My Name is Interpol

CigarsLast night, I was visited by a group of extraterrestrials from another dimension. Their lead identified himself as Interpol.  He said his name means “communication.”  At the time of their visit I was stricken with sleep paralysis and therefore stuck in limbo in between worlds.  I could clearly see them standing by my bed partially materialized. They then took me on a journey to their world.  There I met a friend whom I refer to as Ben. We walked along their streets and sat in a tiny cabaret.  I noticed how everything was so crisp and clean. It was dark out and a moon was hovering closely in the night sky. I felt a bit uncomfortable in their world.  We spoke at length about the things we like to do. We both mentioned how we both enjoy a good smoke. 

 

He noticed I was uncomfortable so he asked if there was something I needed.  I asked him if we could go outside; out in the open air to walk again. He agreed.  Before stepping out in the open there was a display window in the cabaret with various after dinner items.  One of the items was a box which had three cigars.  I instinctively reached for one of the three cigars.  He reached for the second one.  I then offered him mine as a gesture of my appreciation.  We both smoked off the same cigar. 

 

We then found ourselves in an open pasture that belonged to a nursery for plants. The caretaker gave me a box with a hundred dollar bill in it and a certificate of ownership and deed to the property.  He said it was for me.  This was my inheritance he said.  I was overwhelmed at the gestures.  I knew this was everything I ever wanted.  I knelt on the ground to see and smell how fertile the soil was. When I kelt I noticed there was a path, a road that lead from my new property to the moon.  It was an incredible sight.  In disbelief, I stood up and noticed in the sky a red light coming toward us.  I knew this was the beacon for the mother ship.  I looked squarely into the light waving my arms over my head to flag the ship down. 

 

The entire ship came in closer as it materialized fully in the night sky.  I assisted it in landing on my new property.  I could clearly see all the details of the ship.  I was asked if I could smell their ship as if it smelled bad but I could not smell anything unpleasant. They then came out of the craft to greet me standing beside my bed.

 

My awareness came full circle again back to the now.  My name is Interpol he said it means communication. He then took me on another journey to see the school where I had received my education.  There I ran into an old friend named Mary.  We reminisced about her wedding where we were in the presence of our mutual friends.  I was carrying a backpack at the time with school supplies.  I was responsible for assisting with registrations at the school.  

 

My awareness came full circle again back to the now.  My name is Interpol he said.  

 

The whole night I could not move.  I couldn’t even move to grab my voice recorder so what I did is I kept repeating the details of the dream in my mind so that I would not forget.  It also helped that I needed to pee but I couldn’t get up for that either.  

 

The first unusual thing that caught my attention was his name, Interpol.  I had never even heard of it until I looked it up in Wikipedia.

 

INTERPOLINTERPOL is the world’s largest police organization. INTERPOL’s mission is to assist law enforcement agencies in each of its 186 member countries to combat all forms of transnational crime.  Its six areas of priority are: drugs and criminal organizations, public safety and terrorism, financial and high tech crimes, trafficking of human beings, corruption, and fugitives.

 

The second thing was the cigars and the issue of smoking.  I don’t smoke cigars or cigarettes.  Somehow I equate the smoke with peace, harmony and tranquility.

 

Cigars are often smoked to celebrate special occasion: the birth of a child, a graduation, a big sale.

Smoky Truth

FireplaceLast night I had a dream where I am retelling my dream.  I am walking down my street that my house is on.  I stop to look at the beautiful landscape and the clear blue sky.  I notice the sky is too perfect and I become aware that I am dreaming.  Since I am retelling my dream I tell those with me that everything I see here even in it’s perfect appearance is an illusion. But then something catches my eye.  The neighbor’s house has changed.  It is bigger than before. My house does boarder their house.  I walk by the two houses twice to try to figure out how it could have changed.  Somehow I know this is not an illusion.  The homes are real.  

 

Now inside my house I pass by a tiled fireplace and something catches my eye in the reflection of the tile.  In the tiles reflection I can see the truth.   I can see who is actually in the room.  I can see both the physical and those invisible beings from other dimensions.  I am amazed.  I confront the other worldly beings those who are otherwise invisible except when reflected.  I show them that I am not afraid.  They are beautiful to look at.  I play and dance with them. 

 

My ex Michael comes over but he cannot see them. He is happy to see me, so happy that he has alas found me.  I too am happy to see him.  He stands out on the front porch to have a smoke.  While out there the other dimensional beings over hear him saying how much he still loves and wants to be with me.  They share this secret with me. 

A Game of Hide and Seek

Northern LightsLast night as I lay in bed I began to meditate.  I immediately started seeing a depth of vision within my third eye as if I was lying on a table within a large empty room.  I could see beautiful bright blue lights panning back and forth in a spiraling motion.  The lights and depth of perception were so vivid and intense which is very uncommon for this early stage of meditation.  I had just shut my eyes.  I decided to open them again to see if what I was seeing was within me or outside of me. 

 

I opened my eyes as the lights intensified.  I could now see them both with my eyes open and with my eyes closed.  Except now the phenomena was supper imposed upon my bedroom.  Beside me were standing 3 beings that I could barely make out.  I carefully looked around the room knowing wherever there is such lights beings are normally present.  They were 3 completely etheric being that stood immediately to my left.  They were each about 4 ½ feet tall. I could see completely through them yet I know they were there because I could see the vibratory signature of their energy.   I held out the palm of my left hand to them right side up in a welcoming gesture. The one next to me reached out and as she did a vortex of light came streaming from here as she reached and placed her palm in mine. As she moved her essence seemed to be electrified and magnetized by the movement and the interaction with my aura which I could now clearly see.  Her energy was a deep burgundy maroon in color.  She held my hand for a few minutes.  Vortexes opened up in front of the other two which then connected to the energy of my aura.  I could see into these light filled vortexes.  The light so excited completely filled my bedroom.  The one who held my hand telepathically suggested that I close my close my eyes and meditate. 

 

I promptly responded to her request by closing my eyes.  I was now in another room, a place on a different plane of existence.  I could clearly see them walking around me examining me from above.  I could see their shadows move against the wall.  I could see them only as shadows.  In there shadows, I could make out their form. Although humanoid they were significantly different from me.  They were however completely benevolent.   I could tell this because I felt their energy.  I had connected to their auras and I knew them and their intentions.  They have allowed me to see a little more of them each time and with each time understand why they are here and what my roll is in all the change that is about to sweep our globe. 

 

I then fell asleep and had dreams about them all night long.  I kept trying to get at them because they like to hide in the dreams.  It was an all night game of hid and seek.  I never tired of looking for them and I always found them.  I would have them for a minute and then they’d get away from me again.  At one point in the early morning, I nearly had them cornered under my bed sheets. As I went to grab him he slide out onto the floor next to the closet door beside my bed.  I slid out of the bed with him the act of sliding woke me up.  I was sitting there looking at him and my closet door for about two minutes before I had realized where I was.  He instantly vanished.