Allowing the Adventure

I had a wonderful experience while I slept last night… It wasn’t a dream.

I was walking home along a narrow country road that followed the shoreline of the ocean. As I came to a small wooden bridge, an earthquake measuring 7.2 shook everything around me. Living in New Zealand these past 18 months I’m rather used to earthquakes now and the energy they shift.  I just smiled, went with the vibration and soon all was still again.

My attention was then drawn to the ocean… I watched with awareness as the tide was racing backwards. Conscious that a Tsunami was brewing, I confidently, effortlessly started climbing up the hillside.

As I climbed I rang Natacha to let her know what was occurring so she could seek higher ground with the children. There was no warning or fear in my message… just allowing.

I continued climbing upward with ease. I wandered through the front gates of several homes and over their back fences as I continued upwards. At one time I looked back to see the water as it started to flow back to the shore. It moved toward the land with great speed and tall waves. I was fascinated by
its movement… the breathing out and the breathing in. I felt no drama, no emotion, just acceptance as I continued my steady climb.

After ascending a little more I rang my daughter for no other reason than to share my experience. Kristy decided to drive over and meet me. She purposefully brought my oldest Granddaughter, Summer with her. Summer and I have had a unique relationship even before her physical birth 4 years ago. We ‘know’ each other clearly.

Kris quite contently left Summer with me as she knew there was something we were both choosing to experience. As she drove away, Summer and I began climbing upwards together.We didn’t talk at all we  just kept climbing effortlessly and with a certain amount of joy and sense of freedom.

The homes and farms and shops we climbed over and around were clear and real… our senses were quite open to feeling everything around us…. not like a dream at all. One home we walked through had hundreds of crystals in the back yard… but they were all man made and held no interest for us. The people we met were interesting, but no-one journey with us.

The water level continued rising quickly behind us as we came near the top of the hill. Eventually, still with no effort, we reach the peak and built on the top was an old shopping complex made of stone buildings joined together.  We wandered through the shops looking at all the wares from food to antiques and listened to the people panicking and regretting. We were aware of so many stories, beliefs and fears flying around us, yet we just continued on unaffected by it all.

As the waters were almost lapping at our toes, Summer and I climbed up to the highest point on the roof of the shops. From there we saw a huge old pine tree rising up towering above the buildings. It overshadowed all the other trees.  Summer and I climbed on to it from the roof and ascended effortlessly to the top.

The view of the expansive ‘ocean’ surrounding us was amazing! Everything within sight slowly vanished in the rising waters until there was nothing but ocean and the top of our tree.

Realising the waters were still rising, I quietly said to myself, ‘Enough’.

Immediately the waters became calm and the level balanced.

For a while Summer and I enjoyed the feelings of our unique, clear space and when the experience was full, a helicopter flew over to us … piloted by…  Adamus St. Germain. 

Sometimes I find that by sharing an experience others become more aware of their own expereinces... dreams or not.

By Sue Norman  2-2-2014