posted on May, 15 2008 @ 09:25 PM
reply to post by chrisonabike
Hey chrisonabike... Thanks for the interesting read. To be honest, I think most of us here would have found it interesting no matter who wrote it.
The point of my post; Your story of the ribbon is actually very similar to two stories I have heard first hand in my life. The first was in
Woodstock, New York, where a "ribbon" that could only be described as luminous black descended into a campfire, swirling about and then leaving....
this was during an "enlightenment" session... I was not present. .
The second was in Lake Tahoe, told to me by an old Native American. His story is actually quite similar, down to the campfire and all, but took place
60 years ago as a boy.
My question is, could you describe the "feeling" you incurred during this? Both of these other stories told to me, described a feeling mixed between
disbelief, calm, content, and acceptance. That they were intended to witness this, but not for any other reason than to experience it. I don't know
if that makes sense, but I would love an answer if you get the time.
I don't know if you are checking in still, but I stopped reading at page four and will try and see if you have answered this already...