Red Witch, I'm not familiar with Liji, the Book of Rites....maybe if you can locate a copy and read it, there will be some answers.
Billygoat, thanks for sharing with us....I think those questions have positive answers....I wonder if the book that Ravyn referred to, Deepak Chopra's How to Know God would provide some answers for all of us....going to see about a copy today...
Ascot, if ESP, intuition or clairvoyance are gifts or inate talents, then surely they can be enhanced if one can discover a way to practice them in order to strengthen the abilities....your experience concerning your father's presence was awesome...rather difficult to explain, idnit?....and yet you know it was real and valid....
Estee, thank you so much for sharing those experiences....LOL...I don't know about bravery where posting this thread was concerned....perhaps more a case of flying by the seat of my pants, which I often do.....your experience where your g/father appeared the night he was killed must have been terrifying....and yet you knew later the significance of his appearance....that is fascinating....I would love to see the paintings of your visions....you may say you're a spiritual newbie, but Estee, you seem to be a very old soul who's more well-acquainted or connected with spiritual entities than you realize....please DO post those paintings, cher...I wish I could provide pics of the visions I've had, as well....
I'll share yet another experience I had very shortly after exiting the borg....as I said before, I went on a campaign of letter writing, exposing the mistranslated scriptures about Jesus and other twisted doctrinal teachings of the Gov. Potty....the first batch I sent out, there was an urgency that I felt .....some reason I had to get them in the mail the very day I sent them....I think it was in April, 1992, less than two months after my disf-ing.....that night, as I settled down in my bed and closed my eyes....I was just lying there, waiting for sleep to overcome me, feeling very reassured that I had accomplished something valid that I was supposed to do....the house suddenly began shaking....and I felt the rumbling of the ground beneath me and before I could open my eyes, I also felt something land on my bed in front of me...I was lying on my left side, facing the wall, so whatever it was had landed between myself and the wall......I opened my eyes....and saw.....the front of a white shirt....with buttons.....slowly raising my eyes, I recognized it as the spiritual body of the man that I had begun to strongly suspect was the Lord that I had spoken with many times, though I had not been aware of who he was during the time when we spoke.....the top of my head barely reached his shoulders.....he encircled me with his left arm, supporting my back....with his right arm, he reached up for the wall a short distance beyond the head of my bed (hollywood twin size) to brace himself....then he looked down at me and smiled.....He bent his head down and used his chin to move my hair off my forehead (it was in wild disarray, having gone to bed).....and kissed me on the forehead....I closed my eyes and rested the left side of my face against his chest....he was solid....I could feel that....but he was also transparent in appearance....he continued to hold me while the house and ground shook and dishes rattled in their cabinets....when the earthquake ended, I opened my eyes to discover he was gone.....he had appeared there just as the earthquake began and left as it ended....He was letting me know that He would protect me....and that I had done the right thing that day....the earthquake was a 5.5 shaker that had centered in Hot Springs, Calif.....that info was the basis for my next letter to the Gov. Potty....I, of course, referred to the earthquake and told them it signified they were in "hot water" with their creator....for all their meanness and lies....
Frannie B