Spirit Guides – Part 5 – Some guides just have no sense of humour…

Discovering the Dakini – Part 3

Guides are certainly not easy to proof that they exist, though I think I’ve had more than my fair share of proof over the years.

For instance, in regards to the Dakini, I remember when I was 12 or 13, I would see these beings flash into existence around me and dance.  It was always to the song Fantasy by Earth Wind and Fire.

From what I have found on the net, the beings do dance and when I’ve mentioned them  to other psychic friends, they say they seem them dancing around them, too.

I also noticed that the message ‘You still have no idea who we really are’ had finally stopped after all those years, which is what happens when I finally understand a message.

It’s clear to me that throughout my life, the Dakini have guided, protected and worked extremely hard to ensure I was on this path. The scope of their work is just mind boggling when I look at it with 20/20 sight.

They don’t seem to have much of a sense of humour about me being attacked and I’ve seen people come to grief who have attacked me without provocation. Many are the times when they’ve told me that if someone does not stop attacking me behind my back, they will take care of it and every time they have been right about who has been attacking me.

For instance, there was one time at my job where this work colleague was relentlessly attacking me behind my back (even though he had nothing to do with my job and I had no reason to suspect him.)  Let’s call him John. The Dakini said to me on several occasions that  John was attacking me, and that if he didn’t stop doing it, they would do something about it.

As time wore on, I started to hear from others that this was in fact happening, though John’s demeanour would suggest that butter wouldn’t melt in this mouth.

Then one day, while I was working back, he suddenly fell over, face first, for no apparent reason.  I had a nasty niggle that there was more to this than met the eye, but as he suffered from a muscular disorder, I thought it was something that was more likely to happen than not.

Then a while later, the Dakini suddenly asked me one night, as I was getting ready to sleep, if I wanted to send healing to John. I said, of course, and focused on sending light and healing, knowing that it would only help him when he was ready.

The next day he failed to turn up to work, and the day after that. Eventually, I was told that he had fallen forwards, and in an effort to brace his fall, fell on his hand, breaking it.

I asked the Dakini if they had anything to with this incident, and while they remained somewhat cagey, they did point out that I could absolved myself of any negative attacks on him as I had been sending healing the night before.

It is certainly worth noting that when he did return to work, he told me that he no longer was getting involved in office politics and keeping out of everything, and the attacks from him stoped. He also departed the office about six months later, and my work life was much more pleasant because of it as he was no longer turn my own staff against me.

This certainly was not the only incident of its kind, but it is one that stood out to me at the time.

Also, many messages that they have relentlessly give sent to me over the years started to make sense

Many of the messages I had over the years finally started to make sense. The trouble was, they were short and cryptic, and only made sense once I knew the context. But they were extremely accurate.

I have been told by others that they were to help awaken and guide me. (Which they have done a mind boggling job of doing.)

The Dakini have also, quite a few times, told me that they are loyal to me. They explained to me that before I reincarnated, I made an agreement with them that I would give them part of my energy in exchange for their help, guidance and protection. They thought this was a good agreement as this allowed them to more power to do things.

They also said I do not carry their energies as it would not have served my purpose here.

I’ve also, occasionally, sent them to help others, during times when I was tired and not up for doing the work needed to help others or clear attacks on them. I was constantly amazed that these people told me how they were contacted by the Dakini and verified my own experiences. I guess I shouldn’t be so amazed, really, not after all I’ve gone through and experienced, but there is always a small part of you that wonders just how much of it is really true.

There was also one time in 1996, when I asked them to prove to me that they were real. At the time, I just knew they claimed they were guides, but I wanted something to show me that it wasn’t in my mind. They told me I would have something in the next few minutes.

At the time, I was checking my car which was parked in a four hour zone for chalk marks, to see if it had been marked or not. As I approached it, this man, who I had never before said, if you’re looking for the chalk mark, it’s on that tyre. And so it was. I thanked him and he went on his way.

Was it coincidence, or someone just who was helpful? Something like that had not happened before, nor had it happened since, and I was told I would have proof.

My feeling was it was clearly that: Proof.

If anyone has had any similar experiences, I would love to hear about it.

Next: Other guides:

Spirit Guides – Part 1 – If I can’t see them, can they possibly exist?

The following blog  is a 8 part series on on Spirit Guides, my experiences, and what you might do in order to contact your own. 

Enjoy

Do spirit guides exist, and do we all have them?

This is one of those questions that I queried time and time again over the years. There was a point in my life where I not only believed that I did not have guides, but that if they did exist, they certainly wouldn’t be wasting their time on the normal person, and certainly, not on me.

I used to be quite the student of controversial author, Tuesday Lobang Rampa, and while many things he said were certainly debatable, he did say something on the subject of guides that stuck with me for a long time.

Why would a Native American or Indian, or what have you, suddenly rush back to be your guide when during their life, they had been treated with disdain? He was quite empathic about the fact that no one had spirit guides, and anything we heard was from our ‘overself’ or higher self, as it’s generally called. This made logical sense to me at the time, even though my own experiences were very different, but I tended to ignore them.

In those days, I would ignore most of my thoughts and experiences because they were too fantastical, improbable and completely impossible. Regardless of that, most of them have now been verified.

It was certainly a curiosity, though that he had his own guide in the form of a departed friend.

All that aside, however, I’ve always had that voiceless voice in my mind. It would always come unbidden, and carry on conversations with me with unique thoughts and ideas that I had not considered.

My life is as contrived as any bad Hollywood movie and if I was reading a book on myself, I would, no doubt, cringe on every sentence.

Something certainly did appear to be guiding me, and something certainly still does.

Personally, I’m in two minds about if guides are just our higher-self talking to us or if there are indeed spirits that spend their time hanging around us and giving advice and direction.

I also have to consider if it’s not a mental disorder. Perhaps there is something wrong with me, and I’m making this all up. Perhaps I want to believe so much that I’m making everything fit to make sense.

Still, if it is a disorder, then it’s an experience that is shared by many others.

Next: Discovering my guides.