This is a funny story from a group meditation several months ago. In our meditation, we traveled, met an old, old, old guy who sounded like Yosemite Sam, learned a bit about ancient archaeology, and received blessings.
The meditation leader helped us to relax, then had us imagine traveling on a cloud to Europe. Our cloud lowered us down, very slowly, until we were standing outside the circle of Stonehenge.
A crowd of people had gathered. As we moved into this crowd, they made way for us. We found benches and sat down. We were surrounded by friends and relatives who had passed over.
The first thing we did was communicate with our Spirit Guides, teachers, and friends.
The second part of our visit included a message which was channeled to us.
The third part was a surprise: an old, old guy came to talk to us. He told us he had been plowing the land at Stonehenge for 7800 years. Really? Keep your imagination open.
With a strong western twang, this ornery guy began:
“You thought that just because Stonehenge is here, you had the right to come here. But I've been here for a thousand years and I plowed this land and I find it very disruptive to have all you people here in Stonehenge with me. I understand why you're here and I can allow you to come here again, but be aware that just because there's a big monument here doesn't mean it belongs to you.
“You understand that? All right, so what are we going to do with all these people here?
“Well, there is a lady over there whose husband is missing her touch. There's some people dancing over there.
"Each of you have somebody here, waiting for you. Think of that person in your life. Perhaps they are in spirit, like your grandmother, your great-grandmother, your grandfather, or your sister, brother, or mother. Sit down for a minute and allow them to come. Do not think that you are imagining what they're telling you. Just listen to the voice in your head and know that it is there for you. It was manufactured for you. It was given to you, talking to you, even though you think you're making it up. Isn't that a wonderful thing? That's how close you are to spirit.
“Next time you want to go to an ancient place, pick somewhere else. I gotta drag this wagon across the field and put manure down and you people are in my way.”
I asked, “How long have you been here?”
He answered, “Let me look back . . . 7800 years. That's a long time to be here. But you know what? People come here and I help them out. I may not be in the best mood now, but this is a very trying time on Earth and your energies are very . . . hmmm . . . like shards of glass.
“Take me back to about 1400. People were gentler and slower back then. They had prettier clothes, too. Take me back even farther than that and there were wars and all kinds of things. Before they brought the stones here, this was a place where energy was moved around to heal people and heal the earth. It was made out of logs, before people cut all the trees down on these islands.”
Someone asked, “Who brought the stones?”
He answered:
“I'm going to tell you something that you may not believe. On the Earth, 7800 years ago, there was more than one species of human being. They gathered together and they moved the stones.
“There were some large human beings. You would call them giants. They weren't particularly nice or particularly smarter than somebody with a small brain, like a hedgehog. But, we all worked together and we created this place so that it aligned astronomically. We needed to record the movement of the stars to tell the people when there was going to be a cosmic, disastrous event. That is the function of all these astronomically-associated constructions around the world.
“That is a bigger discussion which we will not go into tonight. You are supposed to be meditating and talking to your ancestors and friends who passed into spirit. Obviously, I'm here, entertaining you, because I'm bored. I have to wait until everybody leaves, so I can get busy again.”
After a bit more discussion, he blessed us and tried to get back to his work.
He had been irritated that we were in the area. However, he also felt sorry for us. Why? Because, as humans, we couldn’t see or hear all the things he could, and we couldn’t get messages on our own.
Who was this guy? A ghost? A spirit from The Other Side who was still tied to this land? A figment of someone’s imagination? I don’t know, but I sure did enjoy his story.
Let me know what you think.
Gail
gail@MyPsychicSearch.com
The meditation leader helped us to relax, then had us imagine traveling on a cloud to Europe. Our cloud lowered us down, very slowly, until we were standing outside the circle of Stonehenge.
A crowd of people had gathered. As we moved into this crowd, they made way for us. We found benches and sat down. We were surrounded by friends and relatives who had passed over.
The first thing we did was communicate with our Spirit Guides, teachers, and friends.
The second part of our visit included a message which was channeled to us.
The third part was a surprise: an old, old guy came to talk to us. He told us he had been plowing the land at Stonehenge for 7800 years. Really? Keep your imagination open.
With a strong western twang, this ornery guy began:
“You thought that just because Stonehenge is here, you had the right to come here. But I've been here for a thousand years and I plowed this land and I find it very disruptive to have all you people here in Stonehenge with me. I understand why you're here and I can allow you to come here again, but be aware that just because there's a big monument here doesn't mean it belongs to you.
“You understand that? All right, so what are we going to do with all these people here?
“Well, there is a lady over there whose husband is missing her touch. There's some people dancing over there.
"Each of you have somebody here, waiting for you. Think of that person in your life. Perhaps they are in spirit, like your grandmother, your great-grandmother, your grandfather, or your sister, brother, or mother. Sit down for a minute and allow them to come. Do not think that you are imagining what they're telling you. Just listen to the voice in your head and know that it is there for you. It was manufactured for you. It was given to you, talking to you, even though you think you're making it up. Isn't that a wonderful thing? That's how close you are to spirit.
“Next time you want to go to an ancient place, pick somewhere else. I gotta drag this wagon across the field and put manure down and you people are in my way.”
I asked, “How long have you been here?”
He answered, “Let me look back . . . 7800 years. That's a long time to be here. But you know what? People come here and I help them out. I may not be in the best mood now, but this is a very trying time on Earth and your energies are very . . . hmmm . . . like shards of glass.
“Take me back to about 1400. People were gentler and slower back then. They had prettier clothes, too. Take me back even farther than that and there were wars and all kinds of things. Before they brought the stones here, this was a place where energy was moved around to heal people and heal the earth. It was made out of logs, before people cut all the trees down on these islands.”
Someone asked, “Who brought the stones?”
He answered:
“I'm going to tell you something that you may not believe. On the Earth, 7800 years ago, there was more than one species of human being. They gathered together and they moved the stones.
“There were some large human beings. You would call them giants. They weren't particularly nice or particularly smarter than somebody with a small brain, like a hedgehog. But, we all worked together and we created this place so that it aligned astronomically. We needed to record the movement of the stars to tell the people when there was going to be a cosmic, disastrous event. That is the function of all these astronomically-associated constructions around the world.
“That is a bigger discussion which we will not go into tonight. You are supposed to be meditating and talking to your ancestors and friends who passed into spirit. Obviously, I'm here, entertaining you, because I'm bored. I have to wait until everybody leaves, so I can get busy again.”
After a bit more discussion, he blessed us and tried to get back to his work.
He had been irritated that we were in the area. However, he also felt sorry for us. Why? Because, as humans, we couldn’t see or hear all the things he could, and we couldn’t get messages on our own.
Who was this guy? A ghost? A spirit from The Other Side who was still tied to this land? A figment of someone’s imagination? I don’t know, but I sure did enjoy his story.
Let me know what you think.
Gail
gail@MyPsychicSearch.com
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