I had every intention to write an account regarding what happened to me yesterday. But the more I think about it, the more I deem it necessary to not focus on what happened to me, but more importantly, to tell you the “message” briefly and concisely. We are moving from an era of word orientation reality to one that comprises telepathy and thought creation (instantaneous).
What my experience showed me was astounding. I was in an environment in which thoughts from another that were projected to me, regarding what that person thought of me, I received. Not knowingly I received them, but nontheless, I did on a subconscious level.
Over time, sitting in a chair, I felt stiffer and “older” to the extent, I was ready to jump out of my chair and go streaking like a flash out of there. I did not understand why I felt so terrible. But this I did understand.
I felt ugly. I felt old. I felt worthless. I felt a non-being. I felt like the clothes that I had picked out to wear, that only a little while ago looked lovely on me, felt all wrong, and in fact, downright ugly.
When my bladder spoke to me I stood up and asked the young girl behind the desk where the ladies room was. I looked into eyes void of expression, with absolutely zero connection to me in any fashion. Brrrrrrr………I felt stiff, I felt ugly, I felt old.
Going to the ladies room, I looked into the mirror and to my shock and horror I looked stiff, I looked old, I looked ugly. Now mind you, just a short time from then, I had used another ladies room on a different floor. There I felt pretty, I felt young and alive, I felt liked for me. In fact, I know I looked good for a gentleman on a cell phone, whom I passed to go back to where I had originally been from the ladies room, turned around to look at me after I passed him. I heard the change in his voice so I knew he was looking. I smiled. And I exaggerated my hip motion. Nothing like getting an appreciative look from a male that will just (at least me) make her walk taller and with more sass! LOL
That was on the forth floor. There I was met with a Soul Smile and warmth and in fact, one female nurse who passed me while I was crocheting a baby afghan, stopped and admired my work, saying how she would absolutely love to get back to crocheting! She also took the time to listen to me explain my “dreams” and she smiling in return, again complimented on the color of yarn I was using.
Then down to the first floor. And the moment I walked into the waiting room, the “chill” could be felt in the air. I looked around to see from what source I was feeling this from. The same TV program was running that was running on the forth floor waiting room. The chairs looked to me to much more comfortable then the ones upstairs. No. That wasn’t it. I approached the desk from which this young woman stood, and smiled at her, saying, “Good morning!” No response to me. I was completely ignored as she shoved a clipboard with paper to be filled out to my husband.
(Looks like I am telling the story after all. This is just flowing from my hands, so it is meant to be.)
I sat down on one of the chairs, looking around casually at who else was there. A woman sat next to me, who I attempted to start a conversation with, but that fell flat. So I turned to my crocheting and continued from where I had left off.
Occasionally, I would look up, feeling “eyes” on me, and those eyes came from this young woman behind the desk. Just staring at me with no expression, no emotion, no connections that I could either feel or see. It put shudders through me. I couldn’t even smile back.
The longer I sat, the worse I felt.
Then the “Rabbit Hole” intensified. An elderly man with a cane came out of the hallway which was to my left, and he walked passed me, and entered a door to my right. A few moments later, his daughter came from the hallway looking for her Father. I told her that I saw him entering the door to my right. The man sitting two chairs from me to my right, closer to the door, was asked by the young woman behind the desk, if he saw this man. His reply, “I didn’t see anyone.”
So, the young woman (desk woman) went through the doors that were on my right, looking for this elderly gentleman. She came back out, and with this man’s daughter, went through the doors to my left, leading to the lobby, in a further attempt at finding this man. He was found. In the lobby.
I SAW THIS MAN WALK IN FRONT OF ME AND ENTER THE DOORS TO MY RIGHT. THE MAN SITTING 2 CHAIRS DOWN FROM ME TO MY RIGHT, SAW NOTHING. THE ELDERLY GENTLEMAN IN “REALITY” HAD WALKED THROUGH THE DOORS LEADING TO THE LOBBY THAT STOOD TO MY LEFT.
I am telling you, I am certain that I saw this man go through the doors to my right, because I remember seeing his cane go by me. I didn’t look up due to working on my crochet. I saw either a split reality where this man entered two doors, me seeing only the one, or I saw a mirror affect because of a blip in the dimensions.
Now back to me. What I saw in myself as being ugly, old, stiff in the mirror, was in fact the THOUGHTS of the desk woman being seen through my eyes, and being experienced as REAL by me as well. Even when my husband and I left, I looked at windows to see my reflection and I saw an OLD WOMAN walking, stooped, hunched over, and walking very stiff.
You talk about a freak out! That is NOT me! I walk as a young woman, standing tall and straight, walking with a long stride. I could not believe me eyes, yet this is what I truly saw and felt.
On the forth floor I felt pretty, young, liked for me and the mirror in the ladies room reflected that image right back to me. On the first floor, I felt ugly, old, and nothing I liked about my hair nor my clothing or me, I saw reflected in the mirror.
How can this even be possible? Yet it really happened. And the incident with the elderly man happened.
So out of all this, I am being shown, that our thoughts are becoming instantaneous and being reflected powerfully by the receiver of those projected thoughts. I am also being shown that a mirror affect has begun to happen, in other words, we are going to be seeing in reverse to that which is actually in “reality”. Left will become right. Up will become down. Front will become back. In will become out.
I experienced several different dimensions in one “place”, in one “building”. I asked how this even can be possible, and I was told our thoughts are so powerful now and transmission is so rapid now, we are creating our own realities which is becoming extremely obvious. Parallel universes in the same “space”. Several dimensions in the same “place”. I have known for some time now, that there is no space-time continuum, but to actually now experience that concept, is radical.
Heads up! Reality as we know it, is rapidly changing! If you find yourself falling down a rabbit’s hole, just keep in mind what I have written here, and what you MAY perceive as reality is actually someone else’s thought projection. And the mirror affect? This should prove to make our journeys even more complex and far from boring. Good luck!!!
PS! Did YOU catch what I wrote in the first paragrapgh??? OMG! I AM laughing. I wrote “I THOUGHT” that I was going to write this article a certain way, ……..BUT then my “hand” decided to take over and all “thought” went flying out the window! Yep, truly truly we have entered a time when the “Heart” rules over the “head”. (smile)