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Dragonhawk

Its been awhile since I posted anything worth telling but this recent experience just has to be a winner. It occurred after several days of relaxation and meditation practice. Apologies if it is a little long but it is worth a read.

The time was quite early and everything was peaceful so I went into my usual routine of relaxing my whole body and defocusing my closed eyes. After several minutes or maybe longer,( time tends to lose any meaning at this point, it could have been an hour) the darkness resolved itself into a wood paneled room with a large leather chair. This room is what I imagine to be my mental control center, a place of safety from where I can review my memories or prepare to journey to other realms, after-all everyone needs a starting point don't they. I have only managed to get here  once or twice that I can actively remember and never have I seen it occupied by anyone but me. This time was different in that there were several people standing and sitting in-front of me. It took me a few moments from listening to their conversation to realize that they were in-fact aspects of my own Psyche.  I talked to them for awhile, of what I wont go into as it's somewhat personal and probably boring to some but eventually the subject moved round to the Akshic records. I asked if they could aid me in getting into the Akshic record and they said that they could. They led me to a large door that had not been there before (maybe it was always there I just never noticed before), the door was very stiff and I needed all the help they could give to pull the door open. Beyond the door was a strange corridor that continued to change its appearance as I walked down it. Eventually I arrived at a large room with masses of books of every description lining the walls with doorways leading off to other book-filled rooms. In the center of the room was a large old fashioned desk with some books on it and a rather distinguished looking old man in a white robe. He smiled at me as I lent forward to look at one of the books on the desk, this was unfortunately as far as I got before I was rather unceremoniously dumped back into the waking world by an impatient dog with a very cold nose.

As you can see quite an interesting little trip that I hope in future to repeat with an extended stay in the library and maybe a little talk with the old man. It would be interesting to know if anybody else has had a similar experience or what your thoughts are about mine.
Fear is the main source of superstition, and one of the main sources of cruelty. To conquer fear is the beginning of wisdom.    Bertrand Russell (1872 - 1970)

Gandalf

Excellent description of the akashic record!

It is quite common to perceive it as a library complete with scrolls and/or books.

A way for the mind to grasp it i suppose.

Next time see if you can lay your hands on any of the books there!

Doug
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