A little girl in Focus 23

[Nay]

Hey Ginny.

I just LOVE your posts, they are sooooo interesting..gives me chills (the good ones [])
Perhaps I find them interesting because in 98% of my dreams, involve helping or saving people..Sometimes very large groups or just one person...I would like to make it a goal to do what you do.. Have no idea where to begin, but if it is meant to be, I trust the path will show itself.

Thanks again for your lovely posts.!!

Nay. []

[Ginny]

quote:Originally posted by Nay

Hey Ginny.

I just LOVE your posts, they are sooooo interesting..gives me chills (the good ones [])
Perhaps I find them interesting because in 98% of my dreams, involve helping or saving people..Sometimes very large groups or just one person...I would like to make it a goal to do what you do.. Have no idea where to begin, but if it is meant to be, I trust the path will show itself.

Thanks again for your lovely posts.!!

Nay. []

Hi Nay,

I seldom remember through dreams where I've been, what I've done. Sounds as if you have great recall. Just my opinion but I think a great many of us (if not all) are quite actively involved during sleep in helping others, among other things.

Thanks for your kind thoughts and love,

Ginny

[Ginny]

Hi everyone,

After leaving my two Disk/Higher Self members the other day I wanted to assist in a retrieval, if needed, somewhere...and this is what happened.

I seemed to be in a dense blackness and as I opened up to get a feel for where I was I was then looking at a short figure wearing a hooded, black robe. I couldn't see the person's face and nothing seemed to be happening. I did nothing as I could feel something really unpleasant about the environment and I jokingly asked myself what was going on.

I then watched as the right arm of the somebody underneath the robe began moving straight out and up, as if in slow motion. The scene had the feel of a Hollywood horror B movie or that's what came to mind. I opened up to feel if a Helper was around, or if I needed one, simply to explain what was happening. The arm, appearing as stiff as a board, then slowly bent at the elbow and proceeded to follow through with a repeated action that looked like stroking: slowly down and then back up and down again. I wasn't getting any information on what it was all about or who perhaps was on the receiving end of the stroking, but my interpreter started offering possible explanations.

I then had a better sense of the area and got that we were in a room....and then I realized that the person was combing someone's hair. I moved a little closer and then knew that the robed person was a young girl and she was grooming a doll's long, shiney, flaxen-colored hair. I then sensed there were several more dolls around her, on shelves, sitting everywhere. I could feel that the young girl seemed to be in some kind of a daze. She didn't seem to be aware of my presence at all, just continued to attend to a doll as if in a trance. I took a moment to bring to me, as much as I could, the feeling of love--complete respect and acceptance of her--and when I then visualized this energy going to her she stopped. I moved closer to her, feeling she was wondering what was happening...and then I could also feel her starting to slide back into her trance-like state again. I offered her more love and gently pulled the hood back and off her head. She looked up at me, a little curious, confused...and I told her how beautiful her dolls were and I knew of a place where she could have all the dolls she wanted. As she continued staring at me with eyes that said she didn't know whether to hate me or not, I then just knew that she trusted no one...that she was most likely beyond my ability to help her (I don't know why she was in such a robe or why I 'saw' that kind of robe, and I was wondering at that moment what on Earth could have happened to her, but it felt bad--she had retreated to a place to block out memories I guess).

Suddenly feeling the presence of a Helper to my right and worried I'd lose the child, to her ability to block out awareness of everyone, I told her my friend here with me had the most beautiful dolls, and with that she looked in the direction I was pointing, at the Helper. I sensed the Helper was female and as the two were then surrounded in a gold light it was obvious they were communicating and I felt a sense of relief as I backed away. Knowing she would now be ushered out of her isolation I left, feeling that this was one of the strangest retrievals I'd ever done in F23.

I then felt myself accelerating quickly...sensed a different Helper to my right and I knew we were going to another retrieval.

Thanks and much love,

Ginny