I never divulged my psychic abilities until I was in college. I scared the hell out of one of my dorm mates. We were just playing around with tarot cards. I didn't need any cards. I told her "Something of yours is going to be stolen tonight." She awoke to discover her car had been stolen during the night.
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I began hanging out in psychic chatrooms and was soon working as a reader in several of them. I had quite a following due to my accuracy rate...but it was burning me out constantly doing readings.
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By then I was working with who I assumed at the time was my "spirit guide", a Native American holy man named Dancing Earth who claimed he was named after earthquakes. My friends and I just called him "DE". Mostly he taught me moral/ethical stuff like "There's a difference between a good warrior and a wise warrior. The wise warrior never lowers himself to his adversary's level but strives to make his adversary rise to his level. Always be the wise warrior, Gracie." (He called me Gracie)
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The day came when he said he said we were going to start taking some trips so he could show me how things really worked out in the cosmos. I called these trips our "field trips".
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On our first trip I found us standing outside of ornate gates made of white light. The gates stood open as if to welcome us.
"Where are we?" I asked.
"It's not time for you to know that yet," DE replied. (He told me that A LOT!)
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When we stepped through the gates we were flanked on either side by the most exquisite gardens I'd ever seen.
The colors were far more vivid than they are on earth. The flowers were in perfectly bloomed form. There were water features and crystal rods jutting up out of these gardens.
DE explained they were like advanced computers that supplied the light in wherever we were, among other things. The light caught these rods and cast multi-colored pastel rainbows over the gardens.
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There was also statuary everywhere, of angels. How DE kept a straight face working with the likes of me I'll never know. I remember thinking Boy! Whoever lives here REALLY likes angels!
Being telepathic I'm sure DE heard that thought. Poor man must have been thinking How did I get saddled with the village idiot?! LOL
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As we walked we encountered groups of beings dressed in long, white hooded robes. I called them the "monks" because that's what they
My sketch of the gardens
looked like and I didn't know what else to call them. They were human looking but had a very ethereal quality to them, their bodies radiating white light and unconditional love you felt to the depths of your soul.
As we approached them, they stop in their tracks and bow to us.
I don't like people bowing to me so I said to DE "Why do they keep doing that?"
"Sign of respect," he answered.
"Well can ya ask em to knock it off? I don't like people bowing to me."
I'd no sooner thought that than they all straightened up and never bowed to us again. Obviously telepathic.
Their intelligence and wisdom was off any earthly charts. And they seemed to know everything about me, even things I'd never shared with anyone.
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DE and I walked further into the city. The walkways appeared to be paved in gold but DE explained it was an ET material that had the appearance of real gold bricks. We continued on...and I stopped dead in my tracks.
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"DE THAT'S THE BUILDING IN MY GOING TO EARTH MEMORY!"
Being a man of few words generally speaking, DE just smiled.
"Wait a second...YOU'RE the teacher I loved so much that I left behind!"
He smiled again, broader this time.
"DE am I home?" I asked.
"You certainly are," he replied.
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We approached the front of the monstrous white marble hall ahead of us - and passed through the solid wall into the interior.
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"JESUS CHRIST!" I yelled. "Mind warning me ahead of time if we're going to walk through a solid wall?"
"Relax, you've done it before." (I had???)
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We were standing in the foyer of the most enormous library I'd ever seen.
The Angelic Hall of Records
Floor to ceiling bookshelves filled with ancient looking scrolls, manuscripts and books stretched as far as the eye could see in every direction. There was a statue of a man holding the earth over his head in the foyer.
DE said there was a book he wanted to show me. It appeared in his hands as if by magic, open to the page he wanted to show me.
The book was many inches thick and looked to be ancient. The pages were papyrus or something similar and were filled with weird handwritten symbols. The cover looked to be leather and it was bound with metal hinges.
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"How am I supposed to read that?" I asked.
"You can," DE assured me.
"Look again," he instructed.
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I don't know how but I could read it. It was a book about the war earth is involved in now between good and evil and my role in it. (No, it wasn't my Akashic record). After I'd read it DE asked if he could erase my memory of what I'd just read so I wouldn't inadvertently return to earth and change history. I agreed.
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Ten years after my visit to the Hall of Records, psychic Sylvia Browne would publish her book Life On the Other Side. Here's her sketch of the Hall of Records:
DE and I left the Hall of Records and continued on to the Hall of Knowledge. When we entered I noticed a group of the "monks" talking about something they called "soul transfer". They were furious! Someone was transferring souls that weren't authorized to and the monks were shouting "MANY HEADS WILL ROLL!"
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The monks were charged with the accounting of every soul ever created so I could understand their anger at someone just transferring souls from body to body, willy nilly.
DE took me over to a machine and said "I'm going to show you how what you call Judgement Day works." If you've ever heard someone who's had a brush with death say "I saw my life flash before my eyes!" the scanning machine is where that saying originated.
The scanning machine has a domed top through which holographic images are projected. I was allowed to watch a woman who'd recently passed go through the process. She was the kind of woman we'd describe as the grandmotherly sort with a heart of gold.
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Your entire earthly life plays out in the top of this machine, your interactions with every person you ever crossed paths with. But you don't just watch it play out. You FEEL it just as the person you crossed paths with did. If you brought them love and happiness, that's what you'll feel. However, if you hurt them and brought them pain, then you'll feel that just as they did.
The grandmotherly sort with the heart of gold was a sobbing heap on the floor by the time her life review was finished. Then you judge your own performance. No one judges you but you...and then you decide if you want to reincarnate again to improve on your spiritual performance. It's entirely up to you.
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From there we headed for the Adjustment Level. The Angelic realm consists of densities 7 through 15. The 7th density is the Adjustment Level, where you get used to being without a physical body and back in energy/spirit form. It's where you check in to have your soul accounted for and meet briefly with your Angelic life mentor.
The Orientation Center on the Adjustment Level
Just to give you an idea of someone on the Adjustment Level...this spirit box session was done the day after Matthew Perry died. You don't have to listen to the entire video...
But in the beginning of the video you hear him say he's adjusting slowly, he's homesick, he's missing his cell phone.
That's the adjusting to being back in spirit I was referring to, the leaving his earthly life behind.
In the Angelic realm everything is manifested via the mind. If you want a duplicate of your earthly home. Go ahead and manifest a duplicate. I even had one guy in spirit tell me he had to go or he'd be late for his tee off time! I guess he missed his golf. LOL
After your life review, you go into what I call the "resting phase". During this period, communication with those in spirit is next to impossible because well...they're resting and receiving healing.
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From the Hall of Knowledge we continued on to the Hall of Justice.
Hall of Justice
This is where the Angelic Council presides from.
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Acres and acres of beautiful gardens surround the Hall of Justice and this was when things began looking familiar to me again. Another teacher I had and I would often go over my spiritual lessons in that garden.
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There are walkways, ivy
covered sitting areas, streams, forests. It's breathtaking in its beauty.
All too soon our first field trip home ended but on the way out I noticed a portal to my left.
"What's in there?" I asked DE.
"What you'd call Hell."
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THAT got my attention! I wanted to see it for myself!
"No, you don't want to go in there Gracie," DE warned.
"Yeah I do! I want to see it for myself!" I insisted.
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We argued over this for a good 30 minutes until DE saw I wasn't going to change my mind. We agreed he'd get me out the second I said I wanted out.
To say that I lasted a nanosecond would be stretching it.
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It is pitch black, you see nothing. If you had a physical brain in your head it would be rattled out of your head by the incessant, deafening screaming and moaning. You exist as a state of complete and utter despair that we don't even have words in our language to describe.
"If that ain't Hell then what is it?!" I asked.
"For now, let's just call it a holding space."
Many years later I'd read George Green's Handbook for the New Paradigm, that Green claims was given to him by the ET's. And what do I find in the Handbook? An explanation of (and I quote) "the holding space". They described it as a place of contemplation. Yeah, good luck contemplating anything in there!
"So there's no such physical places as Heaven and Hell?" I asked DE.
"Those are human inventions." DE answered. And he's right...if you go back into the ancient texts, you'll find the terms Heaven and Hell are states of mind or being - not physical places!
And we still make reference to that fact today! What does someone say if they're experiencing something incredibly blissful "I'm in Heaven!" or "This is Heaven!" And if experiencing something horrific, we say something like "This is HELL!" They are states of mind. Not physical places.
On my second trip home we visited a couple more of the Halls.
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The first one was the Hall of Tones. When a soul is created, it is assigned a 3 syllable tone that identifies it for all of eternity. The first syllable of the tone is OM, followed by 2 more syllables. For example, my soul tone is OM-KI-YA.
Our next stop was the Hall of Voices. This is where the Angelic choir sings from and no matter what level of the Angelic realm you're on, you will hear this choir singing in the background. They've been heard and recorded on earth several times and the recordings analyzed.
The video at left tells the story of a 7 person choir singing at choir practice and what was caught on tape. The recording was analyzed and you can hear the results of that analysis on the video as well.
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That's pretty much what you need to know about the Angelic realm. It's a really beautiful place, better than any physical "Heaven" you can imagine.
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Will you see your loved ones who passed
before you? Yes, if you want to. You create how your own "death" goes down. Your pets are all there as well.
However, you will not be joined at the hip with any of those who went before you as many people believe.
For example, husbands and wives. In all likelihood your spouse will have reincarnated so you'll see him or her but not spend eternity with them. Don't get discouraged at that...you'll find your earthly conceptions will be vastly different from your much bigger picture perspective once you've passed. There's an awareness you gain when you pass that you don't have here.