Incarnation In The Energy World - Alternative View

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Incarnation In The Energy World - Alternative View
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Recently I discovered the world of my lives. If earlier I could only look at them in scattered passages, then, having entered the 1st year of the Institute of Reincarnation, I am now learning to watch lives and their fragments by order.

One of the topics of our training is "The very first incarnation", in classes on this topic we usually consider the very first earthly incarnation in a human body.

My incarnation was simple and ordinary, in the body of a Chinese boy, so then I looked through my very, very first incarnation, regardless of the planet or the body.

It turned out that it was life in the energy world with two stages of development in two different dimensions. This opened itself to me from the other side and gave an impulse to self-manifestation, regardless of the conditions and opinion of the majority.

A world of energies and sound vibrations

I am a luminous short-beaded snow-white solar ball of energy, a kind of fluffy. I am not alone, we are many of the same energetic fuzzies. Sometimes we interact slightly, exchanging energies, but mostly we just exist in parallel.

Between us there are, as it were, direct threads of energy, through which we can send each other the required additional energy, but these same threads keep us at a distance from each other.

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As an analogy, we can give a model of a molecule, where atoms are held at a certain place and distance.

Our entire space is permeated with different energies and magnificent sound waves. Something like the music of the spheres mixed with the singing of birds. An atmosphere of calm joy reigns.

In addition, there is another important factor or value, which is time for us. The energies here are very different in quality. There are more dense and saturated, there are pulsating, and there are light and joyful ones.

There are a lot of these energies, they saturate and transform us. This affects our fullness with individual parameters, and our appearance hardly changes.

All these energies affect us, but each of us can adjust the degree of filling of this or that energy at our discretion or preference.

This makes us different and individual, but it only concerns our body, not character or behavior.

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As they are full, energetic fuzzies are gradually approaching the edge of our space.

When such a fluffy reaches the peak of its saturation with sound and energy waves, space, as it were, separates it from our connections and gently pushes it into another dimension, from which we are separated by a certain grayish-pink membrane.

Even in the gray mass, there is always someone who stands out

Once we witnessed how two fuzzies connected with each other, although this was contrary to our energy laws.

At the same moment, our space threw them out through the membrane. As if weeded out. We are not particularly intelligent creatures, but I was surprised that they disappeared to the same place where all our energetic fuzzies disappear when they are filled to the limit.

After this incident, I began to try to interact with my closest neighbor, whom I saw as soon as I found myself here.

Usually, we occasionally exchanged some energies if someone needed something or had something in excess. But now I began to send short impulses of different energies towards the neighbor in order to attract his attention.

At first, he blocked them as unnecessary. Then he began to let them pass a little, and later he began to send me his own.

Our binding thread has become stronger and thicker and brighter. Probably, someday we would have united, like those two, but once I reached the limit of my fullness, and the space pushed me to the membrane, separating all my connections.

At the last moment I saw that my partner too was losing all his connecting threads and approaching the membrane.

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New space. Be like everyone else or be yourself?

Suddenly I found myself in a completely different space. It was somehow calmer and different here. There were no energies and melodic sounds. At least after the world I visited, this one seemed like a wasteland.

If the former space could be compared with a spring forest morning, filled with trills of birds and saturated with the smells of reviving nature, then the current one - with an afternoon summer city in its most empty part, calm and even somehow tired and stuffy.

The space was blue-gray. I myself have now become gray-blue and somehow amorphous, like a pear-shaped water-gel drop.

This form was basic, but very unstable. In the distance I saw amorphous creatures like me and flew towards them, adjusting on the go to my body and its reaction to movement and contact with a denser "floor".

In this space, there was already something like gravity, but not very significant for my weight. However, as I moved forward, I was often drawn to this floor.

So I moved like a soft ball: now pushing off the floor, then tumbling and trembling with my amorphousness, I flew further.

I was attracted to my own people, but when I approached them, I was somewhat puzzled. I didn't like their energies and the sounds they made.

These water-gel amorphics were clustered in groups on the bank of some stream, even denser than our "floor", but moving.

Small and large groups of these amorphs rattled among themselves as in a bazaar. This sound was completely out of harmony for me, and I did not want to join them.

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If you do what is not accepted, perhaps this is what everyone dreamed of.

I began to maneuver between the groups and look for my partner-partner in the previous space, but I never found him or those two paired.

Sadly wandering among the noisy amorphs, I realized that I wanted to return to the former harmonious and full of life-giving energies space.

I didn’t find the membrane either, but I saw near the crowds some kind of more solid than our space, a formation, something like a rounded huge stone of dark gray color.

This was new. I examined her, touched her. I looked back at the pear-shaped amorphs, which were boring with their noise, and I suddenly felt very sad and wanted joy. I pushed off the floor, accelerated and slammed into the rock formation with all my might!

I was flattened by half of the stone, and I flowed down, gathering back into the previous shape. It interested me. I did the same again, this time stronger.

Now I shattered into small splashes, and they all gradually merged into me again, giving a tickling sensation. I kind of laughed, rippling across my amorphous surface. I giggled if such creatures could giggle.

At the same time I heard the laughter of my Mentor. This was not surprising. And I started having fun! Now I wanted to show other Amorphics how to have fun here.

Looking back, I saw that the groups nearest to me had stopped making noise and were already staring at me. I shattered again and gathered myself together, laughing at the sensation.

At that moment I heard a voice from above: "Take it away, it will ruin the whole experiment for us!" I just crashed against a solid formation again, but my spray, instead of draining and merging into one whole, suddenly began to evaporate somewhere up.

Every single spray of mine evaporated, as if I weren't there. There was a feeling that I was torn away from the toy and pulled up somewhere.

I only managed to notice how other amorphics were distracted by a splash in the stream that flowed behind them, and everyone immediately forgot about my idea and began to clamor as before.

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Sometimes our mistakes are more valuable than the right behavior

I found myself near the Mentor. He continued to laugh, looking at the confused me: “Well, have you found some fun? Played enough? Or has it played out?"

I timidly asked if I had ruined the experiment. “What are you, they immediately forgot about you. Now, if we had not taken you out of there, then they would have gone crazy there, they would have staged a revolution. I would have to change the program. This calmed me down.

In the end, the Mentor praised me: "Well done, he showed a special individuality where it was not supposed to be." And this phrase echoed in my mind for a long time when I returned to the moment here and now.

Watching this incarnation gave me a resource state of manifestation of my individuality for use in moments of uncertainty or internal protest against some external conditions.

In order not to be forced not to merge with the gray mass and not to be like everyone else, but to remain oneself and show oneself in this world no matter what.

Gebel Tatiana