Spirit slides in and out of my energy field/body when I’m healing, and I experience being out of body. The sensation is different with my eyes open. I’m recording vision, but at times it looks like the room is moving towards me, folding/collapsing towards me, or I’m, my vision, is travelling away from the position I’m standing in. It can feel like falling, but I never hit the floor.
When my eyes are closed I can still see the room and the spirits working with me, but if I look down my arms are no longer mine, and I have the sense of looking out of another face. I’ve become used to both sensations, and I can also find time to think about my life. It’s like layers of experience co-existing simultaneously.
Prepare yourself, it’s about to get spooky. At the start of a recent healing I believe time slowed down and then stopped. I know, it doesn’t make sense, but I’m comfortable and confident with the transitions my body and mind experience. I find peace in being a story teller, and I don’t presume to understand the things that happen around me, but I experienced sound and motion slowing down, and atmosphere and gravity (?) being absent.
Being absent? Despite the numerous things that my senses and conscious mind record simultaneously I feel balanced. I record the even ticking of the clock (in the room in this instance), and I’m present. I might not feel solid but I’m connected to environment and atmosphere. I observed a wave-like shimmer flow across the room, and everything solid looked luminous and liquid like. I wasn’t wearing a long black leather coat so I discounted The Matrix.
Every sound I was hearing slowed down, and I was acutely aware of the ticking clock. I believe Gegu and spirit control my energy field and download the images, emotions, and information I need to heal. If I’m hearing the clock, Gegu wants me to. I blinked and everything returned to normal. I asked the client if she had noticed anything unusual and she whispered that it was peaceful and still. We were both whispering. Something changed in the room and we both noticed it.
The day before, while driving to this location, I also lost time. I’ve driven this journey many times and I know how long it takes. The traffic was flowing well and I expected the trip to take 95 minutes. The best I’ve ever done is 90 minutes. I play one of three favourite CD’s when I’m driving and I know how many songs I’m able to listen to. It’s a cliché, but I’m driving Miss Daisy, and uni students on mopeds pass me.
I did the trip in 80 minutes. I lost 10 minutes and three songs. I lost a whole section of road. I’ve thought about this a long time, I’ve driven countless times and can’t remember the journey, but when I relax and concentrate I begin to remember.
I recall my forearms tingling and burning, seeing the 58 exit sign, and then being startled by the 69 exit. I glanced at the time at the 58 exit, and then after exiting, looked again when I had the chance. I was stunned to see that only a few minute had elapsed, and no matter how hard I try I cannot remember that section of the trip. Gegu’s response, “Have faith.”
I won’t start to worry until I wake up spooning agent Mulder, and if that happens I hope I find agent Scully in the kitchen, making coffee and wearing one of my tee shirts. I’m filing this event under, I’m-not-certain, but something happened.
“No Mulder, you can’t wear my boxers. I know Scully is wearing my shirt. I don’t know what you think happened last night, but if I can’t remember, I don’t think it happened.”
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