My Third Session

Sept. 26, 2012
The visions began the moment we started the session this time. I saw an enormous egg, warm and orange looking- as if I could see through it. Inside was a young woman, curled up in the fetal position. The egg hatched and she was born, perfect in every way. There were a pair of tiny silver wings on her back, silky feathers curled around one another. They were not fully formed yet, but began to grow rapidly as she stretched her long limbs. The feathers grew longer and longer, coiling around her like a protective shell. She curled up, completely surrounded in the soft yet strong feathers now. They continued to grow and ended up resembling a budding flower- closed up in layers and a spiral in the middle.
A hand appeared in the center of the great flower/spiral of silver feathers and she slowly climbed out of her cocoon. Now she had a pair of brilliant white wings, fully formed. Running to the edge of a cliff, I felt the rush she felt when she used her powerful and strong body to push herself foward. Then I caught my breath as she leapt off the precipise and flew. The world was a million miles below, and at first I was dizzy with the thought of it, but soon grew used to the easy feeling of flight.
She flew higher and higher, until she was above the clouds and below nothing but a vast sky of starlight. (It was a very special place, not really the stratosphere) Up ahead, a few mighty mountains just barely peeked from above the clouds. She stepped lightly from one to the next until she came to a great platau that held The Great Tree. Landing gracefully, she stepped up to the tree and plucked one of its precious fruits. I don't remember but I think it was white, like the Tree of Life. The texture of the fruit was like a pear, soft and grainy and sweet, though it wasn't pear-shaped. Then she died. Her stomach rotted from the inside out and her feathers fell to the ground like wilting petals in rainfall. She disintegrated until there was nothing left but a tiny seed. That seed held all the promise of who she was, her DNA coding. It fell the impossible height, down to Earth and landed on an impossibly small target. A sleeping child, curled up at night on the couch of her aunt and uncle. The brightly glowing seed sank deep into her heart, and there it took root.
The child grew. She went through life seemingly like a normal child, but she walked with spirits daily. She loved them, talked with them. But she didn't realize that she knew them or perhaps it was that she didn't realize that others would not believe they were there. In the unconscious way in which children discover and learn, she spoke or interacted with the spirits often without meaning to. They would say or do something and she'd answer them without knowing how or if she'd really heard them. Part of her knew that she had what was called a "special imagination" that helped her come up with intricate stories. Part of her knew that it wasn't true and that the stories were true and the spirit's voices which she had heard didn't need to be listened to with physical ears to know they had said something. (I know, that part is all vague. Its hard to describe.)
She walked with unicorns and fairies in the woods. She swam and saw amazing creatures or mermaids. They would whisper stories to her and she kept those stories in her heart, sometimes sharing them with people who thought she had "a good imagination".
One day, she was walking by herself when a lovely, nice woman appeared and walked  with her, holding the little girl's hand often. She was always with her, sometimes unseen but never gone completely. I was taken off guard by her. Was this woman supposed to be our Heavenly Mother? She had flowing brown hair, a kind face with a lovely smile... but she looked almost completely normal. I was surprised at how much like us she seemed. The girl met many friends during different times of adventure in her life, the woman always by her side.
Next, I saw some sort of spinning brass (?) cone. I got closer to it until it became a great tunnel. Inside, there were all kinds of lights, images and sounds. They were all around and through me, rushing past at great speed. I felt full of a vast store of information!
During another part, I met a horse. He greeted me and I got on his back. We raced along faster and faster, till the scenery flashed by in a blur. I didn't feel the need to hold on tightly to stay in my seat. I was a part of him. He became a dragon and we gained altitude. He began to grow, becoming impossibly huge... bigger than a house or anything else I can think of. He had strange, backwards-growing scales that went up instead of down. I rested in the cavity of one of these where his back meets his neck. He kept growing, reaching unfathomable size. I felt his heat and power fill me up with a rumbling in my bones, like an enormous cat. We were in outer space, looking down on the world. I could feel the Earth vibrating like we were. Then my spirit was sent down, plummeting through the atmosphere, past the empty air, the clouds, reaching the trees and passing through the skin of the Earth. I went deeper and deeper, rushing through subterrainian rivers and dense, hard rock. Further and further, past the molten center of our planet, right down to its very core. It was dense and black and very small yet somehow vast here. Then appeared in the heavy blackness, a ribbon of organic "something" - pure white life!
It swam throught the blackness, twisting this way and that like some sea creature trailing beautiful fronds and strands. It could flex, shrink or grow in any which way. The blackness tangled around it, like a mess of a dead coral forest. The white glowing ribbon deftly manuvered around the sharp maze of blackness, touching nothing in its grace and strength. Soon, it was met by another bright string just like itself. Then another and another, until a whole mass had attached together. It began to grow, knitting together to become one flesh. It became a great tree, shining in the darkness. This tree was so brilliant and full of life, it makes our trees seem like dead stone. Its flesh was like some kind of glowing living muscle - strong and hard, but also flexible and soft. Shining brightly in the darkness it grew and grew, so vast you could see it from outer space.
I also remember learning what it was like to create a Universe. The feel of energy so small and so powerful, then it explodes impossibly huge with a CRACK and in an instant and life is born! I could see through any level or layer in the Universe that I wished. I could witness the whole big picture, all at once, or I could sift down to the tiniest layer and study it and it alone. Even changing my awareness big or small like this, I was still connected to everything all at once, so nothing escaped my attention or knowing.
A few times during the session, I felt so peaceful and so relaxed that I felt like I could sleep or even stop breathing. I hear its normal to experience, yet its so different actually being there yourself. During one of those restful states, I was having a conversation with someone. I remember them sitting right in front of me, like in a chair or something. There was a bright light all around, as if we were in a sunlight room on a summer day. But I don't know if that whole scene is something I fabricated or not because the entire conversation, beginning to end, is not there. Once I realized that I was sleeping during my session, I immediately woke myself up and the scene vanished... erased from my mind like a blink of a dream.
I was laying in a meadow, peaceful and serene because I knew there was not another human soul in this place but me. Up walked a large stag. He roused me with a playful puff of air in my face. I reached up a familiar hand to him and stroked his muzzle. We were happy to see each other and understood each other with perfect clarity despite the silence between us. Resting in the chair, I could feel his warm breath, touch his feathery-soft fur, with stunning clarity. It was as if the tangibility of that moment was so real, it felt true to every sense I had except the skin on my hands and face. I spent some time, walking around the quiet glade with him. Then he offered his back and I climbed up. We cantered easily through the trees, then gained speed and he sprouted wings. My legs rested comfortably between his shoulder and neck, with the muscle of the wing behind my knee.
The only other sensation I felt that was memorable, was the feel of a warm hand gripping mine in friendship and love. I felt it with a surety and was impressed by a similar experience earlier that same day too. Lastly, the same phrases I heard each time I had done a session: "1..2..3" only this time I believe it was only "1..2..", the words "What" "who" I had said (or heard) in my head had become the same phrase Dr. Pearl had heard, "What you are doing is bringing light and information on to the planet." I wanted to say any of these out loud, it felt heavy on my tongue, as if I were about to say them at any moment. But I could not bring myself to speak out loud. Either I lacked the will (fighting ego and not wanting to look too strange talking like that) or I was not meant to and the words were only things to be pondered; not a message. I don't want to say they were meaningless because the more I learn about the universe, the more I have come to realize that nothing in this life is without reason or purpose, simply- we do not understand it yet.