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Last night I received a gift that gives me hope for the future of the human race on this planet. I met someone new at meditation group. Watching this person meditate and seeing how deeply affected she was buoyed, my spirit. I listened to her explain how she wanted to be angry after we were done, because other people started to talk about five minutes after we finished. She could feel the experience start to slip away from her. She wanted to hold on it to it.

This new member didn’t want to talk about it at first. It took a while before she opened up about what she saw and felt. I think it was the first time she had ever tried meditation. She described beautiful colors and emotions, different ones for each chakra. She said, “I didn’t know that was supposed to happen. You didn’t tell me that would happen.”

Of course experiences during meditation are different for everyone. They can be visual, auditory, and even taste oriented. They can be feelings or emotions. In fact, most meditations don’t lead to any experiences.

By me not telling this person something could happen, she had no expectation that something would happen. And by not having an expectation, the experience happened. Expecting something to happen during mediation is a sure way to prevent the experience from happening. Some people take months or years to reach the point where they start have experiences. For a lucky few, things happen right away. Some people actually have such strong expectations they literally have to give up, even though they continue to meditation, and come to expect that nothing will ever happen before they have a breakthrough and experience something.

The group was small and my wife was there as well, so the energy was flowing and very upbeat. Our new meditator later confided to my wife that she cried the whole time. She didn’t know why, because she wasn’t sad, but she did. I think on some level, she knew she had found something she was meant to do. During our discussion she asked, “What books can I read to learn more about this?” And “What will happen to me when I have to go back to school in the fall and can’t be part of this group?”

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I read a book about two years ago by a journalist that took a year of his life and toured the country to research expanding consciousness and compare different spiritual schools. I don’t’ remember the title of the book. In one of the first chapters he took a drawing class where the book “Drawing from the Right Side of the Brain” was used. I think the journalist went to learn directly from the author of the drawing book. One concept from the book he talked about was “negative space”. For example, draw a chair but drawing what is not there instead of what is there.

After reading about negative space, I went to Las Vegas for work. It was race week so all of the less expensive hotels were full and my colleague and I had to stay downtown on the strip.

One night we had dinner at Paris, Las Vegas. Earlier we had viewed some impressionist art on display. While waiting for dinner to arrive, my friend was enjoying a glass of wine and soaking up the atmosphere. We weren’t talking, just relaxing and observing. The place was decorated in a very impressionistic style of color and lighting, very soft and warm, and a little blurry.

As I focused on the colors and vastness of the indoor restaurants and shopping areas, my consciousness began to shift. I thought of negative space. I focused on the space between my eyes and the objects I was observing. The air began to get thick. It took on a weight, a feeling of its own… a feeling of space, a frequency. Time began to pass differently… to slow. When my friend finally talked, it felt like each sentence took minutes for him to utter aloud.

I think the mix of people, impressionism, space, negative space, and soft lighting caused me to shift to state of mind called the In-Between. I don’t know why this state is called the In-Between. Perhaps because you are in between being human and being connected to God. I have never found any other spiritual teachers that talk about this state of mind. I only know about it because of the class “The In-Between”. Eventually the meal arrived and eating caused me to ground back down. But this was one of the first times I began to delve into the spiritual meaning of frequency.

It was also on this trip that I began to appreciate impressionism for the first time. I realized that the Gaia mind was using the artists to partially convey on canvas what the world looked like from an In-Between state.

Here is a series of 3 photos of my daughter and I from yesterday.  We are getting ready to take a walk.  The series of 3 photos were taken about 20 seconds apart.  After the second photo, my wife noticed the orbs on the camera, and took a third photo to see if they would show up again.

Picture 1.

Picture 2.

Picture 3.

Here is an email from my friend about the sequence of photos:

When I look at those pictures, I feel your heart chakra energy in my chest center quite strongly in the second picture but very little to no at all in the first and third pictures.  I think that it was what you were broadcasting that opened the door for those orbs.  Nice job!  (Maybe something to experiment with sometime…)

I was only smiling in the second photo.  Like my friend said, I believe my smile led to changes in the state of my consciousness that caused me to broadcast love from my heart chakra.

If you plan on trying this at home, be sure to use the flash on your camera.

See the orb zone website for more iformation.  While most orbs are dust and pollen, I don’t believe that ALL orbs are caused by dust in the “orb zone” of the 35 mm or digital camera.  The time stamps on Photos 1, 2 and 3 are 4:26:52 PM, 4:27:02 PM and 4:27:23 PM respectively, taken from my digital cameras time stamp.  It is possible that dust would not be in the zone, then 10 seconds later be present, and finally gone in the next 21 seconds.

I do believe that orbs are sometimes present when spiritual people are around.  The stronger the energy and the more the person is projecting that energy, the more likely the orbs.  My wife has around 200 images from here week at the Mt. Hood cabin.  Eric Pepin was present for parts of two days and the only photos with orbs are the photos taken when Eric was present.

Here is a closeup of the orbs in picture 2 from above, cropped but un-edited:

Close-up

A final fascinating thing that seems to hold true in all of the pictures I have with orbs is that there is almost always two distinct sizes.  A larger size that would be approximately the same size as a grapefruit and a smaller size about the size of a tangerine.  There doesn’t seem to be sizes in between, larger, or smaller.  Another argument against the dust theory.

Oct 10, 2008. My eyes closed with orbs

A Science Fiction book I recently read described something the author called the “supreme meme”. Paraphrasing, the supreme meme was described as the experience would you have to have in your life such that you would live your life over and not change one single detail. Even the bad/painful/stupid actions and experiences… Because if one detail was changed, the outcome might not be the same, you might miss that experience.

In my mind I replaced the word experience in the above description with the words level of consciousness…

In the past, some part of me has always thought or felt that if I had only been closer to Eric Pepin/Higher Balance/Portland that my life would have been better. That I would have reached a higher level of consciousness at this point in my life. Now I have now reached a level of completeness in my life… my own supreme meme. I have sufficiently expanded my own consciousness enough to have a level of satisfaction. I would no longer go back and change my life if I could… because the smallest change in my life up to now might not lead to this exact same spot… Eric Pepin and I might pass by each other… like two ships in the fog… never seeing each other.

One of the keys to my own progress and development has been the amount of time I have got to spend around Eric. I have been lucky enough to see Eric at three previous Higher Balance retreats and twice have had one-on-one time with Eric. I have been truly blessed. It hasn’t been a lot in terms of total number of hours, but it has been enough. I no longer wish that things had been different in my life and I had been one of Eric’s personal students. What I have had has been enough for me…

There was a new arrival in our house this weekend. My wife gave birth to a baby girl on Sunday morning. The mother and baby are at home now and doing great. We already have one daughter, who is adopted. This was the first time we have done this “the old-fashioned way”.

This has been a very interesting summer at my house. I will try to keep the narrative in order as much as possible. It all started about four months ago. My wife went to a Higher Balance Mt. Hood retreat while I stayed home with our daughter. Eric Pepin came to the cabin and recorded the Higher Balance class Eyes Wide Shut. My wife called me an hour before the event started to tell me Eric was on the way to the cabin, but she didn’t that Eric planned to teach a class.

About two hours later, after putting my daughter to bed, I sat down in my meditation spot with the lights turned down and no headphones or music. I started by thinking about my wife and Mt. Hood the cabin even though I hadn’t yet ever been to the Mt. Hood cabin. Then I let myself go to a place of non-thought. After about 15 minutes, it felt like I was at a cabin, the cabin. I couldn’t hear the words or see the people, but I tuned in and recognized the frequency of most of the people who were there.

My wife said during the class that the new baby was really excited and kept punching and kicking her during the entire class. A Higher Balance coach told my wife after the class was over that the new baby was being programmed on a cellular level. My wife later realized that the new baby learned and began to recognize Eric Pepin’s voice before she was born. The new baby would have the same reaction whenever my listen to a class from HB.

Briefly skipping ahead, I had a strange sense of deja vu many times while listening to the class Eyes Wide Shut. Like I had already received this training but had forgotten. A Higher Balance coach told me on the phone a few weeks after the class was recorded that when he looked at my wife, at one point he saw my frequency right next to her. This last week I finally got to the last 2 DVDs of Eyes Wide Shut. And on DVD, much to my surprise, Eric says, “and right on queue, Steve is tuning in.” Further confirmation of my experience. Having confirmation always help break down the governor, the mechanism in the brain that tells us what is possible and what is not.

The next day after recording Eyes Wide Shut my wife had a one-on-one with Eric and he told her some interesting things including the new baby would be “special”, he wanted to meet her when she arrived, and most of the child care duties would fall to my wife.

Then just before the current Eric Pepin trek across America I was asked to arrange an event at my house and an event out in town. This led to me spending several hours at the local Unity Church and attending a Sunday service there. The speaker that weekend was Shirley Scott, an animal communicator (pet psychic).

After the service Shirley stayed and continued to do readings for pets and I stayed to make contacts with people from the church. I singed up to have a booth at the upcoming holistic fair to attempt to sell HB products. Shirley and my wife and I were the last ones there. Diane and I then decided to go home and get our problem Golden Retriever and get a reading from Shirley. Shirley said the dog didn’t have to be present for the reading, but I wanted to watch her work in person.

Eric talks on Mind Touch about how a powerful psychic could “fix” someone’s future by overwriting their energy. And that Eric doesn’t do psychic readings anymore for that reason. I normally wouldn’t go to a psychic for this reason. But I didn’t think it would hurt to have a reading on my dog. Shirley said my dog wasn’t happy at our house and wanted to live in on a farm in a home with a teenage boy. Making a long story short, our dog ended up a week later being very, very happy living on a farm as a working dog with a teenage boy.

For the next few weeks, I worked nights and weekends to prepare HB materials to hand out at the holistic fair. When the holistic fair day arrived, it was bitter cold day and I had booth outside right next to Shirley. There wasn’t interest from very many people in HB stuff that day but the people who were interested often stayed for an hour or more and also came back several times. I handed out free HB material that day and I also got to watch Shirley work during the slow times. She always had people and animals waiting in line for readings.

At one point I ended up in a group of psychics talking shop. One of my realizations was that with my training and skill, I could work with a psychic and make them better. At the end of the day I was so impressed with the work Shirley did with people and animals that my wife and I both sat for short readings.

Shirley told me some interesting things that paralleled things Eric Pepin had told me at a Mt. Hood one-on-one the month before. Shirley said I have an opportunity right now to start a business and to become a coach. That right now I give too much, and I need to create limits and balance between work/family/training of others. Also when I don’t charge for my work, it allows people undervalue the knowledge I have to offer.

Shirley told my wife that the baby would be born in one week (she was), wouldn’t speak until she was three or four but would communicate telepathically, and we might have to home school her because she would be ready for first grade at age four. She also told my wife that the baby would be a very powerful healer and the soul was already following my wife around. And the final thing she told my wife was that for a few years, it would largely be her job to keep me grounded and be the business manager for me, making sure I charged people, and raising our children to fulfill their destiny.

I should have realized something was up when I woke up this last Saturday morning. My wife smelled different and I told her so. I also told her I didn’t think it was a real smell but a chemical change in her blood that presented itself to me through my sense of smell. It reminded me strongly of previously assimilating a coyote and paying attention to mix between a coyote’s sense of taste and smell. I had a feeling then that animals knew when they were going to give birth through this same mechanism.

That day I had to drive two hours away to help a friend move. When I returned home 12 hours later, tired and sore, my wife informed me that she had been in labor for 3 hours already. A few hours later the contractions got very close together and we had to go the hospital.

I wasn’t really able to work on spiritual or psychic level in the hospital. I was just too tired and my back hurt too badly. A couple of times, I closed my eyes and saw the white flashes of energy moving through the room, maybe souls or entities, I don’t know. One time I lay down on the couch and closed my eyes. I was able to reach a very light level of sleep and monitor the events in the room at the same time for about an hour. That was a cool experience that was new to me.

My wife said later she did use her HB training a couple of times to handle the pain and to make physical changes to her body. I tried to watch for the energy or the aura when the baby crowned, but after 24 hours on my feet, I wasn’t able to see or tune into the soul entering the body.

I was having lunch at the park today with my wife and daughter. In was a beautiful sunny day and the heat of summer is now behind us. As we were eating and talking, I began to wonder if I could see auras on the trees surrounding us. The sun was glinting off the leaves creating a magical fairy land out the city I live in. I was perfectly at peace.

Seeing auras is often one of the first things taught to new spiritual students. You can learn to see auras on your own by reading “How to See the Aura in Five Minutes”.

It is one of the best ways to show someone something they can perceive that is outside of normal reality. Most people can learn to do it very quickly. And the more you practice the better you get. I know someone who worked on seeing auras everyday for three hours for three months.

I have on occasion seen auras on trees, fence posts and the planet but I have never been able to see them at will. Just when random chance causes me to hit the perfect state of mind. But today I had a feeling that I now I could see them at will. A new key had been added to my spiritual key chain.

While I was conversing with my wife, I found a tree truck nearby that had a bright white wall in the distance behind it. The sun was reflecting off the white wall creating great contrast with the bark. I now know that the eyes are not used for seeing auras, but that sixth sense data is overlaid with the visual data from the eye creating a composite. So focusing harder with your eyes doesn’t bring the aura more into view. In fact it is almost the reverse process, relaxing your eyes so that the data can come through.

Remaining in a state of non-thought is also required. While my eyes were watching the space around the tree, I had to move my awareness into the space around tree. It’s almost like my energy field reached out to experience the energy field around the tree. And since I was also looking with my eyes, BANG, the aura appeared. To me it felt like assimilating the energy field around the tree.

And as I moved inside the aura, data began to flow from the tree’s energy field to my consciousness. The data was causing my consciousness to shift to a higher state, a meditative like state. Eventually I had to bring my consciousness back down so I could continue to talk with my wife, but now I know I can recreate this experience anytime I want. The universe has given me another profound gift to be forever grateful for.

Another story from the Higher Balance Mt. Hood retreat. Thursday night our instructor held class in downtown Portland. The schedule had been thrown off that day so we didn’t meet up until around 8:15 pm in front of the Portland Art Museum. Our instructor explained a bit about remote viewing and then told us we were going to play a game called Remote Viewing tag. The whole explanation plus the rules probably took less than ten minutes. I think our instructor didn’t want to over explain and cause us to think about it to much.

The rules are simple. Pair up, each person with a cell phone. One person is the “sender” to start, and the other person the “receiver”. The sender finds a location in town that had some interesting aspects. Then the sender calls the receiver and tells him “ready” and hangs up. The receiver goes into the zone, tunes into the sender, and tries to perceive what ever is around him or her. The receiver basically writes down whatever pops into his or her head. After five minutes or so, the receiver calls the sender and relays each piece of information. The sender compares the information to his local and rates each piece of information as a “hit” or a “miss”. Then switch roles and repeat.

We had an hour for the first round and told us to meet at Starbucks in Pioneer Square after an hour. Tom and I were paired up and the instructor loaned his cell phone to Tom. I had played around with more formal Remote Viewing before but this was different. Tom agreed to be the sender first. When Tom found a spot he called and reported, “Ready.”

I sat down, relaxed, did some deep breathing, and went into the zone. Then I sent my awareness out to search for Tom. I thought I could sense him, but I never really know. Then imagined my awareness moving out in front of him. A feeling popped into my mind that felt like a street, so on the back of my map, I sketched a picture and wrote down “street - front”. The act of writing down the words kicked me back out of the right state of mind, so I had to go back in. When I thought I sensed Tom again, I had an intention to move in front of him and move slowly to his left. Now I had the feeling of a tall brick building, so I stopped and wrote down “tall brick bldg – left”. Each time the act of articulating the words and writing them down, pulled me back and I had to re-establish the connection. Next I sensed a small patch of grass to Tom’s left. Then I sensed a big building behind Tom. Finally after moving my awareness completely around Tom in counter-clockwise circle, I sensed a parking meter to his right. And I wrote that down. I ended up with a picture looking down on Tom from above with words labeling the objects. The whole process lasted about five minutes.

I had no idea at this point if my data was good or my imagination. But things just kept appearing in my brain, as if from nowhere. Of course it’s not a big stretch for my imagination to guess, “Tall brick building” in downtown Portland, but to place it on Tom’s left adds more specificity.

I called Tom and started reading from my notes. After I relayed each piece of information, Tom said “hit”. Tom rated all five as hits. He was amazed and so was I. Then it was my turn to be sender.

My next turn as receiver included, “vertical pole – right”, “big blue round ball – front”, “stones – underfoot”, “white block – left”, “open – behind” and “concrete bldg – right” and included a top view drawing. This time I could tell that I was getting actually data because I could identify the feeling now. I was also getting better at moving my point of awareness around Tom. This time Tom rated me as six hits of six.

Then it was Tom’s turn again. On my last turn as receiver I knew I was going to have to remain in non-thought. Otherwise the fact that I hadn’t missed yet would cause my brain to step in and spoil the data. I had the following data: “octagon shape – on ground in front”, “octagon is brass”, “brass wide edge”, “picture inside brass”, “red stones – surround brass”, “curb – right”, and “large glass window in bldg – right”. Tom assigned all seven as hits, but listening to Tom on the phone, I would have only assigned five. The octagon was a round brass bowl with bushes inside. The interesting part is Tom was hiding inside the brass bowl under the bushes and trying to “scramble his frequency” to mess me up.

An interesting class and a good way to expand my governor about what is possible and what is real. Another life changing experience for me. I will be forever grateful to the universe for this experience.

Today I had an interesting experience at the end of a really great meditation. Most days at work, I close the door to my office and meditate during lunchtime. This usually works really well and it makes me refreshed and a better employee in the afternoon. And since I don’t get that many visitors to my office, it also keeps the energy there really strong and upbeat. And this in turn leads to more good meditations.

I started my meditation a few minutes late today. Usually, if I am a few minutes late, I skip my meditation. Because then I won’t be done when lunch is over in a half hour. After starting late, my meditation went a little long because I was using new music from Carbon Based Lifeforms. Not yet familiar with the length of the songs. Also I was in a really deep place, and I didn’t really want to come back. I was enjoying a few minutes of much needed clarity in my life.

When I reached my mind chakra, my consciousness shifted even more. It was a very profound state. I don’t get interrupted that often, but if I do it causes me to jump. The surprise of getting slammed back into my body from wherever I am. But today wasn’t that way. And near the time when my end-of-meditation built-in alarm clock goes off, I felt a hand moving through my energy field. I sensed it was reaching for my shoulder.

So I was able to down shift and come back to waking consciousness. Then after a few seconds, I felt a hand touch my shoulder. I opened my eyes and turned around. No surprise for me, no jumping through the ceiling. A great ending and another interesting experience.

Everyday I am thankful that I found spirituality in this lifetime. And even more so that I found Eric Pepin and Higher Balance. There are many other spiritual schools out there with very advanced people leading them, but none are at the same level. Having the opportunity to occasionally be around a type of being that shouldn’t even exist in this dimension is mind blowing. And this is a feeling I have every day even though I have only been around Eric twice in the last two years.

At the January 2007 Higher Balance retreat in Kalani Hawaii, I had some remarkable experiences. And after getting home and reflecting on the things that I had experienced, I realized that I had added meaning to words that spiritual teachers use, but I did not fully understand. I did not yet have the experiences behind the words.

How do I put into words… the things I have experienced and the changes that have happened?

There is always talk about multi-dimensional consciousness. I have never spent time thinking about it because it never had any meaning for me. I could not even conceive of what it might be. This last week in Hawaii I experienced a brief moment of tuning into dimensional information during the dimensional portal class. It was an ah ha moment for me.

Now I am starting to hear the tones and see auras. I am starting to identify thoughts I have that did not originate with me. I am starting to understand how I send my energy to other people in my life. I now feel a closer connection to my emotions. I feel like I just experienced a pivotal point in my life. Now up to me take advantage of this new found opportunity before it fades.

When I hugged my Star Reach Academy coach after the retreat was over, it was very emotional for me. I felt a connection… a feeling in my chest… a pain, a love, the suffering, the joy, an acknowledgment, an understanding… But this feeling transcended words, it was much more spiritual than to a normal human emotion. It hit my chest hard, like an internal emotional version of Mind Storm. I savor this moment. I am trying to fly-fish now instead of just casting a net…

To me, the synchronicity of that week defies words. Even now I can breathe with the Force, with purpose… and move my hands in that way and re-creates an internal emotion, a feeling… from this last week. It feels so good. I want to sing, to dance, to blast the music, to be ALIVE, to commune with the Universe…

So many things I have experienced and I have not let myself really, truly deep down experience. Music… My expectations… of what I thought spiritual should be kept me from deeper understanding. I used to have this bond with music, hundreds of CDs from dozens of genres, but only one song here, one song there, the ones that spoke to me. I stopped doing this. I forgot music. I have been listening to talk radio or Eric Pepin or to the silence. Now I am full of this rekindled love from my youth.

Thoughts that are not my own… The Ties that Bind… High Guard… I did not understand. I thought energy was structural. I thought I could only feel it with my hands. I thought I could only move it with my hands. It is so much more. Ten thousand strands of webbing connect us. The webbing is inside of us. We think we are separate from the webbing, that we only exist inside our skin. We exist out there, we are the webbing. There is no spider, just webbing.

Hawaii loosened the connection to our bodies, and loosened the hold the matrix has on us. I got angry this week because someone next to me got angry. I got sick this week because someone in my life was sick and they felt intense pain. I had that illness and I had immunity. I recreated this sickness in me… through sympathy, through empathy.

I have to separate from from the spider web of life. I have to create a spider. I have to become a spider. I have to pick and choose the webs I stand on.

It wasn’t yet fall, but summer was over. I was walking on a footpath near the river. The sun was low in the evening sky, cutting a swath across the river. The sunlight glinted off the leaves of the trees. The leaves had not yet started to change color, but the feeling in the air was one last surge of energy before things start to change, to pull back in anticipation of winter.

My feet struck the path slowly, almost deliberately, creating a sort of heart beat. My breathing had slowed, almost stopped, but I wasn’t really aware of it. My thought had vanished like that summer’s heat, now only a memory. I wasn’t really paying attention to the world with sight, but with feeling… and with sound. The distant buzz of a boat on the river. The water quietly lapping at the banks of the shore.

And then I was compelled to reach out and touch the leaf of a tree. That touch was the sling-shot that moved me beyond normal states of consciousness to an in between place. My psychic sense was now calibrated to the frequency of that tree. I had “tuned in” to that tree.

I continued to walk and touch the trees. Each individual tree of a species “felt” similar from an energetic standpoint, but each tree also was totally unique in some way. And as I touched different species of trees, I keyed into a different frequency, a different feeling. Eventually I no longer had to physically touch the trees to “connect”, I just had to focus on the new tree. It was if I had an arm made of energy that could reach out and touch the trees for me.

An hour or two later, my thoughts returned, my energy retracted, and I returned from this state of mind; blessed by the Universe, thankful for my experience, refreshed and ready to serve God once again.

Some things that I have learned from Eric Pepin, in my own words. Of course any errors or omissions are attributable to me and me alone.

• Every person has a unique psychic “feel” to them. This feeling is often called a frequency, like a radio station 102.9, 94.6, etc. If you know someone’s frequency you can “tune in” to that frequency no matter where they are in the world.
• But on a deeper level you could say that people are a collection of smaller frequencies that come together to create a composite frequency; a summary of experiences, thoughts, and the different aspects of our personalities or roles we play in our lives.
• And as every person is a collection of frequencies that creates the whole, humans all contribute to create a feeling or frequency of humanity.
• Animals also have specific frequencies. Each species has an individual psychic signature. And each animal in that species also has a more specific frequency unique to that animal. Plants and inanimate objects follow the same patterns.