pilotsimone
brooke
- Merits
- 42
Hello!
I've been exploring with DMT with my husband (username: physics envy) for many months. With many trips under my belt now, I felt it time to start posting a few. What's interesting is how different our trips seem to be. I seem to go to a place that I've been before several times in my life. @ age 5 when I had anesthesia for surgery, @ age 14 when I had nitrous oxide, @ age 33 with anesthesia again...the drug doesn't seem to matter. I still go to the same realm.
I've learned and healed so much with this medicine, so I'm very excited to be sharing.
9/15/10
I set my intention to meet with Jake (my 10-year old son) before I started. No other requests were made. I just wanted to know and experience him in this higher plane.
Everything was coming on very strong. When I closed my eyes he was there, but in the form of energy (specifically, bright blue light). It was more powerful than anything I’ve ever experienced (consciously) up to this point. Instantly in the presence of such high vibration, I could hardly stand the pain. Imagine standing inside the circle of 20 semi trucks blaring their horns. It gives an idea how it felt. Quickly though, the light became an incredible vortex and I knew it to be a portal. I was immediately taken in.
It was at this point all hell broke loose. A state of mass confusion. The only thing I knew for sure was that I was still 'me'. Me, however, did NOT equal Brooke. I didn’t have any labels with which to identify. This was such a neat experience looking back. I didn’t know who I was, where I was, what was happening, or why it was happening. I knew I was going through something that would eventually end, but I had no idea when or where I would be at the conclusion. What ran through my conscious mind (at this point) was that I was in the process of death. I was going back to something. Crying at times because I was so out of sorts…confusion went on for quite some time…and all the while there were others around me trying to comfort and help me through it. 'Transition team' describes them well. It felt like controlled chaos, if that makes sense. Everyone around knew what was happening to me. I, however, was only aware of moving through some transition. We were all working together fiercely to get the job done.
At times I would fall back into a knowing of myself here on Earth and I understood this was necessary. I was bringing 'more of myself' into my physical body. I never know what word to use here. Higher Self? Spirit? There are no labels in this realm, so I am left trying to describe something I only know and understand outside of my rational mind.
I got the impression we had been preparing for quite some time for this ceremony…this ego death turned birth of a ‘bigger’ version of me. The moment I gave the signal (requesting to meet with Jake) it went down quickly and with intensity I can only describe as childbirth times 100. Waves of energy coming into my body (much like contractions) were very difficult to take.
During these contractions my body immediately began working to balance the energies. It just happened. I’ve never done anything like this before except during childbirth and in lucid dreams.
While in labor, my body tried to balance using unusual movements and strange noises. Very animalistic. And in lucid dreaming… When learning to fly, I had to practice manipulating the energy of my body during flight…or I would crash to the ground. Anyone who flies in their dreams will probably understand this.
I realized afterward (and some during) that the most relieving part of the process was Chris grounding me. He had his hand on my stomach during the most painful parts, siphoning the energy and moving it down into the earth. During the less intense parts of these contractions, I felt brief periods of stillness and relief. Eventually, I would have more bursts of energy and continue the process of balancing and grounding. Each time a little easier than the last.
Toward the end, I had a quick vision of a person named Darryl Anka, who channels a being called Bashar. Remembering the movements of his body, I realized I was doing similar things...with much greater intensity. I understood that more of my higher self was entering my physical body much like the way Bashar enters Darryl.
As things winded down, I felt real POWER. It’s like I woke a part of myself that had been sleeping since childhood. Even more interesting was how masculine the energy felt! Would Chris and I even be able to relate? This question definitely crossed my mind. I was very concerned this was going to be a big shift in personality (for lack of a better term).
Like most trips, the memories faded a bit and I was left to integrate what I felt rather than what I remembered. After several days in slight shock (only half joking), I started coming into balance again. Definitely stronger, but even more quiet than before. It seems the more I explore, the less I want to speak. I don't know if this is common. If it weren’t still necessary in some situations, I’d rather stop speaking all together. All the good stuff seems to happen when everyone is silent.
I've been exploring with DMT with my husband (username: physics envy) for many months. With many trips under my belt now, I felt it time to start posting a few. What's interesting is how different our trips seem to be. I seem to go to a place that I've been before several times in my life. @ age 5 when I had anesthesia for surgery, @ age 14 when I had nitrous oxide, @ age 33 with anesthesia again...the drug doesn't seem to matter. I still go to the same realm.
I've learned and healed so much with this medicine, so I'm very excited to be sharing.
9/15/10
I set my intention to meet with Jake (my 10-year old son) before I started. No other requests were made. I just wanted to know and experience him in this higher plane.
Everything was coming on very strong. When I closed my eyes he was there, but in the form of energy (specifically, bright blue light). It was more powerful than anything I’ve ever experienced (consciously) up to this point. Instantly in the presence of such high vibration, I could hardly stand the pain. Imagine standing inside the circle of 20 semi trucks blaring their horns. It gives an idea how it felt. Quickly though, the light became an incredible vortex and I knew it to be a portal. I was immediately taken in.
It was at this point all hell broke loose. A state of mass confusion. The only thing I knew for sure was that I was still 'me'. Me, however, did NOT equal Brooke. I didn’t have any labels with which to identify. This was such a neat experience looking back. I didn’t know who I was, where I was, what was happening, or why it was happening. I knew I was going through something that would eventually end, but I had no idea when or where I would be at the conclusion. What ran through my conscious mind (at this point) was that I was in the process of death. I was going back to something. Crying at times because I was so out of sorts…confusion went on for quite some time…and all the while there were others around me trying to comfort and help me through it. 'Transition team' describes them well. It felt like controlled chaos, if that makes sense. Everyone around knew what was happening to me. I, however, was only aware of moving through some transition. We were all working together fiercely to get the job done.
At times I would fall back into a knowing of myself here on Earth and I understood this was necessary. I was bringing 'more of myself' into my physical body. I never know what word to use here. Higher Self? Spirit? There are no labels in this realm, so I am left trying to describe something I only know and understand outside of my rational mind.
I got the impression we had been preparing for quite some time for this ceremony…this ego death turned birth of a ‘bigger’ version of me. The moment I gave the signal (requesting to meet with Jake) it went down quickly and with intensity I can only describe as childbirth times 100. Waves of energy coming into my body (much like contractions) were very difficult to take.
During these contractions my body immediately began working to balance the energies. It just happened. I’ve never done anything like this before except during childbirth and in lucid dreams.
While in labor, my body tried to balance using unusual movements and strange noises. Very animalistic. And in lucid dreaming… When learning to fly, I had to practice manipulating the energy of my body during flight…or I would crash to the ground. Anyone who flies in their dreams will probably understand this.
I realized afterward (and some during) that the most relieving part of the process was Chris grounding me. He had his hand on my stomach during the most painful parts, siphoning the energy and moving it down into the earth. During the less intense parts of these contractions, I felt brief periods of stillness and relief. Eventually, I would have more bursts of energy and continue the process of balancing and grounding. Each time a little easier than the last.
Toward the end, I had a quick vision of a person named Darryl Anka, who channels a being called Bashar. Remembering the movements of his body, I realized I was doing similar things...with much greater intensity. I understood that more of my higher self was entering my physical body much like the way Bashar enters Darryl.
As things winded down, I felt real POWER. It’s like I woke a part of myself that had been sleeping since childhood. Even more interesting was how masculine the energy felt! Would Chris and I even be able to relate? This question definitely crossed my mind. I was very concerned this was going to be a big shift in personality (for lack of a better term).
Like most trips, the memories faded a bit and I was left to integrate what I felt rather than what I remembered. After several days in slight shock (only half joking), I started coming into balance again. Definitely stronger, but even more quiet than before. It seems the more I explore, the less I want to speak. I don't know if this is common. If it weren’t still necessary in some situations, I’d rather stop speaking all together. All the good stuff seems to happen when everyone is silent.
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