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<blockquote data-quote="Carl Miller" data-source="post: 149123" data-attributes="member: 4986"><p><strong>It was early morning and it was raining. </strong></p><p><strong>i was standing by the glass porch of my bedroom ready to go out despite viewing everything around as if the walls didn't exist i could not realize i was out of the body taking on the energy body, called perispit. </strong></p><p><strong>It feels so natural clothing on it that i could not realize at that time i was a ghost in the next etheric dimension next to our 3D. </strong></p><ol> <li data-xf-list-type="ol"><strong> i felt like passing through the glass sliding door which gives access to the balcony of the apartment on the second floor, when i felt a presence in the room. My first reaction was getting annoyed at the nuisance of being disturbed by an entity inside my bedroom. And i was ready to scold the entity away (i would not leave it in my bedroom alone with my physical body which laid there like a carcass). As i turned round ready to reprimand whoever had invaded my bedroom i got perplexed to see Father Joaquim sitting on the bed side.</strong> <strong>Father Joaquim was a Capuchin from the Order of Saint Francis. This friar was once my Philosophy professor at Collegue where I graduated in Letters. </strong> <strong>Although being a priest of the Catholic Church there was always a halo of unorthodoxy about his manners. For instance, more than his very long whitish beard and green cat like eyes, he was proponent of weird ideas (for us students at the university) that it was possible to contact the spirits of the dead. That was when our friendship commenced. Some brief talkings after classes and he finally invited me to visit the monastery where he lived. </strong></li> </ol><p><strong>The beginning of a friendship that lasted for a very long time. At that time the monk knew i was doing meditation, practising yoga and advocating Free will , Karma and Reincarnation. But the matter of our conversation consisted in delving into the esoteric side of the gospel of Jesus Christ. </strong> <strong>All these memories crossed my mind like lightning. The scathing point is that Friar Joaquim HAD DIED!!!!</strong> <strong>Then, i soon realized that i was actually out of the body. Otherwise, i could not have met with Father Joaquim, who obviously had died 10 years ago. </strong> <strong>I hypnotically sat down by his side on the bed and got fascinated by his aura. As he looked into my eyes he began preaching. </strong> <strong>The language was not down-to-earth but elaborate and often colored with brainy oriental stories similar to those zen little tales for one to dig into a lesson at the end. </strong></p><p><strong>His method is the way of the heart, a romantic poetic way of pure compassion , often colored with the highest spirituality and he stated that those inspirational messages he relayed belonged to Saint Francis' philosophy of the spiritual poverty.</strong></p><p></p><p><strong>Paraphrasing Father Joaquim preaching= “Remember, Carl, when i showed you that black vulture flying high across the blue sky?” “Yes” i stammered uncomfortably.</strong> “<strong>That vulture is me i used to say.” He added.</strong> “<strong>No, Father Joaquim. I have never agreed to that nonsense. How can you be a black vulture against a blue sky. We are more likely to be that vulture. Not you!!!”</strong> <strong>At that moment Friar Joaquim simply disappeared to the nothingness where he came from. And i was left no other alternative other than returning to my physical body which started experiencing the first signs of Sleep Paralysis. There i stayed on for a while as if i had died and i must have dropped into a deep sleep... </strong></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Carl Miller, post: 149123, member: 4986"] [B]It was early morning and it was raining. i was standing by the glass porch of my bedroom ready to go out despite viewing everything around as if the walls didn't exist i could not realize i was out of the body taking on the energy body, called perispit. It feels so natural clothing on it that i could not realize at that time i was a ghost in the next etheric dimension next to our 3D. [/B] [LIST=1] [*][B] i felt like passing through the glass sliding door which gives access to the balcony of the apartment on the second floor, when i felt a presence in the room. My first reaction was getting annoyed at the nuisance of being disturbed by an entity inside my bedroom. And i was ready to scold the entity away (i would not leave it in my bedroom alone with my physical body which laid there like a carcass). As i turned round ready to reprimand whoever had invaded my bedroom i got perplexed to see Father Joaquim sitting on the bed side.[/B] [B]Father Joaquim was a Capuchin from the Order of Saint Francis. This friar was once my Philosophy professor at Collegue where I graduated in Letters. [/B] [B]Although being a priest of the Catholic Church there was always a halo of unorthodoxy about his manners. For instance, more than his very long whitish beard and green cat like eyes, he was proponent of weird ideas (for us students at the university) that it was possible to contact the spirits of the dead. That was when our friendship commenced. Some brief talkings after classes and he finally invited me to visit the monastery where he lived. [/B] [/LIST] [B]The beginning of a friendship that lasted for a very long time. At that time the monk knew i was doing meditation, practising yoga and advocating Free will , Karma and Reincarnation. But the matter of our conversation consisted in delving into the esoteric side of the gospel of Jesus Christ. [/B] [B]All these memories crossed my mind like lightning. The scathing point is that Friar Joaquim HAD DIED!!!![/B] [B]Then, i soon realized that i was actually out of the body. Otherwise, i could not have met with Father Joaquim, who obviously had died 10 years ago. [/B] [B]I hypnotically sat down by his side on the bed and got fascinated by his aura. As he looked into my eyes he began preaching. [/B] [B]The language was not down-to-earth but elaborate and often colored with brainy oriental stories similar to those zen little tales for one to dig into a lesson at the end. His method is the way of the heart, a romantic poetic way of pure compassion , often colored with the highest spirituality and he stated that those inspirational messages he relayed belonged to Saint Francis' philosophy of the spiritual poverty.[/B] [B]Paraphrasing Father Joaquim preaching= “Remember, Carl, when i showed you that black vulture flying high across the blue sky?” “Yes” i stammered uncomfortably.[/B] “[B]That vulture is me i used to say.” He added.[/B] “[B]No, Father Joaquim. I have never agreed to that nonsense. How can you be a black vulture against a blue sky. We are more likely to be that vulture. Not you!!!”[/B] [B]At that moment Friar Joaquim simply disappeared to the nothingness where he came from. And i was left no other alternative other than returning to my physical body which started experiencing the first signs of Sleep Paralysis. There i stayed on for a while as if i had died and i must have dropped into a deep sleep... [/B] [/QUOTE]
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