Morning Glory Slide into infinity.... visualization exercise
I don't fully understand how psychic ability works, but I don't know how a combustion engine works either and I still drive a little Dakota pickup every where I go. See? You don't have to fully understand exactly how something works to use it.
You can get into all the new age stuff if you want to, most do. I do not. I know there are many who receive messages from their guardian angel, angels, or a spirit guide. I don't use those pathways. I don't think psychic ability can correctly be catagorized as 'occult.' It's an 'ability.' God gave all of us the abilities to think, move, speak, and also psychic ability. If our psychic ability had been nurtured and admired like our physical and verbal abilities when we were babies, we'd all be a lot more psychic.
I don't see psychic ability as paranormal. I see it as an undernourished ability, a tool, a gift from God for all of us. Those hackles you feel rising along the back of your neck just before a fight breaks out in a crowded room, that's no mistake. It's not paranormal. It's a survival tool that operates under the same laws of integrity as your physical and verbal abilities.
And as such, it's important to play with it. (Huh?) Yep. The best way to sharpen any skill is to play with it. So we practice visualizing. Please, feel free to shrink yourself tiny in your mind's eye, step up on and slide down into this morning glory.
Make yourself so tiny that morning glory is huge. Enjoy the texture of the flower, how differently everything looks and sounds so close. I'd love to read your experiences with this. Mine is right below the picture. :)
I shrank myself down (in my mind) to the size of a grain of rice. I walked over to the white inner center of the morning glory and looked down. And down. And down. It looked like it fell away forever. But I felt brave in my new size, took a seat, gave myself a little push and wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeew all the way to the bottom!
Getting out was harder than getting in. A hummingbird nearly stabbed me to death. Finally a pretty white butterfly came along and gently lifted me out with it's tongue.
What an adventure! What was it like for you?
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