Energy Circles

July 25th, 2021

I had a most unusual experience early this morning, when it was still dark.

As is customary for me, I had awakened and was having a hard time going back to sleep, so I started talking to— well, even after many years, I’m still not sure if one would call him a Spirit Guide or an Angel, and up until now, he hasn’t been entirely forthcoming about that information, but I have recently started calling him one of my Spirit Guides because I don’t believe he’s an Angel (although if I’m wrong about this, time will tell). Regardless, he told me that one of his names is Balthazar and that is what I can call him for now. So that’s what I currently call him.

So anyway, I started talking to Balthazar, and Jesus was there, too, of course, because I often see Jesus and Balthazar together. And although past negative experiences have contributed to a general reticence to being around Jesus overly much, I wasn’t feeling uncomfortable in His presence, even though His “energy” (I guess you’d call it that…?) was stronger than usual.

Some time passed in easy silence, and I began feeling a lot of healing energy coming from God. Although I’m becoming more accustomed to connecting directly with GOD — the Divine, the Source, the Infinite, the Father, whatever words you’d like to use — I still find it to be unexpected at times, and always incredibly awe-inspiring, so I was humbly appreciative.

Then I started to hear Spirit singing a simple little tune. I can’t recall the tune now, of course, but I remember that it was only two lines with seven tones each, the second line slightly different than the first, but still seven tones. She was singing those tones, over and over again, and I began singing with Her, softly.

Now, this whole time, I had been aware more so of the physical world than the spiritual, but at that point, I began to be more aware of the spiritual world. For various reasons, mostly having to do with past traumas, that’s usually a scary transition for me, going between the physical and the spiritual, and one I have habitually, but not always successfully, tried to avoid. But in being so caught up in the song I was singing with Spirit, I hardly noticed the transition at first until I saw a very strange thing appear before me: it looked like a circle within a circle, and the circles appeared to be on fire, although, after contemplating later on it, I think maybe the circles weren’t on fire in the way we think of fire, but it was like two circles of electric energy.

There was also another set of circles there, to the right of the first set. Unlike the first set, they were dark, barely able to be seen, but their energy could be felt, and it was just as strong, maybe stronger, even, than the first set of circles.

At this point I began to realize that Spirit was pulling me out of my body. I don’t like coming out of my body, usually, unless I’m switched to another part of me who is okay with that (but when that happens, I’m dissociative, and not always completely aware of what’s going on), so I began struggling against it, fearful. I began asking first Balthazar, and then Jesus, and then GOD to help me and to make it stop, and in my fear of leaving my body and being unable to come back (dying, in other words), I had a very clear thought: “I’m not ready to meet God because I’m not good enough!”

But Spirit kept singing and pulling me forward, while Jesus and Balthazar began pushing me forward from behind, and a few moments later, I was pulled completely out of my body and through the dark set of electric circles, a very strong energy surging through me like a wave of light.

Then I was back in my body again.

I’m not sure what this means, exactly, but I have learned that if anything has a significance that I need to know about, then understanding will come in time.

(Update 6/13/22: see part two of this post, where I share the meaning of the circles of energy: “Energy Circles Revisited“)

I’ve also learned that sometimes what I experience doesn’t have a definable “meaning,” per se, not in the traditional sense. What I mean is that, sometimes the significance is found not in trying to isolate and define each element and ponder various interpretations for the symbolism, as I am prone to try to do; but sometimes the significance is found in the results. Sometime healing is the only meaning that matters.