At the age of 4 or 5 I recall crossing the dirt road where we lived to go into the forest. 70’s parenting must have been quite loose as I don’t remember my mother being there at all. The distance from the house to the forest is close to 100 metres as I have measured since.
In my memory I recall walking down a long path in to the forest (in reality about 5 metres) and there I would sit and talk to the forest beings. They were really friendly and I felt at home with them. They showed me how to meditate and I remember going into a staring like state and everything would wiggle like it was made of water or you were looking into water. I loved being with them and they accepted me wholly. It was a sweet experience that happened quite often as I recall.
Growing up I disconnected from the “other” realms that were introduced to me back then. In an act of individuation the separation was painful and I felt alienated attempting to fit into this world. I could barely understand the motivations of those about me. I dearly wanted to belong and this rift between my core belief and the seemingly regulated experience of the world was a far chasm to contemplate.
Over time I came back to meditation as it was one of the only things that would calm my soul completely. As taught by the good neighbors it saw me in good health mentally when I did it and I noticed the massive deficit when I didn’t.
I tried prolonged times of not doing it and only fell into anxiety and depression. It brings health and I now swear by it and recommend it to anyone wanting change.
Over the years growing up and having various contacts with the other I always pined for a deeper connection to underpin the essence of my being. I didn’t realise that that was actually inevitable and contact would grow.
During my time in partnership with a psychic woman and living in the deep forest at Huonbrook NSW we had so much contact that to this day I look back to that place as inspiration towards my love of the good neighbours.
One day whilst living there I was out in the yard doing something and I walked into a circle of the cutest flowers and instantly heard beautiful female singing that sounded like a couple of voices overlayed each other in a language I felt familiar with yet could not understand. I thought my girlfriend was singing in the house so I called out to her and she replied that was in a building outside and not near the source of the sound. The sound continued when she replied and it was so beautiful I had to find it. One step towards the house out of the flower circle and the singing disappeared. I was surprised. I stepped back in and it wasn’t there.
Going over to the covered area which I thought was the source of the sound I found nothing. I knew what I heard and knew it was a good neighbour however I couldn’t prove it and explaining it to my girlfriend just racked up another mark for the amount of experiences that happened at Mill Road.
I didn’t know why they contacted me that way that time and so far I haven’t seen a pattern in the contact when it happens.
This very morning I had a dream of a beautiful fairy woman with long black hair and piercing eyes. She sang a song that was again directly into my head and reminded me of this previous encounter. She was being a bit flirtatious and I felt drawn to her. This time it felt like and invitation to her world. I look forward to more contact.
