Night School

Hi everyone!

I decided to pop in here today and take a few minutes to bring up a subject I haven’t found out there on the internet yet, or on YouTube. For myself, this topic is what I’ve been calling my “night school” experience. It most always seems to take place while in that in-between state of sleep and awake, where we might find ourselves within a group or a classroom and being taught amazing things by inter-dimensional beings. I think we probably all do this at night, at least sometimes, but most of us forget where we’ve been when we wake up in the morning.

For me, when this happens, I suddenly find myself sitting in a circle on a floor with others whom I have come to recognize over the years. During these times, we’re in what most would call the astral body. I kind of prefer to call it our light body, because even though we still feel physical, we’re not, but because our frequency is so high that we are holding more light. If someone from 3D were to be in our presence, we would be invisible to them, because our vibration has raised so much. Some of these others I’m with during these times, are in human bodies like myself and others are obvious extraterrestrials or light beings. We’re all students in the same night school and for this video, I thought it might be interesting to share the last lesson that I remember having a few weeks ago.

In this school, we’ve gone through numerous instructions on many topics, like teleporting, dissolving through walls, moving objects with our minds, vanishing, piloting a starship (I crashed on that one, because I kept believing I was in my car - doesn’t work that way!), walking through fire, being an object like a tree or a rock, and so on. And as an interesting aside, I never remember going to night school when I’ve been stressed or anxious, or emotional. I can only get there when I’m peaceful and have meditated. Over the past few visits to the classroom, we’d been learning levitation. I think I did okay on that one.

So what happened was that we were all brought into a large room filled with white light, with an open ceiling showing a blue sky above. Our instructor for this series of classes, was one of the newer light beings. The previous night school teacher appeared as an orb that pulsated colors, mostly blue and light purple. This was an obvious male presence and as he spoke telepathically to us, the orb would just float around the room, stopping to help any of us that were having difficulty. I remember when we asked him what his name was, he jokingly said he was in-between names, but we could call him Jeremiah. Over time some of us began calling him Jerry, which he didn’t seem to mind. Anyway, Jerry was with us for what I’ve determined to be about seven years and we all respected and loved him. One night he came and introduced us to another who would become our new teacher. She was called Mantis and was a humanoid form light being about five and a half feet tall. Even though she spoke to us telepathically, her voice was very unusual and came into my mind as a musical trilling sound, yet very discernible in words, really easy to understand. She’s very loving and kind and gentle with us all.

Mantis is still with us and as I mentioned, in our latest series of classes she’s been teaching us levitation. Well we just recently completed the last night of that series and I thought I would share in this video what we did during that class. My partner’s name is Joe and I usually sit beside him as we have been classmates in this school for nearly forty years. Although some of the students come and go, there are many others who have been in this same group for almost as long. What I’ve found to be most fascinating about this night school is that very few of those in my class seem to remember, in their waking lives, what they did or where they’ve been on these night journeys, although most know they’ve been somewhere and some just call it a dream and others refer to it as an out-of-body state. For me it’s more than a lucid dream and is more like being in another dimension of reality, another realm that’s very familiar to me. Why do I remember? Who knows…? I don’t always. This might happen every night but I only remember those that take place maybe once a month or so.

The last levitation class began with review, where we would partner up and demonstrate how far we’ve come in our learning. We always use a partner, both for support and safety, even though in truth nothing could happen to us because we are in our light bodies, but since we are so used to being material that we forget we can’t be hurt and if we begin to panic, our material body wakes up and we disappear from our night school back into our waking life, missing the lesson. I’ve actually more than once, awakened from this classroom, because my body had to pee, and when I’ve laid back down, I’ve been able to go right back to the classroom, but this is not always the case.

An interesting part of this is that each student has their own unique way of putting the knowledge into practice. For example, Joe always begins his levitation by laying on the floor. I do the opposite. I stand against a wall and pull one leg up from the knee behind me while the other leg is still on the ground. Then while continuing to lean against the wall, I lift the other leg up until I feel like I’m safely floating. Then I pull my torso away from the wall and I’m hovering in the air. Joe, on the other hand, lays on the floor and after a moment or two his body begins to tremble and as the vibration becomes stronger his body begins to rise up slowly off the floor, still in that lying position. I teased him one time about how he never opens his eyes and he simply said, ”Why should I”? Yeah, okay.

During this class, after we demonstrated our current level of skill to Mantis, she taught us the last lesson in this particular topic or series. She began by pulling up one of the students from his sitting position and asked him to stand beside her. The student’s name is Archer and he’s only been in this class for a few months, but he really catches on fast. It’s a little hard to tell how old he is in real life, because since we’re all in our light bodies, everyone appears to be in their mid 20s, except the children who in real life are only about six years old. Also, we have four students right now who in real life are in their 80s and 90s, but appear in class as in their prime. I love that part!

Mantis then asked Archer to imagine he was on a mountain top and he’s about to jump off the mountain and float slowly and safely down to the ground. He asked if he could close his eyes …which like I said, is a little bit of a joke, because we don’t really have eyes in our astral form, but she told him that if it helps he should go ahead. Archer’s body started weaving nervously, as if he really was standing in a very precarious position on a mountain top. We waited as he got situated, then Mantis shouted “now!” And we watched as Archer jumped and his body bowed backwards and then began to float higher and higher up into the air. He started shouting out “whoa!” And he leaned back as if he was floating in water and looked like he was in total bliss. Finally Mantis in her soft trill asked him to return to class and he very hesitantly floated back down, with a happy peaceful smile on his face.

Then Mantis came up to each of us and took us through a similar test. The strange thing is that each of us is given a different instruction than the others. For one of the children in the group, a little girl named Becky, Mantis had her imagine holding her favorite stuffed toy, a dragon with wings (named Penny) and hold on to Penny’s wings and ask her to fly her high up into the sky until she said stop. We all watched as both of Becky’s hands reached out as if she were holding on to something and said “Penny Fly!”. Becky began giggling and soon was laughing and shouting out “Faster Penny, faster!” It was so cool!

For me Mantis asked me to imagine (and I also closed my etheric eyes) to imagine that I’m sitting beside a perfectly clear aqua-blue lake, then to get up and walk into the lake until the water completely covered my head. And you know, I’m convinced that she chose water for me because I’m not a good swimmer so I’ve always been a little nervous around water. Well, I did what she asked, constantly reminding myself, “You’re okay, you can’t drown.” HA! I noticed that the edge of the lake sloped gradually into the water and could feel a soft surface under my feet. The water was really warm and comforting and while this was happening I had several realizations. First I looked down and realized my feet and legs were bare. Then I noticed that I was wearing my favorite yellow bikini that I bought when I was 16 years old. I loved that bikini. I got it because of the song, my itsy bitsy teenie weenie yellow polka dot bikini, that was very popular back then. Kind of amazing for it to show up in this place where I’m just about that same age as I was when I wore that bikini - ha! The other thing I noticed was that when I got under the water I could breathe under water just as easily as when I’m breathing air. I was so excited about this and felt very young and free. The moment I was immersed in that wonderful feeling I suddenly noticed that there was no longer a bottom to the lake anymore and I was just floating as if on air. I kept floating in this amazing state until Mantis told me to stop. I didn’t want to, but I did.

After Joe had his turn I asked him what it was like for him. When Mantis called him up, she told him to imagine he was flying in an airplane and was about to do a parachute jump out of the window. As we watched, Joe’s body began crouching down, like a kid about to jump. His hand reached around to his back to the imaginary parachute pack and I saw his fingers touching the backpack. When Mantis called out “now!” Joe jumped and instead of landing back on his feet he began floating, just as Archer had done. He continued to float until Mantis asked him to stop. Afterwards I asked him what he had experienced. He told me it was very blissful at first. He said the sky was deeply blue and he was floating peacefully. Then not long before Mantis stopped him, he noticed some very menacing dark clouds on the horizon coming closer to him. Just as he began to be concerned for his safety Mantis stopped him. He said he wondered if she knew what he was seeing and that’s why she stopped him when she did. I asked him where the clouds came from and interestingly, he said, “from my fears”. He said he really wished he could have done it again, because he wanted to have enough time to dissolve what he called the fear-clouds. I found that really fascinating.

You know, speaking of remembering or not, I’ve asked my friend Joe if he remembers any of these night classes and he says he doesn’t, but he said he’s glad to know at least he’s learning something useful at night. I’ve also asked my son if he’s aware of going to night school and he says, “I know I go somewhere, but I know we’re not in the same class.” But you know, I actually wonder if that’s true, because for most of his life, he’s told me about a house that he often dreams about and his description is exactly a house that I often dream of. It’s totally the same and we usually often dream about it at the same time. So maybe that’s just the way he remembers it. I don’t know. One time when I was in the spiritual school I told you about, I went up to one of the guys that I recognized from my night school and said, “Hey your’e in my night school and he said, “Yeah, I know”. Wow! Blew me away!

Some of these night school memories are very clear in the morning and I’ll remember most everything - yet sometimes I might be aware of having been somewhere learning something, but have no memory of any details. I think a lot of it must depend on our frequency.

Anyway, there you go. I would love to hear if any of you have these sort of memories about attending your own night school.

See you next time! Hugs.