I was spooky. I was hocus-pocus. My niece in Australia called me a witch (a white witch though). I was dabbling in the seen and unseen dimensions. Table tipping, automatic writing, mediumship,fire walking, seeing aura, ’spirit gazing’ moving along side with my reiki, pranic healing, crystals, body flush, ear candling etc. But nothing beats what’s to come next.
I was ‘invited’ to go on a one hour tour which cost RM1,000. And this ‘travel agent’ needed 10 to go. My friend and I approached many of our like-minded friends to take this trip with us. After some weeks of canvassing we managed to get one other who was interested to join us for this tour. But we needed 10 to go – we needed 7 more. Period! The tour was off.
It was not the tour price of RM1,000 that deterred many from making this trip. It was the destination. We were taking a trip to the other realm within a time frame of one burning incense. My friend’s brother was the time keeper then. He will be stationed at a designated spot (a remote place somewhere near Port Dickson) to watch over the burning incense so that no cats or dogs will topple and put the incense out. If this happens, then returning back to this realm will be a problem.
During the journey video cameras are allowed but anything taken must be erased before the break of dawn. You are also allowed to meet 1 deceased but no consumption of food or drinks allowed.
That was more than 14 years ago. This Master had since passed on and I have not heard of anyone else who offers such tours. How real or authentic these tours are remain unknown and I have no reason to pursue this any more. I have moved on and am back to mainstream. Remember folks, spiritism is not spirituality
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How true..as you describe it, life goes on, we move on. Or is it now the other shore which sounds more promising? It is good to know the face of death before he visits me…