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A reader of Application of Impossible Things has asked a question that seems like it might interest others. He said to me:
“We all must have a ‘team of personalities’ [how I identified guides, helpers, angels, whatever you want to call them]. Any thoughts on how we may better access or communicate with them here in our physicality?
“The thought that came to me is for one thing, we probably need to quiet down our thoughts before any new information can come in. And then perhaps also ask them to reveal themselves?”
Quieting the mind does matter, because how will you hear anyone else when your mind is chattering away? This isn’t an easy thing to do sometimes. I have tricks that I use for myself if my mind doesn’t want to shut down. I explain to it what I’m doing as if it were separate from me; I give it a time frame to take care of its anticipation and expectations; then I give it assurance. I tell it that nothing will fall to pieces if the chatter stops for ten or twenty or thirty minutes, and at the end of that half hour we’ll address all those things it’s chattering about.
If you think about it for a few minutes, you can probably come up with your own ways to still your mind, even if just for a few minutes.
Another way to connect with our teams of personalities is to pay attention. Pay attention to what you’re doing in the present. When we do things with attention, we become aware of what’s around us, what might be repeating in our lives, or “coincidences.” Have you seen some reference to one thing quite often in one day? Does that have a message for you? Pay attention to your dreams. Pay attention to words or themes that repeat themselves.
Try automatic writing. At first you’ll probably be self-conscious and think, “This is bullshit!” but keep at it, writing a stream of consciousness. After awhile you may find that a new kind of thought is entering your mind when you do this. You may find yourself answering your own questions, or receiving whole concepts as if they’re instantly implanted in your mind.
A few friends of mine do intense dream analysis. This may appeal to some people. At one point in the past I was interested in remembering my dreams. I set an alarm to wake myself three times each night, and when I woke I’d write down what I remembered of my dreams. Soon I didn’t need the alarm; I just woke after each dream. I’d jot down a couple of words, telling myself that these words would trigger full memory, then I’d go back to sleep. Dream interpreters have developed a very elaborate language of symbols that may assist you in building a language of communication with your team of personalities; or you may develop your own language of symbols. You may find yourself having direct communication with your team in dreams.
Meditation works for many, whether guided or free-flowing. Ask to communicate with your team. If you don’t get an answer right away, keep trying. I’ve found that sometimes when I ask for an answer and think I’m not getting one, I’m looking in the wrong place. If I’m focused on squinting down the road at the building on the horizon, expecting my answer to be there, I’m not even going to hear someone calling out to me from behind. If I’m expecting to hear or see something, I might miss the fact that I’m feeling something quite intensely or clearly. Someone once said to me, “Meditation doesn’t work for me. I don’t see anything – it’s just black.” I asked if the black had a quality: was it velvety? Scary? Warm? Nervous? The black is something – what is it? The next thing I asked was whether this person had asked for visual communication, or had tried simply turned on the light – it’s okay to turn on the light with your imagination. Imagination is creation … it’s real. Something to think about…
Some people have found powerful direct communication with their team during workshops. Shamanism, Monroe Institute Hemi-sync exercises, guided visualization, yoga, Zen meditation …
I think that everyone has or develops their own ways of communicating with their team of personalities, guides, helpers, advisers, aspects of their Whole Self. These are just a few examples of what you might try if you’re interested in opening up a more conscious communication with them. If one doesn’t work, try a different one. If none of them work, be imaginative and come up with your own. Do you like to find little things on the ground when you walk? Ask them to communicate through the objects that you find. Do you like to read? Ask them a question, close your eyes and open a book to a random page, stick your finger down on the page then open your eyes to read the passage.
Choose or make up things that sound like fun, and have fun doing them. We tend to be very goal oriented, business-like in our adulthood. But think of how little children learn. When they want to do something, they jump right in and try it. If they don’t succeed, they try it again, or try it a different way. There’s no “failure,” it is what it is. One thing works, another doesn’t, the thing that didn’t work is left behind.
Find ways to laugh at and with yourself as you explore. I’m pretty sure your team is laughing, so you might as well join in the fun. It’s also a good way to connect with your team: humor. The sacred is also profane and nutty. Don’t go whispering to them in a church-voice if you don’t feel like it. Shout at them. Assume they can hear you and tell them a joke. Talk to them as you go about the business of the day.
I think that our teams want clearer communication with us, too, so it’s not going to be a one-way street. If everyone is trying, sooner or later you’ll hear each other.
M wrote this note to me a couple of weeks after I did a reading for her over the phone. The note explains some of the topics that she was concerned with when she called me. She has graciously agreed that I could post this – thank you, and woo-hoo, M! You’re rocking it … !
“I just wanted to tell you that I got a job!!!!!!!!!!!
“This all happened very quickly. I saw an ad on LinkedIn last Thursday for a [job position] with a big A/E/C company of 6,000 employees. I responded, fill out a questionnaire from their HR Recruiter, and also on their website. Turns out their Director of [X] was in [my town] for a few days, and wanted to meet with me. I interviewed with them last Friday (4 people), and it went very well. Over the weekend, they asked for references, and salary requirements. I got the call yesterday that they want me to come onboard!!!!
“I have to tell you a few things: First, I found out yesterday that my extended unemployment benefits are ending this Saturday, July 7th. This is a state-wide mandate. I had read about this happening a few weeks ago (when we spoke) but thought it would end in September for me. I had no idea this was going to happen so quickly.
“Secondly, I had a bout of fear last Weds. Bad. Got really upset about things not moving forward. And then I remembered what you had said…that my spirit had a few jobs lined up for me, and all I had to do was open the door. I starting thinking about what that really meant, and what came up was all this fear about working again, because I had lost a few jobs in the recent past, and went thru the mill emotionally with it all. The last f/t job I had I was fired in, which turned out to be a big blessing in disguise (terrible company), and justice was served to the people who tried to do me in… they got fired, too, 6 months later. 🙂 I realized that I had to own what I’ve done in the past, in terms of accomplishment… that I really was good at it, and that I had to blow through my fear and nail this job. I also went to church that day and prayed for help in doing this.
“And when it came time for my interview last Friday, I was determined to nail the interview.
“I think that’s what you meant by opening the door, Natalie. Being ready. Knowing I can do it, and wanting it to happen. Up to that point, I had been ambivalent, and wasn’t addressing it properly.
“So… the Universe heard my requests to stay in my home, help me find a decent job, and to find it fast. And OMG, was this fast!!!!
“Natalie – God bless you. I have shared this story with a few of my friends, about our reading, and they are blown away. I am now a FIRM believer of all that is possible, but more importantly, in trusting and in knowing that the Universe is trying to always help us.
“I cannot get over the perfect timing of all this. Uncanny, and not of this world.
“You gave me many tools to help my life move forward, and I’m using them. And becoming very aware of how to push fear aside and trust.
“Bless your heart. And thank you. xox”
thanks M – very cool story of creating your world by applying “impossible” things 🙂
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A new television show called the unXplained will air starting in August on the Biography Channel.
This is the show that filmed a Lifelines program at The Monroe Institute in March 2012, which I attended. During that Lifelines program, we thirteen participants “retrieved souls” who were stuck.
At least three of the individuals that I helped during the Lifelines program have been identified in historical records. The names, dates and places that they either lived, died, or both were matched up.
The film crew came to my home two weeks ago to conduct more interviews with me concerning those three individuals as well as talk to me about my experiences in Iraq, and follow me around while I did “normal” things (ugh! 😛 ).
I’ll post dates for the Monroe Institute show(s) that I’m included in when the producers let me know the dates …
To find out more about the unXplained, follow the link below.
During a Monroe Institute workshop that I attended earlier this year, the facilitator suggested that if we felt as if we weren’t getting anything during the meditations (visual images, messages, communication, whatever), that we prime the pump by imagining something, then following it.
She paused for a moment, looking around the room with a small smile. “I love doing this workshop in Australia,” she told us. “In Australia I can say use your imagination, and no one stares at me like I’ve just suggested you all cheat on a test. Americans assume that imagination is not real. The Australians don’t have that hang up.” I looked around the room. People’s faces were polite blanks, like they were waiting for a punch line, explanation or assurance. The perplexed energy was palpable. You could feel their question: “But is it real? How do you tell?”
I’ve had similar questions from friends and clients, people curious about how I do my psychic readings, or how I trust information that I receive through non-physical means: How do you tell what’s imagination and what’s real?
It’s a valid question, but only because we’ve been taught and believe that there’s a difference between imagination (not real) and reality, whether that reality is the physical world or visions, messages, or other “spiritual” or non-physical communication.
About ten years ago my father had a severe heart attack. In Florida at the time, I immediately jumped on a plane to get to South Dakota where my father was supposedly dying. During a layover in Houston, I sat down and calmed myself. Closing my eyes, I imagined being with my father. I immediately found him wafting around over the Southwest, looking a little confused or lacking purpose. Getting his attention, I told him that he needed to get back to his body and make a decision; he needed to decide whether to stay with the body and heal it, or move on. I told him that either one was fine, but the decision was his so it would be good to get back to South Dakota. He nodded and moved back to his body, and I had the sense that he wanted to stay and heal this body.
When I opened my eyes, I knew that I had really found my father. My conversation with him had been vivid and real. Over the next couple of days, however, immersed in the family worry and the reserved pessimism of the medical doctors, part of me began to wonder if my conversation with him had just been my imagination.
As my father stabilized and before his six-bypass surgery, I found myself alone in the hospital room with him when he was fairly lucid. I decided to ask whether he remembered anything about where he’d gone after the heart attack. He thought for a moment, then said, “Yeah, I was flying around the Southwest.”
When we set our imaginations free, we can imagine anything. Think of the infinity of possibilities available for our imaginations to choose from. Why do we choose this thing to imagine?
I’ve learned that what pops into my imagination pops into my imagination for a reason. Even what I choose to imagine, what I deliberately pick out of the infinity of options then deliberately direct and rearrange and edit and re-imagine, comes for a reason.
Communication may not always be so direct and clear as the communication with my father happened to be, but what we imagine is not random. You don’t have to believe that. I wouldn’t recommend trying to convince yourself to believe it, arguing with yourself or brainwashing yourself into believing it because I say so it must be true (I am not your authority – you are!). It’s not a matter of faith. Try it. Test it. Play with it. When you begin to do that, you’ll eventually discover that it’s true, and know it through experience. Try priming the pump with your imagination.
About thirty years ago while I was in Spain, I sat at a café with a young man who was very outgoing and therefore intimidating to me because I was shy. I was half paralyzed with nerves when he said to me, “Don’t think, just tell me a word.” I did. He said it again, and I gave him another word. I think we ended up with ten words or so. The words all rather inexplicably had to do with the Pope, blood, guns, and Rome.
About one week later, Pope John Paul II was shot.
Twenty years ago I wrote a novel about a woman recovering from loss and injuries. Friends and family reading it now are blown away (haha) by the many parallels and details that match up with my having been blown up in Iraq. Was the story “just” my imagination?
It may be that “imagined” scenes highlight one issue, idea or theme; they may be revealing of a belief; it may be one symbol that has to be unpacked. Some details may be accurate and others may not be. The imagination may be a dense and rich scene that has to be pondered a bit to find the core. Or the imagined may have pieces of “true” or “real” tarted up within scenes to make them acceptable to our conscious minds.
I’ve played with the reality of imagination for many years, so usually I can tell that this is important and that is junk. I can deliberately create, or I can deliberately read someone else’s creations. I can get one flash and unpack it. I can deliberately set my intention that this is imagination and that is fantasy (i.e. I don’t want this to actually happen to me – I’m just exploring it in a fantasy). Not always, but often enough.
I’ve developed my own language of imagination. I’ve developed little tests of perception that work for me (turning the white robed beings into monsters, for instance, as described in Application of Impossible Things). I’m not unique – you can do this yourself.
As you continue to pay attention to your own imagination, I suspect that you’ll begin to understand the language that you use to communicate with yourself. You’ll learn where to look: through “seeing” or hearing, feeling or sensing. You’ll probably begin to understand symbols, not unlike analyzing dreams. You’ll probably begin to discern what is “true” within imagined scenes and what is overlaid on them by your conscious mind, or what is window dressing to make the information entertaining to your mind. You’ll likely begin to notice little flashes of “imagination” that come to you out of the blue and learn to unpack them.
You don’t have to believe that imagination is real. Test it for yourself if you’re interested. Prove it. Try priming the pump with imagination. Explore.
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When I first began specifically searching out books on the expanded awareness, paranormal, psi, and related subjects, I was turned off. The shelves are stuffed with Do-It-Yourself 10 step, 3 step, truth and magic moments. I had no way of discerning what was good. what was fluff, or what was flat-out junk.
If you have the same problem, check out my recommended reading list – it’s a Page on this website, located on the sidebar to the right.
Here’s my current criteria in choosing a book:
– If a person I trust and respect recommends it, I’ll try it.
– If a person that I know, trust, and respect wrote it, I’ll try it.
– If there’s a PhD or MD after the name of the author, I’ll investigate it further.
– If I find an author that I like, I read other books by that author.
– If it has “step/s” in the title, forget it.
– If it falls off the shelf at my feet or the book glows when I look at it, buy it.
I’m attracted or repulsed by book covers, for better or worse. As an artist, I’m insulted by most of them. I’ve had to get beyond that, as most psi-related books have, in my opinion, stupid, ugly, or downright embarrassing covers. (I’m trying to prepare myself for the cover of my own book to be published next year – I’ll undoubtedly consider it atrocious.) What I’m saying is that if you’re like me, you might want to work on this issue – or get a Kindle or something.
Happy exploring …
Physicists know how to make things invisible.
When I was about five or six years old, my mom, dad, brother, sister and I played hide and seek at my grandmother’s house in a small town in South Dakota. During one round (the last round!), I hid under my grandmother’s bed, against the wall near the headboard.
My brother was the seeker, and he came to look under the bed fairly early in the game. I vividly remember him lifting the edge of the bedspread, and how I pulled deeply back into myself, hoping he wouldn’t see me. I didn’t move my physical body at all. I pulled my energy, my presence, back deeply within myself. When my brother looked right at me without changing his expression, then dropped the bedspread and walked away, I was stunned. I was trying to make myself invisible, but I didn’t know it would work.
As time went on, my brother found everyone else. (Now that I think about this game, I miss it – hide and seek is a great game! Do kids still play this??) Eventually everyone was found except me. By this time I was drowsy, drifting on the edge of sleep. I had been hiding for what must have been nearly an hour. Hovering on the edge of sleep, I could hear the family talking to each other, wondering where I could be. They all began to search again. First my sister came to look under the bed. Just as my brother had, she looked right at me without any change of expression, dropped the edge of the bedspread and walked away. My mother did the same thing. My father did the same.
Eventually they gave up, and I crawled out on my own. They asked where I was, and when I told them they insisted that I was not hiding under the bed; they had all looked under the bed. I explained that they had all looked right at me – or through me. That was it. We went on about our business.
I’ve experienced other examples of this ability. Lately I’ve been thinking about how I do it.
I’m remembering instances in social situations when I’m distracted or turned deeply into my own thoughts. I’m still tracking what’s going on around me, but I’m not really there. I’m in a no-time, no-space place pursuing something that has nothing to do with the physical world. People will say, “Where’d Seren go?” looking all around when I’m standing right there between two of them. Could it be that by pulling one’s energy completely into onesself, no leaks, we become invisible?
My perception of it is that in some rare cases I come very close to de-materializing my physical body.
I know, that sounds impossible, so it sounds impossibly stupid. But anything physical is actually just an organized collection of energy, so if you can control the energy you should be able to dematerialize or materialize things. Thought/will controls energy, so focusing thought/will in a certain way can make you … invisible.
More often, however, I would describe what I do as “closing” my energy. We Americans have a worldwide reputation for being open. This is said with the implication that we’re socially open, like big friendly dogs, but social openness is just a symptom of being energetically open. It can be a good thing. Certainly in the proper context and with consciousness and control of it, this is a generous and graceful trait. It can also be inappropriate, annoyingly bothersome, or downright intrusive. We are not alone, though. Most of the population of the world in present time has poor control of their personal energies. We blast it, push it, attach it to others, poke and punch and prod with it. We dig around in others’ spaces and tangle our energies with others with no regard for boundaries. At the very least, we leak it, which can be equally unwelcome.
I do all of these things. I’m a product of the culture, as are we all. I’ve just had the fortune to have instants when I do remember how to control my energy, and I apply some effort toward learning to do it more often, without thought or effort.
Cloaking is another way to make myself invisible. This seems to have to do with controlling the energy at the boundaries of my space, or aura. I suspect that it could be done by gathering energy and creating a cloak that’s entirely separate from one’s personal energy, as well.
Whichever way I do it, it’s no wonder our culture would think it’s impossible to make yourself (or anything else) invisible. We don’t control our personal energy – because most of wesern culture insists that it doesn’t even exist. If we don’t acknowledge it and try to understand it, control it, and use it, we become victims of our power, and victims of our own ignorant mess.
To people sensitive to energies – whether they explain it as that or something else (intuitive, mystic, sensitive in general, mentally ill), the ignorance and consequent inability to control one’s own energy creates a chaotic, disharmonious, sloppy, constant and unbearable noise that underlies (or overwhelms) everything in the physical dimension. It’s no wonder many people are emotionally and mentally unstable or disturbed – or just uncomfortable with themselves or their environment. If you aren’t willing to dive right in and participate in the cacophony, and you’re unable to close down enough to function well within it, the chaos can be debilitating.
Science is catching up. Physicists now knows of ways to make entire events invisible. National Geographic has recently posted an article about one experiment in this field:
Objects have already been “cloaked” using sound, and using light. Now British scientists are exploring the possibility of cloaking entire events.
When I read this article, I felt a physical shock. The surprise of that shock revealed to me my own limitations of belief: I didn’t believe that science would find a physical way to do this. I thought it could only be done with the mind/thought/will.
Lots of ideas and connections are swirling around in my mind now … the story of Joshua destroying Jericho with sound; turning into a fish; moving back in time – or forward in time – into an event …
Making myself invisible is related to these things. Each requires focus, will, intention, and control of energy.
Being a fish, water, a mountain, a chair, a stone, cloud, animal, or a lamp requires a certain level of control over personal energy. I’ve done this sort of thing since I was a child, and assumed everyone knew about it and practiced it. I’m sure everyone does do it, but equally sure that few do it consciously.
Moving back or forward in time is also simply accomplished with a certain control of personal energy. If I smooth my own energy, bring it all into myself to focus myself intensely in self-contained beingness, and intend to be invisible, that would describe how I go invisible. If I smooth and focus then turn inside out, I have access to other realities. When I smooth and focus on being a leaf – or a stone, a cat, a building, water, anything – I can enter into and participate in the consciousness of that object.
(Sidenote: Is that what people refer to as shape-shifting? A couple people have described their own similar experiences and called it shape-shifting. But my understanding is that this is not full shape-shifting. I’ve almost become or shifted, physically, into being an animal – it’s a very different feeling, and requires a very different level of personal energy manipulation. That’s what I call shape-shifting. I’m never sure what people mean when they say, “I can shape shift.” ??)
In any case, building machines with lasers and building machines to make sound barriers seems almost appallingly primitive to me in the context of my experiences. I’m glad that it’s happening, though – quite excited, actually – because I believe that it brings us one step closer to acknowledging that we don’t need machines to do it. We simply need to understand, control, and use our own consciousness.
I believe that we all know this – we’ve just forgotten it, lost in the cacophony.
Back in the dark ages of high school, we were a tight group of friends that met and hung out at church. Although that might imply a pious group, we spent as much time pushing boundaries as we did praying. We played poker in the church office before services (of course for money – what would be the point if no money were involved??), smuggled vodka into overnight retreats, played charades in the choir loft during sermons, and explored our sexuality in the basement classrooms. We believed in God and knew Jesus – we just also believed in ourselves and the joys of exploring the physical world. We loved to laugh.
At some point a new young woman joined our church and became one of our youth counselors, as we called them. The youth counselors watched over us (haha) on retreats, work camps, and canoe trips. They helped us organize bake sales and car washes. They were ostensibly the Youth Pastor’s assistants, although they just as often acted as our allies – buying our liquor, listening to our secrets, kissing us, leading us into temptation …
This new member of our group, whom I’ll call Martha, brought with her a child-like enthusiasm for life. She was passionate and intense. Somewhere along the line she’d learned and experimented with affirmations, and immediately set out to teach us what she knew.
We first learned a rote set of affirmations:
God loves me, therefore I love myself.
I see God in everyone, therefore … hm. I’ll remember these in the middle of the night tonight, I’m sure …
We decided that if this worked, we should be able to manifest things in the physical world, not just in our hearts and minds. We set out to prove the premise. Three of us got together one day and batted around ideas: what should we manifest? We decided that it should be a simple thing, common but not happening often. It should be something that would be obvious to us when it happened.
On Sunday afternoons we all met at a field next to the church to play soccer – the youth counselors, friends of their age, and most of the members of our group. We decided that we would affirm that someone would offer a pack of gum around the group during or after the soccer game. This had never happened, and in fact we didn’t really remember anyone in the soccer gang ever chewing gum at all.
We crafted our affirmation carefully, suspecting that vague words or a fuzzy idea would create a vague or fuzzy outcome. I don’t remember the affirmation as we stated it – thirty five years and a hard knock to the head, who would remember? But I’ll recreate a similar affirmation:
“A person will offer sticks of gum to each person present at the soccer game at (location) on (date).”
We began the affirmation on a Monday or Tuesday, as I remember. Once a day we each spent five minutes with eyes closed, repeating the affirmation silently to ourselves, and imagining someone handing out sticks of gum.
Sunday rolled around and the soccer game got underway after lunch. Frankly, I was so involved with the game, I had forgotten all about our experiment. The other two affirmers admitted the same thing: none of us were looking for an outcome.
Then Andy pulled a pack of gum out of his pocket and started wandering around offering everyone a piece out of the pack.
I think the three of us probably looked like landed fish, mouths hanging open and blank looks on our faces.
It worked. Our affirmation was affirmed. Which set off further explorations. We played with manifestation and creation, forever changing our expectations and assumptions about reality.
Some of our experiments didn’t work, some worked beautifully, some manifested with unexpected results as we’d left out details or forgot to include repercussions of the manifestation. At the time, I couldn’t figure out why some things worked and others didn’t. I even became wary of creating, as the creations could seem to manifest unexpected consequences.
Over the years I’ve discovered and remembered some reasons for some of those glitches. Probably not all of them, but I’ll pass along what I know:
1. Wording is critical. The energy is literal.
2. Instill the words and intent with emotion. The energy responds to passion.
3. Examine your beliefs: if you affirm money yet believe money is evil or corrupts people, you won’t get the money.
4. Admit your reservations: if you think this won’t work, say “I don’t think this will work, but I’m willing to learn that it does.”
5. The more people affirming it, the more likely it is to manifest. When energy focus is joined with others, the power of the energy is exponential.
6. Let go of the outcome. I’ll say that again: Let go of the outcome.
Try it for yourself … give yourself permission to create miracles.