18.104.22.168, Kin 64–Yellow Crystal Seed
Seek not the Mirror
But the face in the Mirror
Follow the Echo Back to the Voice
Trace the Voice Back to the Source
Where Voice and Echo, Mirror and Face
With so much focus on events of the external realm, I felt to share an experience from the internal realm. It is comforting to know that what is occurring in our external time-space reality is only one of many realities occurring simultaneously.
The codes of the synchronic order are such potent tools to explore other dimensions and levels of consciousness. We have only just begun to tap into these new mind technologies that facilitate, among other things, the possibility of time travel and sensory teleportation. These codes are a true gift of galactic intelligence to assist us in our evolution toward cosmic consciousness.
I have been documenting the results of these inner experiments of the Noosphere II project for the past five years. I offer my experience in order to inspire you to further explore the many treasures that await inside yourself, God willing.
This particular experience occurred about four spins ago when I was meditating inside the cube focussing on a mirror at the solar plexus chakra– kuxam sum.
Seated within the cube, with eyes closed, I visualized sitting in the Resonant Mirror, Kin 98, position on the top half of the psi bank, with a reflecting mirror in my solar plexus. I beamed this reflecting mirror to the other half of the psi bank, the occult position of the Resonant Night, Kin 163, and imagined it beaming me back its information. I focussed on the meditative qualities of mirror: Reflection, Endlessness and Order.
My intention was to access another dimension. I felt it was the perfect day being that it was tone 7, the resonant tone of attunement representing the seventh dimension, the mirrorless void zone.
I imagined the mirror in my solar plexus beaming out to other dimensions. I practiced for quite some time trying to remain in a receptive state. Though I felt an overall sense of calm and well being, nothing much happened.
When I went to bed that evening, I entered a hypnogogic state. I soon felt myself hurtling through the cord of the solar plexus (which I had had some experience with). In this process you sometimes feel “crunched” or hear a type of static or crackling sound as the dimensions are shifting.
Then suddenly I found myself in a familiar house. A party was about to happen. And I was the hostess! I felt a bit anxious. Was I prepared for this?
The guests begin to arrive: acrobats, dancers, magicians, musicians, and children. Many guests appeared to have come from another era, another time.
I felt both fascinated and a bit overwhelmed as I was the hostess and the guests are arriving so rapidly it is impossible to greet them all.
I realized that this is my house—it is a moveable feast—kaleidoscopic, ever changing. As I walked from room to room, the rooms shifted into different eras.
I walked into one room. It was dark. Children were sleeping on the floor. I went outside and saw several guests drinking fine wine. I looked at the bottles; they all looked different and seemed to span many eras.
Creative activity was bursting forth everywhere. I was not sure what to do, so I just walked around and made sure everyone was having a good time.
A man approached me. He seemed to know me well. I could not place him.
He motioned me over and said: “Red Queen.” I was surprised that he called me by this name. He said it again: “Red Queen, would you like to do some mirror work?”
I was not quite sure what he meant. He seemed persistent. I agreed and followed his instruction.
I gazed into this very unusual mirror. It had three parts with two round parts at the center. I noted that there was also a mirror in my solar plexus. I become lucid and remembered that I was meditating this at an earlier time in another time-space.
When I first gazed into the mirror, I was amazed to see my etheric body—I appeared completely transparent. Then the mirror sucked me in further and further. I saw numerous reflections and was amazed, mesmerized.
I lost all awareness of everything else besides what I saw in the mirror.
The more I gazed, the more beautiful I became. I saw all the beings who I had been–other lives; other worlds.
Then, everything dissolved and disappeared and I was left with the pure experience of my core essence—so dazzling, so beautiful and utterly pure; connected to the whole Universe. I understood that this is who we all are.
“Now you understand the power of the Mirror!” The man’s voice jolted me out of the meditation.
I came back to awareness of the party—the man smiled knowingly. I thanked him and continued to walk around the party greeting the guests.