lord Viskey, I cast it all away to the healing power of my Creator."
As I stepped off into the chasm, I shouted, "Father take me!", and I began to float buoyantly in a shining white energy field. I felt tingly and light headed as I remained there bobbing and floating, and "giving" myself as an offering to the power that transforms all. I felt as if various molecules went flying away from me; as if they were individually being ripped away from my soul. The closest describable sensation to this that I can come up with, is that it reminded me of what a carbonated soft drink would feel while releasing its bubbles to the inside of a drinking glass - and how they would manifest out of nothingness along the glass's inner edges. Then, when these "bubble molecules" get big enough, they would let loose and go streaming upward just to disintegrate on the surface.
I stepped back to the landing of my sanctuary and felt incredibly weakened and anxious to return to my physical state of awareness. There were entities covering me with robes or gowns or something, as I knelt with my back to the precipice. Tired and drained, I returned to this "earth awareness" by means of following the trail that I had generated by my "grounding energy" at the beginning of the meditation.
My meditation for this day was over with.