Now that I’ve watched the experience of ecstasy come and go, I can share about the quandary I was in.
To begin with, Archangel Michael has identified ecstasy as belonging to the Twelfth Dimension:
Steve: The space that I call transformative love, what dimension is it?
AAM: It is the seventh dimension.
Steve: Then what dimension is bliss?
AAM: It is between eight and nine.
Steve: And ecstasy?
AAM: Twelfth. (1)
So ecstasy is native to the Twelfth Dimension. And I can see why. The sense of completion is utterly liberating and the Twelfth Dimension is known as the dimension of completion and liberation.
So the first part of my quandary is that there is no way that I was or could have been in the Twelfth Dimension and still remain in a physical body. I would have burst its bonds and considered all this a dream. (2)
So, I don’t dispute its origins and nature, but I can’t help thinking that the experience must have been toned down. It has to have been.
Nonetheless, whereas toned-down experiences in the past have usually meant no access to bliss, this one was more than blissful – just not fully so, I suspect.
Do I know where I was? No and that’s the second part of the quandary: These experiences don’t come with a map and a Michelin Guide.
My best guess is that my experience of ecstasy was toned down in order to allow me to write about it and remain in a physical body. That leaves me ignorant as to where to place the actual experience on our new maps of heaven.
If you treat what I shared about ecstasy as a small taste of the item in question, I’m pretty sure that would fulfill its purpose.
So please be clear: I’m not saying I had a Twelfth-Dimensional experience. I’m saying I had an experience of ecstasy, which was probably toned down to allow me to remain here.
(1) Archangel Michael in a personal reading with Steve Beckow through Linda Dillon, Jan. 20, 2016.
(2) Do I know exactly what I would have done? No. But I know that Michael and the Mother have warned me against going too far.