Coming of age gives rise to an unveiling of thoughts.
Things that we know and things that are learned come together in an energetic cocktail of who we are, the “Who” of whom we are becoming.
Yes, I believe that what we remember develops our who in stages. Early levels of remembering can be forgotten as we shed our innocence and move into adulthood. Or move into programming and leave our purity of thought behind.
Sometimes when we remember we also need to be receptive to our past wisdom.
I often reflect on my childhood and try to remember what it is I thought about then.
I know that I knew stuff. And I desperately want to remember those things now. So I very carefully reflect on the thoughts that I can remember and pull those up into my current awareness.
What did I know? What did I think about? What were my questions then?
I have one such experience I never told anyone about as no one would believe it. It would be pooh-poohed as a childhood imagination much like those that had special imaginary friends.
It began when I was quite young but I can still recall the situations as if they were yesterday.
I was at least 6 years old at my earliest recollection, sitting in my room alone. I would watch this dome floating over me.
If one were to peek in at me, they would have found me sitting very still and very quiet, staring off into the space around me.
I thought of it as a spider web. That’s what it looked like to me then. I can now describe it more accurately. It was a webbing of sorts that arched in a dome shape that slowly floated over me until it covered me.
The geodesic pattern or a grid shape was perfect with no irregularities. It was concave as one might see as the inside of a ball or a perfectly round room. The webbing as it were was actually a holographic image of sacred geometry.
I was so fascinated by it I would just sit and watch the hologram emerge. It was a peripheral focus. If I blinked or looked away it would disappear.
Anyone catching me watching this dome or staring out into space would have certainly asked, Are you okay?
I was never afraid. It always made me feel safe. I knew when the spider web showed up I would be safe. This sense of security that has stayed with me all my life. I watched it for years. I remember as a teen I would sit and ask for it and it would show up. I was even able to summon it a couple years ago, almost 50 years later.
I had forgotten about it until one day I was sitting quietly. Just staring out and I got a glimpse of it. Oh, I got excited and just waited. Then, yes, it slowly came into view. I smiled and thought how blessed I was.
And I still have no idea what it is. But I get the sense that it is interactive; therefore a sentient energy of benevolent design. Loving and protective, maybe even healing in purpose, it is my personal bubble in which to travel. Drunvalo Melchizedek might have further insights for me, but for now I am excited to have my bubble buddy back.
I believe we all have this holographic bubble buddy. We just can’t see them. I do not know why I can see mine and would very much love to hear from anyone else that has. This would not have revealed itself to me if we were not part of a greater plan.
(Concluded in Part 2, below.)
Deanna Barr is a spiritual artist guided to help facilitate the empowerment of humanity. Her journey blends seeking harmony with nature and living in balance while connecting fellow travelers with Gaia and realizing her blessings. Raised in a multicultural family, Deanna writes under the pen name of Digger and explores the human connection to spirit through many mediums of art including painting, metal work, gardening, landscaping and of course writing. With a degree in psychology and experience in Kundalini yoga, Shamanic practitioning and natural healing, she offers spiritual insights for other seekers. Connection to spirit is her way of living and she enjoys sharing this process.