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lenred · Joined: 01 Jan 2008 Posts: 487 Location: California US

How I loved my beautiful log home nestled among tall ponderosa pines of the Sierra Nevada in Northern California. The surrounding snow tipped mountains and endless green valleys were truly an awesome sight. A rocky meandering stream ran along the southern boundary of the property where huge brown trout were backed into their hiding places awaiting the unsuspecting. Mule deer moved about in all their glory completely void of fear. It was Eden. The envy of everyone who has seen it. Nature in all it’s splendor lay at my feet. I have been here for several years now and the thought of moving away from this paradise had never crossed my mind.

While lying awake one night watching an enchanting full moon shining brightly through the blue sheer curtains, my thoughts suddenly turned to something which troubled me greatly. I had learned many years ago about the voice deep within my psyche. It was the guidance which kept me on my earthly path and in the universal flow. It has never been wrong nor led me astray and that is what bothered me. It was that same voice which brought me to this mountain.

I was now being told that I would soon be leaving this heaven on earth, moving to the high barren desert of New Mexico. I knew that my Source could see the big picture whereas I could not. Still I asked questions long into the night. The answer I received was always the same. “It is time.” Time for what? I had no idea and I wasn’t getting any answers, at least for now.

Before discovering this place my life was a quagmire of problems and aggravation. I was the cause of many tears and broken dreams in my life and that of others. Spirituality was some vague fabrication of religion and society. Since moving to the mountain however, I made great strides in spiritual growth and awareness. My Source availed themselves of every opportunity to clue me in. Due to their patience and resourcefulness I learned and experienced many things, among them my purpose, the remembrance of who I really am and my inherent power of the Absolute.

Deep down I really knew that one day my path would take me elsewhere to continue my purpose on this earth. However, New Mexico was not a place I would have personally chosen. Within a few days after deciding to sell the property, Source brought a cash buyer to me. Two weeks later I was in New Mexico. When it’s time, Source processes the situation very quickly. A few days later I rented a place in the countryside consisting of tumbleweed, a small adobe hut and a few boulders till Source directed me further. Right now I was just hanging out, getting a feel for this new climate.

According to local stories and legends the Spanish Conquistadors buried lots of gold and artifacts in the region and for the next six weeks I explored the desert and barren mountains. I visited some old missions and picked up bits and pieces of ancient Indian pottery and a few old coins which lay bare in the sand. I wasn’t into digging very much and was becoming a little impatient now. Why was I here? I bugged Source daily about it and was always told “soon”. You will know soon.

Slowly I became used to the hot burning sun and dry environment of this Desert Southwest and learned to always carry water with you no matter where you go. Being mindful of the critters that inhabited the area I began to venture into the desert photographing unusual formations and looking for buried treasure.

While hiking in the dry desert one-day, I became aware of my spirit guide Cantrel, who wanted to talk with me about something important. When my guides wish to talk I drop everything and give them my undivided attention. I was leaning hard on my walking stick and it almost fell away when he invited me to explore beyond this third dimensional reality by transiting an interdimensional portal in the morning. He said it was nearby in the mountains to the north. Having the ability to see and interact in other realities, the subject of portals has always been titillating. I excitedly accepted his invitation. That evening I filled my backpack with food and survival equipment for the journey in the morning and retired, early.

The alarm clock clamored loudly before sunrise the next day. After a quick cup of coffee I threw my gear in the pickup and with Cantrel sitting beside me, we began our journey to the mountains and the experience of a lifetime

For more than three hours I had climbed over massive boulders and gigantic shrubs in this deep crevasse located in northwestern New Mexico. It was now late morning and the high vertical cliffs jutted from the canyon floor and shrouded the deep ravine in foreboding dark shadows. The occasional shriek of an eagle pierced the solitude of this incredible place. Small rocks fell from the cliff-side clattering onto the boulders below echoing a sound so eerie it made goose bumps all over my body.

Then I saw it! I stood there motionless, captivated by the movement of this illusionary subtlety. Cantrel had already briefed me on inter-dimensional portals. Many times he said “be aware of distortions in the trees and rocks or lines like heat waves coming off hot pavement while hiking in the mountains and canyons.” So much for awareness. I almost stumbled headlong into this one. I swear it wasn’t there a moment ago.

From my perspective, it was difficult to see beyond the distortion of the interdimensional weave. Moving closer, I probed the contortion with my staff, which I always carry with me when hiking. Piercing the thin vibrating mass, a peculiar humming sound resonated through the stillness. Although the entire length of my staff was visible, there was a distinct thin veil between my hand and the end of the probe. As I removed my wooden staff, the humming sound stopped as quickly as it began. Cantrel was standing behind me allowing me the freedom of discovery.

With a knowing, I asked Source to provide the energies needed to clear away the distortions. As I passed my hand across the veiled opening the aberrations disappeared. Cantrel said I could open and close this doorway at any time using those same energies. With my vision now completely unobstructed, I peered through the portal. I could never have imagined such a fantastic landscape as that which lay before me. scanning the magnificent scenery, I happened to look down. Totally unprepared for what I saw, I jumped back with a start into some thorny bushes. With a dumfounded look, I turned to Cantrel who seemed very amused with my antics.

The opening was located on the side of a shear cliff. How am I supposed to get to the bottom, alive, I wondered. Edging cautiously, back to the portal, I again looked down, but this time a trail appeared directly below me, winding down the face of the cliff to the canyon floor, some five hundred feet below. Believing the narrow path could be safely traversed, I picked up my staff and backpack, and fortified my energy shields.

Unaware of what may be lurking in this unknown dimension, I created a thought form to scout ahead and report anything unusual. Sometimes I use thought forms for great lengths of time and they become as friends and I named it (him) Gentry, as he was programmed to be a non-aggressive observer. Turning to Cantrel who nodded his head in approval, I climbed through the opening onto the rocky trail. Clearing away debris that had washed down from the cliff side, I slowly and methodically descended the steep downward spiral.Looking out over the wide canyon which opened into a great expanse, miles away, I saw roaming herds of strange animals. In the distance, majestic mountains with spires reaching to the heavens, reflected bright sunlight from their abundant mineralization. Flowers of vibrant hues of pink, blue and green dotted the landscape. With the brilliance of the sun casting it's warmth on this incredible scene, they appeared as millions of tiny sparkling rainbows. If only I had brought my camera.

Stepping onto the canyon floor, I was greeted by the sound of thundering hoof beats. A startled herd of horses? No, they looked like Unicorns! As they galloped away, I delighted in their beautiful gold color and long flowing manes. A magnificent stallion lead the procession down the winding canyon. I had seen these animals once before in the Sacramento Valley of California with my interdimensional sight. As they disappeared over a hill I resumed my excursion through this unspoiled land.

The golden sun overhead was somehow different from back home in New Mexico, for it was very bright but did not burn exposed skin. Ultra violet rays must be filtered out in the atmosphere, I thought.. All around are beautiful tall trees and vegetation. They are not of a tropical variety but, very lush, blue-green in color, with pink, white and gold flowers. The ground is covered by small flowers about the size of a dime, in different geometric shapes, every imaginable color, and some unimaginable. Crushing them beneath my feet, I can hardly bear to walk upon this breathtaking landscape.

Strange rock formations in rough geometric construct lie scattered about. Most impressive though, are the spires. They seem to spring out of the ground, projecting skyward with the straightness of an arrow, ten feet in diameter and a hundred feet tall. A short distance away is a large rock in the shape of a pyramid. It almost appears man made, aglow with emerald green light. I am in awe of these spectacular creations of Spirit.

Looking back towards the cliff, I strained my eyes looking for the portal through which I had just entered this strange world. It was not visible even though I could see exactly where it should be. Although Cantrel said I could open it at any time, a feeling of uneasiness came over me. This was going to be a real test of my trust and belief in Source, a walk in faith.

It's probably about three o'clock in the afternoon at home, but the bright sun above me has not moved at all. I wondered if time was different here. Maybe I should not have been so inquisitive. What am I doing here? Suddenly I began doubting everything. Cantrel, I shouted. Where are you?

Where is your trust my friend, he asked? Do we not guide and protect you? Yet, this is a test of your trust and belief, but it is of your own volition. You have wanted this for some time, have you not? Be careful of your wishes, for we shall always strive to fulfill them.

I hadn't noticed him standing beside me, but he was right. I had wanted to test myself, and at the first sign of insecurity, I succumbed to fear. I must do better than that. Affirming that I trusted Source with my life, I Looked him straight in the eye and said, I do trust you Cantrel, and shall be mindful of that in the future. Gathering my energies, I once again moved down the canyon to the prairie directly ahead.

As I approached the seemingly endless expanse, rock formations became sparse and the vegetation began to change. Flowers which covered the ground blinked from one color to another, and from one geometric shape to another. I reached down to pick a blue star shaped flower and it suddenly became a pink triangle, then a green circle. The entire plain was aglow with this spectacular display. How intriguing this land. With staff in hand I moved ahead. The glistening flowers sang as a chorus, a sound of welcome as I passed through.

After walking for some time I noticed that I was neither thirsty or hot, and having traveled several miles from the portal in the cliff, not weary at all. Certainly not like the desert of New Mexico with it's bristling sun and dehydrating climate. The mountains loomed largely now, and I have yet to see any trace of civilization. With all this surrounding beauty, surely someone must be here to appreciate it. No word from Gentry either. Cantrel was still walking beside me, but did not speak.

The ruggedness of the terrain became quite apparent as we approached the rocky slopes. Deep ravines, wide canyons, dense forests and huge jagged rock out-croppings were everywhere. This is too inaccessible, I thought. I'll walk along the bottom of the slopes till I find a game trail or something leading up the mountain.

What was that? Out of the corner of my eye I saw something leap from one ledge to another, a good seventy five foot jump. It was just a blur, but appeared human like. I turned toward Cantrel who was already observing my actions. “Whatever that was, Cantrel, it only startled me, that's all," I said. This is a good time to discuss my next move with him, I thought, as I sat down on a nearby rock.

Cantrel. We have journeyed some distance into this new world. So far it has been uneventful, except for that thing I saw up on the ledge. I don't know where to go from here and don't know what I am looking for, or why. Knowing that spirit guides do not generally offer their opinions without being asked, I said. Cantrel, I request knowledge of these things. With a curious look he sat beside me and began to speak.

"Is this view of the prairie and mountainous heights not spectacular? It rivals any creation in the universe for it's magnificence. Perhaps it is only your appreciation of all the beauty and serenity which serrounds you that is desired. Have you not noticed the joyous performance of the flowers displayed for your pleasure? As you would say, the forest cannot be seen for the trees. Many on your side would gladly forfeit all they possess to be standing here with you, if only for a moment. Yet you say, where do I go, what do I seek, why am I here. I would say to you, see the splendor which surrounds you and give thought to these things, for it is a gift to you from all of us."

When I heard that, I lowered my head in humbled regret. I had been caught up in a macho high adventure syndrome and not considered I may be in this dimensional dream for something totally different. How many people would ever experience a creation such as this? Maybe none. How fortunate I was to be here. Cantrel must be wondering why he bothered bringing me to this place.

I sat there for some time, his words echoing in my mind. After his admonition, I didn't feel the need to continue my journey. My humbleness was heart felt as I looked out over the rainbow prairie with very different feelings now. Somehow it was even more beautiful than before. I could hear the joyful whispers of the ever changing shapes of the flowers as they danced in the gentle breeze. How privileged I felt in this special place.

I called to Cantrel who was standing several feet away. He turned, walked to where I was standing, and said. "Well my dear friend, where shall we go from here?" I apologized for my haughty behavior and said, I understand now, the meaning of your words. I have learned a great deal in these few moments and now it is time to return to the portal. Once again he nodded his approval. Picking up my gear, I called for Gentry. Instantly he appeared and reported nothing unusual. I thanked him for his service and with love, sent him back from where he came.

The sun was still high in the heavens. It had not moved since I entered the portal several hours ago. Had time stood still? Cantrel was already in motion, and I quickened my pace to catch up. As much as I loved this place I didn't relish the long journey back to the cliffs. Sure wish we could just teleport, I thought. At that moment Cantrel stopped abruptly and I almost collided with him.

He turned with his arms stretched before him as if to embrace me, and said. "Allow me to show you how easily you can transport your physical being from one place to another in the blink of an eye my brother. As one attunes himself to the frequencies in your so called time space continuum, they are formed and controlled by your highly energized thoughts. Movement through them is accomplished in an instant. It may be equated to a magnetic force field, with opposite polarities at either end of a tunnel encased in a vacuum. The field at one end being much stronger than at the other, all controlled by pure thought energy. You do not have to understand at this time, for I will provide the necessary quantum for our journey."

I was speechless. Often I had dreamed of this, and now it was to be fulfilled. How incredible it was to be in the midst of so much love. The most awe-inspiring moment of my entire life. Emotion welled up within me and I could not stem the flow of tears as they rolled down my cheeks. Cantrel placed his hands on my shoulders. Almost before I felt his touch I was sitting in my truck back in New Mexico. Cantrel was nowhere to be seen. I was still beset with emotions, but now more in control. As I began the trip back to my home, I couldn't help but wonder if it hadn't all been a dream. I might have believed that, if not for the purple triangle flower lying on the seat beside me.

Rev Lenred Cool

d_redant · Posted: Sun Jun 28, 2009 7:13 am Post subject:

Lovely post!

AlphaLEO · Joined: 03 Apr 2008 Posts: 91

Beautiful indeed! Smile

amon555 · Joined: 06 Oct 2009 Posts: 41

Hi, thanks for sharing this.
I have a few questions.

Cantrel said how easy it is to teleport, but did he mean with the use of stationed portals / set points or is it easy to go anywhere?

What did you do with the purple flower which returned with you?

What method do you use to create thought forms which aid you so well? Ive read about them but don’t have solid steps to practice and whatever you do clearly works. So could you share your directions - perhaps here or in a new thread? I would like to read it.
Thanks

lenred · Joined: 01 Jan 2008 Posts: 487 Location: California US

Hi amon555

Cantrel did not say and I was not thinking in technical terms at the time.

The purple flower was lost during my last move.

Read the article instructions here to create THOUGHT FORMS

http://www.mysticalwonders.org/group/viewtopic.php?p=47802#47802

amon555 · Joined: 06 Oct 2009 Posts: 41

Hi.
When you still had the flower, did it dry/ decay Or not, since it wasn't a normal flower?

Did you ever return through the portal?
Perhaps it could still be there?

Thanks for the steps.

lenred · Joined: 01 Jan 2008 Posts: 487 Location: California US

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