Something phenomenal just happened and I’m recording it immediately so I won’t forget any detail. Once again, I was on an airplane when this mystical experience took place. I had taken a few minutes to visualize and align my chakras. I was reminded to do this because my knee was hurting. I was rubbing it and visualizing it healing. In my mind’s eye, I noticed spheres of light were slowly forming and the longer I massaged, the more charged with energy I felt. I let the feeling take over and my hands began to do their own thing- pressing on certain points, moving in specific directions. When I was done, I sat up and felt the plane take off. I said a silent prayer to my angels to guide the craft safely. Whenever I call them, I imagine and feel their energy rush towards my head and shoulders. I sat back and felt my energy expand. The sensation was so strong, I couldn’t help but imagine I had wings that were spreading out from my shoulder blades and settling two feet or so around me. I made the connection between auras and wings. As I sat there, I thought to myself, “wow, I really feel energized… I feel… powerful…” every now and then I feel inclined to attempt telekinesis. So I looked right in front of myself at the switch on the seat that releases the table. I tried to make it move without success. A phrase came into my head that I had seen in the movie The Matrix. There is a scene where a gifted child is bending a spoon with his mind. He tells keanu reeves, “the trick is to remember that there is no spoon.” I also heard other voices in my mind saying, “you must BE the this. BECOME the that, be ONE with whatever, and so on…” I tried taking on that mentality. I wasn’t able to move the switch, but a different, unexpected effect took place.
I became the plane.
The tubular body of the plane felt like my rib cage. I could feel cold air on my “face” which was the nose of the plane. My metal wings were steady amid the whooshing atmosphere. I could feel all the little seats inside me. I was utterly frozen in awe. Seriously, I couldn’t move. So I just went with the feeling and tried to see what else I could experience. In my mind’s eye I flipped up all the dvd players, the front half of my body arched up slightly and then back into place as if I were stretching, and finding delight in flying fast through sky. Then I wondered, “if this is all me, and these certain parts are my body, then what part do the people play?” Then I saw everyone’s head glow golden and golden threads connected each of their heads. Together, our consciouness created the atmosphere. I began to send pink waves of translucscent positive energy from the front to the back of the plane. It looked as if a “scanner” was scanning the entire interior. It was really quite incredible. This lasted maybe 15-20 minutes…? The whole time I didn’t move an inch, but I noticed different muscles twitching involuntarily here and there. I decided to end the experience and retracted my transluscent pink energy from all areas of the plane back into my body. As soon as I did, I jumped slightly as I became mobile again.
Coming back to Atlanta after ten days spent in crisp earthgirl bliss was kind of a culture shock. People moved differently. They walked faster, talked harder, and certainly weren’t nearly as polite as Yooper folk. The energy was just more abrasive in general. It was a side of Atlanta I knew well, but had never brought to the surface for thorough analysis. Needless to say, it ran against the grain.
I had one day to pack before I left yet again for the airport to pick up Dad and begin our journey across the country. I think I was anxious. I slept a lot. Put off the final chores to the very end. It wasn’t until I drove out of my neighborhood with all my belongings scrunched in a tiny Honda that I began to smile uncontrollably, even giggle a little. Goodbye Roswell. Goodbye Georgia. I am fucking OUT of here!
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