by Nicky Hamid
https://remembersoultribe.wixsite.com/membership
Mandalas and Reconnection to Childhood.
I have remembered how, as a child, barely 2 years old, I would see these great mandala like openings in the fabric of my world. I would move through them effortlessly and be in a dimension that was Home. I was so happily involved that, in a toddler’s body, I could sit playing for hours and I did not attempt to walk until I was 2.5 years old.
Through these “mandala portals” I experienced my “other dimensional” Home as a beautiful place that was like ancient Persia, bordering on the shores of a Mediterranean like sea, with white marbled buildings that were open, circular, pillared and with lush and comfortable fittings. The skies were vibrant in pastel blues, pinks, and golds. I was adult and always there were my beloved Masters, mentors and friends around and nearby.
These portals were present right through my very early years and gradually merged into my “fantasy world” of human childhood. It was a seamless transition but as a child I spent much time in my “own world” and only knew the difference when I was ‘rudely’ awoken, especially at school, for “inattentiveness, laziness, inappropriateness. dumbness, and disobedience”.
Strict and hostile teachers would shock me back into my body, back into “reality”, from my travels, and of course this would imprint fear and guilt which eventually needed to be cleared later in life.
And so I learned to ground myself. One way as a young child and up to about 8 years old was to rock and “head bang”. I would rock up against a wall, or on my pillow at night, and bang my head in a regular motion.
Not enough that it hurt, but rather as a light head jar, and it was such a pleasant sensation. I see now that it actually helped bring my Being into my body (come to Earth) rather than be out of touch with the physical present.
As I grew older creativity and sport became wonderful ways to express myself and ground into 3D. Sport took over and nowadays it is gardening and nature, giving to others through teaching, and any kind of creativity, including coloring mandalas or model making, that performs this beautiful function of helping me to be fully Present.
The experience of traveling through mandala portals continued up until I was 11 years old and then faded almost completely.
They did appear in occasional dreams or nightmares during sleep. Their reemergence is written in my book “Quantum Self Healing: The Power of Coloring Mandalas”. https://amzn.to/3FRFkVn
Once again it has become clear how wormholes to our multidimensional selves and mandalas are inextricably linked. .
I So Love You
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PS: I know that reading this post will trigger a REMEMBERING of many things for many of you with or without the mandala experience.
Every one of you had to close and intimate connection to other realities when you were very young.
It is time to REMEMBER.