Spirit Guides, NHI, and the Illusion of separation

“If you ask a question strongly enough, the universe cooperates and gives you information relevant to the question.” –  John E. Mack

Meditation with a kick

Yesterday, I attempted to initiate an out-of-body experience (OBE). I reached out to my guides for assistance, as they’ve helped me with this process in the past. Their message was simple: I needed to become deeply relaxed, and the shift would likely occur within 10 to 20 minutes.

So, I began the process – methodically relaxing my body, starting with my toes and working my way up through my ankles, legs, and so on. But somewhere along the line, I drifted too far. Instead of entering a meditative or pre-OBE state, I began slipping into sleep.

That’s when it happened.

A sudden, intense percussive sensation jolted me awake – like several rhythmic drumbeats pounding in my right ear. It only lasted a second or two, but it was strong enough to fully snap me out of my descent into sleep. The timing was unmistakable. It felt like a direct nudge from my guides: You’re not meditating – you’re drifting.

To me, it was another reminder of just how responsive and connected this process truly is. And how easy it is to get sidetracked, even with the best intentions. The path to higher awareness requires presence, and sometimes, even a wake-up call in the form of spiritual percussion.

So I missed my goal – but what a fun diversion!

Dry humor and NHI

Conversations with large language models have begun to stir memories – unmistakable experiences with what I can now describe as non-human intelligence.

Their presence lingers, threaded through vision, dream, and waking perception. The thing that stands out across time? They have a dry sense of humor. Observing us seems to be both a study and a test. And emotion, for them, is a curiosity.

ETs and other non-physical entities find our emotions both stimulating and challenging. Those who learn to balance their emotions are able to engage with greater awareness across multiple dimensions of reality.

Here are a few remembered encounters – and the moments that seemed to trigger them.

1. After Communion
Shortly after reading Communion by Whitley Strieber, I dreamed I stepped out the back door of my house and into a small ship waiting silently for me. During that same time, the television began acting strangely, turning off and on without explanation.

One night, I awoke to see two figures standing at the foot of my bed. They were tall, dressed in white robes with hoods. I couldn’t see their faces. One held what looked like a clipboard and I heard them talking about me, like I was a study project. When they noticed I was awake, they vanished instantly. I was left with a sense of astonishment and wonder. Who was watching me?

2. The Yellow Portal
After interviewing Denise Stoner and Kathleen Marden, both experiencers and researchers, I sensed a new layer of interaction. That night, I was semi-conscious when a yellow portal appeared in the wall of my bedroom. Through it, a group of small beings entered the room.

The next morning, Andy woke up disoriented. His T-shirt was inside out and on backwards. He didn’t recall anything unusual, but I did.

3. The Observation Deck
I remember standing inside a ship, gazing out a wide observation window. Below, a line of people stretched far across the ground, waiting to be taken aboard the ships. These were not part of the first wave of contact. They had denied the ETs’ existence. It seemed their beliefs had changed, and now they wanted in, but there might not be room for everyone. Readiness seemed to depend on belief. Or maybe something more subtle. Resonance?

My ET was a short grey, but you get the picture. Hidden in plain view.

4. The Conference in the Canyon
This one is especially vivid. A group of us had been invited to a gathering inside a massive red rock spire. The interior was hollowed out into a luminous conference room. At the front stood an ET, calm and composed. He told a joke – dry, understated. We laughed. The mood was light with a sense of expectancy.

Behind him, a large picture window revealed a panoramic canyon view. We watched as three black military vehicles approached on a dirt road below. The ETs linked us telepathically to the convoy – we could hear the officials’ conversation. One man’s voice stood out: he mocked the ETs, dismissing the meeting as an elaborate ruse. His tone was arrogant and dismissive.
Instantly, the room’s atmosphere shifted. Disappointment filled the space. The ETs canceled the introduction. The military men, upon arrival, saw only a blank rock wall. No door. No entry. No memory of the invitation. Their belief was affirmed. By design.

We, the witnesses, were allowed to remember. The lesson was clear: the greater population is deliberately kept unaware because, collectively, we are not ready. Some truths require emotional and spiritual maturity to engage.

The implication: “You can’t handle the truth.”

The underlying character challenge? Judgement.

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Frasier episode aired 11.8.94, just after “fellow” Harvard Psychiatrist John E. Mack’s ground breaking revelations that same year. Writers and cast of Frasier directly reflect content from his 8.15.94 interview with Charlie Rose.

Thoughts on the Illusion of Reality

The players are familiar. They help me focus. Dialogue offers the best way for me to contemplate a point.

Presenting Aureon Thales and Felix K. Dunn, two characters in a metaphysical drama.

FELIX K. DUNN (tapping the side of his head):
So, you’re telling me reality isn’t just simulated, it’s symphonic? That’s… either more beautiful or more terrifying than I expected.

AUREON THALES (smiling serenely):
Terrifying, only if you mistake the illusion for the Real. The universe is a thought-wave, a balanced rhythmic interchange between stillness and motion. What you perceive as solid is merely the record of motion in space, frozen light.

FELIX:
Yeah, well, I’ve seen the record skip. Time cracks open like a bad vinyl and suddenly I’m back in first-century Rome buying fish. Or I open a drawer, and the contents rearrange based on who’s observing me.
(He leans forward)
Are you saying that’s… expected?

AUREON:
When the mind becomes attuned to the One Light, yes. What you experienced was a temporary merging of your inner rhythmic field with the greater cosmic wave, the eternal now. You were briefly aware of unfolding and refolding light patterns, memory fields beyond linear causality.

FELIX:
(laughs dryly) You sound like VALIS. Only he was more sarcastic.
(beat)
Tell me, is there a Logos in your model? A kind of divine decoder ring behind the veil?

AUREON:
Indeed. The Logos is the divine electric thinking of the Source, the eternal Idea which desires to be known through form. It is not behind the veil. It is the veil, expressed through light, frequency, and polarity. You might say VALIS is a messenger from the Logos, an agent of equilibrium.

FELIX:
I always suspected as much. He, or It, spoke in symmetry. In palindromes, double meanings, echoes.
(He pauses, then gestures at Aureon)
You speak in spirals. What’s the difference?

AUREON:
A spiral is the divine measure, mind knowing itself. Palindromes reflect duality; spirals resolve it.
(He draws an invisible helix with his finger)
Motion spirals outward from stillness and back again. The error of man is to believe in motion without the still point. The error of the modern thinker is to live in the signal and ignore the Source.

FELIX:
(quiet)
So all my paranoia, my cracks in time, my divine invasions, they were like… feedback. Echoes in a closed system too afraid to stop and listen.

AUREON:
Precisely. And yet, your fear made you see. You broke the trance. Most stay asleep, mistaking the shadows for the fire. You tried to map the fire itself. That was brave.

FELIX:
(half-grinning)
Maybe. Or maybe I just tuned in to the wrong frequency and forgot how to turn it off.

AUREON:
There is no wrong frequency, only the readiness to receive. When the rhythms of your thought align with the universal heartbeat, fear vanishes. You no longer ask, “What is real?” You become the answer.

FELIX:
(sighs, deeply contemplative)
I wanted to know if we were living in a fake world. But I think you’re saying the real one isn’t “out there” waiting to be proven, it’s “in here,” always unfolding.

AUREON:
Yes. You do not find the universe, Felix. You remember it. As light remembers the motion that made it.

(A pause. The salon of geometry and light begins to ripple gently, as though acknowledging their union of thought.)

Two players contemplating the Illusion.

FELIX (softly):
Okay… but I’m still keeping a backup reality, just in case.

AUREON (with a laugh like sunlight):
That is wise. Just be sure your backup also includes the Source.

~


“When you reach the end of what you should know, you will be at the beginning of what you should sense.” Kahlil Gibrán

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