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At the 47 second mark after some breath noises, you can hear a clear “hello!” by Monodon.
This is a beginning as we intend to have our unseen friends speak for themselves, as well as us channeling them.
This would help prove the existence of our unseen friends as well as confirm our channeling.
An important milestone on the road to understanding the psychic skills, and finding practical uses for them!
More EVP’s on the way!
The tale of my life from meeting Jacob to becoming a channel myself.
The year was 2006.
In 2004, I’d had to leave the home that Mike & I had shared with my sister-in-spirit & her husband since the tech crash of 2002 had left them in need of friendly folks with whom to split the bills. I’d loved that house and that time, and was so unsure of myself since coming home after a life-changing illness.
After a brief, mutually unsatisfying stint in Waco, Texas, we’d moved to Ann Arbor, Michigan in October of 2005.
First was our cat, Simba, who was gone three days after we’d moved. We’d planned on taking her to the vet up here once we were settled, but we never had the chance.
Then my mother passed on Christmas Day. Now I recognize the date as carefully chosen to be a symbol of the last gift she would ever give me, but at the time I took it quite differently. That whole summer we were in Texas she’d acted weird, even for her post-head-injury self. Had she known even back then that something was wrong? Or was it truly a surprise to her as it was to us?
Even today, I don’t know the answer to that.
And I’m afraid to ask, afraid of what I might find out.
I didn’t really grieve for my mother. For one thing, we’d always had a strange relationship, fettered by our various issues. This had only been exacerbated when she’d fallen onto the concrete garage floor of my parent’s house, and hit her head.
She beat the odds & survived, but I wonder if, in some ways, it might have been better for all if she had not. The injury that took her sense of taste left her in a certain amount of chronic pain, not to mention a serious (& undiagnosed) case of PTSD, which would result in her writing me vicious e-mails at random times, and otherwise inappropriately expressing her frustration, anger, and fear.
So, while it was sad that she was gone, yes, it wasn’t yet obvious as the life-changing event that it would turn out to be.
Then Coconut, my beloved, loyal Siamese cat, passed away in March after an illness of several months.
The tears for her, and the tears that I hadn’t been able to shed for Mom.
I cried & cried, and it seemed as if the tears would never stop.
Our housie-who-owns-the-house had been speaking to us for some time about going to see Jacob, an otherworldly being channelled by a local lady.
I wasn’t inclined. At that point, the last thing I wanted to do was go into a large room full of strangers with all those tears in my heart.
So we put it off.
Grandchildren of his human, snow, colds, etc., most of the time it took for me to make up my mind to be brave (and to get so desperate I no longer cared), was spent with there being no public sessions.
Finally, the time came and my fears, doubts, & I packed ourselves into our housie’s car & off we went to the home of another lady who hosted the channellings at the time.
Well, that first night was interesting. Mike described the scene pretty well in his post, so I won’t dwell on that part.
One of the highlights for me, and something that has stuck with me all these years later was when Jacob was going on about chakras. I’d never seen the point before – I’m a Celtic-descended white girl from the US of A, after all – what did I need to know about subcontinent Indian magickal systems?
So I asked Jacob about chakras, a bit belligerently. Unfortunately, no verbatim record of the conversation exists, but to this day, I remember the hackles rising at my question.
“Do you doubt our word?” Or something to that effect.
I replied that I didn’t know if I did or not, since I didn’t know what chakras were in the first place.
Whereupon the hackles promptly went down, and I received the first explanation of them that was both relevant & made sense to me.
Such was our first meeting.
After that, we attended regularly. A lot of learning, a lot of tears.
I learned that my words mattered.
I learned to let go.
And little by little, the ocean of pent-up tears & emotion drained.
So fast forward a few years. Judy & Jacob offered a channelling class. We didn’t end up taking the first session, for reasons which became clear after the fact.
We ended up joining the second, after pesticating Judy nearly to distraction asking when the class would start, as she had an enrollment requirement that stubbornly kept refusing to be filled.
Finally, at last, the class was assembled and we began.
For reasons that are not particularly relevant to this story, I felt very ‘watched’ for the first bits of our channelling experience.
This led to more fears than usual about were we doing this ‘correctly’? How we heard from our Guides, the number of beings that we spoke to… too many years of being a ‘good girl’ led to a lot of needless worry & tears.
Even though the textbook we were using, “Opening to Channel” by Oren and Daben and their humans repeatedly said that everybody’s experience is different, I still worried.
Even though Mike and all of our Guides repeatedly reassured me of the same thing, and that I was okay and doing things just fine, I still worried!! Arrgggh!
Once I finally learned to relax and trust in myself and our Guides, things improved quite a bit.
A time after Coconut had passed, and before I’d learned to channel, a friend of a friend had come by for another reason and asked to see our housie’s ancient calico cat.
We agreed, and in the process of greeting the cat, she told me that Coconut would come back to me, within a couple of years.
It took a while for me to realize it, but the prophecy came true.
Just not in the way that any of us had expected.
For you see, there is a reason that my First Guide is named Lady Coco. She is the Soul of my beloved Siamese.
It is my understanding that we have shared many lifetimes together, and traded the roles of Guide and human back & forth, sometimes incarnating both together, sometimes one, sometimes the other.
Of course not. Although there is a certain liking for feesh that has apparently been a common trait through many of her lifetimes. And we play around with the concept because it amuses us both to do so.
But the reality is that while Coconut was the most recent Pepperoni that I’ve had experience with, she is but one Pepperoni on a very large Pizza. So part of the whole, but far from the whole of the whole.
Our Souls are in the same Soul Group together, along with the Soul of my husband, Mike. It makes for very interesting times, both here & in the spaces where Souls & Guides live.
You might ask, how did you ever get started with this channelling thing?
And the other, implied, question – how do you ever start believing in this stuff?
In my opinion, both questions are one. After all, I came into the concept of channelling somewhat reluctantly, and with some doubts. Namely, how do I know that this ‘channel’ person really is bringing across information from elsewhere, and not making it up? Even if the channel is sincere, and thinks they are bringing information across, how do I know it is really happening?
Good questions all, and ones that weren’t answered in one day.
In my particular case, a friend fairly raved about the channelling she had been going to for quite a while, and said that I should try it.
I put it off at first, but since I am well aware that there is more going on than I can see, and I was curious, I agreed to go with her one night. I promised to go with an open mind, but I also made it quite clear that if I didn’t like it – I would not be back.
But on that qualification, I went.
At that time, we went to a fairly average middle-class house, and went down to a nicely finished basement where seats and couches were arranged in a square where we sat down and waited for it to start.
The time to start came, and the lady who was to channel, Judy Crookes, explained what channelling was. That she was a conscious channel who stayed ‘here’ for the channelling, and was aware of what was being said. The Guide, Jacob, would come into her energy, and he would conduct the session.
As she channelled, I was aware of a couple of things. First, her personality changed a lot. I know, she could have been acting, but I always have had well-developed instincts about if I am being lied to. I could tell that there was no acting going on. And the body movements changed as well.
Plus, no offense to Judy, who is an intelligent individual in her own right, this Jacob had a perspective and a point of view about what ‘he’ said that intrigued me. It was a higher perspective that really seemed to make sense to me.
Oddly enough, my instincts told me this was a good thing.
No, I didn’t become an avid ‘believer’ then, or ever. In fact, Jacob said to take things with discretion and to only take and use what he said if and only if it felt right with us. At no time did he ever insist on blind faith, or try to browbeat anybody to say, think, or do anything against their will. I consider that a refreshing attitude.
I continued to go and hear Judy channel Jacob and what was said always resonated positively with me. And speaking for myself of course, I feel my life has gone better because of that.
By now I have been hearing Jacob for better than four years, and I have never regretted it.
In October of 2008, Judy and Jacob started a class so we could learn to channel for ourselves. Both Birdy and I jumped at the chance, so we could expand our knowledge and skills by becoming channels ourselves.
It was like being given an unlimited library pass to the universe! We took it very seriously, and we knew almost from the first that we were going on a very unique path, and at the first opportunity we would be doing channelling full-time.
But I’ve never forgotten my earlier doubts. How do I get verification for what I/we bring across? The quick answer is: you can’t, at least not all of the time.
However, I feel that at least some of the time, I could use channelling to find the evidence to verify what is being said. Plus, can I prove that channelling as a phenomenon really exists? And lastly, with the help of my Guides, as well as my Unseen Friends, can experiments be conducted that can create solid evidence for the process of channelling as well as some of the stuff we bring across while channelling?
I feel we can. Some things we’ll prove, some things we’ll blow out of the water, and we’ll maybe uncover other avenues to explore. Who knows?
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