>when I look around me, my family, people I meet, people I had story with,
>I am always in front of the same boundaries.
Which means, that they are not touched, or not touchable.
>In school, with the other children. They could all just be mean or acting
>without caring, and it did nothing to them. I feel surrounded by them.
No feelings, no compassion, no care<
Here is a story. It may, or may not be true. No matter – whatever is, is.
Imagine another dimension where some people are stuck on some particular behaviour. After a few thousand years they decide they had better take more radical action – so they decide to go/come to a dimension where the atmosphere is more dense – so their situation will be more exaggerated, and thus more obvious.
In order to enter this other dimension it is required that the previous dimension is not remembered – otherwise the technique would not work. Trouble is, if it is not remembered, then they forget what they have come for!
So, some people who have gone through the things that these people have come to this dimension to work on, volunteer to go/come to this other dimension – to remind them that they have come to work on a few things. Trouble is, in order to enter this ‘training’ dimension, the people who come to remind, have to forget what they have come for as well!
So, some other people, who have even less to work on, come to remind the people who have come here to remind people, that they have come here to remind people.
So the majority of people on this plane are not very awake. To say the least.
Nothing wrong with them, they are just more asleep.
At one level, we are all the same – just at different levels of asleep-ness.
To check that out, watch daytime television, and the ads, and listen to politicians speak in session.
> The people only live in their dull-box…
If you are born into a dull-box, and everyone around you are in a similar situation, it is difficult to share with people that there is an
alternative. Try sharing with a born-again-christian that the bible is a fake.
>but if you then want to show them their responsibility, they just go
We do not want to hear what we do not want to hear.
We want to hear what we want to hear. “Do Not Disturb.”
I think I have shared already, that we have had guests, they have brought visitors, and we have had some chats. Even with being gentle, and about half of the visitors have run. The other half, who had a much more direct reflections, have had quite dramatic life changes. Could be proving that, it isn’t who said it, or what they said, it is what is done with what is heard.
Very delightful/nourishing to see people having life transformations.
Clare, Bernie, Monica, Devesh & Monika, Dianne, Paula. Wonderful.
Dianne appears to be in a permanent state of what can only be described as 'a state of awakening.' Time no more/peace that passeth all understanding.
Unfortunately, we did not record all the sessions.
Excellent one yesterday with Dianne and Paula.
It is happening again – right now. Even although the session was so powerful, I do not have the motivation to go into all the details. So just briefly.
This Is It. There is no time, no dimensions, no here, no there. All illusion. And everything ‘real' in its own right.
Dianne’s awaking experience was/is a classic.
Recently she started having voices ‘from the other side’ giving information about the people in her vicinity.
Then the other day, in the kitchen, a voice said:
“Are you ready to get go of Dianne completely?”
She said yes in a very clear and total way. And popped!
I was sharing with Dianne and Paula that I am not ware of the beings that are said to be around me, and do not see them, or feel them. Paula reminded me of something I once either got, or was told. “You cannot see them as separate from you, because you are them/they are you. Click. Neat reminder.
Until consciousness is your unconditional priority, and you are ready to hear and experience everything that comes your way, just the way it comes, you are wondering in the wilderness. Nothing, nothing, on the outside, works.
Oh there is so much more – and writing is no longer my thing.
Never was actually.
Hope you have got some clues from this…
in the very early morning hours, I had the idea to ask you, what I would like to understand. I know, I only see it all in my limited way, and I am not sure to understand fraction of your answer. But still I like to ask: when I look around me, my family, people I meet, people I had story with, I am always in front of the same boundaries. Which means, that they are not touched, or not touchable. It has been a problem since child. In school, with the other children. They could all just be mean or acting without caring, and it did nothing to them. I feel surrounded by them. No feelings, no compassion, no care. The people only live in their dull-box and doing things that have an effect on the outside, unconsciously causing damages, not cleaning behind themselves, but if you then want to show them their responsibility, they just go away, run, let you alone with it, lie and me or Andreas being sensible are having it all. If it comes to carrying the difficult things, the hurt, the ugliness the shit. Nobody here to help. Nobody that should be concerned feels concerned. People want to have the nice feelings, but when it comes to tears and standing together, nobody stays. When I see what you, Paul, do, or the things you send in order to be touched, then I think, that you also try to show the people. I remember, you once quoted John Lennon: you may say I am a dreamer....." Well I feel so hopeless with the people. The door is all shut. You know, I have been feeling like this since child, it is not that I complain about. But I thought, maybe you can tell me, how we can handle this better. and what is it about, being one of fews having IT. Thank you Paul.
sending lots of Love to YOU, Noa
p.s......maybe you are nor more in a state, where a question like this is relevant for you. If this is the case, then I don't want to bring you in too big efforts to beam down to a frequency, which is too far away. I will then handle it myself.