As I began my self initiation in complete unawareness not knowingly realising what I was becoming. I was steadfastly transforming myself from someone with medium low abilities in clairvoyancy and now into becoming a seer, it didn’t take long to reach a conclusion about the different types of inter-dimensional beings. And that is there is usually a gatekeeper or guardian spirit/beings in every Elementals environs. For the Water People even though their guardian is fierce and resilient moreso than I’d noted so far in my journeys into using second sight. I’ll likely write a post for each type of gate keep encountered here instead of trying to categorize them all in one sitting.
Of all the gatekeepers, this One by far is not only entertaining but most memorable. “He” was like a watch dog and noticed my presence in their realm every time while others didn’t seem to mind nor care . Except for Mermaids, the most beautiful women I’d ever seen, just stunning beauty and playful flirting demeanor was about as good at got I recall thinking at the time. Each time I’d start to go into trance till I pierced the water’s veil then like a switch open eyed transposed scenes my and theirs overlaid where I could no longer perceive my own but had entered the Underworld. It was always the air of relief sitting on the sidelines knowing that I’d made it in again. Repeat-ability, consistency, the scientific method was at work in all techniques I used to transmigrate into intersecting dimensions. Now just to hang out and watch, letting it unfold on its own. I could see boaters in canoes, running along side bank and jumping in in what appears to be a race. Families on sunny shoreline picnic ing swimming, playing. Then my awareness snaps back to the creek as a well defined pair of shimmering translucent waterie legs go walking by on top of waters surface. Oh wow I recall, smiling as I realize here we go, definitely gonna be some action today. I begin noticing quite a few “people” translucent to nearly invisible only a shimmer or flint of wavy liquidness caught my eye in the afternoon sunshine between myself and the warm orange orb, I fondly call “near Star”. As I continued watching letting it all unfold without my own restrict or expectations taint the encounter as these beings began to “snap” into view, I gasped. It was here watching them cone and go walking by my on top of the water like Jesus is said to have done. I noticed one of the passer-bys do a double take at me, and uh oh, that pit in my stomach, busted, stay calm no fear ice done no wrong and harmed none. I told myself. As this most strange waterie almost invisible being began to wyeme seriously. I waited as a lay in trance sprawled out on the zero gravity chair I use for such activities outside. He charged me all of a sudden but what made it so outstanding was he faked me, like he wasn’t gonna do anything then rapidly circled around where he stood coming within a foot or so from my face and walked off. Damn I thought as a thought slipped through the “gatekeeper of my own mind, why do these experiences outdo the ones that came before, as if there’s some sort of competition to levels of crazy, magic, magick, unbelievable encounters the sort of circumstances and situations that honestly I, nor anyone I know could possibly make up, I reflected with a slight grin not seen in the pitch blackness of nights deep under the canopied trees of post Beltane nearing Summer Solstice in the Appalachians of North Carolina. The kind of limited exterior repressed smile that like the tip of an iceberg wells up inside the cup of the heart and boundless airy skies of mind, in this hard to describe ecstatic joy felt, tangibly with no second guessing, as one approximates having ventured into Magical Lands/Enchanted Realms and upon meeting some of the inhabitants in all of their Glamore and Grandeur. Bring that back with you and share it with your tribe in the village and take a seated meditative position upon the Zafudon of a full cup of warm peace and contentedness, blissful abiding in a taste of what’s in store for Earth’s future and for us individually as we find our way to Heaven’s Door.
Well all things, especially those favored or liked must end and so did the rush of facing off the water’s keeper. It ended the day I gave the mermaids and Water people, yes even expressly giving to the gate keeper. Afterwards never seen him again nor did I get to test my nerves and abilities of controlling fear response, reacting in ways to deepen my time in their realm instead, by keeping my pulse even, breath slower speed, and clipping racing thoughts of fear or reveling in the exhilaration of inter-dimensional interaction with beings that seem larger than life.