Some information from this morning’s OBE is slowly coming back to me as the day progresses. Specifically the conversation I had with my guide while I floated in darkness during my OBE. There was also an entire OBE that I forgot.
Messages
The first memory I had was of being told about how fleeting information given to an individual while OOB is. My guide specifically told me, “70% is lost” and the other 30% does not often make sense. Why would it if such a big chunk of it is missing?! I don’t remember even reacting to the information really but I did repeat it to myself several times which tells me I thought it important. I usually repeat information given to me by my guides or others in astral if I want to remember it. Sometimes I will say it several times, other times I have even written things down. It doesn’t always work. This time it did, but it was delayed.
Council OBE
There was also a sudden memory that hit me while I was browsing through the blogs I follow on WordPress. One of the blogs titles included the word “council”. As soon as I read it, I remembered that I had a meeting with mine. How could I have forgotten that?? Ah, that must have been part of the 70% I lost!
The specific memory I had was of sitting at a table that was very large. It was shiny mahogany and circular. I was sitting with a man, likely the same male guide I had been interacting with the entire night, but I could not see him. I just felt him. Across from us and very obviously separated from us, were four people. I saw each of them but it is hard n
ow to remember what they looked like. I do remember it being bright and there being bright colors, specifically blue and yellow. Interestingly, as with many of my astral environments, this one had a very yellowish glow to it. It is as if someone replaced all the regular light bulbs in a room with yellow ones.
I remember being startled when I first became aware of where I was. I looked around and saw that the space resembled a conference room in an office similar to what one would see in the movies or on TV (it reminded me of the conference room in Mad Men actually!). Like I said, it was very bright and I recall thinking there must be windows but I didn’t see any.
Then I looked across the table and saw four well dressed men and women. I again do not recall them in detail but I do want to say that the men were wearing blue suits. I am certain my jaw dropped at seeing them. I looked down and saw that only a few feet separated myself and my guide from them, but it felt like the distance was much farther; like the table was massive and I was all the way over on the other end, tiny and insignificant.
As soon as I absorbed it all I exclaimed, “Is this my Council?”
My memory of the experience ends there. I am frustrated that it does because I have not met with my council like this. I have sensed them with my mind and spoken with one of them (I think), but I have never actually seen them all together. I also thought I had way more than 4, well actually 5 counting the guide at my side. I am pleased to not have a fearful feeling accompany the memory. I always thought I would feel like a school girl going to the principal’s office when I met my council.
My Team
Now that I think about it, the word council implies some kind of judgement is being given or that there is some higher authority involved, at least to me it does. I don’t like that. I prefer the term Team because it feels more accurate to me. Yet in the experience I had, I identified this group of people as my Council.
It is interesting to me how much I seem to know while OOB. I know names, faces, places, etc. Yet when I awaken and think back on the experience I have no clue who or what I seemed to have known then. It is the same with this experience. I seemed genuinely pleased to see them and, though I did at first sense separation and feel small, that feeling vanished when I recognized them. Now when I look back they all seem like strangers to me and their faces are blank or all muddled together. At least I know I met them. I suppose that is enough.