I was sitting in my room this morning, waiting for my interview on the Edward Tyll radio show to begin when I was approached by an entity that I have nicknamed Ajax. He used to follow me around my house when I was young. He did not used to speak. I woke up one night and watched him bounce a ball incessantly against the door of my bedroom. He used to leave me things, things that would appear out of nowhere. And he also used to lead me to things. One day, when I was eight, he led me into a crawl space in my house where I found an actual old skeleton key. Isn’t that so cliché’? I still have no idea what that key went to, but I still have it in my little army box full of treasures. Ajax is a truly benevolent poltergeist. Anyway, I finally discovered why he never said anything to me three years ago, when he spoke for the very first time and explained to me that his “voice” was outside the vibrational range of what I could perceive for most of my childhood, while I was still identified with victim consciousness. Like a radio dial, I had to turn my frequency to a range where I could receive his frequency and thus perceive him in that way. It makes sense then why he was suddenly able to speak to me when I decided to embrace my life and align with my purpose here.
Ajax is what we call a “retriever” spirit. He specializes in taking beings to where they are needed or where they need to go. It’s a kin to being a messenger, but instead of messages, he brings beings from one place to another. He is the one who calls me out of body most frequently. This morning was no exception. He motioned to me to come with him. I informed him that I had a radio show to attend to. He acknowledged the fact and informed me that the radio show host would be late calling me (he was right). So I closed my eyes and withdrew my focus into the physical dimension. It’s a sort of “undoing” instead of a “doing” process to get out of body. You have to un-invest in your identity and in your story line. You have to let go of yourself completely and follow as if you have no attachments to any part of this life. It is actually a much more natural process than attaching to an identity or story line or physicality. To attach is to resist the truth of who you really are, which is pure, unquantifiable, consciousness. So to get out of body, one must release that resistance completely and reverse the process of projection into the physical. It feels like a release in the form of a withdrawal.
I spent a while in the vibrational stage of out of body travel this morning. Mostly out of curiosity, so I could remember what it felt like to be in the transitional stages of switching states of consciousness. It feels very much like being inside a jet engine. The buzzing turns to humming which turns to roaring and deep vibrations that start in the skin and spread inward, until it floods the bone marrow. There is a sharp sensation of adrenaline in the background that warns you away from the feeling. One would expect the survival instincts to revolt; after all it’s a violent shaking apart of the model of physical reality. Just past the vibrational stage, I transitioned into a “veil”. I call them veils because they appear like veils. When we re-enter into the physical mind, the brain interprets them that way (as veils). The veils are simply vibrational divisions between realities and dimensions. Ajax explained to me that we were about to enter a probability construct for earth in the near future. Probabilities are future realities that have been co created that are stronger in vibration than potentials are and thus more likely to actually come to physical fruition.
I focused my consciousness stream through the veil. Instantly, I am with people on a suburban street. People are speaking American English. We are on a coastline. The shore is muddy, not sandy. The ocean water is murky and incredibly cold, I can tell so because of the air coming off of the water. I walk into the nearest house and down into the basement of the house, but there is a window that looks out over the ocean at ground level. I am listening to a radio channel that is being projected out of a modern looking phone on a desk. The radio show host is a woman, she is bantering, nothing special. Suddenly, with no warning, an enormous wave about seven feet high rolls towards the shore and towards the house. I watch families running towards their children to grab them, shock in their voices and some of them gasping. It is as if this coastline has never seen waves like this. The water pushes large bits of wood onto the shore. An omnipotent voice in the background says, “Everything happens in threes”. And then, a second wave hits the shore, this time only slightly taller than the first. Some people are pulled out into the water. They are screams now and most people are picking up their things frantically and leaving the shoreline. They are yelling to people to get inside their cars. The ocean water gets sucked out to sea; all of the water disappears until all you can see of the ocean, is the muddy bottom of the ocean bed. A feeling of dread makes it’s way through my entire body. I get the feeling that people are going to die. I realize that nothing I could do could enable them to get away from the coastline fast enough. I think about what it would feel like to lose my own son into the depths of the ocean. It turns my stomach. The radio begins to turn to static and cuts out. I look at it and then look back to the window just in time to realize that there is a tsunami wave that is headed towards the house I’m standing in that is so large, it is many times bigger than the size of the house. There is a feeling of doom and no escape. I purposefully surrender as the wave hits the house and breaks through the glass window. It all happens so fast that I feel a brief second of the chill of the water and then the colossal weight of the water hits me so hard, it knocks me out of my body completely. I am back in the “veil space” with Ajax.
Being back in the veil space, I ask Ajax “Is this a tsunami” he says “yes, potentially one of many to come. They will hit areas that have never seen them before.” I stopped to ponder the reality of such an event in the United States. Ajax, who perceives my thoughts says, “not just in the United States”. I have known that the earth itself has been preparing for a healing phase for a long time. You can liken it to a big dog, which feels a flea on its back and decides to itch and shake in an attempt to reach homeostasis again. Except in this scenario, humans are like the flea.
I love people. Humans are some of the most fascinating, capable, complex beings in the entire universe. But people, with all of their modern ways of defying the elements, forget that this little ecosystem here on earth is bigger than they are and that they are in fact a part of it. Let’s offer an analogy. Sometimes a person can become infested with a bacteria strain, like staff. Staff, which normally lives in a state of benevolence within the body, becomes aggressive in its overpopulation and effect on the very body that sustains it. Then, the body revolts in order to re-balance itself. It gets a fever, it gets chills, it trembles. It releases antibodies. This process continues until homeostasis is reached by the human body. We are like a bacteria strain on the earth. We can live in complete harmony with the earth, we can even benefit the earth with our existence, much like the bacteria strains within our bodies, benefit us. But when we become out of balance, overpopulate and over affect the earth, it has the same reaction that the human body does. The earth gets fevers, it gets chills, it trembles. It brings the human race back into balance with itself. We are entering into one such a time, when the earth is triggered to heal itself. All too often, people are on the losing side of this equation because the societies we have erected are in and of themselves, antagonists to the earth and the other beneficial beings that coexist in this ecosystem of ours.
I asked Ajax what he would have me do about what I saw. He said “Give people the message that the time has come to re-connect with the earth itself as the true source of physical wellbeing. Explain to them that they have not become exempt from their dependence upon the earth. All things come from the agreed upon platform for life called earth.” He paused for a while and then continued. He said, “you need to re deliver a message by Carl Sagan called a blue dot”. I said “ok”. I had never read any of Carl Sagan’s material and I had never heard of “a blue dot”. But given that this is the information age, I had at least some measure of faith that I could find what Ajax was talking about. I asked him if I would start prophetic dreaming again, like I did so often as a teenager. He said “Yes, and you will be receiving visions and you will be called out of body to see the constructs more”. I knew that would be Ajax’s answer already. Constructs are like vibrational building blocks for what is to come. The collective consciousness of mankind is in the process of creating the future for mankind. Before these vibrational projections become physical realities, they exist as potentials. When they become stronger, they become probabilities within the universe (probabilities like the one I was shown this morning). Many beings refer to them as “constructs”.
I sat in the veil space until I felt like it was time to go back into my physical perspective. I intended “back to the body” and with no perception of travel or movement of any kind, was back in my body staring at the darkness of my closed eyelids. I had been gone for what felt like half of a day and in reality, according to the clock, I had been gone just under four minutes. Three minutes after I returned, the radio station called and I did my interview. It took me a few hours (with the help of my principal guide Veldendale) to find the quote that Ajax wanted me to share with the world. It is actually very long and now, I can see how it is perfect. So instead of speculate about what the meaning is, I figured I’d just post it here and let you decide for yourself what to think and how to feel. I would love if you would share your reactions in the comment section below.
“Look again at that dot. That's here. That's home. That's us. On it everyone you love, everyone you know, everyone you ever heard of, every human being who ever was, lived out their lives. The aggregate of our joy and suffering, thousands of confident religions, ideologies, and economic doctrines, every hunter and forager, every hero and coward, every creator and destroyer of civilization, every king and peasant, every young couple in love, every mother and father, hopeful child, inventor and explorer, every teacher of morals, every corrupt politician, every "superstar," every "supreme leader," every saint and sinner in the history of our species lived there-on a mote of dust suspended in a sunbeam.
The Earth is a very small stage in a vast cosmic arena. Think of the endless cruelties visited by the inhabitants of one corner of this pixel on the scarcely distinguishable inhabitants of some other corner, how frequent their misunderstandings, how eager they are to kill one another, how fervent their hatreds. Think of the rivers of blood spilled by all those generals and emperors so that, in glory and triumph, they could become the momentary masters of a fraction of a dot.
Our posturings, our imagined self-importance, the delusion that we have some privileged position in the Universe, are challenged by this point of pale light. Our planet is a lonely speck in the great enveloping cosmic dark. In our obscurity, in all this vastness, there is no hint that help will come from elsewhere to save us from ourselves.
The Earth is the only world known so far to harbor life. There is nowhere else, at least in the near future, to which our species could migrate. Visit, yes. Settle, not yet. Like it or not, for the moment the Earth is where we make our stand.
It has been said that astronomy is a humbling and character-building experience. There is perhaps no better demonstration of the folly of human conceits than this distant image of our tiny world. To me, it underscores our responsibility to deal more kindly with one another, and to preserve and cherish the pale blue dot, the only home we've ever known.” ― Carl Sagan, Pale Blue Dot: A Vision of the Human Future in Space