Meeting my mom in the ” afterlife”

mac_space_by_caurbi-d4sy1kr.pngimg_20151204_150827.jpgI’d like to talk about something I came to realize on my many journeys. Over the years I realized that a part of the dreaming process and it’s  state’s rely mostly on our subconscious, and the subconscious is that which operates as functional(behind the scenes) mean while our waking/ consciousness  stays operable to receive our “aware” daily awareness. In other words we literally pick up multiple subconscious notions on a daily basis without even realizing it, you have to remember we operate a mere percentage of our conscious waking minds.

Basically what it comes down to is your brain acts as a receiver , still the same as in waking life, but  your brain is always receiving information through out the day, whether your awareness is there or not.

With the above in mind I’d like to take you through a story where it seemed both my subconscious and consciousness seemed  to be only in one place,…. my body, the rest was someplace else..someplace I felt as home.

I am used to taking naps and when I do this I am often aware of my intentions, as if I were to induce an out of body experience, However sometimes I just need rest and the strange thing is that it almost ends up to be a preprogrammed thing, where I  will always meet myself somewhere somehow through this process.

I was laying in my bed half asleep or so I thought, I woke up to being  literally aware my body was asleep, but the odd thing was I was not in my body, I was standing on the front  porch of the house I grew up in.

All through out my life I would always go visit my old home while in these states, even after all of us moved away from it. I honestly think the heart will always bring ya back to where you felt a place was truly home.

I was standing on the front porch it was dark out, but for some reason when I know my body is away sleeping, I see a very pretty hazy yellow glow above me, almost as if the street lights are emanating the light but they are not. It’s hard to explain, but it shines from someplace I can’t see where the light end’s or begins.

I’m standing there and I look up to see where the hell this glow is coming from than I see the most amazing picture of the universe in the nights sky above the entire scene. I just thought to myself ” what the hell”?  It was moving in a circle form and I was just standing there in awe. I noticed it was moving in a figure eight form. I just could not believe the beauty of it. I was mesmerized by it all.mac_space_by_caurbi-d4sy1kr

As I was standing there in awe, I got a feeling someone was close by. Then before my eyes was my mother…, she came around the corner and surprised me. I was in shock! She had an army of dogs with her, I mean every kind of dog you could think of she had with her. My mom was a dog trainer and lover and knew everything there was to know about dogs..and horses, but she was  with pup’s of all kinds.

I was in shock and said ‘Mom, what are you doing here”? she starting coming up the steps and said “Ronni what are you doing with your life”? At that moment I realized I was interacting with the other side. I had a feeling I was already but this seemed to prove it for me.  I then looked at my life almost through a gaze, it all came about. I could see myself struggling with myself and alone, I was completely alone and I thought maybe this has to do with another possible part of me I need to work on. I just didn’t get it then, because I was fully aware and I let my subconscious mind take over, telling me its all just images from my imagination…I woke up in my bed and realized it wasn’t just a dream or obe…I met my mom in the afterlife.,

I knew it was her because her energy and I’ve been working with dreams and OBE’s so long that, I recognize some things and that was my mother. I  got lost for about four years where I lost myself, but that is when I had this experience, I know now that it was her.

 

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