Big fat win with exterior
Thu, 16 Sep 2010 (on
Back in the day, in the
"Golden Age" of the 1960s and 70s, playing with new things we were
learning in the tech was half the fun. My friends and I routinely
created "magic," and I miss being part of a group like that in recent
years. My study twin on OT I, II and III had a chance to talk about our
wins and compare notes at the Freezone Conference. He and I both took
similar actions with others, without knowing what the other was doing.
Last April a dear friend was in a hospice and was terminal at the age of
95. It was not possible to visit her, and I wasn't able to talk to her
personally as I wished with only letters. I wanted to hold her hand
before she dropped the body and tell her how much I appreciated her
friendship and looked forward to seeing her again in a young and
bautiful body someday.
The only option left to me because of circumstances was to talk to her
from a distance, so that's what I did. I consulted Pat about the case
situation she was in, but wasn't able to visit her personally. I decided
to visit her out of body. I had completed auditing OT III and knew the
best way to approach my friend.
We used to do group auditing and put anchor points in various locations
and view from the anchor points when I was new in the study. Several
Scientologists later pioneered remote viewing and were excellent at the
practice. I knew I could do it.
I planned my visit carefully because I wanted to commuicate with her
directly and assist her. Case handling was out of the question. She was
in the process of leaving the body.
She was barely conscious most of the time. She was 95 years old, and I
knew from our correspondence that she was looking at the past and
resolving matters that needed to be resolved. In April she had sent an
essay she had written and called it her "Life's Song." She asked me to
type it for her, so I immediately typed it and sent it back so she could
see it before she left the body.
Without going into lots of details, when I visited my friend out of body
the first thing I noticed was a black mass on her body. Our
communication was entirely telepathic. I asked what the black mass was,
and it disappeared. Then I did a locational with her to find anchor
points in and beyond the hospice room.
I told her to send a hello to her body, and she did. Then I told her to
have the body send a hello to her. She immediately realized that the
body was a different entity than she was and the space lightened up
considerably. Then we talked for a while and I did another locational
before I left.
She suddenly revived. Her daughter sent emails informing her friends of
her condition and sent an email saying her mother (my friend) had gotten
cheerful and alert again.
I had not told anyone my plan, for a number of reasons. One reason is
that I didn't want counter-intention on the communication line and
another was that I didn't want to push the reality of those around my
friend too hard.
My friend sent me a letter after she became alert again that completely
acknowledged her awareness of my presence. She wrote that she had given
up hope and had accepted she was dead meat. "Then there you were," she
wrote. She had revived. Her acknowledgement of knowing my presence when
she wrote, "there you were," was stunning. I had not been certain that
she recognized my presence.
Although she revived from her deathbed, her body was still 95 years old.
In future communications we talked about what she might hope to do with
a body that was essentially decrepit with age.
When writing in response to her letter that ackowledged my exterior
presence, I knew it would be the last letter from me she would read in
this lifetime. I had never written or verbalized about the inevitable
demise of the body, because I didn't want to counter-intend her. But, I
was pretty certain it was time to say goodbye in the physical world. I
spoke with her about her plans for the future.
In the last letter I said goodbye to her and let her know we would share
a future at some time. I wished her peace and grace in the passage
between physical life and spiritual (theta) life and told her I loved
her like a sister.
It was, in fact, the last letter from me she read. About two weeks later
she quietly and peacefully left the body. She had been prepared and had
handled what needed resolution in this life. I miss her and sometimes
wish I could talk to her about things on my mind, but she's busy with
other things now. We're both happy.
It was hugely gratifying for me to be able to handle the situation -- to
know what needed to be done and be able to do it. She had done a lot of
work in other areas in this life, but the basic tech of blowing the mass
and doing a locational was priceless.
Completely independently my study twin did a similar, although not
identicial, exerior handling. We shared our wins when we met at the
convention, and now I'm sharing them again with the Elma group.