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I am reading your book and love it so far.

I am on chapter 5, but have more questions than answers about Chapter 4, The Greys. I have so many questions on this chapter I could write a 1000 word letter on it and still not get all my thoughts captured. Your take on the Greys as a humorless, woe-ridden race is unlike any interpretation I’ve heard before.

I think the topic of aliens on the Night Shift deserves one or more chapters of its very own with nothing but your interpretation and reaction to any other races you encounter.  The Greys chapter is really more about emotions and free will and other topics than about these beings.

I’m curious about any and all races you have encountered through your dream state and how they relate to humanity. If another book is too ambitious at this point, I would really, really like to read blog articles about your new experiences at regular intervals.

Thank you again for sharing this part of your life with us.

Tom

Hello Tom,

The Greys … yes, many people have commented on them. As you mentioned, my Greys have nothing to do with the well known extraterrestrial association common with that name.

The topic of ‘Aliens’ as such certainly opens a large range of speculation in open dialogue.

I have volumes of Dream Journals filled with experiences yet to be shared. As of yet mention of another book hasn’t come up yet. However, I’m currently working on a concept to share these experiences in upcoming Blogs, in an artistic fashion. It helps when one is an artist…lol. I hope to unveil this concept soon.

It would certainly be intriguing to read what you came up with if you were to write that 1000 word letter, capturing as many of your thoughts as you could. You’d be surprised what may unfold if you were to follow through on something like that. Other people might share your queries. It’s always interesting hearing someone else’s perspective, as we are prone to see through the glasses we wear.

I’m glad you love the book so far, hope you enjoy the rest of it and perhaps find something helpful in it.

I’d be happy to read that letter if you were so inclined.

Sincerely, the Fringe Dweller

It was early on at the turn of this new century as I went for a stroll with a dear friend of  mine who calls himself ‘the Wise Wizard’.  Peter and I used to enjoy going for a stretch along Jericho beach in Vancouver, Canada to ground ourselves and catch up on each others lives.  He was always a great sounding board, and the first to chuckle at one of my few fears in life, dying in a fire or by drowning.  He was quick to share that he had a flash of me in former lives and it was little wonder WHY those two haunted me. Don’t get me wrong.  I’m not afraid of death per say, but the ‘how to’ part might be problematic as I don’t find myself attracted to pain.   Past lives have a way sometimes of leaving an emotional mark in this one and I’d had many an unpleasant ‘end’ as a Witch or Healer or ‘Woman of the Woods’ when it was less than popular to be one.  Thank goodness we don’t stone Naturopaths or Herbalists in this day and age.

N’way, we were strolling along taking in the sun and surf when it felt like a wall of emotion ‘gob smacked’ me in my tracks.  I had the distinct impression of fear, panic, desperation as though I was in peril. I pointed to some shrubbery where a large rock was present and said, ‘There.  That’s where it happened. I felt like I was dragged in there.”

To my utter astonishment my companion answered back in agreement. “I was overwhelmed with the urge to sexually assault you.  To drag you into those bushes”  Even though his comments sounded predatory I wasn’t worried or offended because we were both psychics, and we both understood that what we’d experienced was an example of an imprint, but from two very different points of view.  I had taken in the extreme emotions imprinted on the natural environment from the victim’s stand point while my friend had experienced the echo of the stalker.  Echoes are not the same as your own emotions and having had plenty of run-ins with other people’s feelings I could differentiate like a 5 year old can tell chocolate from strawberry ice cream.  Advantage goes to the Empath.

A psychic imprint then is an echo of an emotion, an emotional memory of an event that occurred by those who experienced it. The natural environment almost acts like a sponge recording and playing back that energy.  I don’t believe it can hurt you although it can shock or frighten the heck out of you if you didn’t know what it is, or when it’s coming.  More than likely you can expect to pick up on places that witnessed great tragedy as obvious sources of unexplained outbursts of emotional energy, however great joy and love can also imprint an area.

To review, any intense emotional charge can have this effect so be forewarned that just going into the bedroom of the average North American teenager may lead to bursts of emotional drama. (grin)  Yes, that was a joke.  For those of you who still have adolescent children at home….good luck with that.

For the rest of us, if you pass by an area and inexplicably find yourself shaken with intense emotions that aren’t your own, there’s a very good chance you just experienced your first psychic imprint. Inhale-Exhale.  Just breathe, and leave. Whatever happened is in the past so say a little prayer such as the protective affirmation “All that is not mine, please leave” with conviction, and go on with your day knowing you caught wind of some echoes wafting through time.

Namaste, Nicole

Ever see one of those Steven King movies where it was really scary building up the monster that you never got to see?  This post is a little like one of those scenes so please don’t lose it on me for that.  The truth is I never got to see it either.

I am a huge fan of ‘Listen to your Gut’.

I know a lot of people feel silly when their intuition speaks up and they try to play it down, but I’m here to tell you, don’t do that.  Case in point:  I was around 19 on a camping trip in Algonquin Park, Ontario-Canada with my then boyfriend.  Yes, that was a very long time ago because I now have a girlfriend, that’s how long ago it was.   Thankfully I listened when my red flags went off which IS the reason I am here to tell the tale of it at all.

We were having a weekend in rugged, au natural Algonquin and I was really looking forward to a bit of hiking, camping, fishing and of course some tent time with my fella.  I did say I was 19 after all.

We’d arrived a little after supper time in the summer months, and we had just enough light to get our tent up and go for a quick paddle before sun set. Then the evening would finish off with a lovely bon fire, s’mores, shooter drinks, and hopefully a laugh or two.

As we set out in our canoe aimlessly catching the drift and getting accustomed to the stroke of our paddles, we set our sites on a tiny little island in the centre of the lake as a point to aim for.  From a distance it was an itty bitty spot and looked to be the perfect area to pull up the boat and nibble on our sandwiches, but as we came into closer range my heart began to plummet.

I felt like a fool.

Not only had my heart sunk it was beginning to pound faster as adrenaline coursed through my body.  I said nothing as we approached the last 20 meters thinking that my response was uncalled for and embarrassing.  There was nothing on this little rock after all.  I could see no logical reason for this ridiculous outburst of emotion that screamed inside my body to go no further.

I pressed on.

As we pulled up on the rocks I found myself reeling looking around frantically as though the island itself was under suspicion, and still I said nothing as we dragged our canoe up on the sand mooring her there.  Determined to maintain my composure I sat down on the jagged stone outcroppings to fish out our humble dinner when finally my voice found its bearings.

“Michael.”  I said. “I don’t know how to explain this, but every fibre in my being tells me that we’re being watched, and if we don’t get off this island right now, we never will.  Get back in the boat with me and do it fast.”

In one swift motion we were back in the water paddling madly and to my profound relief my high school sweetheart admitted, “I was feeling the same thing too but was too embarrassed to say anything.  I’m so glad you did.”

Now you may be asking what was it that had us so spooked that we tore out of there like our heads were on fire but to this day I still don’t know.  Happily I don’t have to know.  I’m still alive.  If you’ve watched the horror movies it’s Dead guy #3 who goes looking for the source of it or who shrugs off his gut instincts and keeps going.

You can give it all sorts of titles from vibes, to intuition, to your gut or even your ‘Spidy sense’, but it all amounts to the same thing, your inner knowingness.  Don’t be afraid to let it speak and when it does, for goodness sake, shut up and listen.

Namaste, Nicole

Dear Monica,

Love your interview with Marla Frees. I have talked with Marla a few times in email and
on the phone, she is cool.

Just wanted to share with you, that as I see The Grid and symbols around people all the time, I draw them for people. I call them galactic light language or soul symbols.  They speak to the soul/emotions without words and help us move forward in life.

Well there it is, my guides wanted to write to you and share.  Thank you for all the blessed work you are doing in the Universe!

Many Blessings of love and light,

Dr. Salo Stanley

www.salosounds.com

Hello Dr. Salo,

Marla Frees is a ‘cool’ person, I had a great time in our Dreamland radio interview.

I created a painting titled ‘The Grid’ to show my experience of what underlies all that is, the Matrix as I see it. How incredible to hear you share your experience of  it. It’s always fascinating to hear a different perspective of things. Not only does it validate the visions for us who may question what we see, it also adds information to fill in the gaps and potentially see the ‘bigger picture’.

Sometimes I’m frustrated that I can’t seem to find words that accurately describe what I feel, see, or hear.  I find myself smiling when I hear new verbal descriptions like ‘Galactic Light Language’ or ‘Soul Symbols’. What a beautiful choice of words to express what you perceive. It’s a personal vocabulary created out of necessity to describe the experience the best way one can.

I’m glad to hear you too draw and share what you see. Art is a wonderful form of communication, that’s not defined or limited by spoken language. Art can be a limitless form of expression that reaches a part of us we may not even understand through initial observation. It speaks to us on many levels.

By the way, did you hi-jack my personal library  for your website’s Recommended Reading list …lol? I find it remarkable  all the same titles we hold. If there is one additional book I could recommend, it’s Power vs Force-the Hidden Detriments of Human Behavior by David R. Hawkins, absolutely fascinating and illuminating.

Thank you for sharing, and keep up the wonderful work!

Sincerely, the Fringe Dweller

Your name Monica Holy says it. It is holy work you are doing.

Many, many people do this work. All souls of evolvement help out.

Me too. I experienced helping a lone arctic explorer who had called out for help. I was in meditation at the time. I went to his side. He felt my presence and was comforted. Same with a large boat going down. I was under water helping to guide the souls who were passing over. 9/11 was a major time for such as us. We are all put to use.

The spiritual hierarchy are here in abundance. The time demands it. I wish you well in getting
the message out there for those who have no idea just what lies within them.

God Bless,

Bhavani, England.

Hello Bhavani

My name is what it is, I can live with it now, however in high school growing up-well that’s another matter altogether lol!

It’s wonderful to hear from another Fringe Dweller. Thank you for sharing your story. This is what getting the message out there is all about, people like you coming forward in open dialogue about your experiences. It re-confirms that we are not alone in our journey as Fringe Dwellers.

I wish hearing and reading more about this subject, will bring people some understanding and lessen any fears they may have surrounding supernatural, paranormal, psychic, medium and lucid dream experiences they have encountered. You are so right in mentioning all the people out there who may have no idea of what lies within them. Let’s hope all this discussion brings about new untapped potential for good things.

“Embrace your inner Freakdom-make it your Dance Partner” is what I like to encourage!

Thank you for spreading the message,

Sincerely, the Fringe Dweller

Submitted on 2009/12/24 at 6:58 am

Hi Monica,

Sometimes at night I used to get images flashing in my minds eye before I went to sleep and they made no sense to me.

I heard you talking about that this happens to you before you do what you do.

Maybe what I am experiencing is different ‘cause I don’t lucid dream, maybe I am psychic?

What do you think about these images I get?

Shannon

(BTW  I’m a guy even though I tend to have a more girlish first name hehe.)

Hi Shannon,

When I was speaking of  ‘Images flashing in my Minds Eye’ in that limbo state before drifting off to sleep, it was in specific reference to improving one’s ability to remember dreams, and improve lucid dreaming skills.

I’ve talked to many people who also get the ‘screen in their mind’s eye’. It doesn’t seem to be an uncommon occurrence. Perhaps it’s how far one takes that experience that denotes one’s ‘ability’ to lucid dream. Lucid Dreaming is the awareness  that you’re in a dream, with the potential to control your actions in the dream itself.

Whether  this particularly denotes psychic activity, I couldn’t say, because from early childhood to early adulthood, I had all my psychic experiences with a different method of falling asleep.

As for are you psychic ?-what I can suggest, is to take note of  other aspects in your life. Do you show signs of being sensitive in your waking reality – such as clairvoyance, clairsentient, clairaudient, empathic? What and how do you feel on a daily basis? Only you know what you feel on a deeper level. Become the ‘Observer’ of yourself to explore these possibilities further to see if you might be psychic.

What I can do here, is take a moment to expand on my process of falling asleep and stepping through portals to other dimensions by clarifying the difference from how the process  occurred during early childhood/early adulthood, and how it unfolds now.

Early childhood it happened naturally, without any effort on my part. I would simply find myself dropped into a dream like a ‘Movie already in Progress’. I never had the ‘images flashing in my Mind’s Eye’.  As I grew up, and questioned the ‘how, what, and why’ of things, my state of mind before sleep changed to ‘expect the unexpected’, and eventually grew into a fearfulness towards falling asleep.

I now went through a period in my life, where I wasn’t getting the proper sleep I needed.  I was in a constant state of Hyper Vigilance with both my waking and dreaming realities melting together in an endless loop.  However, I began to work with my mentor Carolyn Long, who  gave me the tools to better understand and cope with my gifts. This also meant I had to find a new sleep pattern that would give me the rest I needed. I had to learn all over again how to relax, and allow myself to fall asleep.

What I discovered with this new method of winding down for sleep time, was that in the act of relaxed meditation, I would find myself in that state of limbo I now talk about…where you’re about to drift off but can still here the dog barking outside. It was here, that the images would start to flash across the ‘Screen in my Mind’. The images would continue to stream, when suddenly I would feel the ‘switch’ go off in the form of a ‘synaptic snap’, and I’d find myself dropped into a dream like a ‘movie already in progress’. From here I take my lucid dreaming skills and apply them to the best of my ability, incorporating them with all the psychic-mediumship skills I’ve acquired in my life’s experiences.

Retraining myself to fall asleep via this calmer state of being , I’d have to venture that this was the more common and healthier process people who meditated experienced.

Know that you’re not the only one that does this, and perhaps look at it as a free ticket to a wondrous Movie Theatre. Have a positive experience by setting your intentions to do so, before falling asleep. Let the images unfold as they will, and enjoy the show!

Sincerely, The Fringe Dweller

I think its natural for people to want to make contact with their loved ones on the Other Side.  We know we’ll be reunited ‘one day’ but meanwhile we’d still like the occasional visit, the check in, just to say ‘hey’,  just to let us know they’re alright.

I was fortunate to have had the relationship I did with my Mother.  We were as contrary as two people could be.  If she said black I’d say white.  If she said she couldn’t, I’d say she could if only she would choose to. We were opposite ends of the same pole. We fought as only a mother and daughter can, but in the end, at the end of the day we knew we loved each other.

I remember once going to visit her and about 3 hours into our weekend turning to her and saying, “You drive me nuts. You will understand if I tell you that I love you like crazy and there isn’t anything I wouldn’t do for you, but I can only handle being around you for about an hour before going stark raving mad!”  Luckily she laughed, and responded that she understood, because she felt exactly the same way.  We had an odd relationship my Mother and I, but I never doubted her love for me or vice verse.

When Mom was diagnosed with multiple Myeloma she was told by her oncologist that this form of cancer was so rare she stood a better chance of winning a lottery than having this disease.  As was Mom’s custom to think negatively she said, “That’s my luck, my lottery.  If it weren’t for bad luck I’d have none at all.”   Of course the movie ‘The Secret’ wasn’t out yet and any talk of ‘creating your reality’ was not a topic I could broach with her. When I tried we fought.  It was MY life lesson to learn to let go.  To let go trying to save her from her negative thinking and just ‘be’ with her as she went through this difficult time in her life.  Letting someone ‘have at’ their negativity is a particularly tough one for me to swallow as I’m a fighter and don’t do victim third Chakra issues.  Playing the victim has always rubbed me the wrong way which is precisely the reason I reincarnated as this woman’s child no doubt (lol).  Nonetheless, I loved her fiercely and it was one of the hardest things I will ever do to have simply been present, and bare witness over the last ten weeks of her life.  Her mind slipped away as the toxins filled her body and the morphine barely kept the pain at bay.  She eventually elapsed into her first tongue as a French Canadian. That is when she would speak at all.

There were moments of lucidity.

One of those precious moments I made sure to ask her to do something for me.  I asked her to promise to pay me a visitation after she passed just to let me know that where ever she was, she was ok.

A promise is not something she would give she said, as she didn’t know what waited for her on the Other Side, and so she didn’t want to promise something she didn’t know if she could deliver on.  She had always been a woman of her word, and since she did not give it lightly she would not do so now.  However, with a little grin and mischief in her eyes she did say that we all knew how stubborn she was, and if there was a way, she would find it.

My Mother passed two days before her birthday on Feb. 19^th and fulfilled her non-promise to me on my birthday that same year, April 23^rd.

It was somewhere in the wee hours around 3-4am when I woke to stumble from the couch towards my bedroom.  In that half sleep state I was on auto pilot groping for familiar landmarks so that I wouldn’t have to open my eyes when my Mother’s voice  filled both my head and the room.

“Happy Birthday Sweetheart” was all she said.

My eyes jerked open as I felt the essence of her pass through the room and instantly my knees hit the floor, tears falling freely I answered.

“I heard you mom loud and clear. You got through. You found a way. Thank you.”

So if you ask me about the after life, of this I have no doubt.  Thank you Mom, and thank you for my second visit too.

Namaste Nicole

What system of self protection do you initiate to keep from unwanted intrusion/interference? Do you surround yourself in white light etc…?

Note: Great interview on Dreamland.

Fabulous artwork.

You are so articulate and your joyfulness is delightful.

Barbara

Dear Barbara,

I talked about basic methods of protection in the post “Am I Opening a Door I’m  not ready for?” in answer to a similar question. However here are some additional tools.

A good start, is not inviting any Dark Energies ‘in for tea’. When meditating, or intent with prayer, only invite and ask for those of ‘The Light’. Nicole wrote in more detail about Dark Energies and ‘ways to send them packing’ in her Coming Out of the Psychic Closet blog post “A Word on Ouija Boards”.

There are methods of protecting or ‘Smudging’ your home against unwanted or lingering intrusions. Smudging, is a ritual purification by smoke using herbs thought to purify. Many people smudge their home before social gatherings to infuse the space with good energy, and afterward to rid it of any unwanted ones. Energies can cling on to objects as well. I smudge articles I’ve purchased as soon as I bring them home, especially antiques or used items. Everything has an energetic history.

As for personal protection, it’s always a good practice to Ground Yourself. There are a multitude of ways to envision this. It’s a matter of personal preference, and finding a way that works for you. One method if you are standing, is to envision tree roots from your feet and toes embedding themselves deeply into the earth, while silver strands of light extend from your head into the sky above. Other methods involve imagining yourself laying down, with tree roots extending from each of your Chakras to the earth beneath you, while strands of light extend from each of your Chakras to the sky above you. This is a wonderful method to start and end your day with as you lay down in bed.

Thank you for your kind words, and I hope these methods of protection are helpful.

Sincerely, The Fringe Dweller

Submitted on 2009/11/20 at 2:41 am

Just curious- why do you think there is dark energy if we’re all trying to be positive and all that?

What good does it do to have the dark side?

Amber

Hi Amber,

To answer with one word- BALANCE. It’s difficult to have one point of perspective, without the other. We need to have both for a whole frame of reference. However, for a more detailed answer, check out co-author Nicole’s ‘Coming Out of The Psychic Closet’ Blog post titled ‘The Purpose of Dark Energies’.

Sincerely, The Fringe Dweller