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Thursday, February 3, 2011

138) Enjoying Slow Exit; Possible Retrieval with Firemen


2/3/11

For this experience, as I started my induction routine, I affirmed my intention that I wanted to remember to be more controlled after exiting, to not be rushed and hurried as I usually am to get outside and away from my immediate surroundings. (As this was the ‘feeling’ I had after my previous OBE when I found my door to the outside blocked!)

I was thrilled when I felt the beginning vibrations (I don’t always get them!) that told me I was going to get out of body again! I ‘willed’ them to become stronger, just because I wanted to see if I could, to practice taking control. I was easily able to make them very strong, then realizing I had a ‘floating’ sensation to signal I was ready, rolled off the couch.

As soon as I was out, I remembered my intention to remain in place, calm and in control. I stood in my living room and looked around. I had no ‘pull’ back to body as I used to have and I had perfect vision! The details of my living room were exact, and I walked about, just enjoying how clear and ‘real’ it all was!

Slowly I headed for the front door, in control, and just a bit apprehensive about going through it as the last time with my ‘hurry to exit’ manner I hit it hard!

Reaching the door, I was thrilled to see my hand and arm passed easily through, followed by the rest of my body. Again I could feel that texture change as I slowly passed through, taking note of my control and calmness.

I remember now standing on my front stoop, but in looking to the slight hill behind my house, I was a bit shocked to see two young boys running terrified across the field! I was aware of a ‘presence’ with me, yet did not inquire or ask whom it was.

I was focused on the first young boy as I raced to him. I knew somehow I had to comfort him, as he was so upset from an injury he had just received. Something unusual occurred though, as I neared him. I was somehow aware that this young boy (about age 2-3) was NOT able to see me, that I was not going to be able to make my presence known because he was still ‘too physical’ (?)

Wanting desperately to help soothe him, and knowing he would not be able to see me, I realized I could use my ‘energy’ (as I had no ‘body’ sensation this time) to cover him like a blanket as he was lying in the grass where he had fallen. I felt some concern that I might not be able to comfort him as he didn’t know I was there or who I was.

Covering him with my ‘energy’, I could feel him become calm and knew at this point that I’d now be able to pick him up and carry him to where he needed to go. He was only wearing part the top part of his pajamas, as most of his pants had been torn away during his terrified flight across the field.

As we moved down the hill toward my house, I see my house is no longer there. Cradling the young boy, I see a bright glow of light off to my right on the other side of a hill, and hear booming noises with loud sirens. I feel ‘anxious’ about whatever is happening over there and know that this young boy is scared as well.

Trying to keep him calm, I tell him it’s ‘only traffic’ on the road in front of us, pointing out a large bus that is blasting music as it passes right to left. We hear more sirens and I tell him, “look! It’s a firetruck!” as I see a big ladder truck passing by on our right (toward the booming sounds and bright light).

He becomes interested at the idea of a firetruck and seems to enjoy watching it as it turns the corner now coming toward us from the right.

Looking forward, it appears I am on a hill, facing downhill toward a road that is just on the other side of a huge drop off (cliff-like). I feel like it’s a ‘stone wall’ of some kind—very, very high--that I would need to float down to get where I needed to bring this baby. (I am still fully aware I am out of body.)

My concern for this baby is intense, as now I worry that should I NOT be OOB and try to float down, I may injure him! I felt I was not ‘in form’ as I usually am when OOB, hence my confusion as to my status.

Knowing I was carrying someone ‘more physical’ than me, I felt a deep concern that I couldn’t take a chance that harm will come to him. I decided if I had to get down this cliff-like wall, I’d have to climb down slowly as if ‘in physical’ form. My priority was to keep the baby safe as I knew there were people waiting for him to arrive down there.

It was at this time, I realized we were next to the fire truck we saw earlier by this stone wall. There were two firemen that appeared in front of us as we both sat on the front hood of the fire truck.

Knowing these men could not see me, I turned to the ‘presence’ who was always with me, “hey, I need a little help here!”, meaning I needed these men to see the baby and take him from me. I knew these men were able to take the baby where he needed to go.

The first fireman reached for the baby, grabbing one arm, and I was concerned immediately that he was going to harm the child bringing him down that way! The other fireman quickly stepped up and showed him how to handle this ‘transition’ the right way so the child was not harmed.

My next memory was of watching this young boy pedal off in a new toy fire truck he was just given, excited and happy, smiling and full of joy. Things faded very quickly after that and I woke back on the couch, happy to know he was safe and recorded as many details as I could.

A second OOB experience happened shortly after this one, but it was on a very personal note that I cannot share much of it with you. But what I can share is the fact that instead of ‘rolling out’ for this OBE, I once again had the knowing that ‘someone’ had come into the living room and stood over me as I lay on the couch.

This time it was my daughter, and it was so convincingly real, that even though I KNEW I was ‘not in body’, the clarity of my surroundings and the exacting detail of every bit of the experience was so clear that I fell easily into believing it was ‘really happening’….that is, until I awoke, once again with an old broken recorder that didn’t work…my usual false awakening…but this time did not remember it as a signal until I woke fully and saw nothing I had experienced was true!!

In trying to figure out what happened with the young boy, the best I can put together is the strong feeling that this young boy had been in a terrible ‘accident’ of some kind…maybe a house fire or other catastrophic event, where he remained deeply in the ‘near physical’ realm due to his confusion and fright.

This was the first time I have ever had the knowing that I was not ‘in form’, and could not be seen by the ones I’m trying to help. I don’t know if the young boy was ever able to see me, but by allowing me to comfort him with my energy, I was able to interact and get him to where he needed to go.

(**Many thanks to Kerry once again for her beautiful photo creation to add some visual beauty to my blog!)

5 comments:

CFTraveler said...

CFTraveler on Fri Feb 04, 2011 6:07 pm from Astral Dynamics forum

It looks like you did a very well-handled retrieval. Good work!
I also get the feeling that one of the firemen (facilitator) was a 'trainee'.

Some theorists believe that some of us are facilitators when we sleep- so even when we're unaware of it, we've already been doing it, so when we learn to do it consciously, it 'comes naturally'. I like this idea.

Beekeeper said...

Beekeeper on Sat Feb 05, 2011 12:00 am from Astral Dynamics forum

Not just when asleep but between lives too.

I once had an experience with a dead boy (I found him in a news report during the week) that shared a similar component, I think. He did perceive me, as we danced awhile, then he seemed to lay down and I had that same sensation of laying energy over him but it's only in reading this post that I've come to understand that's what it was. I thought the sensation was because the boy had drowned. Interesting.

I've also had a giant cross (in red paint rather that bars) on a slamming door act as an error signal when I've been too focussed on my own will.

I really enjoy reading your experiences, Karen. There seems to have been an increase in the clarity of detail you're able to report too.

Oliver said...

by Korpo on Sat Feb 05, 2011 4:04 pm
Hello, Karen.

This very definitely sounded like a retrieval. The firemen were probably facilitators. They appeared in this form to assure the boy that they would bring him to safety. When you saw him with his toy he was probably in some kind of healing place, recovering from a shock in a way that is natural to children - play. The reality of what happened is only in elements there (playing with a firetruck), while the environment restores the sense of security and of being whole.

The state of mind you found the boy in was probably the reason he couldn't make the transition himself. He probably didn't see you because either he didn't have his inner senses active or the shock kept him in a low plane without access to a higher body. I think you were in such a body, and while you could traverse the lower plane, you noticed that you were not as dense and present there as you're used to when you're in a body that matches the plane you're on. You described that mismatch very well.

In fact, the whole description conveys the whole experience beautifully and clearly. Kudos!

The Gateway Man said...

Though your written descriptions are so vivid, I'm thinking you might want to sneak a small video camera with you next time and then post the videos :-)

misubela said...

I lost my 2 year old daughter a year ago due to illness, sometimes i am concerned that she might be stuck or had been at some point. But a deeper feeling tells me she is in peace and in the light, something tells me i need to trust my inner knowledge, plus reading about your retrievals conforts me to see that there are helpers like you working to help those confused souls.
In another note, your story about the blanket explains a very similar experience that happened to me a few months after she left this world, i was taking a nap and i was feeling a little cold but i didnt want to wake up , then a feeling of a warm blanket covering me was so nice i knew it was her way of hugging me with the best way she could.