The Dark Side of Living in the Light

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The Dark Side of Living in the Light

Catchy title, right?  Not wishing to be dramatic here.  Just telling it like it is.

For some people, living in “the light” means being of a higher vibration and seeing that vibration in all of existence.  That is beautiful, amazing and wonderful.  It is possible to find your Zen and look at life from the higher perspective and realize that no matter what happens in the lifetime, you are a soul with a continuous stream of existence.

For other people, they find their spirituality within the light by adapting belief systems and practices that allow them to feel closer to their higher power.  This too, is an incredible way of life.

And still others take on roles as light workers, healers, ministers and such to help people open up to their light, to empower them to embrace their spirit and their strength.  Many of these Spiritual teachers and leaders teach that we are of a vibration now where darkness no longer exists, while others will pound the reality of evil into the forefront of their teachings to elicit fear.

So where is reality in all this?

I believe we create our own reality through our perspective.  If you believe that we are living in a higher dimension right now where no dark energies can be present, then that is your reality.  If you believe you have to adhere to certain rules and rituals because the devil waits for you around each corner, then that is your truth.

I never really believed in curses or spells.  Sure, I liked to play witch when I was a little girl and was known to play with candles when I wasn’t supposed to.  I was drawn to ancient Egyptian texts at a young age and marveled at their rites and incantations used in ceremony.  I thought it magical.  I respected their devotion to their faith.  But that, honestly, was about it.

Then began my studies in Native American Shamanism.  I was part of ceremonial practices and could feel Spirit and energy all around me.  It wasn’t a spell.  I wasn’t directing negativity to anyone.  It was beautiful, engaging, entrancing and LIGHT!  The connection made my heart sing.

As I dug deeper into my spiritual learning, I still held a disregard for curses, believing that only those in a state of fear and adhering to a particular belief system could be affected by such things.  I gave this practice no power whatsoever.  Even when my teachers would explain about psychic warfare and how to combat it, I would go to my happy place in my mind.  Those things had nothing to do with me.  They were for other people, not as “light” as me of course, to deal with in their reality.

And then I got my first attachment.  It hit me hard.  I was depleted, mentally, physically, emotionally and definitely spiritually.  I thought I was losing my mind.  I couldn’t concentrate, didn’t want to move and definitely felt like leaving this life would be the best choice I could make.  Thankfully, I turned to a trusted teacher and Shaman for help.  I thought it was something purely physical or perhaps I pulled something in from a client.

As I spoke to my Elder, he connected with my energy.  I could see him going into trance and taking inventory of my field.  Within moments he told me each physical symptom I was having, the negative thoughts I’d been experiencing as well as visions of a man I’d been working with.  He went on further to explain to me that this man had placed a negative entity into my energy field to weaken me and cause me harm.

I was dumbfounded.  Why would anyone want to do that?  I was very Pollyannaish about being of the light.  I thought as long as I did my light work I got a free pass on negativity.

Ummmm….NO!  Even as I write that statement I cringe.  And I laugh.

My wonderful teacher explained to me the importance of boundaries – physical, emotional and energetic.  He also enforced and reiterated the tools I had been taught but not practicing myself in regards to clearing and dealing with negative energies directed to cause and inflict harm.

My mind and heart went into fear.  Was I so weak that I allowed this person to harm me?  What would happen next time?  Why didn’t my guides let me know?  How can I be intuitive and not know this?

I saw the eyes of my teacher begin to sparkle and a smile paint across his compassionate face.  “What did you learn?”  He asked.  “What gifts were you given?  And Honey, if you expect your guides to give you ALL the answers you are barking up the wrong tree.  If they gave you all the answers why would you be here?  You would stay on the other side.”

I sat with that.  Long and hard I sat with that.  I began to realize that life is a learning curve.  Each experience gifts us an opportunity to discover something new.

Doing this work for going on 20 years now, I’ve witnessed and experienced more than my share of light and dark.  I believe we can’t have one without the other – not on this Earth plane.  We come here to experience both and to learn from each.  And then we have a choice.  Which will we allow to be the driving force in our life, good or evil?

Yes, there are curses, spells, negative entities, demons, dark dimensional beings, psychic attacks and other creepy crawlies in existence.  But that doesn’t mean we have to bury our heads in the sand or hide under the covers.  Knowledge, as they say, is power.  There are tools to deter each of these scenarios and just because something is out there doesn’t mean you will experience it.

Every bad thing that happens in your life isn’t because of a curse or some sorcerer conjuring black magic.  Take responsibility for your life, meaning – your BODY, your MIND and your ENERGY. When all are in good working order with proper boundaries in place, no darkness can come through.

I Was in the Bathtub, Minding My Own Business, When in Walked Another Dimension

I Was in the Bathtub, Minding My Own Business…..

when suddenly something moved alongside of me, outside the tub.  I could see a glimpse of it, through my peripheral vision, and it looked like it went on forever.  As I sat up and turned my head to face this “thing” I saw a long, tall, movie-like, moving picture that spanned a good 15-20 feet (yes, I have a large bathroom).  The image began at the door of the bathroom and went into the wall of the walk-in closet.  I was astonished.

What I’m describing is the first time I consciously witnessed another dimension without going into trance.  This was occurring outside my mind, and it was amazing.

Now, its hard for me to find time to relax in the bathtub, let alone tune into another dimension and seeing this was the FURTHEST thing from my mind that evening.  No, I hadn’t been drinking or smoking, and the only crystal present was the one in my water along with the bath salts.

Here’s a few visuals I can give you to help you understand what I was seeing.  The first is a reel of movie film.

Think of how it would look if you stretched a reel of film out, and imagine that film being about seven feet high.  As you look at this massive reel of film, you see that a movie begins to play out in front of your eyes.  It’s as if the reel of film switches from film to an actual screen that characters and scenery dance across.  The screen and images move, like a moving walkway across the room in front of you.  As you look at this screen, you can tell that it is thin, like a slice of energy.  It is rectangular, and even though it is moving and portraying different scenes, you notice the corners of the screens beginning and end.  The corners are right-angled.  You can also see through the screen and notice the sink, dressing table and linen closet behind it.

Have you ever seen the movie, “Superman II” starring Christopher Reeve as Superman?  There is a scene from the movie in which three villains are banished from their planet and encased in a dimensional prison.

The photo above shows this dimensional prison.  You can see how it is thin, yet holds the three villains, and also note that it is see -through and has visible right-angled corners.  Stretch this out and enlarge it, and that is similar to what I was looking at.

I watched this screen in front of me play out the daily life of a woman and child.   The woman was dressed in bright yellow and orange beaded animal skins, and the daughter was in some kind of fur trimmed skin.  They walked with large vases upon their heads to a watering hole to gather water.  Parts of their journey were through green jungle and others were on barren land.  I have no idea how long I watched them, but I was not afraid, and in fact mystified by the entire experience.  There was something holographic about the images that played out, and at times I could hear conversation and noises, but did not know the language.  It appeared that this location was somewhere in Africa or Egypt, but I am not sure.  I could feel the loving relationship between mother and daughter as I watched them interact.  They laughed and sang together on their trip back to the village where they lived.

In wide-eyed enchantment I continued observing them until suddenly there was a large, loud knock at the door.  One of my children needed something, and as I stood up and wrapped myself in a towel, the door flew open and the image was gone.

I had no idea how to conjure it back into my sight.  I didn’t know why it appeared in the first place, or what I was supposed to do with this information, AND  I didn’t know if sharing this experience with anyone was such a good idea anyhow. Let’s face it, if I told a healthcare professional about it, I could very easily end up on 72 hour mental health hold at the funny farm.

All the logical explanations ran through my mind, but nothing added up.  I wasn’t hallucinating, wasn’t drunk or stoned, and I didn’t have a high fever that would bring on such things.  All I wanted to do was chill out in the bathtub!  After I played the whole analysis game over and over in my mind, my intuition kicked in and advised me to ask my guides what had happened.

Ask for an answer?  WOW-WHAT A CONCEPT!  We have our very own spiritual posse around us at all times, witnessing our lives.  Why is it so easy to forget to include them in our contemplation of such things?

As I asked for guidance, so many energies swooped into the room I felt as if I was having a pow-wow( in woo-woo talk,  we call that a “whoop-woo”).  It was explained to me, that I had raised my vibration to a point where an activation had taken place.  This activation triggered cellular memory from the past in which I connected and journeyed to other dimensions for the good of others.  The activation created new pathways in the brain allowing greater access to the pineal gland and the “mouth of God” point in the occipital range.  I was shown how to activate these brain points in others to open them to other dimensions and to dimensional travel.  My guides explained this happening was a “right time, right place” type of scenario, and that being in water assisted the vibration and energy to flow easier.

It was an incredible experience that had changed my life forever.

I discovered that I wasn’t the only one who had this ability.  Many children, including my own, who came to me as clients were seeing into other dimensions since birth.  It wasn’t just the “standard” seeing spirits or angels.  What they were seeing was entire time frames and lifetimes carried on in front of them.

One evening, I was at the Red Rock Canyon overlook with all three of my kids.  My oldest daughter and I sat on the wall overlooking the valley as the sun started to go down.  She would ask me, “Mom, did you see that Indian?” and pointed out other points of interest as well.  It was like a delightful, private game we shared that night, witnessing dimensions of time and space that had come to pass.

Months later, Adam told me he wanted to play a game with me and the “Angel People.”  Of course, I readily agreed.  Who can pass up Angel People?  He had me sit in a chair, and close my eyes.  Adam said, “They are going to give you a present Mommy.  Wish for whatever it is you want most right now.”  My first thought was of a convertible, red sports car I’d seen recently, so I made that my silent wish.  He had me open up my eyes, and I saw this team of Angel People pushing in the red, sports car.  I hadn’t spoken my wish out loud or given any hints to Adam.  He jumped around saying, “Do you like the red car, Mommy?  Isn’t it cool?”  I watched the scene play out, much as I had in the bathtub, simply taking the part of observation.  Adam continued to comment about what was going on, and he was relaying everything I was seeing.  The whole situation was so joyful, but I also remember a sadness in the pit of my stomach later on that day.

What about the people who see things that cannot share them with others who understand?  What happens to the children that tell the teacher or their parents about all these really neat things they see, only to be shunned or punished because they are not believed?  When this happened to me as a child, I withdrew.  I began to doubt myself.  Thank God that times are changing and we as a collective are more open to this sort of sense.

Seeing into other dimensions is a great adventure.  You never know what will appear and what you will learn.  Hmmm….kinda sounds like this dimension, doesn’t it?

Love & Laughter,

Danielle