On this particular occasion, after doing my prayers I leaned back against the chest of draws and relaxed. Centred in my head I casually scanned my surroundings. Aware of myself as consciousness centred in the head, I scanned the surrounding environment.
I casually wondered if there are any aliens from other worlds living here on this planet amongst us humans; and if there are such aliens living amongst us then where might the nearest one be?
As I lightly mused this question I became aware of my own openness – the crown centre being fairly clear, the heart centre active, the mind clear, the consciousness elastic, and the breath free. I noticed my system felt particularly open and potent.
It occurred to me that now was a suitable time to investigate. As ridiculous as a question may seem, if it is worth the faintest consideration then it is worth gaining the answer if one is able to do so. I immediately made up my mind to take the opportunity and make the effort.
I reached within, in to consciousness, back, in and upward, to and through the crown centre. When I had the pathway well sensed I withdrew my central self up the pathway, gathering and drawing myself upward on the breath. I pressed myself up against the semipermeable membrane that spans the crown centre at the ceiling of bodily consciousness. Using the breath in the way that keeps consciousness pressing upward against the membrane I kept the pressure of consciousness against the membrane. Attaching consciousness to breath and gathering it up on the inhalation; and while holding it gathered, detaching it on the exhalation. 1
I passed through the membrane; my consciousness dividing into two connected parts; something like a figure eight; part of me still in the body, aware of the body and perceiving through the body’s senses, and the other part of me above and outside of the body and perceiving with the faculties of consciousness. 2
I rose high enough to feel clear of the body and its pull and interference. I presented my question upward to my oversoul, to that part of myself within and above conscience and of which my own consciousness is an extension. I cleared my system of all preconceived ideas, and tuned my selfwill with my oversoul’s will, handing myself over.
Leaving part of myself centered and anchored in the head and aware of the body’s surroundings, I above the head that had externalised through the crown scanned the surrounding landscape, around in all directions, over the horizons, further and further afield. There … there was something unusual … to the east.
The rush across space was immediate and rapid; in a high arc, high over the landscape. There was little effort or control on my part; just the decision to go towards the unusual point of energy.
Within a moment I was positioned about one hundred yards above the busy central business district of an Australian state capital city. I hovered steadily, observing the scene below. Hundreds of pedestrians walked up and down the wide footpath of a well known central city street. Their auras showing faintly to my vision.
An individual’s aura/note/energy caught my attention. It was an auric energy strangely different from everyone else’s. The unusual aura/note/energy came from an individual amongst the crowd who was walking up the footpath towards me. I cannot describe how his energy was different to everyone else’s, only that it was markedly different. It was the one I had sensed when scanning from three hundred miles away just before the rush across the landscape to this location.
I lowered my height so as to more clearly observe the front of the strange one. I was now only metres above the heads of the pedestrians and I was looking directly at him. He was perhaps seventy yards away and walking directly towards me.
He was, as I have already implied, a male.
Although his energy was markedly different from everybody else, physically he was completely nondescript. I could not physically describe him, and yet I could see him quite clearly.
I saw that he was invisible to those around him. Not because people could not see him, for he was physical and clearly visible.
But I saw that no one could notice his features, no one could identify him or remember him.
I saw that the reason no one could see him was because his every feature and overall physical appearance was perfectly average, and this quality of being perfectly average in every regard made him invisible to others.
People stepped around him and yet they could not see him, or rather, they could not see any particular feature of him, they could not notice him.
As he walked towards me he briefly glanced up at me. Our eyes briefly met, and I knew that unlike everyone else, he could see me.
He continued walking towards me, watching the crowd ahead of him, and I knew he was aware of me watching him. Our awareness was on each other.
I asked him, “What do you do?”
The question went straight to him, via our awareness of each other.
He replied, “I homogenise.”
Although I did not understand what he meant I accepted his answer and I was about to leave it at that.
But then as he was passing underneath me, I said to him, “I don’t understand”.
He said, “Come in and see for your self; see as I see, see what I do”.
I sensed his receptiveness, and I could not miss such an opportunity, so I descended into his being.
I entered in and merged with his consciousness. His awareness was my awareness; his attention was my attention. I was a passive rider in his mind, observing his every function, and a recipient of all his sensory income. I saw his purpose, I looked out through his eyes and saw as he saw, and I saw what he was doing. I saw his work and how he worked.
With him and through his eyes I looked up the street and saw the crowds of pedestrians walking the city footpath. I saw them as he saw them. I noticed the details that he noticed. I was witnessing all his internal functions, his seeing, his focusing, his working.
People walked the footpath, walking with us and towards us.
Through his eyes the colours of every person’s aura were clearly visible.
He observed the auras of everyone, and took notice of those with the most different qualities to each other who were coming somewhere near each other, about to pass each other, and by subtle telepathic influence he prompted them to pass by each other in closer proximity so that their auras overlapped and the differing qualities and energies of each person unconsciously contacted the other, inducing responses and reactions within each person, influencing each other in many possible ways, and providing opportunities within each other for growth.
He walked the city streets doing this, homogenising the crowd. He was carefully selective in his work.
My consciousness was blended with his and I saw the wider purpose of his work. I saw the opposing forces he was working against and with. Something like a brake works against and with a throttle, so together they keep the vehicle moving as required. Or like a funnel works against and with the pouring of a liquid, controlling it but not disallowing it. He worked with and for human freewill, not interfering with it, but contributing towards the regulation and management of its outcomes.
I sensed my lesson was over and I was expelled from his being. I had a moment to thank him. There was a mutual acknowledgement or salute, then like a rubber band retracting, I returned, merging with the body and melding back into my in-body consciousness.
It seemed a lot to take in. I relaxed and replayed the memory of it, put my hand on my heart and thanked God for the lesson, and for all the blessings of life, then went to bed.
1. I intend to describe and explain this method of breathing in later posts.
2.The faculties of consciousness are the senses of consciousness that correspond with the physical senses. They are the abilities of consciousness to see, hear, smell, touch, and more besides just those abilities that have a bodily correspondence. See here, here, here, and here.