I phased into a reality, that at first I thought was our own right here on earth, until I began to notice differences. I was drifting over a large city and the sky had a light, clean mist to it. The water droplets in the air caught the sunlight and lit up like kaleidoscopes. When I looked directly at each drop, they held colors too exquisite to describe.
I drifted for a time then slowly I descended onto the land below me. I looked around and was not unnoticed. People there could see me. They looked my way, with no particular interest, and then went about their business.
The first thing that struck me was that there were no cars. Looking around, I saw no streets either. There were sidewalk like paths and people walked along speaking telepathically to each other. It looked as if they all knew each other. The people looked exactly like we do. Each person was as individual as could be and yet I could feel the connection between them. It felt to my human mind like a “hive” of people all working towards one goal.
People were going into buildings that were unfamiliar to me. The buildings were simular to ours on earth but they were used for other purposes. I was standing in front of the doorway to a tall skyscraper looking building so I decided to go inside along with the other people coming and going.
The building looked very stately inside with white and grey stone that resembled marble. Although not crowded, there were many people inside the building. They were moving along at a steady pace both in and out of the building. Each person coming out was holding something in their hands.
I was very curious, as always, and when I looked directly at a man coming from the building he stopped. He opened his hands and there was a blue crystal with a glow in his palm. He gave me a kind of thought package about the crystal. He said this was a new crystal for them and it would be beneficial to their inner knowledge. It was brought to them from their trade with other planets. The man felt familiar; he had taught me things in the past here in this realm.
I thanked him for this understanding and then proceeded into the building to get my own blue crystal. As I got closer I could see the ones passing out the crystals. They were much taller than the other people around me. Strangely, I couldn’t see their faces. They had on a robe and hood and the shadows darkened their faces so that their features couldn’t be seen to my sight.
I was finally in front of these tall people. I knew immediately of their high intelligence and how they had lived lives so long, that we couldn’t count the years in human math. Hands fully covered in cloth handed me a blue crystal. As I reached out, I could see the glow of eyes and they conveyed thoughts to me. I understood that they were glad I was there. They knew I was not of this realm.
Back outside I walked along with the other people. The sun was shining and the air felt clean. Where normally there are streets on earth, there were gardens with big, lush trees, bright flowers and places to sit. Nobody seemed to be in a hurry and every person stopped to admire the lush landscape.
I came to an ornate building that had a rotunda in front that was quite tall. It looked simular to a building on earth that was built in the 1950’s however, it was in excellent condition. It had no sign, as none of the buildings did there, but I knew it to be a school.
I went inside the great hall. The rotunda was white and appeared to be made of some kind of stone. The stones were polished and the room smelled of freshly printed books. I don’t know where the smell was coming from since there were no books in sight and none in the building. The room had a golden glow from a light source I couldn’t see.
The ceiling was so far up that I couldn’t see what was there – then suddenly I was there! I was right below the ceiling and able to see the great artwork that had been painted there. It was a Nebula. It was hand-painted in the most exquisite colors. The beauty of it was unimaginable and I felt a deep connection to it.
Nebula, (Latin: “mist” or “cloud”) plural nebulae or nebulas, any of the various tenuous clouds of gas and dust that occur in interstellar space. The term was formerly applied to any object outside the solar system that had a diffuse appearance rather than a pointlike image, as in the case of a star. This definition, adopted at a time when very distant objects could not be resolved into great detail, unfortunately includes two unrelated classes of objects: the extragalactic nebulae, now called galaxies, which are enormous collections of stars and gas, and the galactic nebulae, which are composed of the interstellar medium (the gas between the stars, with its accompanying small solid particles) within a single galaxy. Today the term nebula generally refers exclusively to the interstellar medium.
I walked through tall pillars into a quiet hall with openings all the way down on both sides. Inside the rooms were people of every age. I understood that this place was, The Hall of Learning. People came here when they were at different stages of their lifetimes. This included people just like me that were there in full consciousness as well as the people that lived in this density. Earth people came here when they were reaching the end of their physical lives in the earth realm if they had questions or fear. This was a place people could choose to come to at anytime. This is the place we go to when we have those dreams; the ones where we are in school? They aren’t really dreams, they are astral experiences where you are not conscious enough to remember the full details, but they are astral projections. You project out of your body in many states of consciousness every single night when you sleep.
On my way out through the golden rotunda, I paused and before me was a tall podium. It held a box that was blindingly bright. I went closer to the podium and was given a thought package that made me understand that this was what we think of on earth as The Akashic Records. I was not to be given access at this time. I understood that I would return to the hall for some some lessons I would need in order to understand what I would learn from the Records.
As I approached the great doors of the rotunda to leave this realm, they opened before me.
Vickie’s notes and observations
I didn’t do anything different in this projection than I have ever done really. I haven’t felt vibrations or heard strange sounds since I went down a belief path, that said I was supposed to feel all of these strange feelings before an astral projection, many years ago when I stopped reading all the methodology books on the market. It is now clear to me that I have been phasing for a very long time. Reading Ryan Tasker’s book is what made me come to the understanding that I have been phasing into other realms since I was very young. Oh, and about that crystal; my hand felt warm when I came back into the physical realm but sadly there was no crystal in my palm.