On Feeling … Normal

Still here; still normal

“If my life were a TV show, I’d have turned it off.” (John Enright, 1979.)

It’s been twenty-four hours since I emerged from my constructed self. I see it as my job to report on matters like this so here I go.

Gosh, so much to say about it. Where to begin?

I suppose the place to start is to say that the overall change in me from being inside to being outside my constructed self is that I feel normal. That sounds a bit weird to say but perhaps consider the implication: that life lived inside the box, life lived from our constructed self, life lived from our acts, routines, numbers, poses, postures, hidden agendas, etc., may not be normal.

The state of enlightenment that we enter into when we achieve Fifth Dimensionality is called “sahaja samadhi.” What does sahaja mean? It means natural.

Could it perhaps just be the case that we’ve been living life all these years, decades, centuries and millennia in a way that has not been normal?

All the stress, tension, anxiety, angst, loneliness, sadness, grief, fear, dread, etc. – could it just possibly be that none of this is or was normal? I’m beginning to think it is.

I feel peace right now and an absence of every kind of stress. But overwhelmingly I simply feel normal.

Usually when I have a peak experience, it goes. But this one appears to be ongoing. (Cross my fingers.) But I also had a dream last night which was a definite first for me and it’s material to how I’m feeling now so perhaps let me recount it.

I was in a room about the space of a railway car. I think I was onboard ship. A group of us were chatting quietly when I suddenly became aware of a young man, of about 25-30, who spoke. He was a wee bit taller than us, just a mite.

Otherwise, he looked like all of us, had longish hair in a pony tail, and spoke in the same voice we did. But there was something about the quality of his voice that would have one turn around in one’s seat and ask who was speaking?

It was a delicious vibration, almost as if it loosened the knots to just hear it.

I turned to him and said immediately, “Are you Archangel Michael,” and he said, “Yes.”

Now keep in mind that I bitterly complained to AAM recently that I had not had his promised “darshan” or appearance.

I’m going to shorten up my account of the dream (1) and simply say that at one point I felt lonely and sad and at that very moment he became a … hmmmm…. diaphanous being and floated over me and put his mouth on mine and breathed something into me. (Viewers of Dragon Wars may recall a similar scene at the end of that movie.) I surrendered and just breathed in whatever he was gifting me with and then I awoke.

So what? Well, it’s been twelve hours since that dream and the impact on me is that the same energy that was coursing through me has now stopped … and I feel stable. I feel normal. I feel natural. I feel stably normal and natural.

So let me just recount. I became aware recently that I was dealing with others through my act. I became dissatisfied with this way of being. Immediately an energy began coursing through me that led me up and down, hither and yon, and brought me to a place where, by an exertion of will, I rejected life inside the box and stepped out of my constructed self. There followed a dream of Archangel Michael in which he seemed to gift me with a stabilized condition outside the box. I now live in a stabilized condition (for how long I do not know) of experienced naturalness and normality.

I’ve spoken to two other friends who appear to have had a similarly-portentous dreams.

One last thing. I said earlier that I was in the place where mountains are not mountains and rivers are not rivers. Today I am in the place where mountains are mountains again and rivers are rivers.

If you’ve read Shanta Gabriel’s channeled message from yesterday, (2) you’ll see that there it’s said that the number of angels here to help us on this next leg of the journey has increased dramatically. I can believe that. I would not be surprised if this is our time to step out of the old paradigm of Third Dimensionality that had us substitute for our authentic selves an artificial version of ourselves – an act, an image, a pose, and a mask.

And if this is the case, would it not be wonderful if this is the time for all of us to just let it go, step outside the box, and be normal and natural again?