Sandy,
Just remembered I have a kid dinosaur and movement song! "We went back to dinosaur time! We were singing and dancing in rhyme..." Ah gees, why did I go there. Guess I have my song for the day.
I digress. I remember George saying that. Which is my case exactly. Up until a few weeks ago I was once again in insomnia mode. With continued efforts to meditate I'm back to getting a good nights sleep and consequently starting to make connections in meditation.
Sandy wrote: ↑Wed Jul 07, 2021 2:07 amIt's a process and I am hoping I am making a tiny bit of progress. I can do it without crying now, so I feel I will quit falling asleep when meditating as well when I am ready to allow healing.
{{{{{HUG}}}}} Seems like life is one process after another.
"When I'm ready to allow healing." This statement speaks volumes... allowing is paramount in the healing process. I think being able to listen to George's voice over and over again, even if it's painful is a cathartic way of working through your grief. It's very brave of you Sandy.
I was able to make a connection in meditation this morning. It was not a full on group meditation, but I believe it reflects our dynamics right now.
It seemed as if I was allowing the healing. I stood in The River with a great exhale I said, "Ok lord... I'm ready to reconnect. Please help me do this. Right away I felt Monjoronson, Nebadonia, Michael's symbols and a few others. Felt like I was in a loving spiritual embrace with all of them. Monjoronson took my hand. I thanked the others as their symbols faded away.
It appeared as if it was almost daybreak, when darkness still holds on but you can see shapes and figures. Monjoronson and I crossed the bridge walking toward the radiating crystal where our meditation group so often meets. I asked, "Can you please help me connect to the group meditation in 'no time'?" In saying that I saw the rest of our group enveloped in dark gray transparent oval... bubbles(?). They all appeared asleep, but I realized all were individually working on their own issues.
Monjoronson and I reviewed the past year and a half. It was like I was watching a speeding movie of myself. Slowly, little by little I closed myself off from others. Almost crying I tried to explain, "I don't understand how it works, or what it means to be an empath. I never know what feelings or symptoms are mine or someone else's." It was like I was apologizing, hoping he would understand. There was so much suffering, so much continued unrest and chaos I had to pull back into myself for self-protection.
He simply listened, conveying his understanding without have to speak the words. Taking another long slow breath, believing I've been slowly regaining balance, I told him I was ready. Standing in front of each group member still suspended in their bubbles, a cord of light extended out from me to them one at a time. I watched mesmerized as their tendrils of light extended out merging with my own.
Asking about other connections with Urantia, and other spiritual beings, Monjoronson and I were immediately back at the crystal cave. It was understood I could explore those relationships and experiences whenever I was ready, and almost decided to embark off deeper into the cave, but stopped myself. Breathing deeply I held myself in the comfort of deep alpha for quite some time. Mostly I was grateful and relieved(again), basking in the feeling of spiritual connection. I allowed myself to let loose of alpha and the meditation was over. It lasted for an hour and a half. I held a smoky obsidian and a brecciated jasper.
Kim
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...and thinking of time as fluid extremely helpful as we are pushed in so many direction in life. Some by a daughter-soon to be bride 
I can do it without crying now, so I feel I will quit falling asleep when meditating as well when I am ready to allow healing. 
ahhhh It feels good to bask in one of your meditations again, Kim.