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Project X Newsletter Expanded, issue #40 June 27, 20001. Opening Words - Alexander Aldarow
2. A Journey to the Halls of Amenti - Tania
3. The Civilizations from the First Time - Rene
4. Rose - anonymous / author unknown
5. A Definition of Unconditional Love - anonymous / author unknown
6. Asylum of The Undead: Part III - Of Darkness and Light - Mark Andrews
7. Closing Words
Opening Words (view on a separate page)
Author: Alexander Aldarow (all articles by this author) We are living in the times of constant shifts.
The outcome of today is not preset. There are numerous of possible
futures. We are the ones affecting the tomorrow, with our thoughts, decisions,
actions, creations; it's the domino effect, chain reaction, name your metaphor.
It's a very complex equation, this entire collective consciousness, stretching
in all directions of time and space. Many of us still need to rise outside
our personal perspective and observe the bigger picture, the wholesome
scheme of things and events. Don't say "What can I do?", since every contribution
to the global development counts.
I remember reading a while ago about the "hundredth monkey" phenomenon.
A group of scientists on an island was feeding, day after day, the local
monkeys with delicious fruits. The trick was that after a while the fruits
were purposely dirtied. Well, shortly enough, one of the monkeys, after
expecting the fruit in a hygienic view, decided to wash it. Then, a second
monkey learnt doing it (from the first one, or by itself), then a third
one, and so on. At certain point of the experiment, let's say, there were
99 monkeys who washed their fruits. When a hundredth monkey learnt to do
so - WHEN CONSCIOUSNESS HAS REACHED A CRITICAL MASS - all of the island's
monkeys immediately knew the secret of the fruit-washing... and so all
the monkeys on the other neighboring islands!!!
What prompted me to speak of this issue? The previous issue of the
newsletter, actually. There were so many responses to it, ot each and every
single article. Sister Hebe and myself agree that subjects that were represented
there, they way they where served, assisted all of us reaching that critical
mass, and clear some mess up for the humanity. Because more or less the
minute I clicked on "Send" and mailed PXN # 39, Syrian President Asad had
a lethal seizure.
We cannot go on into the promised Golden Age, while carrying with us
the negative values of the old world. This is why two rivaling sisters,
South Korea and North Korea, have finally reached their arms to embrace
each other, after years of unnecessary separation. This is why there are
unsteadiness and turbulences in Israeli government. This is why yesterday
it was announced that there was a significant break-through in decoding
the human genom - as we approach our spiritual self, we must understand
the secrets of our physical counterparts. So should we mourn the death
of Asad, the way we weep the tragedies of all passings? I wouldn't. We
was an old world's tyrant, who brought his country to the brink of poverty
and underdevelopment, who was constantly conflicting with his neighbors
- Lebanon, Turkey, Israel. The collective consciousness has decided to
move on, and it wasn't in his favor.
And the green was flourishing in the heart of desert.
I would like to quote now from a letter of our reader from Singapore,
Lee Koon Wui:
"As you know, our world is heading into a new spiritual era, and it
will be most glorious. Glorious in the sense that the soul group of humanity
will accelerate it's learning, it's vibration. But there are so much materials
out there about this, so I won't elaborate. But I will talk about the one
thing that is impossible to be over-stated: LOVE.
No. Many people don't really know what it means. Because of the sheer
complexity of concepts that humanity has surrounded this word, its ultimate
meaning has become obscure. HOWEVER upon discovering it, one feels that
he has received True power. The shamanic Way is split to two roads: The
Warrior (Power), and the Adventurer (Love). Real exponents of the art have
more of one, but always has the other. The Masters are indistinguishable
(because real power is love and real love is power).
The book 'Urban Shaman' by Serge King can prove useful. I really do
not want to elaborate, but perhaps you do, since you are in the honoured
position of addressing your chosen ones.
The second thing I want to talk about is the human Life. What we would
call "down to Earth" life. For EVERY SINGLE THING about it can be spiritual,
and has spiritual connotations, as well as spiritual cause and effects.
Dear Alex, the happenings in "common places" like a difficult colleague/
boss/ teacher/ supervisor can be real spiritual tests/opportunities. Music,
relationships, choices in Life... Anything. Not just invisible, astral
or even mental trials."
Thank you, Lee, for these profound and uplifting words. They are, two,
another input into the World Wide Web of Cosmic Consciousness.
Before we move on to the articles of our indefatigable journalists,
I'd like to ask Rhonda, whose poltergeist ('Mr. Friendly') experience was
published here two editions ago, to contact me. Rhonda, it seems I lost
your e-mail, and there is someone who wishes to converse with you. Please
reply.
And yet another last minute's update - the information for London Heathrow
Marriott Hotel, where ATOM/Darwin Gross's seminar "Trusting Divine Spirit"
will take place (yes, he comes to England!), has changed. Call (0181) 011-44-208-990-1100
for hotel room reservations, or fax (0181) 011-44-280-990-1120. I understand
you need to mention the above seminar in order to receive a special discount.
This is not an advertisement, but a personal recommendation for an opportunity
to meet a truly great person.
A Journey to the Halls of Amenti (view on a separate page) (more articles about else)
Author: Tania (all articles by this author) Last week I had an wonderful experience that I thought you may like
to put in the newsletter if it's the kind of thing you're after as it involves
a very ancient place. My experience relates to the Halls of Amenti as mentioned
in the Emerald Tablets. (The Emerald tablets are ancient Egyptian stone
tablets that are meant to have been written by Thoth/Toth (The Ancient
Egyptian Moon God of Wisdom and Magic) that have been translated and then
published in an understandable way (only understandable though if you have
access to higher knowledge), this book contains many keys.
explanation from Emerald Tablets XV:
When ye have released the self from the body,
rise to the outermost bounds of the earth plane.
Speak ye the word DOREULLA
Then for a time your Light will be lifted,
free may ye pass the barriers of space.
For a time of half of the sun,
free may ye pass the barriers of earth-plane,
see and know those who are beyond thee.
Yea, to the highest worlds may ye pass.
See your own possible heights of unfoldment,
know all earthly futures of Soul.
Bound are ye in your body, but by the power ye may be free.
This is the Secret whereby bondage shall be replaced
by freedom for thee.
Calm let thy mind be. At rest be thy body:
Conscious only of freedom from flesh.
Center thy being on the goal of thy longing.
Think over and over that thou wouldst be free.
Think of this word LAUMILGAN
But only to those who seek my wisdom,
for only for these am I the Key and the Way.
Hear ye while I give the greatest of secrets:
how ye may enter the Halls of Amenti,
enter the place of the immortals as I did,
stand before the Lords in their places.
Lie ye down in rest of thy body.
Calm thy mind so no thought disturbs thee.
Pure must ye be in mind and in purpose,
else only failure will come unto thee.
Vision Amenti as I have told in my Tablets.
Long with fullness of heart to be there.
Stand before the Lords in thy mind's eye.
Pronounce the words of power I given;
MERKUTELSHABEL HALEZURBENELZABRUT ZINEFRIMQUAREL.
Relax thy mind and thy body.
Then be sure your soul will be called.
I required the info to get to this place in 1997 but on my first attempt
didn't even get to the door. In 1998/99 I made a second attempt, finding
myself standing at the door that time but it wouldn't open for me. I then
found myself standing at the edge of a precipice looking down at a beautiful
valley below (I guess I was being told I had to face and pass at least
one major challenge before I was going to be able to enter.)
Last week I tried again, not expecting to achieve access but finally
succeeded (The wait was worth it.) I found myself standing at two mighty
doors. On commanding these to open using the words of power they swung
open, allowing me to enter. I walked in, through a small room heading towards
another doorway in front of me. This lead into a extremely large room (The
size of a large hall).? At the end of the room, sitting on a platform
on their seat(s) were the Great Lords of Amenti. (I'm unsure how many of
these there were as I didn't count them. I have been told there is 13 of
these Lords now but originally there was 7) I walked up to them and stood
before them.? I was in complete awe of these beings and didn't know
what to say to them, I just couldn't believe I was there. I stood there
thinking I'd better say something at last speaking "Hi I'm Tania, How are
you?". I stood there thinking what a silly thing to say to these great
beings but still not knowing what to say, awestruck by the whole situation.
(What a time to be struck dumb!) They just sat there in silence waiting
for me to get control of myself. I finally spoke again, this time saying
something sensible, thanking them for seeing me. They then gave me some
personal advice, advice such as to always be true to myself, telling me
I was a master (we all are though aren't we??) and advice I just can't
seem to remember. I still didn't know what to say, you just don't say mundane
things to beings such as this and I couldn't overcome my awe so just stood
there in silence.
One of them to my left got up and stepped down from the platform. Taking
me by the hand he lead me to a door way to the left of where they were
all sitting. I got lead through this door and down a long stairway spiraling
to the right.? This had natural looking walls and was lit slightly
by the walls which were glowing soft light. It felt like he was trying
to get me to go into a deeper trance as it went on and on, deeper and deeper,
down, down and down. We finally got to the bottom of the stairway and still
holding my hand we entered a room. I could feel the power of this room,
power from the knowledge it was holding. (Could this have been the Hall
of Records?) He asked me what I wanted to know. I replied "There is nothing
I need to know." He seemed pleased with this answer and handed me a book.
I opened this, surprised as it didn't contain any words but light. The
book radiated pure, brilliant white light from the pages. This light was
absorbed into my being as it flowed up my arms and into me. I stood there
alight with light, my whole body radiating (An amazing experience but unfortunately
one which I just cant describe).
We then left this place climbing back up the stairs and into the room
containing the Great Lords. I asked them "How can I be sure if this isn't
my imagination?". (My logical mind always has to question everything even
though this whole experience was so very real, I wasn't observing, I was
actually there.) They replied to this "Imagination is the doorway to us".
Our meeting ended by the words "You have to leave now, there is nothing
else we can show you (at this point of time)."? Their parting words
to me were "Carry (Take) the light forth."?? I turned and walked
back through the door, into the other room and saw before me the great
door again but this time it was already open.? Through this door way
I could see light, I walked through the door way and into this. There was
no ground just light all around me, surrounding me. I was walking on light
upwards in light, it felt like I was walking to GOD.
Love, Light, Blessings to All
Tania
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The Civilizations from the First Time (view on a separate page) (more articles about guidance)
Author: Rene (all articles by this author) There was a time when before the earth was a place so sophisticated
in knowledge, they had total awareness, they created wonders we of today
could not even conceive. There was a natural disaster threatening them,
they had to find a world to exist on like there own they came to terra
firma, EARTH. On earth they set up their own world, the best they could
with their technology at the time. There were temples set up all across
the land as the earth at this time was one land mass, not many continents,
they had the power with crystals to harness incredible power and do incredible
things with this power.
They have found proof of such temples, in today's history there is a
temple under Mexico-city, they would have to tear down the whole city to
find what is truly there. There are pyramids in the Amazon jungle so deep
in, you would not survive the natives who protect this sacred site. They
are there in the same white coating, and writing covered by the trees of
time. Who knows what those temples would reveal if we were to enter them.
The underwater pyramid they found off the Bari Islands of the Bahama coast,
it had in it a crystal, the crystal was held by brass hands, http://www.malacti.com/cpyramid.htm,
read the article for yourself and feel the strength these giants had.
Yes, I say giants, because they were of incredible height, and again
this can be proven, in a cave in Cuzco they found a skeleton of a woman
thirteen feet long, in the Mississippi mound builders, they were of a rather
tall stature; in the dark islands they found a male skeleton of seventeen
foot in length. So there is proof of beings from another time being giants.
The power and knowledge they had was incredible. We have some items in
our reaching (but not so reaching hands), the Ark of the Covenant, the
new finds off Alexandria, the space shots from the spaceshuttles that show
more sunken civilizations. One sunken pyramid was shown to be in the everglades
in Florida, in a place called the Devil's Gardens, I wonder why they would
call it that? Some legend, because unusual things may still be happening
there, from, maybe, yet another hidden crystal? Weren't there suppose to
be crystals hidden in this world with information, like a time capsule
for man when they are ready to learn?
And as far as China, very old, indeed, the discipline, the art, beauty
of their knowledge is from a very long ago time. The time of the dragons,
there were such creatures on this earth as protectors, guards, the old
ones honored them and cared for them for the strength they had, they had
dragon charmers who worked with them became their masters, the charmers,
were chosen at birth for this task. Their language is old, but the oldest
yet is the one they learned from. It is found, but not known how to dechiper
it. They are unearthing more and more pushing time far far far back until
the answer is realized.
The elder ones, who created this world, left their mark, it is also
in the ley lines of the earth, what remarkable beings they were, will science
ever understand how far back in time we really go?? From the pyramid belt
around the world as the continents shifted and the ones above the ground,
and ones unreachable in the ocean or in such remote places as hostile jungles,
or buried under newly built cities like Mexico, or the one they recently
found buried under 75 foot of debris when drilling for oil - they entered
the roof of a building and found a mural of a man in a seemingly well to
do life style 10,000 years ago.
And the civilization that created the crystal skull? So fine-made skull
it baffles man today, how could they do it? Ahh, but they did, it is in
reach to see to study to wonder about.
Like all the oldest civilizations of the world.
Rose (view on a separate page)
Author: anonymous / author unknown (all articles by this author) from Hebe's Family Forum
A sweet story for every age! I hope that you all enjoy it.
~DREAMS~
The first day of school our professor introduced himself and challenged
us to get to know someone we didn't already know. I stood up to look around
when a gentle hand touched my shoulder. I turned around to find a wrinkled,
little old lady beaming up at me with a smile that lit up her entire being.
She said, "Hi, handsome. My name is Rose. I'm eighty-seven years old.
Can I give you a hug?" I laughed and enthusiastically responded, "Of course
you may!" and she gave me a giant squeeze.
"Why are you in college at such a young, innocent age?" I asked. She
jokingly replied, "I'm here to meet a rich husband, get married, have a
couple of children, and then retire and travel."
"No, seriously," I asked. I was curious what may have motivated her
to be taking on this challenge at her age.
"I always dreamed of having a college education and now I'm getting
one!" she told me. After class we walked to the student union building
and shared a chocolate milkshake. We became instant friends. Every day
for the next three months we would leave class together and talk nonstop.
I was always mesmerized listening to this "time machine" as she shared
her wisdom and experience with me.
Over the course of the year, Rose became a campus icon and she easily
made friends wherever she went. She loved to dress up and she reveled in
the attention bestowed upon her from the other students. She was living
it up.
At the end of the semester we invited Rose to speak at our football
banquet.
I'll never forget what she taught us. She was introduced and stepped
up to the podium. As she began to deliver her prepared speech, she dropped
her three by five cards on the floor. Frustrated and a little embarrassed
she leaned into the microphone and simply said "I'm sorry I'm so jittery.
I gave up beer for Lent and this whiskey is killing me! I'll never get
my speech back in order so let me just tell you what I know."
As we laughed she cleared her throat and began:
"We do not stop playing because we are old; we grow old because we
stop playing. There are only four secrets to staying young, being happy,
and achieving success.
"You have to laugh and find humor every day.
"You've got to have a dream. When you lose your dreams, you die. We
have so many people walking around who are dead and don't even know it!
"There is a huge difference between growing older and growing up. If
you are nineteen years old and lie in bed for one full year and don't do
one productive thing, you will turn twenty years old. If I am eighty-seven
years old and stay in bed for a year and never do anything I will turn
eighty-eight. Anybody can grow older. That doesn't take any talent or ability.
The idea is to grow up by always finding the opportunity in change.
"Have no regrets. The elderly usually don't have regrets for what we
did, but rather for things we did not do. The only people who fear death
are those with regrets."
She concluded her speech by courageously singing "The Rose. "She challenged
each of us to study the lyrics and live them out in our daily lives.
At the years end Rose finished the college degree she had begun all
those years ago. One week after graduation Rose died peacefully in her
sleep.
Over two thousand college students attended her funeral in tribute
to the wonderful woman who taught by example that it's never too late to
be all you can possibly be.
~~If you read this, please send this peaceful word of advice to your
friends and family, they'll really enjoy it! We send these words in loving
memory of ROSE.
Remember, GROWING OLDER IS MANDATORY, GROWING UP IS OPTIONAL.
A Definition of Unconditional Love (view on a separate page) (more articles about guidance)
Author: anonymous / author unknown (all articles by this author) Forwarded by Gislenne
I love you as you are, as you seek to find your own special way to relate
to the world, or the way you feel that is right for you. It is important
that you are the person you want to be and not someone that I or others
think you should be. I realize that I cannot know what is best for you
although perhaps sometimes I think I do. I've not been where you have been,
viewing life from that angle you have, I do not know what you have chosen
to learn, how you have chosen to learn it, with whom or in what time period.
I have not walked life looking through your eyes so how can I know what
you need.
I allow you to be in the world without a thought or word of judgment
from me about the deeds you undertake. I see no error in the things you
say and do, in this place where I am. I see that there are many ways to
perceive and experience the different facets of our world. I allow without
reservation the choices you make in each moment.
I make no judgment of this for if I were to deny your right to evolution
than I would deny that right to myself and all others. To those who would
choose a way I cannot walk, whilst I may not choose to add my power and
my energy to this way, I will never deny you the gift of love that God
has bestowed within me for all creation, as I love you so I shall be loved,
as I sow, so I shall reap.
I allow you the universal right of free will to walk your own path,
creating steps or to sit a while if that is what is right for you. I will
make no judgment of these steps, whether they are large or small, nor light
or heavy or that they lead up or down, for this is just my viewpoint. I
see you do nothing and judge it to be unworthy and yet it may be that you
bring great healing as you stand blessed by the light of God.
I cannot always see the higher picture of divine order. For it is the
inalienable right of all life to choose their own evolution and with great
love I acknowledge your right to determine your future. In humility I bow
to the realization that the way I see is best for me does not have to mean
that it is also right for you. I know that you are led as I am following
the inner excitement to know your own path.
I know that the many races, religions, customs, nationalities and beliefs
within our world bring us great richness and allow us the benefit of teachings
of such diverseness. I know we each learn in our own unique way in order
to bring that love and wisdom back to the whole. I know that if there were
only one way to do something, there would need to be only one person. I
will not only love you if you behave in a way I think you should, or believe
in those things I believe in, I understand you are truly my brother and
sister though you may have been born in a different place and believe in
another God than I.
The love I feel is for all of God's world. I know that every living
thing is part of God and I feel a love deep with every person, and all
tree, and flower, every bird, river, ocean and for all the creatures in
all the world. I live my life in loving service being the best me I can
becoming wiser in the perfection of divine truth, becoming happier in the
joy of unconditional love.
Asylum of The Undead: Part III - Of Darkness and Light (view on a separate page) (more articles about else)
Author: Mark Andrews (all articles by this author) [continued from the previous edition]
Ghostly Encounters at Central State Hospital
copyright 2000
A true account by
Mark Andrews
Part III
?????? Of Darkness and Light
"Another day; another exorcism."
"I call on St. Michael, Archangel of God; Divine Exorcist and Guardian
of The Way. Defend me in battle. Shield, preserve, and protect me against
the malacies and snares of The Devil, all demons, my own lower ambitions,
and all external influence. In Christ's Holy Name; Amen"
The Exorcist's prayer has many variations. It was given to me as above
by a Catholic priest who I had come to know through the chaplincy office
at Central State.
If a poll were taken of long-term psychiatric care givers as to whether
or not they believed in spirit possession, the percentage of those responding
with "yes" would probably be higher than in any other field.
When you become attuned to the symptoms and idiosyncratic traits of
scizophrenics, manic depressives, bipolars, and multiple personality disorders,
the emergence of a new element into the persona of the patient becomes
glaringly apparent.
You don't have to be a priest or a PhD to notice the difference. Your
own inner awareness and gut will alert you at once.
"The truth is in the eyes". We all emanate an auric energy that is
most visually acute as it flows outward from the inner being through the
iris. We would say that to describe someone as having "bright eyes" is
a positive because we would then expect that they would be alert, intelligent,
energetic, and thoughtful of self and others. On the other hand, if we
perceive the eyes of someone as being dark or cold, we expect that they
are self-serving, insensitive, untrustworthy, and potentially dangerous.
The afore-mentioned is most generally true. However, what denotes the
presence of an intruding or companion entity within the psyche of an individual
is not whether the eye light is bright or dark; rather the fact that a
shift in either direction has occurred.
Many drinking alcoholics will undergo such a shift in the auric light
coming from their eyes in association with a perceived personality change
while they go through the stages of alcohol consumption.
At such times, due to the increased presence of alcohol in the bodily
system, the magnetic energy field of the individual will weaken as the
body struggles to balance its etheric energies to reset the imbalances
fostered by the alcohol. It is at those times that other non- corporeal
entities can attach themselves to the chakras (energy centers) of the drinker
and take control of the individual's words and actions, often in the "blackout"
state where the drinker remembers nothing of their actions. But, of course,
why WOULD they remember something that they themselves did not do? Why
do you think we call it "spirits"?
The same is true in the case of psychotics, where the central nervous
system becomes so taxed that auric adjustments can leave etheric "holes"
in the magnetic field, allowing for spirit intrusion.
When in the presence of a "possessed" individual, you will also sense
a dark coldness where the warmer life energies would normally be perceived.
We sometimes use the phrase, "a chill down the spine".
With the high concentrations of spirit / psychic energies at the Mt.
Jackson Vortex, spirit possessions (and often administratively approved)
exorcisms of Central State patients were accepted as unhappy realities.
I had several times heard of the CSH "X- files" (documentation of performed
exorcisms) that were said to be kept in the caverns of the tunnel network
that linked all of the buildings on the hospital grounds. Rumor had it
that the Chaplain's office had a working relationship with the Catholic
Archdioses that allowed for the performance of exorcisms of CSH patients
on a PRN (as needed) basis.
I received my first first-hand account of an encounter with a possessing
spirit from Professor Block at Concordia College, Milwaukee. He told our
Old Testament class about an experience that he had as a young vicar in
the Boston area. One Saturday, he was making hospital calls to members
of the congregation when he came upon a parishioner who had suddenly acquired
the gift of "second sight" . The woman had no knowledge of the vicar's
plans to preach his first sermon the next day but upon his entering the
room said to him in a rather gruff voice, "Yeah, if I was in YOU, I'D be
preaching tomorrow TOO!"
Although Lutheran theology has a passive - Scriptural acceptance of
spirit possession, I have never been aware of any present-day protocols
to deal with the fact. Oddly, the movie "The Exorcist" is based on the
real- life possession of a 13 year old Lutheran boy in St. Louis.
In the early Summer of 1976, I was working as a psychiatric attendant
on the Deaf Unit / 7A - 3:30 shift.
"Cynthia" was one of those patients who - at least outwardly - displayed
few of the bizarre symptoms that come with schizophrenia. (Let's also clarify
now that schizophrenia is a disorder of dysfunctional thought processes,
and NOT the manifestation of multiple personalities: as is so frequently
assumed.) She - along with her older sister - were two of the most beautiful
patients on the CSH grounds.
She had a very high level of intelligence and had even attended Galudet
College for the Deaf in Washington D.C.. She would often teach me new signs.
We had a very comfortable friendship and easy communication rapport.
As I arrived on to the ward one Thursday morning, I could hear a strange
voice "trumpeting" across the day-area. I could see Cynthia flailing her
arms and walking with a gate that I had never seen her use. The night-shift
attendants reported that she had been awake all night and had provoked
fist fights with several of the male patients. She had been given her prescribed
dosages of PRN tranquilizing medications, but that they had helped little
to normalize her behavior.
You really don't give too much thought to radical changes in patient
behaviors, so I relegated her actions to one of her regular psychotic episodes.
That afternoon, I was sitting in the glass enclosed nurse's station
when Cynthia came walking up to the window. She stood there; blankly staring
at me. I watched as her facial features were overlaid with the countenance
of another entity. The most accurate description I could give would be
to say that it had the look of a traditional voo-doo mask, or the likeness
of a face you might see carved on a coconut from the South Sea islands.
I intuitively knew that another presence - other than Cynthia - was
offering me a challenge. Rather than to respond with passive ignorance,
(as I should have done) I reacted with anger and glared a returning challenge
to the entity.
Just at the 3 PM change of shift, Cynthia came to the station to get
her 3 PM cigarette. She normally would walk away satisfied with one, but
at that moment became belligerent and confrontatory when I gave her ONLY
one. Her voice took on a raspy, snarling sound. Her usually bright eyes
had dulled to a void- like appearance of charcoal. I could feel a shot
of cold energies coming at me from her heart area.
Suddenly, her hands were at my neck; her long fingernails pressing
into my skin. It was the intention of the entity to literally tear out
my throat. At the same time, I became aware of anther presence coming into
the scene stepping into me from behind. Cynthia stood about 5'2" and weighed
maybe 95 pounds. I grabbed to release her hands from my neck with no success.
However, her nails were being somehow prevented from making any serious
penetration.
I stared back into the coldness coming through her eyes and repeated
an affirmation through my brow chakra, "Jesus, Jesus Jesus".
By that time, 4 other attendants had come to my aid, but could not
get her frail body to budge from where she stood. After about 20 seconds
of struggle, I felt a "shove" of magnetic energy pass through me toward
Cynthia, which acted to break the literal strangle hold that her hands
had on my neck. She was then sedated and secluded.
As soon as I got home, I called my Catholic priest friend and told
him of the incident. He casually observed, "She's possessed."
He then apologized for the fact that his schedule for the next day
had him occupied all day. He also stated that he had a "knowing" that unless
something was done to free Cynthia from the spirit that someone would be
killed. (That sure sounded like ME!)
He then said that I should prepare myself to be the stand-in vessel
for a "long-distance" exorcism.
"What!!??" I thought. He said that he would alert his prayer group
to focus with him at 10 A.M. the next day, and that I should watch for
the opportunity to take Cynthia's hands at that moment, so that the Archangel
Michael could pass through me into her and carry the spirit back to its
place in "exile". My job was to take her hands and to silently repeat The
Lord's Prayer.
"That woman tried to KILL me!" - I thought. -"Why would she just give-over
her hands to me?"
I prayed, "Lord, if You want this done, then You are going to have
to set it up!"
I can still remember the feeling that I had as I drove in to work that
Friday morning. Every inch of the way I repeated the "St. Michael Prayer".
I wasn't looking forward to this!
The Deaf Unit patient activity schedule had them going off-grounds
to bowl at 10 A.M. each Friday.
At 5 minutes before 10, Cynthia came to the office to show me two small
cuts that had formed on the tops of her hands. She put her hands forward
for me to see. I thought, "This is it!"
I took her hands and began the prayer. It was as if a shaft of fire
shot down into my head and spinal column. Within the space of 1 second,
I could feel three distinct waves of fiery energy pass through my arms
into her.
Her eyes quickly rolled back in her head, and her knees began to buckle,
but I was able to catch her before her head could bump against the counter.
She stood up slowly, and I walked her to a chair in the day-area.
The other patients were gathering to walk off the ward to the bus,
so I volunteered to walk with them. (To keep an eye on Cynthia). When we
got to the bus, she stopped and gave me a quick kiss on the cheek. I could
also see the "she" was back in control.
I don't think I have ever been quite so apprehensive in my life as
I was that morning. Without the aid of God, Christ, St. Michael, and my
priest friend and his prayer group, I'm sure I would not have survived
the day.
The concept of long-distance exorcism is truly fascinating, but...
Don't try this at home!
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