Yesterday, I wondered about how come it can tire me so much to write down a message when I can just talk with invisible beings without feeling tired at all. Discussing the difference between the two states with my husband he told me that it might be something akin to digital versus making a hard copy of something, or listening to a song versus writing every chord down,
And then it hit me, that it is somewhat true. When I only talk, my brain functions are not that active. It doesn't require any motor action of my body and a lot of it doesn't require actual words. A little like telepathy. Sometimes, in one impression I understand many sentences or they don't even use words I know what they mean.
When I sit down to write it down, the thoughts have to actualize in a body that will become words on the paper, a solid form. The nice folks I talked to in the 9th dimension (see Entities that defy all logic) gave me a whole lesson on that many years ago. It was a very simplified way to see things, with lots of different examples and metaphors to help grasp the concept. The gist of it was that the higher the energy is the more it resembles when we fast forward a tape on a video player without the image on. We do not see the image and this would be the state of certain beings when they talk and communicate. We, on Earth would look, compared to it, like a video on slow motion where you see it move frame by frame. They insisted a lot in not comparing the two states, that one was not better then the other, but simply different expressions of the same essence (as we are all one).
Applied to what happens to me, I think that when I am up there alone with them, no paper, no pen to write it on, I elevate my vibrations towards them to vibrate closer to their level. As this is a more normal state for me anyway, for most of those entities, I won't feel the slightest change at all. It is exactly like picking up the phone and talking to a dear friend and hanging up when I decide to go do something else (though it seems I might close it on my end, but they don't on theirs). This reminds me of the fast forward action on the VCR.
When I sit down and write down what I hear, then it is quite the contrary that happens. The words have to take physical form and the energy has to be adapted to that. It is a constant stream of finding balance between those two states. Then, still using the same metaphor of the VCR, the action, compared to when I just talk easily, seems to be slowed down to a twinkle.
I don't know if it can be as easily explained as that. I only talk with them, I elevate myself to them, They communicate with me through writing and they have to get their energy down, bringing me along with them to make the process of writing possible. This is something I could really delve into some more another time, as this was a whole chapter in the book I wrote with them. And it is obvious that this is only the surface of something that goes way deeper.
I have no idea really what it is, just musings for now. I don't think I ever thought of that before though, the difference between the writing and none writing state. I did try, once, with a close friend to just say what I was hearing instead of writing it. It was very difficult. I still was hearing them talking, continuing their thoughts, while I had to basically talk over them making the whole process very cumbersome. Not only, but it was too much to bear for my friend too. Every time I am giving her a message, she has to put herself in a state to receive it. To feel the whole thing there raw is quite overwhelming and can be too much to take. I guess it depends on people. But for me, it makes me feel quite uneasy to feel I have to be a kind of translator who hears, talks and has to continue hearing while they continue to talk and I am talking. It's messy. And if I put them on pause to just say things bit by bit, the whole flow is broken. That and the fact that it is way more tiring then writing in the end.
So I don't know if I'll ever find a better way to do it. I type quite fast on a keyboard, but not fast enough to keep up with the speed messages come by. Talking about it to my husband again today, asking about the message I made for him, he said he remembered I just couldn't make it all up as I was writing so fast it felt like those old machine with a ticker tape. I am always quite stunned by this because I don't see myself do it so it feels all normal to me and not that fast. But it is true that in that state I can write huge amount of pages in very little time, compared to what I could accomplish normally, even with a good inspiration going on.
It hasn't happened again yet, but I remember hearing things many sentences ahead and couldn't keep up because they were already further then what I had time to transcribe. I am quite different then when I used to do it back then, maybe things will change based on that too.
I remind myself that I am only half way to my destination. I know energies have to go a lot higher then that to get back to my normal place. I have people around me I want to help, that have been asking for help for awhile and I couldn't do anything about it. I just wish it will come in good time and that I can finally claim my place to where I should be.
All I want is a simple life and maybe it is an ok thing that this blog is not widely spread. I don't know what I would do with tons of people asking for help. I cannot even do it really for friends yet, so I know I wouldn't be able to do it for strangers either.
I'll go back to yesterday's lesson. Breathe,breathe, breathe...
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