A Record of Journeys
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Every destination has its different faces.
During my journeys of the spirit I decided that I wished to visit that plane of being known as the Akashic Records.
Oftentimes this place has been experienced as a kind of Astral Library, with pillars and various rooms with books and places to study. Of course the Library is a deep archetype of learning and knowledge in the human psyche, as there have been Libraries for many thousands of years on this earth.
My experience of the Askashic Records though was a little different.
I was in a dream narrative in a room with tables and chair but then I ‘recognised the state’ and so the dream became ‘lucid’. I then expressed the intention to visit the Akashic Records. The lucid dream landscape with its tables and chairs then began to disintegrate as I was the taken up into a vortex of moving intentional energy.
I kept the destination in mind and as I travelled I was taken onto a journey of ‘shifting state’; every so often an adjustment being made by some hidden hand so that I remained on the right coordinates.
After some time I was dropped into a place of destination. I had expected to see the pillars, the library and the gatekeeper but all I saw was black void space.
I thought that perhaps I had not made it in some way and something had gone awry but then something extraordinary began to happen.
In the distance I began to see a shape of brilliant vibrant red and green that suddenly began to spin. It was a beautiful spectacle to watch. The shape, which then became distinct green and red letters, continued to spin until the letters spread out on either side of something that appeared like a living vibrant search engine interface.
I asked my question to the interface and received my response. Sometimes it is best not to reveal too much of the content of these private sacred journeys.
The night following this journey I was in another lucid dream and at one point the narrative seemed to switch to themes and landscapes that were relevant to the question I had asked of the Akashic Interface. A mobile phone appeared in my hand and on that a text message read out words that were also pertinent to the question I had asked. Perhaps one day I will reveal the words that were on the text message but again some messages are best kept privately.
Many that often 'journey' will often report that there is a rich intelligence at work within these dimensions of journey and I had a sense that behind the experiences lay a sparkling intelligence with a deep and cosmic sense of humour.
For how could anything as old as the Universe exist if it did not have some kind of sense of humour?