I was going to start writing about Soul groups right away before I left for my adventure. However when I sat down to write, nothing came forward, so instead of trying to figure out if I had suddenly developed a case of writers block, I for once listened to my own souls wisdom. I realized I was about to receive a very important remembering or lesson if you would like to call it that. Right on cue my father phoned me and asked if I could come up and visit him. To spend at least a week with him and relax on the property, which resides on the lake. I knew right off the bat that I and my soul were being called to help in some way, what that way would be was still unclear to me. So, off I went on a bus trip in the early hours of a Tuesday morning. In fact I was so excited that I didn’t sleep the entire night before. I felt just like a small kid again. It brought back memories of when I was about ten years old. I remembered the times we used to go on early morning ski trips. My parents already up and awake, I would be awoken by the smell of breakfast, and that wonderful aroma of fresh coffee being brewed, while the sun was yet to rise. The tingling sensation of excitement of the bus trip ahead filled with family and friends all bundled up warmly traveling towards the mountain. I had completely forgotten those days, and it was so good to re – remember them. As we grow up and become so involved in the fast paced world around us we forget the simpler times of being just a young boy or girl filled with simple joy of just being us. Anyway, to get back to the story. The bus trip I was on takes about six hours, and then another four hours by vehicle to what I now call “ The Ranch.” On the way we stopped to change buses at a small town called Chilliwack. They’re standing outside having a coffee I met another man traveling on the same bus headed in the same direction as I was. For the next five hours as we talked I came to know him as best I could. His life was almost a parallel of mine to some extent, and of course I was not there to talk as much as I was there to listen and provide the much-needed insight he needed at this time in his life. You will see a little later how this all ties in to being a part of a Soul group. Five hours later I arrived at my destination, the town of Williams Lake, BC. There I met my father outside the depot and we headed off to the ranch. Sitting in the pickup truck, gazing out the window at nothing but mountains, meadows, cattle and trees, as we traveled the unpaved highway was such a releasing of energetic stress I didn’t even know I carried with me. Nature really is a great healer in many ways. I have come to the conclusion that for people to live in huge cities surrounded by concrete, paved roads and a massive amount of electricity is not a good thing. The electromagnetic influences of cities on our energetic bodies, I believe, causes intense stress to our physical bodies, and can be greatly reduced by daily morning and evening meditations. I will go into more detail on meditation in a later chapter, as it is very important not only physically but spiritually as well. The entire last leg of the trip to the ranch was a wonderful welcoming home to nature by the universe. My father and I spotted almost twenty deer in groups of three or more along the side of the highway. My father was very surprised saying he had never seen so many deer at once in all the time he’s lived there. This scenario continued for the entire time of my visit. It was wonderful. I should mention that a few days before I left for my trip I had a somewhat strange night. As I was sleeping I suddenly had the feeling that someone was in my room. Half a sleep, eyes still closed, I definitely knew something was amiss. This type of experience used to scare me. However, I think because of all the steady meditation I do now, my higher self automatically takes over and I no longer feel fear. I automatically hone into feeling what type of energy is in the room. In this case I had the distinct impression that it was my fathers friend that had committed suicide only a month before. In fact as soon as I knew this, I right away woke up and called out his name. In that instant I felt pressure on the temples of my head, then just as quick, the feeling was gone. That first night I went to sleep in the guesthouse where my dad resides and immediately after falling asleep I had the sensation that my head was being squeezed in a vise, followed by intense heat, which caused me to breakout into a sweat. Needless to say I did not sleep well that night. In the morning I awoke and went out to greet the past owners two Bernice mountain dogs. They look very much like St Bernard’s. At first they were a little bit leery of me. Maybe not so much leery as just hesitant. The day passed by uneventful to any strange happenings. That night just before going to bed I decided to step outside for a quick walk. I met one of the dogs (Bari) and she just looked at me and whimpered. I looked into her eyes and knew she was trying to communicate with me. I relaxed and as soon as I did I received an impression of the past owner. Bari came up to me and I petted her and told her it would be okay, I knew she missed him. With that I went up to bed. Once again as soon as I fell asleep, the pressure to my head was back, but even stronger as well as hotter than the first night. I slept but with a lot of tossing and turning till morning. On the third night it was worse. This time I could feel energy and pressure all around my bed. On top of that the dogs started to bark outside. That was a long night. In the morning I asked my father how he slept, he said fine. Did he have any dreams? No, none. That day as my father was down in the shop working on his plane I decided to check out the past owners house and the immediate outside area of the house. First of all as soon as I walked in the front door I felt uncomfortable. Actually everywhere I went in the house I felt shivers and definite feelings of discomfort. I left the house and walked around the sides and back of the home and still felt uncomfortable. I decided it was time to take a walk on the property, perhaps find a spot where I would feel strong enough, peaceful enough, to meditate on what I was feeling, as well as what I should do, if anything. It wasn’t to long when I came across a very peaceful spot. There was a small clearing with a tree stump about four feet high. Now. What happened next was totally unplanned. I sat down on the stump and began to meditate. After only a few seconds I had a very strong suggestion, or urge, to get up and find seven stones in the immediate area and place them in a five-foot circle around the stump. I had never done something, anything, like this before so my actions felt very strange to me, to say the least. But, no, I told myself to stop analyzing what and why I was doing this, to just stop my thoughts and trust, have faith, that what I was doing was correct and meant to be. To in fact let my Higher self guide me. Having done that, I sat down again and started to meditate once more. I opened up all my energy centers, bringing in as much light as I could from above, and then grounding myself deep into the earth. After feeling totally connected to everything around me, through me, I started meditating, focusing my thoughts on the man that passed away. Suddenly without warning I stood up, eyes closed facing, feeling the sun on my face and started to speak out loud. You know, I have no clue what I said, because what came out of my mouth was not English. It was not English, German, French, or any language I have ever heard of before. They were words that came from deep down in my solar plexus. They flowed sometimes fast, sometimes slow, sometimes strong, sometimes soft, and I didn’t understand any of it. Or perhaps I did. For it is only now that I remember, that when I spoke I also saw the images of what I would do next, or was supposed to do next, while at the same time there was a wonderful feeling of tingling, like the electricity I described once before running through my entire body. As I was speaking I had the distinct impression or knowledge that I had done this all before a very long time ago. I know this will sound very strange but I had the feeling I was a Native American replaying a scenario of a past life over again. After what seemed like an hour I stopped speaking, and headed back to the guesthouse to meet my dad for lunch. I told him nothing of what had transpired; do to the fact that I felt he would not understand. My father is what I would call a hard facts kind of man. Meaning he doesn’t really believe anything that he can’t see or experience for himself. Spirituality was never in his vocabulary or life. Once lunch was over we both decided to take a walk around the property down to the lake. On the way back my dad said he wanted to show me where he had built a small alter with his friends photograph placed near the bottom of it. The past owners wife had asked to have a ceremony at a certain spot to distribute his ashes there, because this is what he had wanted. As soon as we arrived at the spot I once again felt the energetic pressure fall upon me. I asked my dad if he felt anything, he said no, not really, he just felt depressed. In fact he had been feeling depressed more and more for weeks now since the death. We walked back to the guesthouse where my dad decided to watch some TV. I made some excuse and headed right back out to the place of the alter. As soon as I got there I fell into a meditative state and out came the unknown language once more. Only this time I Had an impression of calling my own Guardian Angels asking to communicate with his angels and soul, asking them to guide him to the other side, to what I can only describe as the healing light. This happened really quickly, perhaps in only twenty or thirty minutes. I did not question anything I was doing I only trusted in what I was doing was right. That night I had one of the best nights sleep I’ve had in a long time. It was deep, very peaceful, no pressure what so ever. The next morning I walked outside and met both the dogs. They came rushing to me, jumping, and wagging their tales excitedly. They were both extremely happy to be with me. It was a grand reunion. From that day on the one dog Bari followed me everywhere I went. We would go on long walks all over the property; it was a real special moment of bonding on a soul-to-soul level that is hard to explain but so rewarding emotionally. At the same time I decided to check out the owners house once more. This time when I entered the entire house felt light, airy, relaxed, at peace. What actually is a Soul Group? They are a collection of souls that have gathered by mutual agreement over many lifetimes, to help each individual soul in the group awaken to their inner knowledge. To further and quicken the advancement of each individual souls own journey, as well as the journey collectively as a group. Think of yourself as a perfect little pebble filled with pure energy. Now, picture an infinite lake of pure energy. The lake is absolutely still, calm, awaiting your entrance into it. You lift up through the air, and fall into the lake, immediately a ring of energy starts to work, or flow from the very center where you entered, which is you. As the ring travels outward from the center, more and more rings develop, continuing to flow outward for infinity. The first ring consists of those souls closest to you in this lifetime. These are your mother, father, and brother/s, sister/s. The first ring of souls deals directly with the past life lessons each individual soul in the group currently needs to workout and resolve in this lifetime. This will of course differ from person to person. I can say for me the lessons are ones of abandonment, trust, faith, process, foundations, expectancy, forgiveness, and non-judgment. Your immediate family will most strongly reflect what you need to change within yourself. By reflection I mean that each person will mirror what you need to see within yourself. This of course works both ways, you mirror each other. Lets take my dad and I as an example. On the matter of spirituality in this lifetime my dad is, you could say a non-believer. To him everything is more or less black or white. You’re born, you live, and you die, end of story. I of course believe in past lifetimes, the immortality of the soul/spirit, the accumulation of positive and negative energy, and being able to communicate with other levels of life energy form. It is only now after the death of his friend that I have opened up to him, to speak about my beliefs, to try and teach him new ways of seeing the inner person he really is. He has awakened; he no longer sees everything as strictly black and white. Before I left the ranch I actually guided him through a sound meditation. This he would have never done in the past. He on the other hand has mirrored to me what I need to learn, which is many things, one of which is building a strong financial foundation, to be more discerning in how or what I spend my money on. To remember to base my decisions for the good of all concerned, not only on myself. To build a strong foundation based on the love of the land, of nature, of respect for life. This also gives us a much better understanding that every person we meet, we meet for a reason. That no life is wasted. That every moment is a moment of teaching, of experiencing the lessons we need to know. The accumulation of inner knowledge, the wisdom of the highest kind. I now see what a great gift my father’s friend now gave the both of us in his time of death. I also understand that there is no wrong decision, wrong choice that his friend made at the time of his death. It was one of many choices available to him, and I’m sure any other choice he made would have resulted in a spiritual lesson of some sort. I must add something very important I learned from his death. That is while in mediation in the above story I came to learn that because of his deeply depressed mental state and at the precise moment of his death by his own hand the Spirit/Soul literally becomes shocked. Because it is a traumatic type of death to the physical body, the spirit/soul at the moment of death in an instant finds itself outside the body in a confused state. It is what you can call in limbo, disoriented. It is this spirit/soul that some people call ghosts, it is the energy of the person that is basically lost, which needs to be guided with help back to the Light, to the energetic soul group. His friend brings us right into the second ring that surrounds us. The second ring encompasses close friends, those people we feel a strong bond with. In the second ring you are guided to the people you have something strongly spiritual in common with. The second group deals a lot with issues of trust and non-judgment all relating to spiritual growth. The third ring are those individuals that you come in contact with that will teach you the spiritual matters you need to learn. They come in many forms, writers, teachers, lectures, and individuals with much knowledge. The Gary Zukav’s, Buddha, Jesus, Mohammed, etc. They can include gifted teachers right down the block in your own neighborhood. An important note here. A truthful teacher will always empower you to seek the highest of knowledge, of wisdom within your own self. They never try to control you, demand of you to live a certain way of life under their control. That knowledge, enlightenment, power can only be obtained through them. Beware of these types of people; they do not have your best interests at heart. The fourth ring is made up of nature. When we tune into the plants, trees, rocks, birds, fish, dolphins, whales, all animals, we become privy to an immense amount of healing knowledge, given with such great love to us by Mother Earth. It is she who sustains us in this lifetime on this planet we call earth. The signs of earthly turmoil we see all around the world must be taken seriously. Earthquakes, tornados, hurricanes, floods, droughts, fires, disease, are definite signs that we must look at how we as a whole are treating the earth. If we globally do not take responsibility for our actions we will be facing dire consequences in the future. You may laugh, but keep the following thought in you mind. The earth has been here millions of years longer than we have, the earth has more energy than we have individually and will survive, and it is we who will not survive. Mother earth is mirroring what the worlds human consciousness is currently giving power to. Which are fear, greed, and power of division between people, governments, nations, and countries. War, death, poverty, hunger. It’s time to wake up! The fifth ring deals with all the Angelic entities. The Angels, our Guardian Angels as well. There are as many as you can imagine and they are all very, very real, and waiting for each of us to contact them, so that they may be of service to us through loving guidance and wisdom.
