Failed Retrieval

[Selski]

Hello all

This was a typical OBE for me these days.  They happen in the morning, after lots of sleep, I get the sensation of leaving my body (rocking/swinging/a knowing I can separate) and then it's as if I'm transported to a lucid dream, rather than the room I'm sleeping in. 

Some background information.  A few days ago I'd been dreaming I was with a group of people (unknown in physical reality).  I became lucid and said to them, "This is Glossop, isn't it?"  They looked at me bemused.  Then I said, "OK, well maybe not Glossop, but it's Derbyshire, isn't it?"  Then I woke up without finding out.  I was lucid for a matter of seconds 

Glossop is a place I used to live in Derbyshire (Glossop being the town, Derbyshire being the County).  I have very strong ties with Derbyshire, although they aren't physical ties as such (in that I wasn't born there), however I adore the countryside and feel very "at one" in Derbyshire.

I have fond memories of Glossop - I lived there from aged 8-15.

For the past few months, I've had the vague awareness that I've been visiting my 'home' "over there" more and more in my dreams.  I feel it's similar to Derbyshire, possibly close in character to Glossop.

Yesterday I took a walk on the beach, sat on a rock and cleared my mind.  What came to me during this quiet time was "you are getting closer to home".  I thought about my 'Glossop' dream and felt I recognised the place, even though I was only lucid for a very brief time.

The above explains part of the experience below.  I don't necessarily feel I was "home", but I was certainly in Glossop, whether the 'real' Glossop or my imagined one, I don't know!

The second poignant point is that earlier on in the morning, I'd been awake and decided to remember the house we lived in for a time in Glossop.  Whilst awake, I 'walked' myself through the house, walking through each room and reliving it.  I did get stuck upstairs - there weren't enough bedrooms and I couldn't for the life of me remember the layout.
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So, familiar sensations and out.  I found myself in Glossop, just outside the pub at a junction.  Highly lucid, and very happy to be there.

I walked towards the town.  For some reason, this was mighty difficult.  It was as if I was walking against a magnetic pull the other way.  I was determined and grabbed hold of the wall to pull myself along.  This helped and after a few seconds, I seemed to walk myself out of the strange magnetic field.

The town was reasonably busy.  I watched people, mainly to see if they could see me.  No-one seemed to be aware of me.

I spotted a sign and started reading it, but then thought better of that and wandered into a pub.  The pub was small.  There were perhaps 8 people in there, drinking and quietly chatting.  It was daytime.  On one side of the pub there was a cat and 3 or 4 kittens sat on a settee.  I got the impression this was "their" settee and no customers were allowed there.

I wandered around looking at all the faces.  Again, no-one saw me.  I walked to the cats and started stroking the kitten.  The animals could see me and the kitten responded by standing and stretching towards me, purring madly.  The mother cat looked at me and another kitten started making its way towards me.  Again, I looked at the customers and one man had noticed the cats' reaction.  I could hear him wondering what the cats were doing, what was making them go gooey. 

Then I lost it. 

Sensations again.  Out and turned up in exactly the same spot as the first time - outside the pub at the junction!

I walked towards town again.  There were strange tins on the floor, the size of Pringles containers.  I opened one and found a solitary biscuit.  Then another with two biscuits.  Then I decided that while I was in Glossop, I could go and explore the house I used to live in, to determine the layout for myself properly.  I deduced this was a splendid idea and immediately turned around, striding towards the road. 

I had to pass the junction pub and cross the road.  I wasn't bothered about cars, I knew I'd just go through them, but as I passed one car that was waiting at the junction, I noticed the male passenger had spotted me and was watching me.  This was new - a person being able to see me!  I found the nearest wall and put myself through it, showing off again 

I saw him look in amazement and flap his hands about trying to get the driver's attention, so that the driver could witness what I was doing.  Just my leg was left to come through and as it came through, I lost sight of the car.

I turned and continued, excited to be going to a former home to nosy around. 

I lost it.

Sensations one more.  Same place.  This time I walked along the river, a peaceful place, heading towards another house I lived in while at Glossop. 

The place was deserted this time.  I passed a little shop along the river.  I peered inside and saw two people preparing for the day.  They were bakers.  I deduced that it was very early morning, hence it was so quiet.

Then continuing along the path, I saw a woman.  Instinctively and immediately I knew she was 'astral' and would see me.  She had a herringbone long coat on, quite old-fashioned, and carried a big handbag.  Her attire was akin to my grandparent's era, although she wasn't that old, possibly in her 40s.  Even her hair was old-fashioned.

She was standing still - very patient.

I beamed at her while I walked up to her.  She saw me and smiled in response to my smile. 

"Hello," I said, "How long have you been waiting here?"

"Thirty-three years," she said.

The compassion flooded over me and I knew what must be done. 

Gently I put my hand on her arm.  "Who are you waiting for," I asked, purely to give me time to think about what my next move was. 

At this point, the whole scene was fading before my eyes and I knew I was losing it.  I realised there were no helpers in sight, and felt utterly helpless as she went fuzzy and I slowly woke up.

Damn damn damn.
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Sarah

[MW]

Hmm, that is interesting.

A while back I had a lot of dreams about the town i grew up in (Windsor)  but I have no intention of going back there.

The cats sound significant but your intuition will tell you what they mean. I wonder who the woman represents? Is she a part of you maybe?

[mikro]

maybe it is telling you to go to that area.and someone is waiting for you.maybe your soul mate.

[Golden Light]

Selski  YOu said there were NO HELPERS about.  What do you mean, helpers? And why was it better that you didn't look at the signs?  I'm feeling elated here by your term "helpers"!

Golden Light

[Selski]

Hi Golden Light

Street signs tend to change when I look at them - in fact most 'words' never stay the same.  I thought it would be a waste of my time trying to read something knowing full well that it would be different next time I looked at it.

With regards to Helpers, Frank, one of our most proficient projector, explains who they are in his response to a previous retrieval experience I had some years ago now.  Here is the link:

http://www.astralpulse.com/forums/welcome_to_astral_experiences/my_first_retrieval-t15033.0.html

Hope this is helpful.  If you have any more questions, feel free to ask! 

Sarah

[Golden Light]

Thank you Sarah -

I was curious because that is what I felt I was doing - "helping" but I'll look up the explanation posted to get a better idea if that coincides with what I did. It was so strange because I knew I had been there to the place I was BEFORE. Yet, I was surprised to see myself -?? I'm trying to hash this all out.  Thank you so much for responding!

Golden Light

[Golden Light]

Sarah,

I just read Frank's response to your first OBE and my eyes are a bit teary. How absolutely WONDERUL!!! I so want ot go back! I want to have another so I can affirm what happened the first time.

I am not sure what to think. But I've not read about astral travel or astral projection before I had mine. And the thing is I knew about OBE's and Dr. Moody and all but I'd never heard about white rooms, and all that.  Maybe I did and I just don't remember.  It is a possibility.

But how is it - how is it that your experience, and others here that I've read all seem so darn similar to mine? It's like we're pieces of a puzzle - lying scattered around the globe.  And bit by bit we come together and fall into place forming this lovely picture that's the puzzle.

Was I a helper? Or was I the go between like you? The lady couldn't see me, so according to Frank's info that would make me a Helper? How can I be a Helper and not know? How does someone become a helper and not just a human retriever? Is it Karma related or just by chance?

Here's another thing I'd like to hear from those at AP about - Here I am, a person who has dreams of aliens and astral projects - I have dreams of dead relatives talking to me (not all the time but I've had them and others around me haven't).  And I'm married to an extreme skeptic and am surrounded by extreme skeptics in his family.  One of my friends is also a skeptic, atheist and biologist.  So, how does someone, like me, come to rest among these skeptics?

I'm beginning to have an idea but wonder if yours would coincide with mine?

Golden Light

[Selski]

Hi Golden Light

I just read Frank's response to your first OBE and my eyes are a bit teary. How absolutely WONDERUL!!! I so want ot go back! I want to have another so I can affirm what happened the first time.

Yes, although it was nearly three years ago now (gosh!), it is still incredibly vivid. 

I am not sure what to think.

To be perfectly honest, neither am I. 

But how is it - how is it that your experience, and others here that I've read all seem so darn similar to mine? It's like we're pieces of a puzzle - lying scattered around the globe.  And bit by bit we come together and fall into place forming this lovely picture that's the puzzle.

Well, I'm of the opinion that it could be a myriad of possibilities.  I try not to have any "fixed" belief as to what it was/wasn't.  It's basically up to you to choose what you wish to believe about "all this". 

At the moment, my belief is that there are multi-dimensional existences and occasionally we are able to tap into them, either spontaneously or on purpose.  That explains "ghosts" to me.  I also believe that, although our bodies die, "we" don't die, we continue and if our physical bodies/minds don't realise we've died, we somehow get stuck in this physical dimension, even though we ought to be elsewhere.  That's what the retrievals are about - helping people move to where they should be.

This belief that I have may change next week.  Or in the next hour.   

Was I a helper? Or was I the go between like you? The lady couldn't see me, so according to Frank's info that would make me a Helper? How can I be a Helper and not know? How does someone become a helper and not just a human retriever? Is it Karma related or just by chance?

Gosh, I really don't know.  Frank would no doubt give you a much more solid view of what you were, however, that would be based on his beliefs/experiences/opinions.  Frank isn't around anymore, so he can't.  I've had experiences where I can't be seen.  I'm not sure what the difference is when I am invisible/visible, and even whether there is a difference.

Here's a thought... I think that you could be a Helper, in that you may have shifted into another dimension briefly and therefore the lady couldn't see you.  I suppose it's entirely possible that you can be the human retriever AND a Helper, if you are able to shift your focus of attention from one dimension to the other.

I'm not sure about Karma - don't really go along with that.  I'm not anti-karma, but it doesn't sit right with me for some unknown reason.

Here's another thing I'd like to hear from those at AP about - Here I am, a person who has dreams of aliens and astral projects - I have dreams of dead relatives talking to me (not all the time but I've had them and others around me haven't).  And I'm married to an extreme skeptic and am surrounded by extreme skeptics in his family.  One of my friends is also a skeptic, atheist and biologist.  So, how does someone, like me, come to rest among these skeptics?

If you go along with the belief that we are here to learn, then that's an easy one.   

You are surrounded by skeptics because You are their lesson.  And They are yours.  It's as simple as that.  You have chosen to live this life in a "difficult" environment, perhaps to challenge your beliefs, and hopefully strengthen them.  And they have chosen to have you as a big part of their lives, because they are subconsciously searching and need a shining light in their midst to guide them, being You.  Something like that anyway... 

What are your views?

Sarah

[Golden Light]

Selski:

My beliefs about my situation ... my family and friend are here to torture me? Visa-Versa?    Nah - I have found that since being in this family my beliefs are forming and becoming more solid. I'm not sure that I've done much for them although I certainly wish I could.    I also think - (having an Aha! moment) that if I had stayed with my immediate family and kept their beliefs they woud not be as true for me somehow. But by leaving the "nest" and flying into very different waters (a theist household that was quasi-religous landing into the center of atheists) it forced me to actually think about it all. I took a little from here and a bit from there. My beliefs are my own now. And with the experiences I've had become clearer...kind of.  I would never go the distance and say I now KNOW how I truly believe because new information comes to me and I have to digest that - I might incorporate it or leave it be.

Thanks for sharing and I appreciate your comments!  Where did Frank go?

Golden Light