the first time I heard a similar story was over twentyfive years ago, from my maid, when I lived in a small town in midwestern Venezuela. She was illiterate and from a remote rural community. She told me she had was frequently been wipped as a child by a pair of troll-like figures, until one day she got the strength to beat them back, and when she had them in retreat they started getting thinner and thinner, and taller and taller, until they dissapeared as two lines that stretched from earth to the sky. What amazed me more about her story was how these troll-like beings she described were almost identical to what I have read in books on celtic gremlins and similar beings.
Mirador
you have quite an imagination Mirador .
Hey Mirador! [:D]
Thanks for sharing! Very interesting.
This is not the first time I have had run into these troll/Gremlin type beings. Thank you for sharing an example of others meeting them. Celtic gremlins, aye? I may look that up. [:)]
Thanks.
P.S.
I have met several different species(?) of them, so different species may have different means and methods. Not all attacked me.
Peace.
Hello Sweet Celestrial Sounds
I wonder if these trolls beings are in the same category as the 'old Hage' that torments pll. Thanks for posting your encounter and good on you for going back and kicking butt [;)]
I'll take advantage of the thread title and post one of my battles
The scene was a subway station I became aware while in a telephone booth. As I looked around I said " I have to go" and hanged up the phone. Human looking beings around 20 or so were looking at me in a cold menacing stare as they encircle the booth at a distances. The lucid dream occurred in my Church age So my immediate reaction was to draw my sword of truth in challenge. As they rushed towards me I spoke in tongues and let loose with my sword, shortly after I blacked out. I'm not sure if I was in a lower astral plane or a lucid dream as I switched from first to third person view...I was third person as I saw my double in the phone box then it was all first person view.. anyway. Glad your back Celestrial sounds [:D]
Hey Krome! [:D]
Thank you for sharing your experience. Very interesting. (Reminds me of The Matrix movie.) [:O] And the switch between third and first person is a very reoccuring experience among many different people.
Take care. [:D] I'll see you around. [:)]
Here's a childhood experience of mine you may find interesting. [:)]
Back to Coliseum
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ne evening or afternoon I was napping and became aware on the astral plane because I was being whipped. Two astral beings that looked like slim gremlin faced trolls were there, and they each had a long white-silver pole. They were beating me so badly that I couldn't get my bearings straight.
One would hit me in the stomach and bend me forward. The other would come back upward to the face, bending me backward. Then the first would come to the back of the head bending me forward again, etc. They were bouncing me around so quickly that I barely knew what was going on. There was no pain or anything, and I didn't even feel the hits, but they were still jostling me around so much that the place was a blur.
After some time what I call fail-safe kicked in. When I am in a desperate situation 'something' happens and I am whizzed back to my physical body. In a blur I was back in my physical body, pondering the situation. I was furious. ME?? Getting WHIPPED??? I could NOT let that go unchallenged!!!!
I continued to lie there and I focused on where I was, visualizing the place and what the beings looked like. As I did I chanted, "I'm going back... I'm going back..." over and over again. At first it was audible, and I decreased my volume until it was only a mumble, and then only a thought. I soon materialized where I was before, the two beings still there talking and smiling amongst each other; I presume about the fun they had beating up the kid human consciousness in his astral body. They looked up at me and were shocked, to say the least. I unleashed my wrath without fail.
I opened with a flurry of kicks and punches in both of their directions, and they knew they had no chance and began to try running away. I'd go to beating up one and the other would run, and I'd stretch my arm out and grab it and pull it straight back and go to beating the one I just pulled back. Then the other would try to run and I'd do the same thing to it. My arm was like an elastic rubber band.
After I'd beaten them to my satisfaction I let them go and they ran away hysterically. I took a moment to look at my surroundings before leaving. I was in what looked like a coliseum. The floor was white, and the walls were mostly shrouded in shadow. I don't know where the light source came from, but the floor was lit.
After taking in the sight of the area for a while I phased back into my physical body with a smile, satisfied that I upheld my status as an undefeated astral fighter.