DREAMS, VISIONS AND CHANNELINGS

Click any of the three categories to read a small sampling of my very early work in these three categories. I post this because some may want to understand and learn about some of the aspects of each of these forms of communication respectively. Enjoy!

• DREAMS
• VISIONS
• CHANNELINGS
  

DREAMS

Dreams are integral in moving be'tween worlds.  We can experience lucidity in dreams where we are aware we are dreaming.  These dreams can shed incredible light on our path and help us understand the inner complexities lying within our psyche. 

We are not always aware of what the dreams we dream hold as far as keys to our future understandings and insights; however, we can always return to what the feeling of our dreams accomplish for us upon waking. 

Do we feel good?  Bad?  Happy?  Sad?  Have we dreamed about beloved ones?  Is this an indication we have some inner work to do in letting go, perhaps? 

All our dreams are filled with so much insight.  There are profound dream books available as well to help us all see more clearly in all worlds we move through.

I found myself as a ghost/crossed over spirit attached to an old rundown brownstone house in a city.  Very powerful and popular or something and wanted by the living for some reason.  I was wearing vintage flowing, tattered (a bit) clothes, wispy things.  I was enormously powerful.  At times I was a pouting child and insolent, at times I was very much jealous of other women and my personal things.  I was being haunted by living humans in my home as well as specifically three ghosts traveling-thru-town.

There was a conspiracy (in my mind at the time) to oust me from my home.  I was frightened of these people and their tools and modern equipment.  Things I couldn't comprehend for I had lived in an earlier time.  All this and I couldn't believe what was happening for I wasn't fully aware that I was passed on.

During this time, I had a feline friend I would talk with, confer with, and let my feelings out to; a golden cat medium/long haired, which was kind and supportive of me.  I was very frustrated at times and these humans were coming (incl. the dark haired man and his young wife) to try and destroy (my paranoia at the time) me or frighten me away from my home. 

I remember flying around in spirit form, half aware and half asleep to the knowing.  I remember a group of Halflings were passing by, being drawn into the commotion of what was going on in my house by these humans and myself, and one was a priest who saw me.  Saw me.  Others (other than the cat) couldn't see me so I knew he was one of us.  So were his friends.  It was like there was a bounty on my head or something because they [the humans] immediately knew they were trying to get me, or get to me in that house.

To get away I flew away ... way up into the clouds but the clouds were very dark and ominous, lightning and thunder in the air, so I remained low, flying thru the brownstone houses and buildings of the city area where I lived to keep from being electrocuted by the lightening (my fear and limited understanding).  I was frightened of everything.  For some reason I was very popular or well known ... still can't discern who I was.  I was a beautiful spirit and was beautiful in the living apparently for when I looked in the mirror (yes I can see myself in a mirror) or maybe I can just step outside myself to look at me, I see this beautiful woman, a bit older .. maybe late 50's early 60's, but beautiful nonetheless.

This was MY house with MY cat friend and these people (and now Halflings, too) were trying to oust me from the only thing I've known for as long as I can remember.  My memory was blocked by my living in the now as a specter.  I flew past the human girl who was breaking into the small basement casement window, to go up thru the house and let the humans in.  I tried to illuminate the room but couldn't.  No magick in me for that.  Or something was wrong because I tried to turn on all the lights at once or at least one light and nothing happened.  I was confused.  I thought I could do this.  This, along with everything else happening, added to my alarm.  I flew out of the house again and flew right through the Mexican man.  I flew into him and held myself there trying to feel this man in some way.  He felt me but was frightened, not pleased so I left him.  I was so unsatisfied with all that was occurring.

This scene dissolved into yet another one where in another time I was alive I guess as this woman who was dead/ghostly.  I had a party or a small gathering of women. 

I think it was a costume make-up party for we were all made up, which was normal for me, but these were NEW cosmetics, fun.  My friend had a lipstick in her hand, deep amber bronze russet color.  I loved it.  She began to bite it with her teeth and scrape off some of the waxy color.  I grabbed it from her, saying "NO, that's mine."  She was offended as usual.  Petulant goof.  She would follow me around like a tail on a dog.

NOTES:  After I realize what has happened here, these dreams, these were aspects of me in other lives (?!).  Sync: I saw a yellow cat yesterday with the most beautiful eyes I've ever seen.  Blue/gray/green/gold all rolled into one iridescent cat's eye ball.  Magnificent!  This ghost dream is particularly startling to me for when I tell the tale, I connect with and feel this entity/being.  I know there is no separation, but yet when I tell this story it is so close to me that it is me.  I am it.  I and the story are one.

Before going to bed last night I read from the Crimson Circle (Tobias) channelings.  (Lemuria/Mu)  He was saying it was important for us to release ourselves from our past lives too; that they hang onto us as much as we hang onto things.  And if we are releasing thru ascension, then these hangers-on are dragging us down . sort of explaining why some of us feel so dragged down and that this is feels so difficult.  Its not exactly difficult for us but it is for our pasts (all levels) that don't want us to leave . they think we're leaving the planet, naïveté but we're not going anywhere, just ascending making us more here than not, according to Tobias' words.  Perhaps this info (right b4 bedtime sleep) served to assist me in being aware of the possibilities of my past lives . for I feel that everything - nearly- that I experience in my dream state is a past life experience or . a parallel life . same/same.

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VISIONS

The power of Transformational Guided Imagery (TGI) in relation to how it allows the mind to put aside daily issues (i.e., clearing the slate or mind) is so incredible I had to make a comment about it here.  When you utilize Transformational Imagery as a metaphysical tool the results will clearly show the effectiveness at which you can enter dream-state, or modify your vibrations such that you can induce a self-hypnotic state.

The effectiveness of a normal meditation is amplified through Transformational Imagery.  Thus, while using this powerful tool in visions, channelings (past lives) work, or dream interpretation it is easier to use discernment and remember events to the most tiniest detail.

October 15, 1999 - Personal channeling of one of the Elders/White Brotherhood assisted by higher self:  Began channeling an entity and asked for its name and love at the same time.  Started to receive the letter "P" but no more.

Channel was interrupted due to lack of further response or block on my part.  I then asked to reach the highest entity possible.  One moment I was waiting for someone to come to me and the next I found myself trying to lift up onto a thin platform - sort of a thin layer (1/4") of iridescent floor.  I looked underneath and saw the level I had come from.  Looking above the floor, hoisted up on my torso, I saw lots of feet (some bare, some shoed).  A large hand came down to me to help lift me up.  It was St. Germain who came to assist.  I stood among these people (24 or so) (interesting number ... 24) who were milling about speaking in soft tones to one another.  They gathered around me then and I was warmly welcomed into the group.

I sat like a small child in St. Germain's lap.  He was a giant at least 8' or 9' tall probably larger.  I felt the cloth of his robe.  It was like rough cotton but it never wrinkled or creased - just flowed. The channel was so strong I could actually smell him.  Not unpleasant - rather interesting to be able to smell someone though.  I felt so small, so wee, but very loved like I had never felt before.  I felt a connection of being deeply entrenched in all of the plan.  St. Germain began telling me I needed to rest from the energy shifts (or whatever happened) this past Wed. & Thurs on October 13 and 14.

Then he showed me my "self."  I was observing from a distance.  I saw myself sitting on his lap one minute a little blonde haired girl, the next the adult version. Then the scene changed and I had no skull cap, just its contents.  The whole of me glowed, pulsed with electric life. This is the amazement the other-terrestrial beings (OT's as I like to call them) have of us humans - that our lives are filled with this pulsing energy and the power and depth of our emotions that can reach so deeply into our hearts to elicit the most marvelous of responses.

March 21, 1999 - Earth Changes:  A brief vision earlier this year prompted me to do a whole host of reorganizing in my life.  This vision centered on the area I live in and the one I intend to move to. 

The vision showed a large, blazing campfire encircled by numerous individuals.  I was amidst this group and was a part of the land in southern Missouri - I believe I lived on the land or near it.  My attention or focus then centered on where I currently live[d], Cabool, Missouri USA.  There was much devastation, pain and anger, chaos and turmoil in the city. 

I knew many of my loved ones were gone and the pain of that loss was crushing.  Knowing I was one of the survivors, gave me some hope yet the huge task of completely changing my life lay before me. 

One predominant theme kept coming up - I didn't have much time.  The urgency continues to mount even now - eight months later.

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CHANNELINGS

Have you ever wanted to develop your own psychic abilities?  We all have this gift, this gut instinct, this intuition within us.  We have channelled all our lives and ... are constantly channeling.  It's true!  Even now, you are in the midst of channeling your own high self/soul, you're just unaware of it.

Have you ever noticed moments in your own life where your mind was "somewhere else" and suddenly you were recognizing that you had been talking all that time and weren't aware of it?  Or ... under a pressurized situation and you had sudden clarity.  We channel while preoccupied with mundane physical chores.  There have been many times while driving, typing, showering, even reading where I find myself drifting off to another level.  Have you ever noticed how suddenly you find yourself further down the road to your destination and have traveled through large masses of traffic without a hitch?  You are on "autopilot" and your higher self/essential self/soul self (on these pages I will refer to it as your higher self) takes over the driving for you.  You arrive at your destination safe and secure.

While I have recommended channeling in the past, I now however feel it is important to be much more specific than in the past.  Channeling your own higher self can be confusing for do you really know with whom you are connecting?  How can we be absoluely 100% certain?  It is difficult at best.  That is why it is important to avoid contacting with too many beings "out there" for we still live in a 3D world filled with lots of lower light and there are vast and varying degrees of lesser light be'tween us and YHWH, the Creator.  Sometimes we think we are channeling someone filled with light and we find it is a 'lessor god'.  Sometimes we never find out.

To maintain your utmost integrity in channeling ... clear and purify your temple, your vessel, your body mind and spirit.  100%.  Maintain pure thoughts.  Seek out ways to be in a state of delta type meditation as often as possible.  Remove the toxins in your body, in your life.  purify, purify, purify.  And pray constantly.  Chant the divine sacred names of YHWH.

Even after all this you may still find you are not protecting yourself enough from lower or lesser forms of light and even some darkness pretending to be light.  It is almost best we don't spend too much time trusting other people to channel for us or tell us what our path is.  It is however important we continue to strengthen ourselves and recognize we are co-creator gods in training as we are the divine Adam Kadmon Seed of Life and all is within and without.

So the higher our ascension takes us, the more we receive the great mysteries of the Christ Consciousness and remain in a state of compassionate forgiveness, the more we will be able to enjoy the fruits of the Heights or Heavens, for there are multiple heavens and many mansions.

If you find you still desire to channel, please be aware of the following:  At any time, you may halt a channeling or ask an entity to leave.  You are never bound to remaining in the channeled session.  You always have FREE WILL.  As far as I understand, all entities know of this Universal Law.

Now each of us channels spirit all the time ... but just be aware of who spirit is and what your mindset and intentions are at the time of focus.

Please email me with any questions or comments you have regarding channeling, visions, dreamtime at tween@tween.org.

May you find value in these writings.  Perhaps within these pages a special piece of information will resonate within your heart and soul.  I wish you well and send love and abundant blessings your way.

In Divine Service,
Deidre Madsen

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I was a rather tall woman in this village.  Long, slender rather narrow body with hip-length, bright, straight blond hair.  My job in the community was one of service as an herbalist and counselor.  In the tiny room I inhabited, townsfolk and neighbors would come from afar to meet with me.  There was always a pot of hot water for tea to welcome my frequent guests.  Many would come for my few but special tinctures or concoctions to relieve minor ailments (cough, flu, skin eruptions and so on).  These I had on hand and prepared with fresh ingredients found in the nearby woodland.

With only a few jars of basic herbs to my name, I was capable of creating healing ointments or teas for the majority of their concerns.  However, most of the townfolk came to realize that it was not so much my healing hands they could come to rely on but the voice of concern and compassion.  The healing balms were sometimes replaced with healing words of truth and love. This went on for quite some time and kept me occupied. 

During the early morning hours and late afternoons (the in-between times) and with my butterscotch colored dog companion at my side, I went out into the woodland and gathered herbs.  I wore a full-length deep brown cloak of soft cloth with small fur trim around the hood.  (A true luxury but the only item I owned and the fur seemed more of a necessity in the harsh winters.)  Oftentimes, we would return to find an awaiting visitor or two.

Experimenting with the various herbs and mosses was most satisfying and I was lucky enough to own a couple large glass jars and several small glass jars for herb storage. Prayer, meditation, and symbolic rituals were strong aspects of my life.  I spent hours in deep meditation realizing this was the only food my soul my body would ever require. My dog and I led simples lives and were extremely close.  You may be wondering why I even mention this relationship unless you saw the relationship I have with my current dog, you would not understand.  So this, in a way, is not only a reading of one of my past lives but also of my dog's choice to join me once again in this lifetime as my close companion.

As far as love interests were concerned, there was an issue with a neighboring man who was the town's veterinarian.  Many of my visiting clients came asking for help with broken limbs.  Outside of nerve calming and immune boosting teas I had to refer them to the veterinarian who gladly took in the clients, set their breaks and fractures and sent them on their way.  We formed an alliance of sorts trading information and referring clients to one another.  An underlying attraction permeated our friendship yet there was no follow-through.  My dog friend and I remained solitary; relying only on ourselves for inner peace and comfort.

This life went on rather peacefully yet years later I was burned for practicing adverse healing techniques.  Oddly, I have carelessly burned myself (minor) in this lifetime, tho I barely feel them, even more mysterious ... they diminish quickly.  Karma issues were tied to painful death and concern for the only loved one I cared about... my dog. 

My dog, who now is my beloved Nikki in this life.  His passing this year 2004, left the deepest wound in my heart.  There are no words to express the physical loss of someone you've loved over and over again, a soul loss that transcends all time and space.
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