Astral
Catie Lindsey
Contest Name obe's
Back to the Astral, I met a lady Carmel who got me into the psychic side and healing. She suggested i try astral. So laying on my bed I imagined I was floating up to the ceiling, saw myself go out the window, down the bitumen road to Carmel’s house. There I saw the round cut off pieces of tree slabs for steps in her front yard. I went through her front door, turned left and walked into her room. I came too close to her, she was sitting up reading a book in the bed, the clock said 10pm.Then a stern male voice said “do not invade her privacy.” So I was back in my bed instantly :) i called her next morning she had been sitting up in bed reading at 10 pm. I have gone in my mind to other places and times, even to my old home, which is really gone now, but in my mind i can return to it. In my case due to the would be healer type i am, I see ghosts,
My Nemesis who died, later came to thank me in a dream. Cousin Wayne’s girls were looking for their secretive father. Who ran off with my wife Christine, after 22 years a trying to get her:) Poor bugger died in 07 of prostate cancer, Wayne that is, he couldn't help his wife stealing ways:) , did it often enough. I gave the girls my wife's sister’s number and they soon got the bad news:( I had 20 people in my bedroom at night, the om om om motor noise of a kerosene fridge opened the door in my head, took me a few years to close the door at about 5 years old.
Copyright © Don Johnson | Year Posted 2012
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