the most remarkable thing happened:
It was Thanksgiving morning and I arose before my family,
made coffee and
went to sit on the back deck of the little cottage we had rented for the weekend.
It
was a quiet, overcast, chilly morning and I wore a yellow fleece over my
pajamas to keep warm. It was breezy,
so I crowded as close in to the house
wall as I could to block the wind.
There I sat, just taking in
the dawn solitude and reveling in the beauty of the
sand dunes and reeds and birds against a backdrop of ocean
waves.
A perfect meditation with nature.
And I saw something in the air...something floating around
my head.
I had no idea what it was and wondered if I was imagining it.
I closed my eyes...and it or they
I should say b/c there were more than one,
were still there when I opened my lids.
Small, circular objects,
and when I say circular, not circular-like, no, they
were perfectly circular...circles.
And they were
golden in color, like the metal gold.
I was mesmerized. I shook my head...and they were still there.
After
a few moments of "quietly, silently, freaking out", I accepted them
as they obviously weren't leaving,
and decided to take a closer look.
I peered at these strange floating circles in the same way I look at
people's
auras.
This is when I saw the "connector threads".
These circles were not randomly "floating",
they were connected to one
another by "invisible" threads. Wow.
I believe this
was the point when I realized I was seeing on a micrscopic
level. Freak out some more I did, quietly as the
family was sleeping.
I knew spiritually I had reached a new level, one I wasn't sure I was
ready for...no,
I was ready, I loved it. The circles made me feel good,
awesome actually, so I was happy to be with them.
My thoughts
and concerns were about everyone else...society.
How do I deal with this new vision? Would
people think I was nuts?
I couldn't dwell on that too long though, b/c the circles were swaying.
I
looked closer and the whole "fabric" was swaying, like it was breathing.
Like it was alive...amazing.
Looking
even closer still, I saw the connector threads had strands in them
like DNA strands. It was like this golden
fisherman's net that was invisible
to humans.
My husband came out and I asked, "Do you
see that?"
He didn't see it and he didn't freak out. He's used to incredible things
happening
to me. He takes them more in stride than I do sometimes.
I sat for as long as I could with them, calling them
my "little friends".
It was such a magical feeling.
Then, we had to get dressed and go to the
Thanksgiving gathering.
Continued at Grand Caymen Insight*
