Part 3 The days leading up to my Awakening

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About 10 years ago, I was living life day to day like most everyone not thinking about death just working and worrying about food, bills, mortgage— you know, the usual stuff we think about. I was transitioning from service technician into sales and I started having very vivid dreams; what I now know to be lucid dreams.  Well, this one particular dream was happening every night for about a week, it seemed as if I was watching a recording over and over. It was the same exact dream every night: the dream was about flying just above the tree tops about 25 mph but I was covering more ground than possible at that speed my arms were spread wide open and I was heading north. I knew I was heading north because after awhile snow started to appear on the ground. When I finally got to my destination I was standing on the shore of a huge lake that seemed to be the beginning of a river, there was snow capped mountains off to my right and the most beautiful scenery I could have ever imagined. I remember talking to someone and them telling me that I was not ready. Then, right after those words were spoken I was rushed back— as if sucked back into my body and I awoke. This happened many times over a 2 week period. I had this urge to be ready for what I did not know. I just knew that I wanted to be ready.

A week or two passed and I was late for work driving south and I decided to take a road off the main highway through the country, one that I had never gone down before but knew that it was a possible shortcut. As I was driving, I felt this wonderful feeling of being alive and noticed all the flowers and trees as I drove; being late was the last thing on my mind. I was staring up at the trees and the sky and this ball of light started flying towards me from very far away and in a flash it entered my body through the car and it felt as if someone had just taken a huge bottle brush and cleaned out my insides, “my soul”, with joy and love. At this time I had never really thought about my soul or anything like that.  I was just going about my normal day to day life. Well, when I got to work (on time as it turned out) and I started trying to tell my co-workers what just happened to me, they just looked at me like I was crazy. They wouldn’t even let me finish.  After work I decided to hit a church and talk it over with a pastor; they should know what this means right?  This is un-freaking believable— I get to the church and asked to speak to the pastor. I tell him what had happened to m and he acted as if I was crazy too, asking me if I had been doing drugs and so forth. Needless to say I was very disappointed. I figured maybe he was the one that was crazy. They speak of all the amazing things God does and how he comes into your heart and so on, but when it actually happens they can’t believe it. What kind of hypocrisy is that?  That week I went to 7 other churches of all denominations just to see if any of them felt right to me; not all of them were in such complete disbelief, but still none of them resonated with me. The last one I went to was a church that I had worked at before hooking up their fire alarm and I became close to the pastor during that time because he had a similar past as me. Well, even he didn’t have an explanation for me; they all were saying the same thing “look to God.”  Hello, a large ball of light just penetrated my body and cleaned out my soul and you people are telling me to look to God and that’s it? No explanation of how it happened.  He did give me a bible and I read a little bit, but that as well left me feeling empty.  After such disappointment in the reaction from the churches that claimed to know God, eventually this great feeling about that experience faded away.

As time passed I would have a memory of that moment pass through my mind and feel good and grateful to be alive. This would usually happen as my family and I gathered at the dining room table for dinner. I remember telling them “Can you feel that? The feeling of being alive?” They would just look at me and say, “Oh boy, there he goes again” and would laugh it off and we would continue to eat.

A year went by and one night after leaving our friends house I lay down in my bed and my mind was awakened with the sight of an infinite universe going on forever, repeating itself, and changing just slightly each time.   After this happened I knew I had to get to the bottom of it and get some answers, this sense of urgency came over me, so I start watching shows and videos on online about the Universe. At this time it had been two years since we disconnected from cable TV and we only watched certain shows online… Television Programming  is just that— “Programming ” and I feel that removing that from my life is what led to what was about to come.

My obsession with finding out how everything works took me into the deeps of this world and I traveled “deep down the rabbit hole” almost to the point of no return. First, it was about space, then it went to quantum physics, next it was Illuminati and how the world is controlled by a small group of people.  This outraged me, the discovery that I was a sheep in their game of life, not even knowing the darkness of these people. Next, came all the singers and super stars and how they must be connected to the Illuminati and how most were killed just before coming out to the public about the Illuminati.  After that, the rage in my heart could not take any more and I came across David Wilcock, The Pleadians, and the Galactic Federation of Light: Meditation, Chakras, raising your frequency, and a lot of post about “all are one.” This brought my awareness of love to a new level but it was all so confusing and everything seemed to contradict one another. I couldn’t take it anymore; I WANTED TO KNOW THE TRUTH and I didn’t care what it was, I just wanted to know, I had to know the truth.

The date was 12-4-11.  My wife was away at her sister’s for the weekend for a baby shower. I had been feverishly searching the web all weekend long trying to find the answers and yet all I got was more contradicting stories from every outlet that I came across. By the end of the weekend I came to believe that if I raised my frequency I would match the frequency of the world I wanted to live in.  Well this is somewhat true, but what I had imagined could be far from it. That night I lay down in bed and said to myself, “I’m going to do this, I’m going to open my chakras by raising my frequency”… I was ready.

So I put my head down on my pillow and stilled myself and tried not to think of anything.  I focused on the ringing tone in my head (which some people call tinnitus, I now call it “static of the cosmos”) and after 20 minutes of nothing happening I almost gave up, but I thought to try raising the tone and see what happened.  I discovered I could do it pretty well as I had been practicing this for about a month. I got to the point where the tone coincided with a vibration I felt coming from my feet working its way up my legs. The tone was very high at this point and to be honest I got a little scared as to what might happen. So, I stopped and promised I would do it again tomorrow when my wife was there to watch me to make sure nothing bad happened.

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Part 3 The days leading up to my Awakening was originally published on Awakening Our Truth

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Part 2- The heart recognizes the truth

Volleyball in the Keys 1990

Volleyball in the Keys 1990

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My second experience with the divine was when Shannon and I were not seeing each other and hadn’t for about a year.  I had another girlfriend but there didn’t seem to be any feelings there, at least not like the feelings I had when I was with Shannon.  A month or two before this I bumped into Shannon’s mother and she asked me why we weren’t dating anymore. I explained to her that we would get back together when the time was right. After spending about five minutes with her mother, she told me to call Shannon and gave me their new number. Well, Shannon was dating an older guy that was going into the military and I was dating a girl who was away for the summer, so I just brushed it off like nothing and ended up losing her number. A week later I was at the lake clubhouse and Shannon showed up. I continued to play ping pong all day until the last of my friends got tired of hanging out and left me alone. My plan worked and I was finally alone with Shannon swimming in the lake, rekindling our love. The next day I rode my bike to her house to convince her to keep seeing me and we spent the rest of the summer together 😉

She broke my heart at the end of the summer saying she needed time apart, her boyfriend was returning from boot camp and she had to figure it out.  I tried to get her to continue to see me but her mind was set and she wouldn’t let me in the house. A few months later, while I was walking into my bathroom this feeling of urgency hit me out of nowhere; it was as if someone grabbed me and told me to break up with my current girlfriend and then call Shannon.  I remember looking into the mirror and asking myself, “What the hell is going on”?  I hadn’t spoken with Shannon since she ended it with me and my current girlfriend was in my bedroom. This feeling was so strong that I walked out of the bathroom and without hesitation told my girlfriend that she needed to go home. I told her we would never see each other again, which was completely crazy because five minutes prior to me walking into the bathroom we were doing great and there was no issues to between us at all. One of my friends was at my house with us when this happened and he couldn’t believe what was going on. Well, when her mother finally arrived and she got in the car and my buddy and my older sister started screaming at me “WTF just happened”?  They asked if she had said something or done something to upset me, “What the hell is wrong with you?” I explained to them that while I was in the bathroom I had this feeling come over me that was indescribable and it showed me that the path I was taking was a lot different then what I had originally intended. Then I was asked a question,”Is this the life you truly want; can you see this girl in your future?” There was no hesitation in my reply “of course not, there weren’t any feelings there.”  The final question in my mind, “Then why do you mislead yourself in a life that you “truly” do not desire?”

Something inside me just clicked, like a piece of a puzzle that snapped into place. It all made sense, why would I continue doing something if it wasn’t benefiting my future? It seemed very selfish, yet it was so very true. I learned a valuable lesson: Lying to yourself benefits no one. I vowed never to lie to myself again. As I realized this, I took a deep breath and opened the door to a new life.

I knew it was time to get back together with Shannon.  They thought I was loony because they knew Shannon had a boyfriend, they knew that we hadn’t talked in a while and that she’d ended things, and they asked me how the hell was this suppose to play out?  I told them that I just knew I was doing the right thing; I knew it in my heart and that is all that mattered. The next day I told my friend to get Shannon to the cafeteria payphone at lunch time and call me. This was the same friend that had dated Shannon before when we were much younger. Well, I had my doubts but it turned out he was there for me when I truly needed him; he called my house from the payphone and had Shannon waiting next to him. We spoke for about one minute and I told her it was time.  She told me she was still with her boyfriend and I told her that it didn’t matter, “It is time.” She knew exactly what I meant and gave me her new phone number. That day after school she drove by my house, stopped at the stop sign just in front of my yard and sat there for 5 minutes, then drove away!  I ran outside to stop her, but it was too late (this was a horrible feeling). She lived about 30 minutes away and we didn’t have cell phones back then, so I had to wait for her to get home so I could call her!…

When she finally got home and picked up the kitchen phone she told me she was having second thoughts; we talked for a little while and she agreed to come by the next day after school. She did and this time I was waiting outside for her. When her car pulled into my yard, right then at that moment I knew everything was going to be okay. She ended her relationship with her boyfriend and we started our lives together from that moment on.

But, it was just the beginning of our story…

 

us 1990

Inseparable since 1990

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Part 2- The heart recognizes the truth was originally published on Awakening Our Truth

Part 1- The beginning of us

I used to skateboard to Shannon's grandmothers house to show off for her.

I used to skateboard to Shannon’s grandmothers house to show off for her.                     7th grade 1986

 

Jamie:

Here is a little history of my life.  At the age of 10, I met a girl who would someday be my wife; her name is Shannon. I knew from the moment that I laid my eyes upon her that we would share most of our lives together. This was my first experience with the divine connection, this feeling of knowing. It was a feeling of such strength there was no questioning it. It felt like it was meant to be and even though my best friend asked her out before I could, they eventually broke up and I began seeing her sometime later. I know, I know, you’re not supposed to date your buddy’s ex-girlfriend, but it was meant to be and I knew it, besides I saw her first. Lol   We dated off and on throughout middle school and high school. I remember the last time we broke up. It was if we knew we were supposed to be together but we were not ready. We looked at each other and kissed goodbye for what would be our last breakup kiss.  I had friends in all the clicks in the entire school: the band members, the head bangers, the jocks, the skaters, the mechanics, and then I took a wrong turn and started hanging out with the gangs; they took me down a very dark and painful path of violence and disobedience that I knew was wrong. Then it got really bad and that was the last time I made it back to school. I just knew that if I went back I would end up dead.

 

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Part 1- The beginning of us was originally published on Awakening Our Truth

Hello and Welcome, We are Jamie and Shannon and together we are on this journey. His awakening has become a mirror in our lives, moving us forward and reflecting in ways we could never imagine.