Re: [WitchesWorkshop] Re: Bring objects from astral projection?
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From: "ozpagan" <ozpagan@...>
Sent: Wednesday, July 29, 2009 8:25 AM
Subject: Re: [WitchesWorkshop] Re: Bring objects from astral projection?
> What a wonderful experience and telling of that experience. Thanks
> for sharing that here Nisaba.
<smile> It was decades ago, but I remember it as if it were last week.
> I can't help feel you should be collecting oak acorns. Even though
> that psychic acorn wasn't destined to remain here, and like almost
> everything in the natural world there's opportunity for renewal.
Alas, I have since not lived within reach of oak trees. In retrospect, and
the older I get, the more appalled I become at my breathtaking arrogance (oh
to be young again!). To think, given a special present in such a special
way, I thought *I* could grow that into dozens, hundreds, and even thousands
of the things every season! No wonder it hasn't come back to me. <carefully
However, someone who hasn't heard the story at all, gave me a Green Man
(actually looks more like a Green Chimp) for my front door, and he seems
right at home ...
> "Might I suggest there may have been a
> seed of 'sophia' planted in you Frau Nisaba!"
Danke schoen, danke schoen.
Just wait until I tell you about the ping-pong ball. Or about the kippers.
... VBI SPIRITVS EST KANTVS EST
ICQ: 361 565 370
- Hmmm, a charming anecdote Nisaba, thank you for sharing that (and indeed Lilith28 for yours as well! ).
Yes, Lilith28, I suppose I am generally "skeptical" - to the point where I don't even trust skepticism! In the bin it goes! Depends on my mood and the situation really. Science be damned.
Nisaba, what a wonderful dream / experience. I don't think there's anything wrong with wanting to grow it - how good would that have been? It would seem like the obvious suggestion. That's what seeds are for! You could have started a forest! However, as I'm sure you're aware, I wonder if the literalisation of such things can often sap them of vitality - surely we don't need fancy oak trees, but rather the inherent magic in our purpose when the invisible flaming fountains at the source of our being are connected through the medium of our relationship with the cosmos to their ultimate realisation as experience, the dream that inheres.
I have had some extraordinary relationships of my own to particular trees, and European ones tend to speak my language too. There is a beech-dryad I know a couple of hours from Sydney who never fails to elicit adoration when pointed out to visitors.
--- In WitchesWorkshop@yahoogroups.com, "Nisaba Merrieweather" <nisaba@...> wrote:
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> From: "amanda kupkovic" <lilith28th@...>
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> Cc: "carteblanche13 Livingstone" <carteblanche13@...>
> Sent: Monday, July 27, 2009 11:19 PM
> Subject: Re: [WitchesWorkshop] Re: Bring objects from astral projection?
> >cb you sound very sceptical but that was the only way I could explain my
> >experience at trying to bring physical object (through) physical object.
> >The sand /dirt >through the floor boards. whilst I was in an astral state.
> >It felt like trying to take too many cookies out of the cookie jar and my
> >fist was too big to come through >the top opening without opening my hand
> >and loosing them all.
> In 1986 I was still a city-dweller, living in Sydney, NSW (don't worry, I
> got better). At that stage I had been on a Magical path for some years.
> One night I put myself to bed, did a quiet, native-bush based meditation,
> and drifted off into a natural sleep afterward.
> I found myself lucid-dreaming, in the sense that I was fully aware I was
> dreaming. I was well-established in the dream but also still had some
> consciousness in the background of the position my body was lying in, etc.
> I went back to the bush and Aussie sandstone of the meditation, and walked a
> little further in. Gradually, more and more European trees intruded, and
> everything seemed greener and wetter, until eventually I was walking through
> a purely European forest with a centuries-deep mat of rotting leaves
> underfoot and almost no undergrowth except the occasional bramble. I kept
> walking until I came to a fallen log, and still aware of the dreamstate, I
> sat down on the log and waited, putting out welcoming energy around me.
> One of the trees shifted slightly, nad turned out to be the Green Man, bark
> for a face, branches and roots for limbs. Not at all human, as the artwork
> would have you believe. He sat down on the log to my left with a bit of a
> rustling of leaves, and spoke to me. He told me some things I have not
> repeated since, and have no intention of repeating now. Then it ended. We
> both knew it had.
> One of his rear branches reached backwards out of my field of vision and
> came back, foliage-fingers balled into a fist around something. I'll repeat
> his exact words here: "Take this in memory of me," he said, and even at the
> time I thought the language was a bit biblical. Another branch opened my
> left hand, whatever was in his balled "hand" was put into the palm of my
> hand, nad he closed my fist gently around it.
> When I woke up the following morning, my left fist was still closed. I could
> feel something inside it. When I opened my hand, there was a perfect acorn
> in my hand, complete with the little cap-let. I carried it around with me
> for several days, and showed it to the only Pagan friend I had back then.
> Then I made my big mistake. My thinking went like this: if a magical acorn
> given to me by a nature-spirit was wonderful, imagine how much more
> wonderful a magical oak tree grown from it would be, with annual crops of
> magical acorns to give away or plant! So I read up on oaks, got a huge tub,
> prepared the perfect soil, and planted it to the perfect depth at the right
> Nothing happened.
> Nothing kept happening.
> When I experimentally dug, I found the "paper" of its skin - the inside of
> the acorn had been composted, and if I'd left it much lnger, the skin would
> have been, too. It hadn't germinated.
> The moral of the story: if you are given a magical gift, keep it just as it
> is. Don't get greedy and try and get it to multiply.
> So yes, physical stuff can and does move between dimensions. It's just that
> the person doing the moving (and it wasn't me in that instance) has to know
> Nisaba Merrieweather
> ... If it is nothing else, the brain is a source of ceaseless amusement.
> ICQ: 361 565 370