It was the most interesting feeling, last night at exactly 11:11 p.m. on 11-11-2010, to lie in bed and pulse my consciousness upward in order to meet with a vast number of stranger’s brains in probably the most cosmic experiment that has ever been conducted on this planet.
As I wrote here last week, some scientists and mathematicians at www.newrealitytransmission.com, were aiming for a million souls to simultaneously connect, telepathically, for exactly eleven minutes somewhere in the stratosphere above our Home Planet Earth to pray for her, or to think good thoughts about her, in order to dispel the murky shades of doom and gloom which humankind’s present snarky attitudes are projecting. We worry way too much; we get road rage at each other; we flagrantly soil our nests; and in general abuse our planet and each other.
The idea was to project positive mental sonic rays out there and simply fizz those dusty projections into nothingness; while experimenting with this undiscovered power within ourselves. At least, that’s my take on their intentions and it was my intention while making contact. They left the purpose pretty general – except that it was clearly positive and beneficial for this Earth of ours. Now, scientists that they are, these lovely experimenters will be watching for results…in whatever form they may appear.
Okay, now how did it FEEL to me? Oh yeah! I loved it!. I lay down in bed at 11:00 p.m., ready to sleep but watching the time on my cell phone, so that I could keep my eleven-minute date with the thousands or millions of us who were also eagerly awaiting our connection moment; none of us ever having done this before. At least, I have communicated telepathically sometimes, and I talk all the time to The Above, so I figured the same mental muscles would be employed. In the few countdown minutes, I sent my brain groping about, out there in the cosmos, trying to hit the stratosphere just above Earth. I could feel the pull within my head.
Then, as I watched the digits on my cellphone flip to 11:11, my head suddenly felt funny and not as I had expected. There was a heavy flatness, as if a sheet of iron had been gently placed upon my consciousness. One second, it was not there; the next, it was. Hmmmm? I waited. Then it began to loosen up a little. It was still heavy and muffling, but it got a bit warmer, and I started to catch whiffs of phrases, like little prayers for the earth. Nice little sayings, which I can’t remember now, were floating by, actually disappearing before I heard the entire line.
I figured that what had happened was that all of us had signed on at exactly the stated moment; and that we were feeling the exact same way: “Now what?” So, we were there, frozen in the doorway, but now able to sense the rest of us as a new weightiness within our brainpan. It was quite a nice feeling to register that split-second of arrival; somewhat in the way that I knew exactly when my remote chiropractic session began, which I once described in an old post sometime last summer.
As our new reality transmission became more familiar to the mind, things relaxed with all of us, and I began to visualize my prayers and hopes for humankind and our lovely blue globe. Thinking like a space being, instead of an earthling, I knew her to be my “home planet” and found the deep affection of one who is away, looking back nostalgically. You don’t take things as much for granted from that perspective, that’s for sure. I prayed that The Holy Spirit would be with each of us, individually, as our minds pulled on each other, drawing something inside of this head, upwards and towards the top, in a very visceral feeling.
In the old-fashioned days, cottage cheese was made by holding a cheesecloth filled with milk curds in your hand. Okay, last night, my brain was the curds and there was a feeling of that hand, grasping the bunched-up cloth tightly, creating a definite pull at the top. That’s the best way to describe that eleven-minute communication feeling. I liked that pulling feeling and I’m going back tonight at exactly 11:11 p.m. to get it back, because we are meeting like this for the eleven nights, through November 21st. Hopefully, word of mouth will swell the crowd.
Please do join us, won’t you? You may find your sleep a little ragged later as you get filled with the wonderment of it all. No, your brain is not being invaded by bad things. Forget that! There is zero possibility of mental invasion here, if that’s what you are wondering. But, it’s just so exciting to be this cutting-edge.
I have lots more to speculate about concerning this threshold we have, obviously, arrived at; but shall save it for the next entry here. Meanwhile, let’s meet on the inside. It’s the Best!