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Higher Balance has a new class called “Ghost Hunter“. Ghost hunting is not for everybody and some people might want to know why would anyone want to see a ghost.

Ghost Hunter.

Spiritual people of all types work on things like meditation, consciousness, and energy. But no other spiritual schools are telling their students to hunt ghosts. I don’t know why that is but I do know we should hunt ghosts. The answer is relatively straight forward and simple. If you want to change how you think about death, seeing (and maybe interacting) with someone after they die would probably convince you that there is life after death. It is a very freeing thing to realize that you are not your body. You are an energy being wearing a physical body like clothes in this dimension.

Another positive factor about ghost hunting is that you need to do it in the dark and usually in places that could be described as “creepy.” This can lead to a certain amount the fear. The advantage to having a controllable amount of fear is that it amplifies your sixth sense. A hardwired response that probably was installed in primitive man to help with the survival of the species. Amplifying your sixth sense can help you find anomalies and determine what they actually are.

And finally ghost hunting takes some determination (just like meditation). You may have to visit a hundred so-called haunted sites to find one actual ghost. So good luck and happy hunting! I know this will boost your spirituality.

Most spiritual seekers I know have a deep desire for experiences. It’s as if our DNA has ancient knowledge that a profound experience will speed our development. So we attend retreats, travel to supernatural places and purchase classes on how to perform different techniques. Having experiences is critically important, but so is having the knowledge and framework to understand and interpret what has happened.

June 12, 2008. 3:30 PM. I was at a spiritual retreat with 6 other people taught by Eric Pepin. Eric had called the week “boot camp” because it’s raw and unfiltered. There weren’t any handlers or schedules. Nothing between us and Eric. We had just finished lunch after checking in to the Grand Lodge hotel in Forest Grove. The place was full of interesting art and intriguing energy.

The Grand Lodge at night.

After lunch Eric gave us a break for a few hours. It was the third day of the retreat and I was already having a hard time digesting and retaining all the information. So I went to my room to lie down (in the Lavender Lady room). The weather was perfect and the sun was out. The wind was blowing cool air in from the Pacific Ocean. The temperature was just right for pants or shorts. I opened the window to my room to let in the fresh air and laid down.

A sample room.

Eric mentioned at lunch he planned to go to the soaking pool during our break. It turned out the window of my room was just above the soaking pool. Several students followed Eric to the pool. I heard their voices as I closed my eyes. I didn’t follow their conversation until Eric asked, “Did anyone see that?”

The soaking pool.

My psychic sensory kicked into full scan mode. I didn’t immediately notice anything until I started tuning into the students in the pool. An anomaly had moved across the pool, something potentially from another dimension. My brain started digesting the answers while Eric quizzed each person about what they saw from their perspective. In my minds eye, a 3D view appeared; blue vertical lines with some small horizontal crosses at the middle surrounded by light clear aura moving above the water from one end of the pool to the other. I think I perceived an amalgamation of what the others saw.

6 PM. Later that evening we gathered on the front steps of the Grand Lodge for more training. We discussed anomalies, ghosts, entities, and energy beings. Eric told us we should use a term like anomaly for things when we first encounter something. We shouldn’t use the other terms until later when we have had a change to review and dissect the experience. (Remember: always come up with 3 possibilities before beginning to analyze.) We don’t want to tag something with a suggestive name before we know what it actually is.

Eric also revealed that entities from another dimension need a power source to stay in this dimension. And we are that power source, the people in close proximity to the energy being when it appears. The more energy (prana) we have, the longer the entity can stay. Our energy gives them metaphorical “clothes” here. But not in the same way someone “vampires” your energy. It’s more like a light on a fish hook. If we are the bait on the hook, the brighter we illuminate, the more reflected light there will be off any “fish” in the area.

11 PM. Dinner and teaching finished around 11 PM. Then I started my 2 hours of scanning homework. At one point I walked through a completely dark room in the lodge scanning for any interesting energy. Daryl was sitting in the dark and I didn’t notice. He even kicked the table so it slid across the floor but it didn’t actually make any noise so I didn’t notice. The next morning at breakfast everyone teased me for not noticing and being psychically dull. When Eric showed up and heard what happened, he explained that after 3 days of being around Daryl all hours of the day, my energy accepted his energy as part of the normal environment… and I was looking for unusual energies; things not normally part of the environment.

4 AM. McMenamins hints that the Lavender Lady room is haunted in the description of the artwork associated with the room from the McMenamins Grand Lodge walking tour.

The Lavender Lady, as painted in life-size scale by Myrna Yoder, fits the description a construction worker gave of the elderly woman he saw cross this hallway during McMenamins’ 1999-2000 renovation of the property. Months earlier, all of the Home’s residents had been moved to a new facility. She should not have been here. And maybe her earthly body had passed on. Upon further investigation, the woman could not be found, but her lavender perfume lingered.

At 4 AM, I awoke suddenly and watched a bright blue orb slowly drift across my room from the outside wall to the hallway. After it disappeared through the wall I fell back asleep. Just one more interesting thing to be thankful for.

March 21, 2008. Last night I used a new meditation mix for the first time. It was 10 pm and everybody was in bed. I retired to my own bedroom to meditate.

I knew as soon as I started, there was the potential for a special experience. My body was amped up with energy and my cells were vibrating more than usual. I started on my lower chakra. The physcial sensations of my body, of my cells were pretty intense. I had to fight to ignore the sensory data… to move from the physical to the energetic… the dimensional.

I started to download a memory, something I knew I experienced, but I didn’t have a memory of in my brain.

A few weeks ago, as I was going through a crisis of doubt, EJP asked me something. He said to me during a meditation, you made a personal commitment to me, do you remember that. At the time, I wished that I had, but I didn’t. Now the memory started to solidify. I don’t think it was exact, more like the “feels like” of the memory. I was serf, bowing… on my hands and knees, swearing fealty to my king… the One’s personal representative on Earth. And he rewarded me by knighting me, I felt the sword touch my back… and I was raised from a serf to a knight. At the time, I wasn’t to sure how real the memory was, but I didn’t analyze it.

I focused on my lower chakra… I waited… I observed… Suddenly I was in two places at once. I maintained awareness of here, my bedroom and I focused on there… I waited… I observed… awareness of there began to sharpen. It was some place without frequency… waiting to be written to. It felt like Neo’s training room from the movie the matrix. A place that wanted to be programmed, but didn’t yet have any programming. It was waiting for me to input the coding.

I envisioned my High Guard sword for cutting the webbing… a light saber. It appeared. But it was real beyond the way it appears here. I could hear the sound it created; a hum… a vibration. I examined the handle. It was solid. It had incredible detail. I could see and feel the buttons and knobs for changing the settings. I began to assimilate the interior. I could see and feel the interior… as a hologram… the power source… the circuitry. It was amazing detail. But I couldn’t help but think I was designing it myself as I was looking at it.

I moved my blue flamed light saber around. It was similar to moving my body in this dimension; but I had to send the normally body based commands to a different place. And I found that I could speed up my reactions… just like Neo in the matrix. And the kinesthetic feedback from moving was amazing… more detailed than my human body provides.

Then I remembered EJP telling us about gauntlets in Mexico. I needed some armored gauntlets. I thought about them and they appeared. As I had different thoughts about how they should look, they changed.

Then I began to doubt… to think that perhaps this all was only my imagination… and it began to fade… like fog in the morning before the sun. This might be my imagination… but it also might be the first hyper-dimension. I pushed the thought away… time to analyze is later… and everything began to re-materialize.

I continued to build my armor. Next a chest plate. Every piece was hand-crafted by my consciousness. I didn’t want to look like a Storm Trooper… a clone. I added etchings and modifications to each piece. I added some modifications that Batman would be proud of.

I didn’t really have trouble until I got to the helmet. I found that when I started to design the helmet, it would restrict my vision from 360 degrees to human binocular vision. Eventually I was able to overcome this and see 360 degrees with a helmet on. I eventually settled on something that Spiderman might wear, if Spiderman wore armor; in white with blue detailing.

Then I remembered from Eyes Wide Shut that I needed a shield. I built about 40 different shields… big shields, small shields, straight shields, curved shields, metal shields, energy shields. I eventually settled on two light sabers, one in each hand… and a spherical energy shield that covered me entirely… that I could turn on and off with my thoughts.

The more I practiced and moved, the better I got. I began to think about tactics. I remembered Nightcrawler from X-men and the movie Jumper. I started to move around the space by jumping. Appear… strike with the light sabers… and disappear.

I started to see the aura on my armor. I programmed it to feel like a tornado instead of a vortex… by causing the energy to spin the other way. It would now repel energy instead of drawing it in.

Then the emotion of what I was experiencing… of where I was, started to affect my body. I was again purging emotion… surrendering… like I had in Mexico. My nose began to run… I could no longer breathe through my nose… eventually the mucus started to run down my throat and I began to cough. I let go of that place… opened my eyes and came back so I could find a tissue. I blew my nose. And I looked at the digital time projected on the ceiling. On 24 minutes had passed here. It felt like 2 hours had passed there.

I bowed in gratitude to the universe.