1997/08/31 17:49
kundalini-l-d Digest V97 #419
kundalini-l-d Digest Volume 97 : Issue 419
Today's Topics: Re: meditation--the course of least
powerful women movies "K" & A Telling
Re: "K" & A Telling Date: Sun, 31 Aug 1997 09:33:09 -0700
From: E Jason To: kundalini-lATnospamexecpc.com
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Hi Mr Flarity who wrote:
> I also take the course of least resistance, just like the river flowing > to the sea. To do otherwise would be unnatural. And I bet the bigger
> lobsters wait for the food to stop before they try to eat it.
Many things are unnatural. Taking the course of least resistence could be either (natural or not). Lobsters are food, moving or not.
> Many have chosen an 'easy' path but will soon find that their thirst for > self satisfaction is unquenchable until they drink from the eternal
> spring. All paths have lessons to be learned and none of them is > without lessons. (Paraphrased from a crustacean friend of mine.)
You should never believe anything I say even if true. Belief after all
would interfere with the natural flow . . . Drinking from the eternal takes for ever . . . do we speed up?
> So, let the feet wear at the earth of its choice. It all goes to the > same center.
You have a center? A destination in Mind? Ah . . . but you stand on
more solid ground . . .
> journeying on,
You seem less frantic and more mellow . . . journeying on . . . where
now . . .
Lobster Date: Sun, 31 Aug 1997 13:06:34 -0700
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Try Princess Caraboo. Loved it!
Naomi Date: Sun, 31 Aug 1997 17:51:34 -0400
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Subj: "K" & A Telling Date: 97-08-30 14:55:53 EDT
From: MsSheWolfATnospamaol.com To: kundalini-lATnospamexecpc.com
Hello to everyone on the list. I have not had a "K" awakening (or at least
I don't think I have), but I subscribed to the list through my friend,
SnowLion97ATnospamAOL.com (Rick) because almost ten years ago I was diagnosed (or I
suggested to the doctors) that I have Chronic Fatigue Syndrome. Without any
compassion and much humuiliation with western medical doctors, I eventually went to a Doctor of Oriental Medicine, who said I have Candidiasis. He
helped me tremendously but I am still quite ill, manifesting many symptoms that are described here as a result of "K." I find this extremely
interesting, and I have been metaphysically spiritually oriented for a long time, but I feel quite inadequate here in your presence, as I am not
evolved as you are and lack terribly in knowledge in this arena.
What I would like to tell you all is something that happened to me. It may
seem a little odd, but I have shared this with only select people over the years to avoid ridicule and humiliation. Please bear with me and give me
feedback if you feel so moved.
When I was 18 and living in Ventura County in California, my grandfather had
a cabin up in the Maricopa Gorge. I pretended there as a child and it was my
"special place," as was it my grandfather's. He favored me, and I adored him. He died when I was in the 3rd grade. I had a key to the cabin (which
was still adforned with all of my grandfather's possesions right down to the
fishing gear) and my boyfriend at the time was being drafted into the Army (VietNam era), and we went to the cabin to spend our last evening together.
The cabin was one of 6 located in a narrow gorge, with only one being lived
in year round. While we were there, I heard some scraping noises outside, and my friend went and looked but saw nothing. We decided to leave, and I
asked him to pull the car around the side of the cabin, and we both saw at the same time, two huge glowing white eyes!! It raised up and it looked
like it was 7 ft tall or so. We backed out and headed up the little dirt road
on the side of a mountain with a cliff on the other side, going as fast as we
could, which probably couldn't have been too fast on that road. He screamed
"here it comes" and I turned around and there were those white eyes coming down the road behind us. When we finally reached the main highway, he sat
with his foot on the brake, screaming "it is right behind the car!!" I didn't look but just kept hitting him and finally got him to go. Several
miles down the highway, we both pulled over and cried, because there was nothing to compare it to. I took him to the Los Angeles Airport at 6 am.
(I never saw him again.) Upon returning to Ventura, I picked up my sister's
best friend and we went back to the cabin in daylight. I took her to the place where we saw it, and their were hoof prints!!! There were no prints
leading up to the spot, but cut deep into the dirt were prints that were cloven. They ran between our cabin and the cabin near to ours up to the
road it chased us on. The stride was so long, we tried to run beside it and
could not reach the distance. These prints did not appear to be a four legged
animal, but rather two legged. I began reading about UFO's and other people's accounts, I learned that animals eyes glow gold or green and only
when light was hitting them (it was pitch black in the gorge). I related my
story to others, and either they were frightened, laughed at me, or thought I
was on drugs or something (which I was not). Two months after my friend went
into the Army, and old boyfriend called me and said he wanted to talk. I agreed and we went to a dead end road at the top of hill just above the old
Presbyterian (shudder) Church I grew up in in Ventura. Behind the dead is miles and miles of oil fields. I had not told him anything about my story.
I was sitting in the bucket seat sideways, facing him, and he turned his head and screamed and started the car. I looked back and there they were,
huge white glowing eyes kind of back in a gully. While he was driving frantically away, I listened to his words: "Did you see those eyes? They
were white and so huge it looked like it was right behind the car, but it was
back in that gully." I did not look back, but I knew it had something to do
with me, because I had seen it with two people in two very different locations, although if you looked at a map, it would be less than 30 miles
away from the Maricopa Gorge. Months later I went to a metaphysical church
in Woodland Hills with some friends who said the medium, Gloria, was going to
be doing reading for the congregation for free, and when I was there and she
began at the front of the room (I was about 3/4 of the way back). but she stopped and said that she was sorry, but she needed to tell me that my aura
was black and asked if I had had any experience or come in contact with anything. I was young and felt very uncomfortable, so I just told her I
had seen two huge white glowing eyes, and it chased me (did not mention the two
legged cloven hooves), and she said, "it is a known form the devil takes on and that I should go home and pray for illumination and take salt baths. I
did not do that. About 6 years later, a woman friend of mine and two guys she knew decided to hide and camp in the Murietta (the Murietta is located
just off the Maricopa Gorge and you can hike through miles and miles of nothingness (sage brush...very rough country) all the way to San Louis
Obispo. We had hiked many hours and made camp at a beautiful place called the horsehoe which opened to an expansive valley below. Having made camp
and eaten, we were ready to sleep, and suddenly a flash storm came and we did
not have tents. We scrambled and stuffed out wet muddy gear into bags and
started back down the long, treacherous hills in the dark with only one flashlight, which the guys carried, and my friend and I walked behind the,
arms locked in order to stay on the narrow trail on the side of a mountain. Somewhere along the way, my woman friend says to me, "What are those two
white lights over there? I told her not to look back (I was afraid if I looked, I might manifest it and we would be lost). After a long time we
reached the car and I told all three of them my story, which, of course, really frightened them, and my friend said that was just how the lights
were...close together, very white and glowing. Later I was looking at my astrological sign, Capricorn, the sign of the goat and wondering if there
is a connection. I have Tarot set that uses Greek Mythology, and Capricorn is
pan...not necessarily negative, but representive everything that is natural,
even things that are abhorrent to us, such as feces, etc. Since my first sighting of the creature, I have an obsession for black. Really don't like
wearing anything but black and have black cars, etc. I don't know if there is a connection or not. I recently flew from my home in Maryland to
Ventura for my mother's funeral. While there, my sisters and I went for a
horseback ride in another part of the Murietta, which I felt strangely spiritual. I
had an incredible urge to go and confront it, as I believe it is still there.
I have often thought it might be my grandfather, but why would he have huge
glowing eyes and cloven hooves. He adored me, and was well-liked by everyone...very respected. I became very silent about this for sometime,
fearing ridicule, but it has remained with me to this day I am hoping that some of you might give me some insight into what this might mean and help
me learn how to come to terms with it. This is 100% true. I feel rather safe
telling you all about it, because of your beliefs and your higher consciousness.
Love in the Spirit,
Cher
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Date: Sun, 31 Aug 1997 15:38:53 +0100 From: Gloria Greco
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Rick Puravs wrote:
> > Subj: "K" & A Telling
> Date: 97-08-30 14:55:53 EDT > From: MsSheWolfATnospamaol.com
> To: kundalini-lATnospamexecpc.com
Cher's story is not unusual in the least, I wrote to her off line because I needed to ask her specific questions. Since she has it
connected to her vibration she really needs to reflect and remember what brought it in, and then she needs to raise her frequency a great deal to
eliminate it from her aura.
There are those that deny this lower force energy even on the list, but do those who are in the grasp of the experience it is very real. This
energy feeds off of the emotions and thoughts of people manipulating them without mercy. It is not something to fear, it is something to
understand. Understanding simply means becoming aware and able to identify the frequency and then through Divine Will one has the ability
to deal with it and change frequencies. Gloria >
>
> What I would like to tell you all is something that happened to me. > It may
> seem a little odd, but I have shared this with only select people over > the
> years to avoid ridicule and humiliation. Please bear with me and give > me
> feedback if you feel so moved. >
> When I was 18 and living in Ventura County in California, my > grandfather had
> a cabin up in the Maricopa Gorge. I pretended there as a child and it > was my
> "special place," as was it my grandfather's. He favored me, and I > adored
> him. He died when I was in the 3rd grade. I had a key to the cabin > (which
> was still adforned with all of my grandfather's possesions right down > to the
> fishing gear) and my boyfriend at the time was being drafted into the > Army
> (VietNam era), and we went to the cabin to spend our last evening > together.
> The cabin was one of 6 located in a narrow gorge, with only one being > lived
> in year round. While we were there, I heard some scraping noises > outside,
> and my friend went and looked but saw nothing. We decided to leave, > and I
> asked him to pull the car around the side of the cabin, and we both > saw at
> the same time, two huge glowing white eyes!! It raised up and it > looked like
> it was 7 ft tall or so. We backed out and headed up the little dirt > road on
> the side of a mountain with a cliff on the other side, going as fast > as we
> could, which probably couldn't have been too fast on that road. He > screamed
> "here it comes" and I turned around and there were those white eyes > coming
> down the road behind us. When we finally reached the main highway, he > sat
> with his foot on the brake, screaming "it is right behind the car!!" > I
> didn't look but just kept hitting him and finally got him to go. > Several
> miles down the highway, we both pulled over and cried, because there > was
> nothing to compare it to. I took him to the Los Angeles Airport at 6 > am. (I
> never saw him again.) Upon returning to Ventura, I picked up my > sister's
> best friend and we went back to the cabin in daylight. I took her to > the
> place where we saw it, and their were hoof prints!!! There were no > prints
> leading up to the spot, but cut deep into the dirt were prints that > were
> cloven. They ran between our cabin and the cabin near to ours up to > the road
> it chased us on. The stride was so long, we tried to run beside it > and could
> not reach the distance. These prints did not appear to be a four > legged
> animal, but rather two legged. I began reading about UFO's and other > people's accounts, I learned that animals eyes glow gold or green and
> only > when light was hitting them (it was pitch black in the gorge). I
> related my > story to others, and either they were frightened, laughed at me, or
> thought I > was on drugs or something (which I was not). Two months after my
> friend went > into the Army, and old boyfriend called me and said he wanted to talk.
> I > agreed and we went to a dead end road at the top of hill just above
> the old > Presbyterian (shudder) Church I grew up in in Ventura. Behind the
> dead is > miles and miles of oil fields. I had not told him anything about my
> story. > I was sitting in the bucket seat sideways, facing him, and he turned
> his > head and screamed and started the car. I looked back and there they
> were, > huge white glowing eyes kind of back in a gully. While he was driving
> frantically away, I listened to his words: "Did you see those eyes? > They
> were white and so huge it looked like it was right behind the car, but > it was
> back in that gully." I did not look back, but I knew it had something > to do
> with me, because I had seen it with two people in two very different > locations, although if you looked at a map, it would be less than 30
> miles > away from the Maricopa Gorge. Months later I went to a metaphysical
> church > in Woodland Hills with some friends who said the medium, Gloria, was
> going to > be doing reading for the congregation for free, and when I was there
> and she > began at the front of the room (I was about 3/4 of the way back). but
> she > stopped and said that she was sorry, but she needed to tell me that my
> aura > was black and asked if I had had any experience or come in contact
> with > anything. I was young and felt very uncomfortable, so I just told her
> I had > seen two huge white glowing eyes, and it chased me (did not mention
> the two > legged cloven hooves), and she said, "it is a known form the devil
> takes on > and that I should go home and pray for illumination and take salt
> baths. I > did not do that. About 6 years later, a woman friend of mine and two
> guys > she knew decided to hide and camp in the Murietta (the Murietta is
> located > just off the Maricopa Gorge and you can hike through miles and miles
> of > nothingness (sage brush...very rough country) all the way to San Louis
> Obispo. We had hiked many hours and made camp at a beautiful place > called
> the horsehoe which opened to an expansive valley below. Having made > camp and
> eaten, we were ready to sleep, and suddenly a flash storm came and we > did not
> have tents. We scrambled and stuffed out wet muddy gear into bags and > started back down the long, treacherous hills in the dark with only
> one > flashlight, which the guys carried, and my friend and I walked behind
> the, > arms locked in order to stay on the narrow trail on the side of a
> mountain. > Somewhere along the way, my woman friend says to me, "What are those
> two > white lights over there? I told her not to look back (I was afraid if
> I > looked, I might manifest it and we would be lost). After a long time
> we > reached the car and I told all three of them my story, which, of
> course, > really frightened them, and my friend said that was just how the
> lights > were...close together, very white and glowing. Later I was looking at
> my > astrological sign, Capricorn, the sign of the goat and wondering if
> there is > a connection. I have Tarot set that uses Greek Mythology, and
> Capricorn is > pan...not necessarily negative, but representive everything that is
> natural, > even things that are abhorrent to us, such as feces, etc. Since my
> first > sighting of the creature, I have an obsession for black. Really don't
> like > wearing anything but black and have black cars, etc. I don't know if
> there > is a connection or not. I recently flew from my home in Maryland to
> Ventura > for my mother's funeral. While there, my sisters and I went for a
> horseback > ride in another part of the Murietta, which I felt strangely
> spiritual. I > had an incredible urge to go and confront it, as I believe it is still
> there. > I have often thought it might be my grandfather, but why would he have
> huge > glowing eyes and cloven hooves. He adored me, and was well-liked by
> everyone...very respected. I became very silent about this for > sometime,
> fearing ridicule, but it has remained with me to this day I am hoping > that
> some of you might give me some insight into what this might mean and > help me
> learn how to come to terms with it. This is 100% true. I feel rather > safe
> telling you all about it, because of your beliefs and your higher > consciousness.
> > Love in the Spirit,
> > Cher
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