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Post by ~¤LilacSky¤~ on Feb 25, 2005 8:54:49 GMT -5
Hi everyone I think I will be having a question of the week for you all. so here go's the first one What is the most spiritual expereince you ever had?? oh and I here is a quiz for what kind of soul you are! thanks guys kelly.moranweb.com/quiz/soul/index.htm
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Post by blake on Feb 25, 2005 15:40:58 GMT -5
My soul type is "passionate". I guess that sounds about right.
My most spiritual experience ever? I guess it was probably my first 3 OBEs (which were all in the same day, one right after the other) just because that was what started it all:)
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Post by Lori on Feb 25, 2005 16:04:03 GMT -5
It says I am artistic, which I agree. I love to paint and play the guitar and I use to sit and draw for hours as a kid.
My most spiritual experience, hmmmm, probably the time I went to Big Bend National Park in west Texas with six of my pals. I had my first OBE there (as an adult) and it sparked my spiritual journey to bring me where I am at the moment.
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Post by Lady_Butterfly on Feb 25, 2005 17:01:03 GMT -5
Hiya Ronni! I took the quiz. I am a passionate person too! It was right on the money! I guess I haven't had a full OBE yet, so for now I'd have to say my most spiritual time for me was the birth of my two children. I knew then that I was needed....
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Post by ~¤LilacSky¤~ on Feb 25, 2005 17:01:59 GMT -5
hey guys, thanks for takeing that, yeah I got artistic too, which is correct, and the rest about me is right on also.
I have had many spiritual expereinces, but I must say for me was an obe or two, but not the first, since I didn't really understand what was happening for me, but I would say seeing my father in an obe was mine, since he died when I was young,around the age 9. I woke up to find myself laying in my body wide awake, looking through my eyelids, body asleep, I got up and walked in front of me where in reality two closets with sliding doors should have been but instead it was a translucent silvery type curtain. I reached through it and pulled myslef through to the other side of it, I was in a classroom, no windows, the lights were bright just like in real schools and my father was sitting at a desk, we did not say anything, a teacher was there sitting at her desk, she did not look up, but my dad did, and we just exchanged eyes, the feeling was a bit overwhelming, but it was more of a knowing rather than feeling, I got a bit scared, and I knew I just did not belong there, so I turned around and walked back through the curtain and layed back in my body and woke myself up. at the time I had a religious friend, and I called him to tell him what just happend, to me it was more like an assurance of life after death and a way of my dad saying its okay and we are at peace, since I never really knew him, and I always question death. so this expereince was very self changeing for me. I hope to hear everones in detail as well!! thanks
Ronni
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Post by crazycat on Feb 25, 2005 22:50:21 GMT -5
My soul type was 'passionate', which kind of surprised me, because I figured I would probably be 'artistic'.
As far as my most spiritual experience, the one were I was visited by the robed figure when I was barely pregnant with my second child and he told me what to eat throughout my pregnancy to make it go well, really stands out. But I think the 6 months I spent reading the bible night and day with what I felt was the spirit of Jesus teaching me was the most greatest. My OBE experiences are pale in comparison, but that first experience was most likely an OBE maybe, but my physical body did not stay in bed. My physical body went to the front door and opened it even though I was asleep or in a trance state. The robed figure was there when I opened the door and spoke to me. I may have been sleepwalking and dreaming at the same time. If it was just a dream, it was a re-ocurring one. For several weeks I would hear three knocks like: knock-knock -knock; knock- knock- knock; knock-knock-knock. I thought I was really hearing someone knocking on my door. By the time I got up and put my housecoat on and get to the door, no one would be there. That last time I didn't bother trying to get my housecoat on. I got right up and went straight to the door. I thought I was awake the whole time, but after the robed figure finished talking, I came out of sleep or trance or whatever it was and I was standing in the open door and no one was there any longer.
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Post by ~¤LilacSky¤~ on Feb 25, 2005 23:21:27 GMT -5
wow cc, that story gave me goose bumps, so do you think you know who the person was in the robe? perhaps a bilble prophet? thats interesting, so how long did it reaccur? and what made it stop? reaccuring dreams and obes are fascinating to me, since it is something deep within us that is striving for our attention, and it is usually very important to our spiritual growth. thanks cc for shareing your story.. passionate huh, well you do have some fire in you... Ronni
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Post by Sandy on Feb 26, 2005 5:22:18 GMT -5
Well............ I took that dum dum test. And it gave me my dum dum answer. Told me I'm logical, down to earth. Huh! Just cuz there weren't any questions there that fit me. I mean, it asked what I'd do for a poor cat lying in the street. What I'd do is, I'd call Crazy Cat to come see about that poor little beastie. But I wasn't given that option, so I said call the humane society. For that I'm supposed to be logical? Asked what I like to eat on Sunday. Didn't give me the option of going out for Chinese. So I said I don't care, just feed me. For that I'm supposed to be funny. suppose to remember *humor* in whatever job I look for. Asked where I'd most like be right then. Well, where I'd most like to be is riding through the 7 heavens on a unicorn. I mean, Mohammed did it on a white horse, I want to do it on a unicorn. Was I given that options? ? No!!! So I had to say in the mountains or on the beach, communing with nature. I guess that's what makes me down to earth. But I don't go to the beach to commune with the fishes and the turtles. I go to get in the water!!! ...People only come to me when they want logical answers. Cuz I don't tolerate drama queens. Well..... Not unless I can be one. Now I'd just love to be a drama queen. But no. I've gotta be this dull ole down to earth person. What's the most spiritual experience I ever had? I guess when I went to the beach and communed with the fishes and the turtles. Since I haven't found my unicorn yet.
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Post by Gav on Feb 26, 2005 7:05:13 GMT -5
According to the survey my soul type is passionate, but whilst I can be passionate, I don’t think the description it gave described me very well, well not all of it. To be fair though I had a problem finding the answers I would have liked to express to the questions that where offered, so perhaps I messed it up. I very much agree with Sandy (although Sandy explained it much more funnily!) that I had to answer certain questions the way the survey intended me for and then its final analysis may have been rather generic so as to apply to as many people as possible, at least a little. The most accurate description I have had of myself through an online survey was www.humanmetrics.com/cgi-win/JTypes2.aspSupaKat originally posted that on William Buhlmans forum so some of you may have seen it before. I think this one is much better thought out and deals with Jungian style psychological personality types, so a lot more input has gone into it, rather than just the opinion of the person who made the survey. I am an INFJ www.infj.org/infjcharacter.htmlMy most spiritual experience was possibly when I was 17. I was walking to the bus stop one night from my friend’s house, alone and on my way to my mothers. I had been a bit down for a month or so and was pondering many deep questions, such as I had done for years but now I was pondering very intently on the meaning of life. I was totally silent and absorbed in my thought and when I reached the bus stop it was dark, but the street lamp cast down a soft light to make the whole area seem quite calm and pleasant, I always appreciated waiting at this bus stop for that very reason. I kept throwing different ideas into my head, considering them and then dismissing them. I was all the way to the bus stop convinced that it had something to do with laughter as I could not find a good biological explanation for laughing, or a good one to dismiss it as a quotient to the meaning of life, after all laughter was a good thing right? (tickle torture excluded). It was when I stopped my internal dialog to consider the beauty of my location, I saw across the snow covered road to the street lamp, softly lighting an old brick bridge, covered in fresh soft snow and I considered how much I appreciated this location, and in fact how this was the only spot in town that I liked. That’s when it happened. A thought popped into my head that was not mine. It was one sentence, and it was the meaning or explanation of life. I recited the sentence in my mind after it had invaded my thoughts, as it was not clear to me immediately what it was and it then became clear to me what it was, very, very clear. I felt that I could have told this to anybody and they would have instantly understood what it was, I really believed that this one sentence would change peoples lives no matter what their situation, people who have had the most awful lives would just laugh when they heard it, and people would laugh with their enemies as conflict was pointless and crimes of the past where negated. The whole thing seemed like a joke, I wanted to laugh, it was amazing. I looked desperately around the floor for a stone or anything that I could use to mark down the sentence on the pavement in case I forgot it, but I could find nothing. I figured there was no way I would ever forget something so incredible and important and decided that I would tell the first person I saw. The bus arrived, I stood to the driver about to speak but my mind was blank, I paid to get on and sat down. No matter how hard I tried I could not remember that sentence, it had completely escaped my mind, but strangely I could remember every emotion, thought and feeling that I had about it, just not the words, or the message they portrayed. Never have I remembered it. I have tried through meditation, self-hypnotism, and NLP to name just a few methods. But I cannot recall it. It is as if the thought was removed from my memory the minute I decided I was going to pass it on, although still leaving all the associated feelings about it,. I over heard briefly once on a television show some famous actress speaking of a similar experience but her name escapes me. Kind Regards Gav
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Post by ~¤LilacSky¤~ on Feb 26, 2005 9:14:49 GMT -5
well Sandy sorry about that, its just a little quiz for fun, thats it.... Gav that was a strange expereince, I think sometimes when I get a thought in my head too remarkable to describle, but it all makes sence to me, it seems it escapes my mind as well somehow. Its like if we figure out too much we will just dissappear, haha,lol just kidding.
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Post by Sleepwalker on Feb 26, 2005 15:43:21 GMT -5
The test says I'm passionate. I disagreed at first, but after reading all of the descriptions of what a passionate person is like, I realized that they describe me to the T.
My most spiritual experience happened over a year ago, but less than two years; I can't quite remember when. I was sleeping in one morning and, lo and behold, I was in the special place where you separate from your body.
I separated and found myself in the middle of nowhere. It was all black and I felt like I would suffocate in there. I was spinning and had no sense of where I was or how to get out of the horrible place; no matter what commands I tried, I kept falling.
Then, in a last desperate attempt to get myself out of that place, I yelled, "Help me, God!" I swear to you on my grandmother's grave that I was immediately overcome with a warmth and sense of peace and calm. I stopped freaking out and the whole scene faded away, so I think I fell completely asleep.
I am Christian and I know that there are mixed beliefs among all of us here, but that is exactly what happened to me. That experience totally changed me.
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Post by crazycat on Feb 27, 2005 5:33:34 GMT -5
Ronni, I really don't know who are what the robed figure was. Their face was a blur, like no face. At the time I just thought maybe it was my guardin Angel or something. Weird walking awake kind of dream type thingy. I was not very religious or spiritual back then.
That occurance was the end of it.
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Post by Gav on Feb 27, 2005 6:01:44 GMT -5
Hi CrazyCat,
That’s a wild experience; there is certainly something about the recurring ones that ring a certain confirmation to me. I often question the experiences I have that only happen the once, but the ones that have a build up over a period of time seem to confirm with me better, I guess they have more opportunity to validate themselves.
Did you exchange any words with the robed figure? Or was it an emotional meeting when you finally met?
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Post by Gav on Feb 27, 2005 6:16:45 GMT -5
Hi Sleepwalker,
Cool experience.
It is good that an experience can change some body, open somebody’s eyes, or make them change their ways.
I wouldn’t describe myself as a Christian although I used to be one, but I can certainly relate to what a person feels when they experience a commune with god.
However we choose to explain the mechanism, or the energy in action, there is undoubtedly something out there (or in there) that answers people’s prayers.
I am glad you where touched by your experienced.
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Post by ~¤LilacSky¤~ on Feb 27, 2005 14:33:39 GMT -5
thanks everyone for shareing your expereinces, quite interesting all of them... I think that sometimes we all need to know that there is something else out there and that there is a God who is listening, and I think God resoponds to us in many differant ways in order for us to get the message that God is listening...
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Post by crazycat on Feb 27, 2005 22:22:26 GMT -5
Gav, I had just found out I was pregnant with my second child and was really worried because I had a lot of problems with my first pregnancy. I did want to have another child real bad though. The robed guy just more or less assured me that everything would go well with this pregnancy and he told me what to eat to help it to be better. It was such a long time ago to remember, but I don't remember spoken words. He just mentally exchanged the message to me. It happened so fast I don't remember if I said anything or not. I did sat in the chair all day spaced out wondering what the heck. I did follow the diet he suggested and everything went great. I never did even have one day of morning sickness. With my first daughter I had morning sickness the whole nine months. My emotion was that I was just very overwhelmed.
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Post by ~¤LilacSky¤~ on Feb 27, 2005 22:24:35 GMT -5
cc I wonder if it was your guide calming you, you must have been really worried about it... someone must have been watching out for you and your baby.
Ronni
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Post by blake on Feb 28, 2005 17:40:16 GMT -5
Gav, Maybe when you had that thought you were in a deeply relaxed state of mind. When I am in trance, or like half asleep, I can do things in my mind that I can't when I am awake. Maybe a sort of merging with the subconscious mind makes your mind stronger overall, but specifically, what I can do is compose music. Sometimes I just hear it, but I can also think it up at will. I hear songs that I have never heard before for sure, because they are usually classical and I never listen to that... they just come to me, but I hear them. I hear ALL the instruments working together and everything, and I have heard and dreamt up rock music too, but it is usually classical. And that seems kinda strange, because I only listen to metal/hard rock in my life. I have often thought that metal (metallica and megadeth which are the only real metal bands in my opinion) are arranged similarly to classical music with regards to the patterns and everything.
Anyways... I do not usually completely remember the music when I return to my normal state of mind, which is how your experience might be similar, but I can remember it when I make a conscious effort to, by like repeating it in my head as I awaken completely and then by keeping on repeating it for a while. I heard a musician say on the radio that he makes stuff up in that state, and I also heard keith richards say that that's how he got 'satisfaction'. I do not play any instruments, so I can't get 'em recorded or anything, but if I may say so, I think the songs are pretty good. I have thought about getting one of those computer composing programs but I don't know what to get or how much it'd be or how good it'd work.
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Post by Tommy on Mar 1, 2005 11:47:02 GMT -5
it said I am Passionate! Please don't tell my Rugby Team of my fellow former marines. They might laugh at me.
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Post by ~¤LilacSky¤~ on Mar 2, 2005 16:27:55 GMT -5
Blake wrote-
thats interesting, I find myself doing this as well, but I do play music so it makes sence to me, but I often play music in my dreams or other states that I have never heard before, and I try to recall it so I can try to play it on my guitar, but it rarely works out. Once I saw myself on tv playing an acoustic guitar and singing, it was just me, and It was my own music, I thought wow I really did it. I have my own theory that everyone has a song within them, and everyone has their own differant rythum and that everyone could make music if they wanted to, since it is within all of us.
Ronni
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