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The Ascension Series: Fear and Escaping Through the Art of Astral Traveling…

This morning, within a matter of 30 seconds, I read of 8 deaths. 2 by suicide, 5 at the hands of 1 of the suicides, and 1 by the grace of our Creator.  Then I read one of my favorite local pubs had a devastating fire. All this happened yesterday.

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Breathe, Bridget.  Breathe…

The last few nights it seems my soul has been escaping to other dimensions or other places that seem so real, that if I didn’t wake up, I’d probably be OK.  Now, don’t get me wrong, reading those words is not a cry for help for something bigger and deeper brewing inside of me.  No, not at all.  In fact, only 1 time in the whole of my 42 years did I ever question my mortality.  I actually love my life, and looking forward to living much more of it.

But that doesn’t mean I don’t want to escape from time to time. Especially when I read things like what I read this morning, I’d do anything to just close my eyes and go somewhere else.

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Over the last several years, I have been experiencing what you would call, “otherworldly” dreams and astral traveling.  If you’ve never astral traveled, you’re missing out.  There is nothing more liberating and thrilling than allowing your soul, still tethered to your body, to lift up and out, while it travels to places unknown that your physical body cannot go to yet.

In the beginning, I remember going up to my ceiling, and going out as far as my living room.  It’s frightful in the beginning, because I felt these tingling sensations, almost like sleep paralysis, but I knew that if I moved, I would be brought right back into my body.  No, I needed to venture out.  My soul knew deep inside there was more than the 3 dimensional prison we have been placed inside, with so many of us truly believing that THIS is our only home, that this is where we should be and we can never ever leave. That this indeed, was all we had. Sadly, there are still millions of people in our world that believe that. They are sleeping soundly, and seeing the continued war, political prowess, and evil doings within our humanity, it’s a wonder our higher selves and spiritual guides are at times, hesitant to come forth.

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If you are just reading this for the first time and you are saying to yourself, “what makes you think I’m sleeping?  Just because I don’t believe in this crap you talk about doesn’t mean I’m ‘sleeping’…”

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Well, my dear one…you are.
And really, I am SO sorry to tell you that.

Look, I want you to think about something.

Why do you believe we are the only ones out there?  Why do you believe no one more powerful isn’t hiding things from us?  Why do you believe that we have to “obey” and “consume” in order to survive? Here’s a word for you that I am thinking is very important in your vocabulary.

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FEAR.
Fear, my child, is the very essence to why so many humans are still “sleeping”. We have been driven in this world by fear. Fear of the unknown.  Fear of difference. Fear of change. The people who run this world drive this home to each and every one of us by things like food, drink, medicine, media, money, and so much more.

Monsanto is good for you, why?  Because they are the only ones who can feed you at this point.  Medicine is good for you, why?  Because they are the only ones who can make you FEEL better.  War is good, why? Because those people are different, and therefore bad and we are all the same, therefore we are good, and therefore we have to drive the bad out.
We live in a world of FEAR.  Our lives are controlled by FEAR. And allowing yourself to remain fearful of these very things, are what keeps these people in power, STAY in power. I mean, look at my news feed for example.  In 30 seconds, I learned of EIGHT deaths.  Fear of death is the most feared thing in our world.  Why?  Because we learned at a young age that death means separation.  Death means change.  Death means sadness.  And human being thrive on being together, all being the same, all being happy.  So, those in power FEED us with fear.  Hoping that we stay right where we are at.
I no longer follow this way any longer.  I decided to change.  I decided to be different.  I decided to create rather than consume. I decided to look at fear in the face and say, NOT TODAY.
So, I learned how to escape.  Not with alcohol or drugs, not with sex or gluttonous food or frivolous spending. No, I went deeper.  I went right to the heart of my humanity.  I went to my soul.  And I told my soul, “Let’s go somewhere.  Let’s get outta here for a bit.”

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And so I did.  I started dreaming. I started allowing my body to release that fear by allowing my soul to break away from my body and explore what I craved to understand. And the moment I decided to let this happen, magic came into my life.  It’s been so many years since I started this, I can’t really pinpoint the exact date.  But I DO know, that as I grow older, my soul grows wiser, and I find myself exploring different worlds, different dimensions, different universes.  I started learning about my own soul’s ascension, lion’s gate and other portals into the universal consciousness.  WE ARE LOVE.

So why do we fear?  If there was a time to break away from this fear pattern, this would be now.  I did it.  And for those that know me, if I can do it, ANYONE can. I’m about as hard headed as they come. But I did it, and it’s a freedom that sometimes can be SO overwhelming I just start crying.

Last night my soul escaped to another plane of consciousness.  It felt like I was on a spaceship, but was like another Earth.  I was told I was STILL on Earth, but on a different dimension.  It felt like I was thousands of miles away from my home, my bed, my life, my world. I remember the ONLY thing I felt pain was the distance between me and my son.  I wanted him there with me, and made it clear to the people in charge of this ship that I wanted him there.  The assured me my son was fine, and that he WOULD be fine.  They told me they wanted me to stay.  I told them I could not stay forever, but that I would stay for awhile.  I explored the ship, which felt like a cross between a hospital, a home and a school. I walked outside of the “commander” office, and wanted to explore everything.  I walked into what seemed like bedrooms, bathrooms, and long hallways.  I looked outside and saw trees and grass with shades of green that I’ve never seen before. It was as if everything was iridescent, or metallic in nature.  So pristine, so beautiful. I was feeling sick and very worried that my son Tim wasn’t with me, so they told me to drink this water and it would make me better.  The water was clearer than anything water I’d ever seen in my life. It made me feel energized and motivated.

I remember being told to go visit my parents.  I hopped on a spaceship and ever so smoothly, glided through the black vastness of space, towards an area that had these homes that were built up, almost as if they were floating in the sky. I recognized this home as my parents home, and proceeded to dock my ship.  I had with me my husband and 3 children, but they were little girls. As I approached their doors, I saw people laying in lounge chairs outside, as my Dad came towards me, I saw my Mom helping one of the people laying on the chairs. He kissed and hugged me, and told me that they were caring for refugees from another planet, who came here for solace from a war that was going on. I then realized it was MY Earth they were talking about.  They looked so sick.  My Mom was feeding them that water I had on the command ship. My Dad told me to go upstairs and seek refuge from the impending storm coming through.  The 5 of us went upstairs and found a bedroom with 4 twin beds.  The three girls pushed their beds together to create one gigantic bed, while my husband and I tried to figure out how we would sleep with just one twin bed.  I remember walking about my parents home, and seeing that so much of it was not being used.  Blank walls, furniture under white sheets, very stark. But all I kept thinking about was my son.

Before I knew it, I was back on the command ship, and realized I missed my son TOO much, and next thing I knew, I felt myself open my eyes and I realized I was in my bed, laying next to my husband, and my son was standing above me going, “Good morning Mom”.  It was 9:48 AM today. (Sunday)

I laid in bed, feeling a little sad about leaving where I was, but grateful I got to look into my son’s big brown eyes. Fear still lives within me.  The fear of separation. I learned long ago my son is a much more advanced soul, an incredibly old one for that matter, and that he is here to teach me many many lessons. He is a soul family member, as is my Godson, Brandon.  I still try to figure out who is in my soul family, and who are just passers by in this life of mine.  I truly hate having that fear of separation. And I think these trips I am taking is helping me understand that separation isn’t necessarily a bad thing.  But right now, I’m grateful I don’t have it. I need my son in my life like a person needs air to breathe.

So although I can escape my realities to explore others, in the end, and right now, THIS is my home. And in understanding that, I need to learn to NOT fear while being here. But let me tell you, it sure is fun to get away every now and then. 😉

If you are interested in learning more about astral traveling, different dimensions and other planets/universes, please feel free to contact me.

Namaste,

Bridget

The Ascension Series: My Thoughts on Heaven…

JOYWhat I’m about to speak of is a very delicate subject for many people.  In fact, on my personal Facebook page this morning I posted a video narrated by the great Alan Watts who gives a great explanation on the subject.  I can only hope that after I’m through, some of you will feel better and more at ease about something we all have to experience one day.

Death.

Someone last week asked me a very cool question. “What do you think Heaven is like?”

Now, this may come as a shock to my readers, as most of my posts on Facebook are beautiful inspirational memes and such, as I love to look at the positive side of things. And trust me, I do. But when it comes to Heaven, it is a never ending subject on my mind. I think about death ALL. THE. TIME. Not because I’m scared of it. I learned long ago not to be scared of death. I think if I have the fear of anything, it’s the “transition” from this life into the next.   I’ve been in the presence of people who have passed on, and believe me, it is a beautiful moment. To go from living in a life of pain, worry, fear and such, to moving into a state of relentless bliss, love, and contentment, is something I crave to know on a daily basis, and yet I am somewhat scared but excited at the same time when that time comes.

So, this blog today is going to be what I think Heaven is like. I hope you are able to picture what I picture in my dreams every night. So let’s start from the transition:

Most people who experience NDR (Near Death Experiences) have the same thing happen, so for the sake of argument we’re going to use this as a beginning stage: They are floating over their body, feeling a magnetic pull of some sort to go up. When you feel that magnetic pull, you know it’s time to move. Allow your spirit to be taken on up on its own. Feel the pull and allow yourself to move with it. I believe that going towards that “light” that most people see is the tunneling effect. You are riding on waves of pure love energy, if you could physically see it, waves of beautiful rainbow-like waves in the ocean.

When I was 1 year old, I was very ill.  In fact, I’m going to be pretty straightforward when I tell you I almost died.  Do I remember being sick?  Nope.  But I do remember things many other people might not be able to justify.  Warmth, light, unicorns, angels, and a great meadow where I remember laying in the grass.  Could this been a NDR?  Possibly.  In fact, I truly believe each and every one of us has been there in one way or another.  Now as a grown adult woman, I have learned the art of Astral traveling, which is a form of the soul leaving the body , but still tethered to the physical body so I don’t pass on.  It is an amazing tool to understand how amazing human beings are, and how we are gifted with SO many things, yet most of us only tap into 1% of these gifts.

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Anyway, back to the tunnel.  I then find myself in a room of all white, far as my old human eyes can see (mind you, I am no longer a body, but pure light, however my old consciousness still depicts me as having a body). In this room is where I meet my guardian angels and guides, who greet me with enthusiastic abundance. Some of these guides are going to be people I know. I know if I were to die right now, two people would come to greet me immediately: My first boyfriend, Tracy, and my Mom-Mom. I am hoping that number will increase as I get older. Jesus and Mary will be there, and as a sister and daughter, I will run into their arms in pure joy.

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While I am talking with everyone and getting reacquainted with spirit life again, I see the room as turned into a grand meadow, surrounded by lush grass, trees and flowers of all sorts. The weather is bright, mild, with a beautiful breeze that allows the fragrances of the flowers to whirl throughout the air. This is where I am going to see all my old family and friends who have passed on before me. I can only imagine the type of reunion that is going to be. I am going to meet my child who died inside of me 9 weeks into my second pregnancy. Life, as I know it, is in a perfect state of bliss. There is a light that surrounds all of us and the area around, but I cannot find the sun. It is because Heaven is nothing but pure light.

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Before long, my guides tell me I need to go do my Life Review. For many people, this is usually suggested as being judged at the Pearly Gates. I no longer believe in that. I do know we have to do our Life review, and understand and come to terms with all the good AND bad things we did in our last life. This is where I am taken to my Akashic Records Room. Each one of us has our own place where our Akashic Records (a collection of every life we’ve ever lived, otherwise known as the Big Book of Life). Many years ago I did a meditation where I visited my Akashic Records, and it was amazing where I was taken to. Come walk with me into my Akashic Records….

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My guides and I are standing on a beach on the coast of where that meadow that we’ve been standing on has been. It is beginning to fall into nighttime, but the night sky is still very bright, almost purplish pink, with millions of stars. On either side my guides help me rise up into the air, where we begin to glid through the air and over the vast ocean of knowledge. We are traveling to my personal Akashic Records. Before long I can see the coast, and it is a lush and vibrant green, unlike any green we has seen on earth. Fields of magnificent willow trees and flowers adorn the countryside. In the center of this area lies a gigantic castle-like building, and all of a sudden I begin to remember that this is where my Book of Life resides. This is where I go when I leave for a new life, and this is where I come back to review it. Home base. My soul’s place of establishment. We come to the ground, and I begin to walk up the stone stairs. I still can’t believe there are just so many flowers! We come to the door, two gigantic purple wooden doors with a great lock that only I can unlock. My energy touches the door, and it unlocks and opens up. We all begin to walk inside the building when we see everything in there begin to lighten up as our spirits enter. I look up and see beautiful paintings of all my previous lives I’ve lives, going back thousands and thousands of years. Helping me understand why I had so many deja vou occurances during this last life. We forget that many of us have souls that have been here for eons. I know I am no exception. Although not as old as others (like my son, Timmy or godson, Brandon), I am still and old soul.


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In the center of the floor lies a spiral stone staircase that spirals down to a lower level, and I begin my descent. I come to another door, and again I use my soul’s energy to allow entrance into it. As I walk inside, I can smell the wood and paper from all the shelves and books that line what looks to be a grand library. Looking around on the shelves I see ornaments and souveniers that my memories brought with me after death, to transform into matter here. To help me remember what I loved most. Pictures, toys, books, jewelry, music, so much all over the shelves and walls, it brings a smile to my face how many lives I’ve lived. But my focus is cut short when I feel the energy of God coming through. I turn to the door and my guides split like the Red Sea, allow a massive violet-like energy to enter. I know it is the essence of God in it’s beautiful form coming to me to do my Life Review. I take my seat in front of a desk, that even though this was my own, I was not in charge of this moment. Within moments, a gigantic book appears on the desk, almost metallic in its finishing. It sparkles like diamonds in the sunlight. God opens this book and there it is. The life of Bridget Ann Mulhall. I all of a sudden am given memories of every lie I told, everything I ever stole, cheated on, berated, judged, hurt. This is such an important step in the Life Review, because you need to know if you have done enough good Karma that would outweigh the bad. We look at the original contract of my life, and talk about any amendments that happen within it afterwards. We look upon then all the good I’ve done. The people I’ve helped, the sacrifices I made. And like the scales of justice, we weigh in what my life really was about.

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At this point, I would say I’ve paid off most of my Karma in this life. But definitely not all of it. God looks at me and (hopefully) says, “Bridget, you led a decent life, despite your setbacks. You must cleanse yourself of the rest of the Karma you have, then feel free to go on as you wish.” This would give me the opportunity to start a new life, and stay in the Heavens. I do believe I am close to finishing my Earth contract, so I am thinking I would not be reborn again. Or if I would, I will have very few lives left. Knowing that God knows I am truly sorry for all the wrong I’ve ever caused, directly or indirectly, God sends me to a place to cleanse my soul. To me, some people go immediately there after dying, because there might be just too much darkness covering their soul, and need to get it cleansed before even getting to their Life Review. But, for me, I can only HOPE I’ve done enough good in this life to warrant a gentle cleanse! (don’t we all). I honestly do not know the amount of work needed to cleanse the rest of your soul, but I would like to think we would have to work, and work hard, to realign our soul back to its original brightness.

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Once that is completed, I am able to walk into the gates of the great city. Newly covered in a beautiful white robe/tunic, I begin my journey into a great gate that is enclosed with a massive white wall engulfing the city itself. But the doors open, and I can smell the citrus in the air, and the scent of flowers that tingle my toes. And it is a great city. Beautiful architecture that our Earth cannot comprehend, waters iridescent and glowing, colors no human can truly understand. Everything is just so bright and happy. People are reuniting. Families are together again. I find my family. My SOUL family. They are waiting for me and I run to them, as I can recognize them from afar. I feel them all sweep me up in a sense of such love no human could consume it without imploding. Feeling home again, I reacquaint myself with my surroundings again, as they take me back to my home. Yes, I have a home in the city. To me, the great city is a cross between Rivendell, Lothlorien and The Shire. Everything is in its natural state, and positively perfect.   I can hear music but I don’t know where it’s coming from. It is as if the air itself has its own melody. And just like every city there are restaurants, stores, and other places of trade. Yet there is no monetary commerce. Everything is on a volunteer/helping/trade basis. And it works perfectly. Some people call this great city the astral city, or one of the first of the many heavens. It’s where most people go after they die. And right now, it’s where I want to be, before I decide on my next journey.

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What do I see my soul doing now that it is no longer a physical being living on Earth? I’d like to think I would go back to school and understand where I screwed up and how I can better myself in the next life, should I choose to go back. I’d like to visit other Heavenly Realms and seek the wisdom and guidance of the Ascended Masters, like St. Germain. I’d like to have the opportunity to fly down at night to Earth and quickly visit my loved ones I have left, and let them know I’m still there and still loving them. Speaking of flying, that’s what I cannot WAIT to do. To fly again. I have many dreams that involve water and flying. It’s incredible, really. I’ve always dreamt of flying high in the skies from sunset to sunrise. If I ever had a soundtrack or theme song for that outing it would be “Walking In The Air” by Chloe Agnew from Celtic Woman. But something about having the freedom a bird has and flying around, feeling the breeze hit you, knowing you are fully safe, is something I long for.

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I’d like to think right now I am somewhere in the midst of my ascension process, and that when my life is over here on Earth I would be able to ascend to a new dimension and help those who need it. Walking away from “religion” and instead finding that Oneness with God on my terms has been without a doubt, blissful. To be in Communion with God on a daily basis instead of feeling I have to perform a weekend obligatory ritual with Mass, is more peaceful. But don’t get me wrong: I would never mock someone who has found their life and relationship with God in the Church. Never take advantage of when you find your caller to our Creator. This is my calling. So, I no longer fear death. I no longer fear the unknown, because the Creator is in my life at all times, and that’s all I need. It’s why I dream so vividly about Heaven! The Summerlands, the Undying Lands, whatever you want to call Heaven, is majestic in just a thought…can you only imagine actually BEING there? And we were! At one point, we were there. And sooner or later, we will be going back home again.

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What does YOUR Heaven look like?

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