My Other-Selves

To start with I would like to point out a few things. First of all, it all started before I became interested in the journey of my spirit. I was not even a beginner, not to mention a skeptic. I had not read any books or literature on the things I am going to describe here. What is more, I was not a very spiritual person. Of course, I had feelings, I thought I knew a lot about life and myself. For me, like probably for many people, life consisted of a number of coincidences. I did not feel, or maybe to put it right, I feared to be an individual. Though I was considered to be energetic, cheerful, caring, and ambitious, I often preferred to stay aside not noticed as an individual, but rather one of all those living on the planet-Earth. Finally, it all happened when I was going through a difficult time, such as the end of a relationship, starting a few new projects and then being too tired and depressed to complete them. Consequently I was getting more and more miserable, pessimistic and afraid of life.

My friend introduced me to a healer named Jodell Bumatay while I was on vacation in California from my work in Poland. As usual, being a talkative and very sociable person, I had no problem with starting a conversation. However, to me, quite a skeptic then, as far as life on the spiritual basis, the things this woman was talking about were not very understandable. Just to please my friend, I accepted a healing session with this woman.

When I met her, I remember that I was tired and as the atmosphere in the room was relaxed and very friendly so, I decided to lie down and follow along with what the healer was saying to me. I was not thinking there was anything that was happening or that would happen to me.

Jodell asked me to close my eyes and tell her what I could see. I could often see the things with my eyes closed, but I had thought it was my vivid imagination and maybe some kind of escape from the world and people round me. So, I said I could see a sea and beautiful water (I love water a lot). The scene was very soothing and relaxing.

Then Jodell asked me to concentrate on a particular point and I realized I was going through a strange tunnel. It was a strange and new feeling to me. I didn't feel very comfortable because I was the one who always controlled my life and suddenly there was something new and unpredictable. I was calmed down and assured by the woman that I would be fine and nothing wrong could happen to me, and, actually, I still had control.

It was a really weird feeling. Namely, I realized I had left my body and had flewn to the end of the pier at the wharf, and then up into the sky above the sea. I remember flying past grey pelicans, and then going through a hole in the sky, then a tunnel. In that tunnel I noticed white light and when I began to focus I noticed a glass-like column that was situated on the left side of a room. The column was open on its side. Actually, it looked like a control room or a laboratory in a space ship. It was grey in there, no furniture, except for four computers and four chairs. I could not notice anybody there, but, on the other hand, I sensed somebody's presence. Then one of the chairs, or rather arm-chairs, turned into my direction and I saw a woman. She did not look friendly. Actually, I thought she was quite hostile then. She was wearing a dark green or grey uniform. Her hair was short and she was both slim and very muscular. She was very self-confident and also very harsh.

Suddenly, I realized she was looking at me with despise and lack of sympathy, and I did not like it at all. I got this feeling of being inferior to this newly met woman. I cannot explain how I knew it, but I did know that it was me-my other-self. I was shocked at that point. She was smiling at me ironically and I could not stand it. Then she turned back to her computer screen, and then I noticed that only her computer was turned on. I could see that she was trying to type something, but to me it was just rows of strange signs or numbers I could not decipher. I could not make sense of it at all. I asked her what she was doing and then it all started.

This militaristic figure became even more hostile and angry with me and snapped at me as if it was all my fault. I was to blame. Namely, she could not finish her work, whatever it meant, because I had some things started and had not completed them yet. I slowed her down. I was surprised, but suddenly it all started to make sense to me. I knew what she meant. I knew it very well. I promised to her that I would try hard to put things in my life in the best order. Still, I did not like the way she looked at me and despised me.

Jodell helped me and asked me to ask my Other Self some questions about time travel. Jodell asked her some other questions that I cannot recall. She and my Other Self were discussing space and time, and my Other Self said that there was no future. Future is simultaneously happening with the present. Jodell asked if she knew how to travel through time. My Other Self said it was very simple and agreed to show it to me. She told me to get into the column and then I started swirling and suddenly got to the same spot on the wharf by the sea where I began.

It took me a year to meet my second other-self again. Actually a lot of things had happened and changed in my life between my meeting with the first and the second other-self. I had already completed the projects that I had started before meeting my first other-self. What is more, I was no longer depressed or miserable, and I had already set new goals in my life. Again, I was a cheerful, energetic and optimistic person.

That year went past very quickly and again I felt this need to spend my holidays in California. Well, I did not expect to experience that I would be lucky enough to meet my other-self there. To my best-friend, who was always informed, by me, about my meetings with my other-self, it was not surprising at all.

Namely, one day I realized I could see my second other-self. This time I was really relieved it was neither a soldier nor a Loch Ness Monster. It was .. a child. My second other-self turned out to be a six or seven year old girl. She was very cheerful and optimistic. Surrounded by different animals, she was sitting on her chair and writing - maybe fairy tales.

She was really concentrated on what she was doing. The animals around her were arguing about which one of them should be mentioned in the fairy tale first. The girl was laughing a lot and she was very happy to have all the animals around her. She did not mind their shouting and buzzing. They were really noisy, but at the same time the whole scene looked quite funny. I was surprised to see my first other-self standing there next to my second-other-self's chair in that original computer room while trying to control her animal-farm. She did not want, or maybe could not show, that she wanted to protect and give some peace to my second-self. The giraffe and elephant were most quarrelsome and the first other-self sometimes lost her temper and was yelling at the two animals, but then felt ashamed and said sorry! I could not believe my eyes! The place, though not changed physically, was much nicer then a year before.

After meeting my second-other self I got more motivated to go on my writing. It had been a long time before ever meeting my first other-self that I had dreamt of writing. Somehow I had thought I had not been good enough to do it and had been even afraid to give it a try. Well, my second other-self helped me a lot. I was surprised to see how easy it was-writing, finding an illustrator, and etc. I also became more carefree, the way the children are. I laughed a lot, found pleasure in drawing, enjoyed Marry-go round, and so on.

I met my third other-self about three months after meeting my second other-self. The third one was a pretty and sexy woman in her late twenties. She was wearing a long and loose dress and a straw-hat. On the hat there was a parrot sitting and looking at the computer screen. She, my third other-self, looked so ethereal and very poetic. I can even risk saying that artists would describe her as their muse. Her very positive energy filled the whole room. I could feel her peace and love. She was there typing and working on something. When I looked at the screen of her computer I could see beautiful pictures of nature. They were very poetic and ethereal too. I noticed that my first other-self was still standing by the chair of my second-other self, but she was so different from the one I had met over a year before. She was no longer harsh and rude. Then she was shy and full of respect to my third other-self as well as caring towards my second other-self.

I must admit that this encounter was the most surprising to me. I experienced her just a month after meeting my third other-self.

It was Christmas time and I was going by bus to visit my family. I was listening to music, looking at the sky and different shapes of clouds. The shapes of the clouds I was admiring resembled different animals and I felt like painting them. There was a lot of snow outside and the sun was going down. Suddenly, I saw my three other-selves. To my surprise the fourth, the last, chair was not empty any more. I could not believe it. However, I tried not to question things and decided to observe them carefully. My fourth other-self was an angel.

To make it clear-I am neither a church-goer nor a member of any sect. I did see an angel and it was both transparent and translucent, sort of like a cloud. The angel had very big wings and her face was like the face of a very young child. I was really surprised to see my fourth other-self to be an angel, but I was also surprised to notice my first, second and third other-selves merge to become one.

It reminded me of the three dimensional picture. Everything was very quick then. Overlapping my three other-selves overlapped and became one. At that very moment my fourth other-self flew up to them and gave them a hug by putting her wings around them. Suddenly they all started swirling and became a stream of light. Then this stream of light got into a column, and still swirling, got into me.

This is just the beginning of my journey. it started with Jodell Bumatay guiding me to open my Third Eye and accept my psychic abilities and spiritual aspect of my self. If it had not been for her, I would have kept thinking that I was crazy and would not have completed the journey to my self as a spiritual being before I my thirtieth birthday. I have not talked about it to many people. Not everybody would understand it and besides it is very personal to me. My four other selves are not the consequence of my vivid imagination. Maybe some people would say that there is no proof for that. Well, I think they are not right. There is one irrefutable proof - Me.