Aug 26, 2016
"The deeper end of the Spiritual spectrum"
Part 4
There are quite a number of spiritual and metaphysical beliefs that are literally as varied as one's imagination. And skeptics of course resort to scientific reports or findings to deem many of these absolute nonsense or that of what we might find in a good science fiction novel. From angel visitations to the existence of planned "inter-species"; mixing human DNA with that of beings from many other or alternate galaxies. Perhaps one day those that seek irrefutable proof will be shocked, but for many of us or the "others" it will only support what we have suspected and believed for a long time. And as my guides have so often pointed out, the biggest influence in believers versus non-believers is simply their choice. Although there are numerous humans that have enjoyed the privilege of having a firsthand experience which often confirms or validates their belief, even without we can be full believers.
There are many branches or a very wide spectrum of phenomena that can vary even in definition, the actual experience and how each of us chooses to relate to these.
And as mentioned, there are many more than what we can possibly cover, but here are a few of the more popular or universally accepted occurrences.
A loop in the matrix; as again this can and likely is defined in several ways, we begin with how my guides define this "loop" and what they are referring to as the matrix in this context. A loop is an occurrence that happens in reality. It is an odd and uncommon situation. The loop simply represents something from our past, our past however in our current life that we have total recall and a full memory of. The matrix is the current dimension of space and time, that again is the current physical space and time, and involves the life we life today. Although a loop in the matrix involves an unexpected meeting of the past and present or even the future, the matrix still is within or is experienced within this dimension. For many people that may refer to this as that feeling of "De ja vu"; or an intense feeling and/or connection to a person, place or thing. It is a very peculiar sensation, not negative at all; however it can be a bit frightening or challenging to comprehend the meaning, even for the most spiritually enlightened person. In a more minor or insignificant "de ja vu"; there is just a very quick or very brief feeling of having been somewhere that is new or knowing someone we are positive we have never met. There is really nothing very unique or unsettling about these experiences and most if not all humans have had this feeling at least once within their lifetime.
A loop in the matrix goes well beyond a simple "it seems I have been here before" and is much more than just a sense of familiarity. In fact a loop is actually a repeat of the past, but it occurs in a time frame that we often will struggle to understand. The following was shared by a client years ago and I was given permission to share the story, but they asked to remain anonymous. This is one of the best tales of a loop in the matrix that I have ever heard or had knowledge of. The client is a female and we will call her Sam.
I grew up in a very rural area and was a bit of a tomboy. In part due to the chores and living a rural life. We had a small farm with cattle, gardens and other animals used for food and sometimes to sell. My father worked in town and my mother stayed home, doing what she could, often selling our vegetables and fruits at a roadside stand. She also did all her own canning and sold that too. I had two brothers, one younger, Seth and one older, Roy. On weekends during hunting season my father always went hunting and we usually got at least 2 bucks which we relied on for food during the winter months. I know money was tight and the venison along with other small animals helped a great deal. I always went along on these trips and had my own rifle. In fact, I was a better shot at 13 than my brother Roy was at 15. One day in late fall, with only a few open days left and needing to bag at least one more buck we headed out to our deep camp (a deer camp is a spot set up with camouflage and often a tree stand, with all necessary supplies left hidden during the short hunting season) we set up quickly and got ready to start tracking. I realized in grabbing some extra gear that I had forgotten my backpack and it had a few extra rounds, my ear plugs, vest and binoculars. I let my dad know I was headed back to the car, about a 3 mile walk and would catch up. He gave me general directions as to where they planned to head out and we would meet up. I hurried along the path, walking next to a slow moving creek making as much time as possible. I was thinking of the hunt and imagining myself as the victor, providing the next buck. I had not heard any noises and I was always extremely alert along these trails as they were known for black bear and mountain lions, both of which were dangerous and plentiful. As I glanced to my right, I noticed a young female, dressed in hunting gear, rifle in hand but relaxed she seemed to be 30ish and although females do hunt, it was a bit strange to see a lone adult. I was not one to spook easily, and my rifle gave me all the courage I needed, plus it wasn't all that unusual to see another hunter although most of us tried to steer clear of other hunter's and their "camps". We both stopped almost simultaneously, as though we both were startled from our inner reverie and looked, or rather stared at one another. There was something so hauntingly familiar about this young woman. I got the chills but not due to fright, fear or feeling threatened. It was a bit like that de ja vu, only multiple it about a million times. I am not sure how long we both stood there, neither of us moving or speaking, locked onto each other's eyes in silence and then suddenly from across the creek she gave a half wave and continued on. I stood there without moving for a moment, and then jogged until I reached our camp and was able to follow their footprints and quietly caught up with my dad and brothers. After we followed the tracks, it was Roy that ended up bagging the buck as he had the best clean shot. On our way back and as we took down our camp as we had gotten our allotted number for that season I asked my family if they had spotted any other hunters and retold my experience with the female, leaving out my personal reaction. They had actually been on the other side of the creek, headed towards the direction she left, and they saw no one. Of course it's possible they didn't go very far or she changed paths, but we left without another sight of anyone.
I went on with my life, graduated from college, married and taught high school English. I had a son who was only 3 and from time to time I would still go out to the old deer camp and because my husband was not a hunter I usually donated my kill, if I was so lucky. I knew that when my son was older I would teach him as my father had taught me. It had been an especially difficult year as my father died of a heart attack with no prior health problems, no warnings. My mom was doing her best and my younger brother and his wife moved back to the farm to help her. We all missed him so much, but as his only daughter it seemed to hit me the hardest and when it did I would put on my came gear, my orange jacket, grab my jacket and head out to the familiar landscape.
One crisp March morning, I did just that. The deer camp was not much of anything anymore as I was the only one that even continued to hunt. And it wasn't until I was hiking away from the parking lot that I realized this was 15 years to the day that we had come out here and I had seen that lone female. I no sooner finished that thought then I got to the creek, except this time I was on the opposite side as last time so I was walking the path that she had been. I heard a very slight noise and being at full alert I looked up and across the stream, there stood a young girl, rifle on her shoulder, she looked to be about 13 or 14. She stopped and her gaze never left my face or eyes and once again that feeling crept up inside of me and gripped my insides so tight I thought for a moment I might pass out. I could not process what I was seeing, it was me! It was me the day my father and brothers had come out here and I had forgotten my backpack and had to go retrieve it. It seemed impossible, but there was no mistaking that strawberry blond hair peeking out of my cap. Or the purple swirls on the rifle that my father had surprised me with one Christmas. She seemed to be in some type of surprised or equally altered state as she stared and there was no threat, just this powerful energy that something very unusual had just happened to us both. Now I realized why all those years ago she (at the age I am now) stopped and stared, because she recognized herself and being one and the same, there simply was no explanation for what occurred those 2 days by the creek.
This is a loop in the matrix. It is when time seems to cease to exist and we are confronted or shown a reflection or sign of what is, and what is to be. I have always enjoyed sharing this story, but this is not the only one, there are many humans that have experienced this or something very similar, they just perhaps are unsure what to call it or may struggle to even believe it can actually exist.
In the spiritual realm and therefore in our human world, literally anything IS possible.
Next, trying to decipher if there is a meaning or what the possible intention for a loop or the matrix may be. Perhaps it is intended or perhaps it is random. Or perhaps as mentioned it becomes what we choose to believe it is and what it may or may not be, do or whether it can alter our life or just be a part of it. ~
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