Spirit Guides

Destiny is a curious thing. Guides are even curiouser. I learned about both in a most peculiar way.

It happened during a strange period in 1988. The divorce was final but the separation wasn't. In fact, a reconcilia­tion was well underway, so my ex-husband slept in the room, unaware of the brown-robed strang­ers visiting in the night, bearing stone tablets con­taining ancient mysteries and secrets, sojourners from another place, another time, my teachers during a past life, perhaps?

For four months, while I was writing a book about universal secrets, these ``tutors,'' every so often, came to me in the night, dressed in brown monks' robes. I never heard them speak nor saw their faces. They and the tablets were just there, and every night I'd fall asleep wondering what new lessons we'd learn before morn­ing. The tablets appeared to be marble or granite, the language unknown. In the morning I'd awaken, knowing things I had not known before.

The first time they visited I became aware of them by suddenly becoming conscious of myself as a separate self, asking, who are these guys? assuming they were male, but not seeing their faces. Then I realized I was standing in my bedroom, watching one part of myself sleeping soundly over there next to my ex-husband, while a second self sat in the corner facing a stone tablet. This third self, the one observing the action and asking the question, saw the four tutors standing behind the second self that was facing the stone tablet.

You couldn't call it a dream, nor could you call it an out of body experience. It was more like experiencing three bodies and two minds at one time. The experience of seeing myself split into three parts like that was almost more interesting than the fact that four monk-like entities were standing in my bedroom in the middle of the night.

My physical body was sound asleep. I could see it lying over there, so I have to assume that my conscious mind was asleep also. But the mind asking the questions was wide awake and I was aware of being in a body almost like the one that was sleeping. I have to assume this was the mental mind and mental body as described in the Edgar Cayce readings. If this is true, then the one over there in the corner, intently absorbing the writings on the stone, was the soul body and mind. Come to think of it, the soul body didn't appear all that different, except that the area of the bedroom where I was sleeping was darkened and the study corner was light. I say ``light'' instead of ``lit'' because I saw no in­strument, such as a candle or lamp, casting light. It was just light, as though the very nature of the activity cast its own light. That's a nice thought, anyway.

Cayce was pretty clear, once the read­ings are sorted out, on which body and mind is which and the roles they play. The body studying was the soul body, which becomes visible in lucid mo­ments of awareness of its relationship to the mental and physical bodies. The soul body is known in the readings as the physical level of spirit, as well as (by my count) 12 other names, The mind at work here is known in the readings as the mental level of spirit, or the soul mind. This level is interesting because the readings say this is the free-will mind of each individual soul and it chooses whether to be guided, it elects whether to be developed and by whom or what. In my case, it is very selective.

Consciousness of the soul mind usually occurs in meditation, and I recall that once in meditation I was approached at this level by some sort of entities or guides - I don't know what they were - but I remember declaring emphati­cally that if they wanted to help me they must never tell me their names or ask me to call them ``Master.'' In other words, I was having enough trouble with ego (described in the following paragraph) who lived one flight up (or down, as the case may be), and I wasn't about to accept any more de­mands being made on me at the soul level. Cayce said it is here where we choose whether to join with the Spiritual Spirit, where the Christ Pattern is im­printed. I figured if these entities repre­sented the Spiritual Spirit, they pretty much had their ego problems worked out and would serve me namelessly for as long as I needed to get over my fear at this level, which is where we can choose to banish ourselves or to be ``blotted out.'' This seems to be the ultimate level of choices. What we do here seems to matter more than any­thing else.

During the four months of study, the mental body manifested materially in those moments when the ego, the questioner, known in the readings as the mental level of mind, (also known as the subconscious, unconscious, underconscious, and the ``unconscious conscious'') needed to check out what was happening. The ego-self lives in the subconscious, between physical consciousness and soul consciousness. Preserving itself is its primary interest. The subconscious wanted to know who are these guys? To this level of mind, there is no past and future, only the present. Perceiving no threat, this mind must have relaxed because the only recall I have of its presence was when it was checking out the situation. This level of mind is the reactor, and it tries to maintain its authority. But it can learn new responses, and in this case, it evidently decided not to interfere and chose instead to interact with this unusual un-dreamlike occurrence.

The learning was taking place at such a deep level, often when I'd awaken it would be 5 a.m., and I'd already be sitting at my computer, making notes about what had been revealed. Sleep-typing?

It seemed that none of this could be new information, simply because there can be nothing new as it was all hand­ed down by God in the beginning. And I seemed an unlikely candidate to be breaking some of the ``news'' to the public. More probable, I'd studied these subjects before, and the tutors were just bringing me up to speed. I didn't know it then, but life as I had known it was ending and a new way of life was beginning, a life in which I'd need the information on which I was brushing up. My path was about to take a hard left, and I'd find myself in uncharted territory where I'd need these teach­ings to steer me safely through. I recall wondering if one of the monks was Phil.

Phil is a female monk who walked in on a toning note one afternoon while I was fooling around with toning after a workshop on the subject of toning. This was years before the divorce. She didn't tell me her name. I just knew it was Phil. She took one look at me, folded her arms in disgust, and said, ``I can't do a thing for you. You are stuck like a fly in a spider web.'' And she flung her arms outward to show me how I was plastered into position. ``Get yourself unstuck, then we'll see,'' she said. And she walked right back out on the note she walked in on. It was humiliating.

GEMATRIA

Many of the ancient mysteries lessons centered on the alchemical formula of integrating energies into one trans­formative cleansing fire, described in another book I wrote. None of the books I have written are currently in print, so I can write about them here without fear of my readers thinking I am trying to sell them something. I am now only interested in disseminating information I find both helpful and fascinating. But I digress.

All of the lessons centered on con­sciousness, even those less solemn, such as an ancient form of numerology that I didn't have a name for, but which turned out to be a revelatory game.

The tutors must have known they'd peaked my interest enough to investi­gate further, and the teachings are probably Kabbalistic, Hermetic in nature and have led me deeply into the study of Jewish and other forms of mysti­cism. The ancient form of numerology is Gematria, great fun, in addition to being invaluable in researching ancient secrets of consciousness. For instance, take the word river.

99459 = 36/9

river

Ordinary numerology would conclude that the word river is a 9, and nines signify endings, completions. But Ge­matria notes that the word river is composed of all 9s, but that one of the 9s is divided. (The 4 & the 5 = 9).

In the ancient texts, the word river denotes the historical consciousness of humankind, and the secret to trans­forming consciousness is discoverable by tracing the river of Eden. In the Garden of Eden one river of conscious­ness parted into four heads of con­sciousness, called Pison, Gihon, Hid­dekel, and Euphrates. The Euphrates represents a consciousness of bond­age, begging and beseeching. In the Book of Revelation, the Euphrates dries up, and the Kings of the East walk from a basis of power, with sovereign­ty, into the rising of the Light.

Anybody with a good concordance, a ``King James'', and a couple of days to kill can research it and come up with the same conclusion.

The next step in Gematria is to locate every word in the language that is also a 36/9, as words with the same vibra­tion are supposedly interchangeable. The tutors warned that unless all words are considered, conclusions may be erroneous, but that technology will soon make it possible to utilize the knowledge hidden within the vibrations of words.

Many of the secrets the tutors revealed were omitted from the book, simply because they were too unfamil­iar to me and had to be tried to see if they'd stand the test of time. But some of the lines in that book are straight from the tutors.

From Secrets of Spirit:

``In the same way an apple's seed is distinct from its peel, Spirit is distinct from soul.''

From Secrets of Jesus:

How did Jesus become the Master? It was the way he used his senses. Trying to be like him without using our physical senses is like trying to blow up half a balloon; it's an exer­cise in futility.

And so it went with the tutors. I wonder if I wrote another book if they would return. I miss them.