someone stepping into my body to briefly fly a navy plane from WWII
Truth is far more intriguing than anything we can make up. With our current stepped up modalities, that fact is going to become even more pronounced. Our consciousness is being so freed up from being tethered to our various ego identities and that in turn creates a space for the improbable to happen.
For my birthday about a decade ago, a friend took me to the airport to co-pilot this old navy fighter plane. At the time I was taking flying lessons. I have always loved being high up in the air. My father was a WWI flying ace so I come by it naturally.
So I am walking to get in the airplane when it happened. I felt it happen. Another consciousness joined me. I felt my walking gait change, and I felt my body adjust. I was so focused on the flying itself that I didn't pay what I was noticing too much mind. Once in the air, I felt my joy, but I felt as well the joy of another that was "hopping a ride" in my body. At first I thought it might be my Dad who had passed on decades before. But then I realized it was not. I could feel the other 'consciousness' looking out through my eyes and he (it was a 'he') was so happy. I also was happy.
Later after I returned home and had a chance to think about it, I came to the conclusion that I did pick up a spirit hanging around the airport that loved to fly while in a body. The spirit did not come home with me. My friend that took me to the airport absolutely noticed the shift in my body and demeanor when I got on the plane.
Unitive consciousness is where we humans are headed. To get there, we have to sustain many ego deaths. When we do partake in that consciousness of Oneness, the lines blur between ourselves. Apart from the paranormal aspect of my experience, I see it as a glimpse of the new Unity where we can share experiences in a whole new way. If someone has a particular physical gift, perhaps the day will come when another consciousness can momentarily inhabit the body to experience that gift. I know. I know. Very far out thought, but why not? If one is solid enough in their own knowing of who they are as spirit, why not share talents in such a manner.
Just a thought. A wild one, but . . just a thought.
For my birthday about a decade ago, a friend took me to the airport to co-pilot this old navy fighter plane. At the time I was taking flying lessons. I have always loved being high up in the air. My father was a WWI flying ace so I come by it naturally.
So I am walking to get in the airplane when it happened. I felt it happen. Another consciousness joined me. I felt my walking gait change, and I felt my body adjust. I was so focused on the flying itself that I didn't pay what I was noticing too much mind. Once in the air, I felt my joy, but I felt as well the joy of another that was "hopping a ride" in my body. At first I thought it might be my Dad who had passed on decades before. But then I realized it was not. I could feel the other 'consciousness' looking out through my eyes and he (it was a 'he') was so happy. I also was happy.
Later after I returned home and had a chance to think about it, I came to the conclusion that I did pick up a spirit hanging around the airport that loved to fly while in a body. The spirit did not come home with me. My friend that took me to the airport absolutely noticed the shift in my body and demeanor when I got on the plane.
Unitive consciousness is where we humans are headed. To get there, we have to sustain many ego deaths. When we do partake in that consciousness of Oneness, the lines blur between ourselves. Apart from the paranormal aspect of my experience, I see it as a glimpse of the new Unity where we can share experiences in a whole new way. If someone has a particular physical gift, perhaps the day will come when another consciousness can momentarily inhabit the body to experience that gift. I know. I know. Very far out thought, but why not? If one is solid enough in their own knowing of who they are as spirit, why not share talents in such a manner.
Just a thought. A wild one, but . . just a thought.