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ianchris948
My first experience was when I was college. I was on retreat at a Buddhist monastery with a class I was taking and I was having a difficult time with meditation. I was horribly embarrassed because I couldn't hold back the emotion during group meditations and after running out of the second session I went back to my bungalow I laid down to take a nap, and in my dream" I was standing in between two of my classmates. They were arguing and I couldn't understand why. I woke up and as I was walking out of my bungalow, one of the two classmates that were arguing in my "dream" was walking up the pathway and I stopped her, told her I had the strangest dream which I proceeded to describe to her [without thinking it was real] and then asked her if everything was alright. She attacked me viciously accusing me of "spying" on her and our other classmate and she kind of freaked out so we ended up leaving the monastery a day early I spent almost 10 years denying that event until I was finally able to accept it. I have been invited to learn how to master the ability to astral project, and I am very interested but the time isn't right yet. None the less, I have been able to do it a number of uncontrolled times since, usually when I am surrounded by imminent danger. Something guides me to where I have to be in order to hear what I must be made aware of. It has saved my life on at least one occasion. However, my experience at the monastery was exceptionally clear. It was like something had turn a water valve on except it felt more like a fire hydrant, which in turn caused me to panic because I didn't know how to control it.
Another pinnacle moment occurred during a business trip. I was working on location in the Idles of Capri and when I arrived to the resort the first person I came across while walking through the lobby, was a stout woman. I smiled and glanced at her name tag. Under her name was "Haiti" so I greeted her in formal French addressing her very properly. She seemed surprised for some reason and then she very awkwardly responded. My client lost control of that program, it was a disaster and she made the attempt to put the blame on me. Luckily, I had pulled some strings at Miami and managed to get the customs check cleared for the CEO summit immediately following the program, which impressed the President of the company but made my client look bad. When I got back to the resort my client ripped into me in the middle of the grand ballroom in front of everyone, then she fired me. I went to our office in tears, and vented to the travel agent that was coordinating our travel itineraries and I didn't realize the main client was sitting right next to us. Then I went back to my room and took a nap. My room was a mess, the bed was unmade and after laying down I remember sitting up, the light in the foyer was the only light on and out from the shadows came the Haitian woman accompanied with another woman who was carrying a rooster. The feet were tied and she had a hand around its beak. I watched them, from start to finish, at the very end of the ritual the woman carrying the rooster said in French "He can see us." The stout woman replied "No, it is impossible." A which point I said "But no, I see." Then I was awake, the lights were on, my bed was made complete with chocolate and the room was clean.
Three years later I learned that a year after that program, that same client who humiliated me had a similar program in Palm Springs and some how the CEO and a handful of chief officers got abandoned up on the mountain, I guess no one went back to pick them up and the tram wasn't working. They almost died up there until one of them got the bright idea to start a wildfire and that's how they were found. Needless to say, that was end of her career.
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