If you want the full story start with my blog Amazing Healing Via Smart TV. This is the 4th installment of experience.
To catch you up:
I’d already received my Healing Treatment from Q, short for Quscezzelment, my new ET friend. Some other Space Alien had turned on my like-new Smart TV, which is their signal to talk. Using our Quantum Selling protocols, I communicated via the Universal Consciousness Network.
I was a little ticked off. I needed to sleep after the treatments.
My consciousness was floating above the arm in the Milky Way Galaxy where Earth resides. I was ready for verbal combat.
Oh, I must first tell you how beautiful it is up there. When we look at the sky away from the city lights and see the Milky Way on a moonless night, it is magnificent. But when you are up here the view is beyond description.
It is an exquisite, unforgettable living event of unworldly beauty. The galaxy is as alive as any organism on Earth. The organic structure the Stars, Planets, Nebula, Pulsars, Giants, Dwarfs and occasional Supernova is … it is magnificent. The essence of natural beauty.
And the sounds, OMG! the sounds … we’ll have to get to that that later.
Anyway there I was, an angry Cowboy calling out the Universe.
I repeated myself, “Speak up! Somebody up here thought it would be fun to poke the bear in the middle of my healing treatment. Who turned on my darn TV?”
I’m not sure I said darn. I get a little Country when I’m riled. Ah heck, I was full cowboy.
Remember I don’t hear these folks as well as my Spiritual Guides. My consciousness has to tune into theirs then my Universal translator kicks in. That’s what I call it.
My attitude probably needed an upgrade.
Finally, a very timid voice sounded from the other side of the Galaxy. He said, “I call.”
Now, here I am shouting like an ugly American ordering breakfast in Mexico. You know, if they don’t understand simple English you raise your voice.
Louder still I said, “Who are You!?”
No answer.
I said, “You called me. What is your name.”
Finally, he said, “Rogerrschunder.” Something like Roger Thunder slurred.
“Why did you call Roger? I can call you Roger, can’t I?’
My translator kicked in, “Yes, me Roger. Sorry I poked you Mr. Bear.”
“No, that’s just an expression. I’m not a bear.”
He said, “Yes, like bear from Earth zoo.”
Clearly, we had a failure to communicate.
“What? You think I’m a bear from a zoo?”
“Yes, bear from Earth Zoo.”
“You think Earth is a Zoo?”
“Yes, Earth is Zoo. Sorry, I poked you, Bear.”
“Earth has many zoos. Earth is not one zoo.”
“Oh yes, many animals, much danger. Humans very dangerous. Kill each other. Earth is zoo. We come tame.”
“You visit Earth because you think it’s a Zoo?”
“Surprised Bear come up to visit. Don’t get Bears here. Not be angry. We only want to heal.”
I was beginning to see my behavior as a real problem. I calmed myself.
“I apologize. I reacted poorly. Why did you call, Roger?”
“I wanted to help Bear.”
“My name is Tom.”
“Yes, Tom Bear. We have best healing.”
“So you’re saying you … your people have the best healing up here?”
Roger said, “We have best healing!” Then the galaxy erupted with sound. As my translator kicked in I heard, “Here best healing.” “We are best.” “Best over here.”
This went on for a while. A choral of strange voices, resonating together like a wonderful Choral. They were vying with each other. Without any hostility; I even heard laughter.
So unlike Earth.
I was struck by the great number of voices. I couldn’t count them all. And this was only one galaxy. I worried for a moment that I’d kicked a real hornet’s nest. But it didn’t feel threatening.
I could feel their love. Unconditional love. I might be a bear but I wasn’t judged. I felt a loving warmth surround my consciousness. I no longer felt aggressive; I was in awe.
Maybe Earth is an angry Zoo.
These folks exhibit only love.
I wanted to leave without creating intergalactic troubles. I said. “Thank you everybody. You warm my soul. Roger, I’ll try your healing, next.”
“Wonderful. I won’t poke you Bear.”
Making a mental note to take Roger’s healing next visit. I came back into beta. My head was plenty woozy. I was starting to climb into bed when it hit me.
My whole being was glowing with a blast of pure healing light. Which continued for quite a while. I fell asleep across the bed. I must have gotten cold in the night because I was under covers in the morning.
It took three days before I could see straight. I was filled with Vertigo. I sat in front of the TV vegging for three days with a head full of ideas and no way to use them.
Roger thought next meant now. His was a powerful healing but for the near future I’ll stick with Q
I’ll tell you what Q’s Bonded One, Qucsizzlemeter, told me next time.
Good Luck and Great Adventures,
Tom Pauley
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