The following blog is a 8 part series on Spirit Guides, my experiences, and what you might do in order to contact your own.
Still with me? Many of my experiences are bizarre, and this one is no exception.
Discovering the Dakini – Part 1
As I mentioned, it took me a very long time before I accepted I even had guides, but it took even longer before I worked out who some of them were.
My guides give me the same messages over and over, sometimes for years and years and they don’t stop until I finally understand the meaning behind them. Trust me when I say, it’s a very tedious process.
For the longest time, I would get the messages: Do you know who we are? and You still don’t know who we are. over and over in my thoughts for many years until I finally discovered the answer.
It started off, curiously enough, in 1999 with the third book in the Celestine Prophecy – The Secret of Shambhala by James Redfield.
The book landed on my desk the day it came out. My mother had gotten a call from the bookshop that I had ordered it and bought it for me.
This novel, arguably James Redfield’s best book so far, was about the search for the 11th insight and the tale of the search of the mythical Shambhala and the Dakini angels that inhabited the area. While it was an interesting book, there wasn’t all that much that commanded my attention, though I found all the concepts to be intriguing.
After that, I found a chat room on the web site, got involved with the community there, and made countless connections until the room shut down.
About 2006, I was chatting and discussing the books with a friend I had met in the chat room, when she mentioned that James was mad to be messing with the Dakini as they were known, to her knowledge, to be beings you just didn’t mess around with.
As my knowledge about them was zero, I couldn’t make any comments, though I had to admit that her observations felt right.
I instinctively felt that they weren’t being I would want to tangle with personally.
Thanks for some major events a couple of years before, I had awakened some, and became aware that I was able to trace energies with relative ease.
I can’t really explain how it’s done. The best that I can explain is that once I know what a certain type of energy feels like, I can locate a match for it with my mind. This helps me to identify who certain people are in my life and my past life connections.
I decided to reach out and feel if there were any Dakini present. I wasn’t expecting to feel any, but I got the distinct impression that there were. How I knew what to look for, I also can’t explain. Somehow I just knew.
The impression I got was they hidden and watching me. I also got a strong feeling that I shouldn’t probe any further, so I let it go.
Over the next few months, I would check every so often, and they were always there, though I still felt that I shouldn’t probe.
At the time, I was talking to another lady who I was trying to help recover from psychic attacks, though she seemed fatalistically resigned to leaving this world. She was quite an intelligent and nice person, but claimed that people would always stop talking to her for no reason.
From my own experience, it was more the other way around. She would stop talking to them or leave the online group she was in.
In an attempt to find out if she was under attack, I used my mind to travel in the astral levels to see if she was being attack and what the source might be. What I found was this large armoured lizard that was standing upright. I didn’t hang around, though once I had seen it. I just left.
As I tend to hate clichés seeing a lizard was not something I wanted to see. I’m not a fan of conspiracy theories, and certainly those that abound about shape changing lizards just annoy me greatly. So seeing this vision was something I decided to ignore.
Then one night, around three months after my discussion with my friend on the Dakini, I found myself travelling in my mind through the astral. I tend to do this a lot. It was something that came naturally to me for as long as I can remember. It’s fair to say it’s much less frequent nowadays, though sometimes I will get a strong pull to do so.
That night, I was about to go to sleep when I felt the strong compulsion to do it.
Next: Discovering the Dakini part 2