To 'resonate' is to construct a virtual bridge made entirely of *frequency*. What does not resonate with us, we cannot accept. Thus, a positive projection will repel the most virulent manifestation. An evil projection will repel the most positive manifestation. And so on, and so, vice-versa.
Once when studying a pentacle of Mercury, I decided to experiment with reading the pentacles with my mind's eye. During one trance session I allowed my body to completely relax, and then take on the paralysis state. The pentacle was placed upon my forehead by my partner. At first I only experienced the usual sensations (my breathing becoming an external sound, my limbs losing sensation, and the occasional flipping around of my astral arm outside of my body, and sometimes my astral leg twisting around.
Without warning I beheld a vivid image of a portal or a wheel spinning before me. Standing between myself and this portal was the silhouette of a man. Silver and white light engulfed us. But, the silhouette remained in the gray scale. We gazed upon one another for a length of time I cannot remember.
The experience ended there. Other ventures ensued, and some I experienced with eyes open, having beheld shadowy spirals, portals of light, and buzzing orbs. Yet, throughout all experiences I did not understand at the time what resonating meant.
Without the proper frequency, some doors will always remain closed to the wanderer.
Once when studying a pentacle of Mercury, I decided to experiment with reading the pentacles with my mind's eye. During one trance session I allowed my body to completely relax, and then take on the paralysis state. The pentacle was placed upon my forehead by my partner. At first I only experienced the usual sensations (my breathing becoming an external sound, my limbs losing sensation, and the occasional flipping around of my astral arm outside of my body, and sometimes my astral leg twisting around.
Without warning I beheld a vivid image of a portal or a wheel spinning before me. Standing between myself and this portal was the silhouette of a man. Silver and white light engulfed us. But, the silhouette remained in the gray scale. We gazed upon one another for a length of time I cannot remember.
The experience ended there. Other ventures ensued, and some I experienced with eyes open, having beheld shadowy spirals, portals of light, and buzzing orbs. Yet, throughout all experiences I did not understand at the time what resonating meant.
Without the proper frequency, some doors will always remain closed to the wanderer.
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