At twenty-something, living the typical life of a young woman in the corporate world, I was the last person I’d ever expect to have her life path veer off for a destined mission. I’d only dreamed of cruising over the rainbow to another world if it was on a quest for a real pot of gold.
I hadn’t thought much about what might be on ‘the other side.”
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My life changes in a blink of an eye.
Suddenly, with barely a warning, a doorway was flung open, and I had plunged into a life-changing mystical event. Unbeknownst to me, I was introduced to the initial sensation of entering into a more intense out-of-body experience (OBE).
I now believe that the ‘other side’ can only be accessed through a door in the subconscious mind.
As a child, I saw the tooth fairy. To me, it was real.
A half-century later, I still believe it.
Such visions are not dreams but representations
of our immense capacity for inner awareness.
Here’s what happened to me..
I now believe that the ‘other side’ can only be accessed through a door in the subconscious mind.
I remember, it was late the 1980s.
Fresh spring dew settled on the ground as all my senses awoke. Trees draped in alluring foliage welcomed new nesters. Lush gardens budded and bloomed into colorful arrays with pleasing aromas and sweet nectar appeal.
I usually felt in harmony with Nature’s rhythmic flow for each season.
But my higher self had other plans for me…
A first fainting episode a few weeks earlier, which my doctor concluded as stress-induced, was a precursor to a bigger picture—one which I now call a Visionary Near-Death Experience (VNDE).
A lifelong struggle
My chronic neck pain is a constant reminder of that spring day, just before sunrise. One minute, I was standing in the kitchen looking out the window at the pre-dawn darkness. Then, suddenly, I was surrounded by pure white light. As I was quickly passing out, I realized I was beginning to have an out-of-body experience.
“How did I get there?” I wondered…
It dawned on me that I was looking down from above at my body lying on the kitchen floor. It was still dark outside, and I’d been making coffee before work.
“Am I alive?” I considered, unsure of anything. I reviewed what I remembered: standing by the sink across the room.
A strange feeling had overcome me. I had panicked and bent my knees trying to get to the floor, but it was as if I’d been flung across the room against the stove. I’d felt my neck crack on the hard edge of the stove, and then my head landed on a blessed cushion of a stuffed green garbage bag.
I was twirling into another scene.
My mind suddenly seemed to flip a switch, and earthly colors no longer existed. I realized I was no longer in my kitchen. Walking down wide, uneven stone stairs, I couldn’t stop being pulled towards whatever awaited me.
I somehow knew that I was in an ancient, dimly lit castle. As I crouched low in the stale air, I peered between the huge handrail bars at a terrifying sight to my left. I sensed that it was the scene of a horrific demise in a past life.
Overcome with panic, my survival instincts kicked in as I quickly averted my gaze to the right …
There, I saw a tall figure with a long white beard, a wise and scholarly man draped in a dramatic billowing cape. He stood busily rearranging books in a vast archival library with towering shelves. Somehow, I knew he was the guardian of these books.
Surprised, he looked around and locked his intense eyes with mine. He hastily retrieved a giant book from a shelf and flipped it open.
Pointing his finger to a page, he exclaimed …
“It’s inscribed here that you’re not meant to be born for another 300 years. What are you doing here?” He sounded annoyed, as if I’d foiled a critical plan. But whose plan?
Many years later, when I heard about the ‘Akashic Records’ (eternal records of all human events), I wondered if they were what had filled his library shelves.
I stared blankly at him, then shrugged, not knowing how to respond or whether I should. I think I got the message… In my disembodied state, another strange sensation overcame me as I regained consciousness and returned to my body. I opened my eyes and lifted my head off the garbage bag.
Pains shot down my neck… It’s not a good start to my day.
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I’m fast-forwarding my memory to this moment.
Decades later, this experience retains all its clarity. My VNDE was a soul vision. It all makes sense to me now, stepping out of present space-time into another aspect for self-discovery.
Being told that I was born ‘too early’ makes me wonder if that’s why my unyielding quest to create The Spectrahue Method and Lumalight tools is the start of a futuristic healing system.
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The art of chromotherapy is an incredible skill.
Civilizations, from Atlantean times to the ancient Egyptians, mastered harnessing sunlight’s colors for its medicinal, mystical, and spiritual power.
I continue to brave this well-traveled path by trusting my visions and insights. With its challenges, curves, and pitfalls, there were ‘aha’ moments, discoveries, successes, and amazing people who held me up when I was about to crash.
Yes, there were many of those moments, too
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Thoughts can rush with creative flair.
Reflecting on every choice I made and the path I took, I realized that it was destined to play out in its exact sequence, just as puzzle pieces eventually fit together, finding their place in revealing the big picture.
The ability to tap into your visionary capacity may have similar outcomes as publicly described Near-Death Experiences but with an additional quest or soul’s purpose reminder. However, otherworldly (psychic sight) experiences cannot be proven scientifically. And there’s no spiritual travel kit for when that moment arrives. It’s as if your etheric body, your invisible light body duplicate, takes off over the rainbow, leaving your physical form behind. A one-minute excursion (Earth time) might seem like an eternity during your ‘out of body’ time travel.
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Looking back in time.
In the autumn of 1996, I had the first of many visions that beckoned me to explore the language of light and its powerful rays. Then, sacred geometries with their symbolic meanings were revealed to me. At the same time, Maxi, a Bichon puppy, joined me on my journey. He was funny and smart, my confidant and spiritual guide. But that’s another story.
A Friend for Eternity
In remembrance of his legacy, I wrote The Adventures of Maximojo: A Warp in Time to heal others through the stories of his space travels and friends.
The story is about finding your “mojo,” your true purpose in life. I believe Maxi or “Maximojo” still oversees my work. He sometimes visits me in my dreams to this day.
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Here are some apsects of altered states.
Perhaps VNDEs are an altered state of consciousness, a heightened awareness, and a viewing of other dimensions within and beyond our auric fields. Intentionally being open to experiencing ‘seeing’ or ‘visions’ takes practice and perseverance. As with any skill that requires training, it’s challenging and requires commitment. Perception is a finely tuned sensory apparatus.
During visionary meditative practice, OBEs may include:
- Colors are more vivid and bright than our earthly palette.
- Emotions and all senses, including intuition, are heightened.
- Encounters with other living beings that feel familiar to you.
- Metaphoric messages received from interesting life forms.
- Instinctively knowing that you are far from home, on a quest.
- Sense of trust as you explore unknown landscapes.
Recorded visionary experiences encounted.
Throughout history, visions of prophetic messages received during certain meditative states have been common. “Its thunderous voice spoke to me” was a description in old texts. Some say it’s an auditory hallucination, while others profoundly believe it’s their Higher Self, Angelic Realms, or Source.
In addition, reception in the airwaves was probably clearer in earlier times. For example, it was without static interference from WiFi, radio, or microwave.
Also, accessing higher realms or universal consciousness is still possible once you navigate your mind through this crowded matrix of signals.
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It really is mind over matter.
Shamanic journeying, rebirthing techniques, past-life regression, and energy work are used for healing, soul revival, and discovering life’s mysteries. Consider surfing color light into higher realms of your consciousness as your guiding light, too.
Now, it’s your turn…
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Is this Journey a Living Myth too?
Nature ebbs and flows through each season, unraveling our story. Plants shrug off their last leaf and wilt inward as trees let down their façade. In the cool air, foliage crumples into muted browns under gray skies, prepared to rest, knowing there’s a mastermind puzzle behind every life story.
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