Walking Between Worlds
© Leslee Jo Klinsky
I feel the familiar swirling halo of warmth around the whole of my body as I sit comfortably on the blue-green puffy couch in my living room. The embracing warmness beckons me to succeed this time, and I shall. White clouds begin to well up ten feet in the distance—Cirrus-type—gently sweeping in a wisp, like the exhaust from some smoldering extinguished ember tips. Solid objects that once poke through the ambiguous cloudiness now fragment and disperse. The door in the distance, pictures on the walls and the ever-present beige carpeting vanish lazily as I watch mesmerized in a three-quarter trance.
Forward, I see interspersed sparks of movement up and down, side to side, in every periphery. Semi-transparent things are flying everywhere, in complete disarray, so it takes every bit of concentration to keep from breaking my forward focus.
I raise my hands to a comfortable distance between my heart and throat and feel extreme rushes of energy flowing between them. This creates an apparent opening I can only describe as a gateway, and I do not know how I came upon this method but it works.
The cloud thickens rapidly, and colors form at the outer edges—first grayish-white, then indigo surprise. The colors whirl inward to encompass everything in front of me. What is left of the scene beyond vibrates erratically and dissipates within the forming cloud base. What appeared solid before, shifts and tilts this way and that, breaking away. Background sounds of a refrigerator and air conditioner fade to their lowest drones, and suddenly nothing exists beyond the clouds.
My body is just a buzz, and I feel the inside and outside of it simultaneously. Through the crown of my head I see the clouds summon me forth to the unknown, and I know that all of my long-sought answers and Truth lie beyond this point. Awestruck, I begin my walk between worlds.
The magnificent force of the sun shines full blast here now, pure being in Light—that which all seek but few find. There lay the world’s thoughts, swirling and vibrating possibilities in the distance of the Void. I see the density of thoughts as they build and then dissipate without cohesion. It is at this level that thoughts, whether internally or externally, become blocks, clogs, hooks, attachments—the hindrances of life. I watch as thick, energetic tentacles deplete the life force from bodily energies.
Everything connects between worlds, as in our own lower-frequency world, energetically via webs of vibration, and I see them as opalescent filaments and dancing particles everywhere. There is no pressure. Everyday matters lose meaning and drama cannot prevail. No fear or greed, jealousy or pain here. Beyond the body to pure thought, things that mattered just moments before mean nothing. The pace is relaxed and all flows, openess and freedom, no constriction. I must bring this to the people, I think, as I drift further into the Void.
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ABOUT THE AUTHOR: Leslee Jo Klinsky is an Akashic Records Consultant and energy healer who serves people globally. She is sought by and works with renowned authors, musicians, actors, and innovators, and any who seek soul level guidance, clarity, or closure from the sacred source of the Akashic Records. Leslee specializes in sessions that combine the wisdom of the Akashic Records plus potent energy block releases for soul-level empowerment. She can be reached at: lesleek@energy-connection.net, 480-437-4415, www.energy-connection.net or www.akashicdreams.com.
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