Paranormal experiences series: Attunement or this is what makes me who I am.

 

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I mention the word ‘attunement’ a lot. It’s a word that popped into my mind around the mid noughties.

That’s not to say that I had not heard the word before (I’m sure I had somewhere) but all of a sudden, my guides kept on talking about it and said I needed to learn about what it meant.

In an interesting synch, soon after, I was sitting next to someone on a train on the way home from work who was reading a book. I glanced at the page he was on, and the subject was: What is Attunement? I took that as confirmation of what I was being told.

So, what exactly is attunement?

In a nutshell, it’s matching your energies or your vibrations to something so you become in synch with it.

By doing that, you are able to use certain abilities, tap into energies, read people or even shift to different time-lines that suit our purpose more than the current one we are in.

But how do you attune yourself to doing these things?

All I can do is share my own experiences and observations at this point of time.

It appears that intention and focus is one of the keys here. When you decide to achieve something, keep on choosing it over and over again. Let every action you do reflect what you have chosen. If you see yourself as a healer, for instance, let everything you do be with healing in mind.

That may include study, following any synchronicities that lead you in a new direction or maybe developing your empathy to a degree that you can tap into what people need.

What is very important is that you don’t take actions that negate what you are trying to do.

Every decision, every thought, every action all adds up to who you are and who you are trying to be right now. Eventually, those things will hit a critical mass, and suddenly something will shift.

What you are doing, in essence, is building up energy. This energy creates, and when there is enough energy, it will manifest into your 3D life.

This is how all things are created and for many things, it can take a lot of energy and focus.

Every time you do something that is counter to what you truly want, it not only takes away from your current energy pool, but it creates another pool that will eventually manifest itself, too.

Therefore, it is very important to watch every thought you think, and every intention you have.

This has been said by many in the past, but I don’t think people really understand what it exactly means, and how easily they can create something they did not really mean to.

Next: How this fits into shifting time-lines.

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Paranormal experiences series: Time is an illusion or but yeah, you’re still late for that meeting.

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Warning: Extreme metaphysical / spiritual information in this entry.  Avoid if not your cup of tea.

Last entry, we discussed how World of Warcraft can be used as a model for time-lines. In this entry, I plan to go into this further.

Free will is a concept that suggests that we may do anything we wish without restriction. (Though that doesn’t mean there are no consequences. Everything you do has an affect who you are and what happens.)

Free will allows us to experience whatever we choose. When we decide on a direction, all is set up on those higher astral levels where our main soul aspect are.

By astral level, I mean a higher (or lower) vibrational level, which may also be on what we term a different dimension. It’s basically, a place where what exists there is not solid to us. However, it is solid to those who are there. The higher the level, the faster and easier you can create something, but the less substance it has. (Which is why the third dimension is ideal for creating things that have real value and substance as it takes a lot more energy to manifest anything.)

On an even higher level, which is extremely high compared to our current one, the souls we are connected to, which you can consider your greater self, has all the knowledge and insight that will ever been needed in order for us to create and experience whatever we choose.

Sounds fantastical? Too many flaws in this premise?

I can’t blame you for thinking that.  Unless you have experienced something along those lines, it’s often very hard to accept it as possible or even fact.

To clarify I am basing my premise on the following assumptions.

  1. Time is an illusion. All things are happening right now.
  2. Which means all realities exist at the same time. The fact there is no time means everything must be happening right now. Only the illusion of time exists.
  3. We are literally all one. By that I mean, there is only one soul, and everything from it is an aspect of it. Hence, there is nothing to plan with anything outside of yourself, because the only person who is doing this is You. The illusion is that we are all separate from everything else. (Though an Empath will argue this isn’t so.)
  4. Nothing is random. Unless you choose it to be. You can experience randomness if you wish, but even that is a choice. For instance, you might say, there is no free will, and then experience that very reality because you have chosen it. Even not making a choice is making a choice.
  5. Separation is an illusion, but is needed in order to experience exactly who we are by being in the presence of what we are not. For instance, if you turn on a flashlight in broad daylight, on a sunny day, you won’t see it’s even on. Turn it on in the dark, and suddenly, you can see what a wonderful thing that light really is. (And in turn, the darkness which allows us to experience that light.)
  6. We have all of eternity to experience everything we wish in any way we want to. Hence, we can keep on coming back again and again, until we are done, and ready to move on to something different and new.

Now, all the above are certainly not my ideas. Such things have been spoken of many, many times. I am just using them in this context of time lines.

But there is something I have felt, that I haven’t come across elsewhere before.

There is a ‘Master You’.

By that I mean, while we experience all realities at the same time, there is one main You where the current focus is. You can see potential time lines, the probabilities, and experiences what could have happened, but didn’t, simply because you didn’t choose them.

It’s as though, you have sent out your Avatars to experience those probabilities conceptually as though you were doing a simulation.

For all intents and purposes, it has happened, but not to the Master You.

But all those Avatars, that have experienced those potential time-lines, return to You, and give you other experiences and insights that you might not have otherwise been able to obtain normally.

You can follow those time lines in your mind, and see what might have been.

For example, I’ve personally followed three potential paths that I could have had at various points in my life. I saw them unfold in my mind’s eye, and eventually saw how they ended.

For the record, they all ended badly. In two of them, I saw myself leaving my life (possibly to try again.)

Some time-lines you may not want to experience at all and you do not have to. It’s all to do with what we choose in the end.

Still, while this addresses one aspect of this subject, it doesn’t explain why we sometimes shift from one line to another.

I will attempt to address this next.

Next: What is attunement and how does it affect us?

Paranormal experiences series: Defining who we are or I look after my own interests… so what?

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So, we have discussed death, alternative memories, coming back, and parallel worlds.

I also mentioned that this kind of thing happens to us a lot, but we don’t normally remember it, or we don’t twig to what is really going on.

Clearly, this raises a lot of questions, some I will attempt to answer and some I am trying to still work out myself.

Let’s start off with one of the overused sayings in spiritual circles. Time is an illusion.

It’s also a very good and complete one.

However, all things are happening now, and everything that ever was, is, and will be is all occurring right at this very moment.

It’s only the illusion of time that allows us to experience it as a separate stream of time.

So, if everything that ever existed is happening now, and there is no time, then we, as spirit, can choose to enter into any timeline we choose, at any particular moment in history. The only limits are what we are attuned to within our own soul aspect (which is what we call our soul).

By this I mean that if you have raised your personal vibrational levels enough, you can shift to a higher version of the world you just left, and if your level is lower than before, then you might find yourself in a lower or darker version.

Now, I’m not trying to use anything like Heaven or Hell, or trying to scare or convert people, so please hear me out.

What level you are attuned to depends entirely on you. There is no being sitting in judgement deciding if you are worthy or not. There is no judgement: Only experience and attunement.

Every action you took, every thought you had, every intention you have all add up to who you are right now.

Whether you come from a place of love, or a place of fear, it all has an effect on you.

Every decision you make is an opportunity to redefine yourself. None of the things that happen to us are random. They are all opportunities.

To use a simple example, let’s say you buy your lunch, and you notice the sandwich hand gives you back too much change. Do you keep it and say nothing or do you let them know? In the scheme of things, it won’t change the world if you decide to keep the change, but this isn’t about what’s right and what’s wrong. It’s about an opportunity to define yourself and declare “this is who I really am.”

Do you give the money back? Do you keep it? Would you say something if you were short changed and you noticed? Does your moral code work both ways?

And so forth.

And these opportunities come up all the time. Some are small, some are large, and many just happen as a matter of life happening to us. And every single one of them counts.

Even the smallest decision can change the course of your entire life. You just won’t know it at the time. At least, not till you look back and see it.

Now, this is not an attempt to convince people to be a goody two shoes, or be holier than thou, it’s simply stating that in every moment you are making a choice about what you will experience, and the type of world you may end up living in.

Also remember, belief creates reality, and reality creates belief. If you are not happy with your current reality, change your belief system.  (I will discuss this subject in a future blog.)

Just remember that we are choosing our reality all the time.

Next: If we choose our lives, why do they suck so much?

Paranormal experiences series: Shifting timelines or I don’t think I’m in Kansas anymore.

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Now, you might be wondering where is this self-indulgent story going? Bear with me because there is a point to it all, and I’m getting there soon.

I think it was July 20th, 2000. That was the day I died. That moment remained in my mind’s eye and memory for years, even though it didn’t happen. But according to my guides, it did.

What I was told was this was a memory of a stroke I had on the day I was meant to die. I was with the family at JB Hi Fi, and due to major stresses of that day (which would have occurred if I had followed through on my original plans. The actual plans are not relevant for this tale, but suffice to say that they put me in an unwinnable situation, that had been engineered by my ex.)

The stress of events of that day would have caused the stroke, and I would have died there and then, or to be convoluted, I did.

The fact that it was a memory meant that it actually did happen. However, it happened in another timeline, which was similar to the one I was in, but not exactly the same.

Apparently I had chosen to come back, and continue on, but in order to do that, I had to avoid the circumstances which lead to the stroke, which I did by staying home, and my plans for that day never happened, as I decided they were much too dangerous for me. (As it turned out, I was right.)

Apparently, such things happen to us all the time, we just don’t remember it happening.

Put into the entire scheme of things, the point of that death corresponds with irregularities in my memories, such as the Spice Girl’s music video I blogged about before. That happened before this death.

I remember waking up one morning a few months before all this happened and I heard my guides asking me if I still wanted to die? They reminded me that I had a death wish, and I did not wish to be here.

I thought about it, and realized that yes, they were right. The past few years had taken such a toll on my endurance that I no longer wished to be here.

But things had changed, and the situation was now different, so I said, yes, I do wish to stay, and that, apparently was the reason I shifted.

According to my guides, I have died a number of times, and have always chosen to come back. The first time was when I got hit by a car while crossing the road back in 1977. That also fits in with the Wuthering Heights song that never existed, as it was before Kate Bush, but after I heard the original version.

So, every so often, a nexus point (a point where choices are made) would arise where I would die, and then decide to return because I had other things I could do here.

The road changing incident at Hanging Rock was apparently not a death, but a place where realities are blurred, and if you are attuned, you can slip between them to a similar but to a slightly different one.

I do remember thinking on more than one occasion, upon returning from that area, that something felt different or new.

For this reason, I do not fear death. In fact, I have never feared it, but once I started to understand that I could return to any point I wished, and in better health than when I left, I know that I will be here until such times as I’m satisfied that my work is done here.

There is a lot more to say on this subject, and so I will do so in the following blogs.

Next: The attunement to different realities. 

Paranormal experiences series: I regret I’ve only one life to give… or do I.

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There’s this incident that happened back in the year 2000 that left a profound mark on me.

I died.

It was from a stroke, and I did not survive it.

You’re probably thinking, man, if you’re dead, you’re certainly pretty active.

But obviously, I am not dead. I am very much still alive.

Now, before you hit delete, let me explain how it happened.

The first half of the year 2000 was a traumatic and stressful time. Events were happenings, and I wasn’t handling them too well. Great stresses were on me in my personal and work life, and I had just completed one of the major goals that I had come here to do, which had taken its toll on me, too.

Omens of death were everywhere for me. It was on my mind all the time, I sensed things were nearing their end, and my then wife kept on getting signs of husbands dying, which she remarked on.

Then one week, around July, she fell into a deep depression and entered a state of grieving which I found both disturbing and confusing.

I wondered if I had done something wrong, and my step daughter sometimes acted as though I wasn’t there any more.

After a week or so of this, my wife sat me down and said that she had worked out what was going on. Her reactions were as though I had already died and she was going through the stages of loss and grieving.

She said that whatever was going to happen, it was going to happen the next day, and we could ignore it, or we could sit down and work out what we could do about it.

So we sat down, tapped into what was going on, and it appeared that saw me dying the next day.  As this wasn’t the weirdest thing that ever happened to me, I took the warning seriously, and instead of going out as I had planned that day, I cancelled my plans and stayed home.

I wasn’t sure what difference that would make, but I clearly did not die. The evening was weird, though. My then wife was in a very strange frame of mind, and kept on muttering on how she had put so much effort into this marriage, and now it was all for nothing. The mood passed the next day, and she later claimed that she did not recall having said anything like that.

As it was, things changed after that. I went into a state of shock and depression that took me two years to come out of, and my marriage started to fall apart as our connection seemed to fade till eventually we decided it was best to separate. Timing wise, it was the right choice.

However, for many years after, an image of a music store I used to frequent (called JB Hi Fi in Camberwell, Victoria) would come to my mind. I had no clue why, though. I had been there hundreds of times over the years, but now, this one moment in time was sticking in my mind, and I wasn’t even sure if that moment even happened.

Eventually, after around 11 years, I reached a point where I started to take notice of this vision and searched for insight on what it was all about. (Yes, it can take me years before I start to take notice of things!)

It was then, soon after , my guide gave me an  insight into what that was all about and it felt right.

Next: The explanation

Paranormal experiences series: Changing conversations or I said what now?

John Rambo in Rambo.

I have a bad memory, it would seem. I remember things that didn’t happen. I read things I can’t find later. I own things that vanish. I hear music that no one has ever heard of. I have conversations that never happened… well you get the idea.

It’s an interesting phenomenon, having memories for things that didn’t exist. I’ve written about three main ones, but that’s certainly not all of it.

I’ve had a lot of conversations with friends over the years where, should I have the same conversation again at a later date, the response is not only completely different, but they deny ever having said the original statements at all.

For instance, back in 83, me and one of my friends, Glenn, went to see the movie First Blood.

At the time, I enjoyed it, being young and all, and Glenn remarked as we discussed it afterwards that if the book was as good as the movie, then he was certainly going to enjoy it.

At this point, I should mention that for many, many years, I kept a diary. It was meticulous, and for whatever reason, I would often write down my friend’s comments, or conversations, verbatim. I was pretty good at remembering the details back then. So, if I needed to remember something, I would just go back and look it up.

This was one of those comments, but oddly enough, a couple of years later, he said he had read the book before seeing the movie, and explained how he had enjoyed the book and had been looking forward to movie.

I’ve had quite a few similar conversations with Glenn over the years, making me scratch my head as to why he would take opposing viewpoints, especially when he just wasn’t that type of personality.  In fact, Glenn is pretty meticulous with his facts and has an excellent memory and I’ve never seen him joke or try to screw around with someone’s head.

The same thing happened with my friend Paul. (who I was with during that incident at Hanging Rock).  Not only would he have a completely different memory of events, but when he told a story, there would be variances in them. Even one story, which he told several times, changed from one version to another, and then back again.

In fact, we had so many arguments about what happened that I was convinced that he had the worst memory of anyone I knew. Yes, he was more than adamant that he was right.

But it didn’t stop there. Often, people would attribute things to me that I had never said or done. For instance, my ex-wife and her daughter swore black and blue that I hated seeing movie previews.

Odd thing was, not only did I enjoy them, but I don’t recall ever even suggesting I hated them. Yet, both shouted me down, saying that I had said so.

Then there were events in history that seemed to change. Things which I was taught were real become just stories, and stories were actual events.

An example of his was in regards to Hanging Rock. One night, a group of us climbed up it and Paul and me discussed that he had thought the story based on Picnic at Hanging Rock was real, but he now understood that it was just fiction.

I had recently heard the same thing, and had also believed it had happened, especially as Glenn had once mentioned that his grandmother actually remembered the incident, and the local view was that the girls had just gone off with some boys.

It would seem that my entire life is peppered with such inconsistencies.

As I said, it could be a bad memory, but there was one incident that really left its mark on me and helped to unravel what might be going on.

Next: The unexpected death.