About megapixel healing

I was alone, leaning on the bannister of the ferry boat, the dusk vista captured by the waters mysteriously rippling and reflecting the sky’s hues of all the prism colors one can imagine if ever witnessing a sunset that surpasses any sunset seen before.  The splashes of blue sky scattered between and behind the wondrous colors interspersed with dark cumulus clouds lined with the suns golden rays, all reflected on the water’s surface. The shadowed mountains in the distance held the darkened clouds from encroaching on the ferry’s passage through the scattered islands of the Georgia strait to the main island where I was heading to the “healing compound”  established by self. called channeler's of Satya Sai Baba and other ascended masters for the 1st time.  

Suddenly a vision that changed the entire reality of this world and the visionary world of seeing that could not have been conceived of in my imagination. The first of many premonition visions seen over my life time at junctures. 

… a profoundly startling vision that could not have been conceived of from my unconscious or a remnant of a drug flashback from a misspent youth. It was surely a result of my true death experience, but also an example of how powerless and naive I truly was in the context of how the universe works and my minuscule place in it. Without a doubt. But then came a deeper reflective messaging that was dramatic, unexpected and truly telling of a concept that was new to me.  To witness.

Then a funnel column of pink light like a tornado descending down to earth from the darkened clouds that hovered in the distance over the island. The pink funnel was clear as a bell, then without warning Satya Sai Baba apartion was huge and standing beside the giant pink funnel  He was looking into the “eye of the storm.” As it was touching down into the island landscape it began to move and pulsate then the darkened clouds became mixed in with the pure pink hues over where it seemed the “healing centre” would be. Satya Sai Baba still looking into the centre of the storm cloud. With His one hand over the open top of the pink and black funnel. It encapulated the entire vista blocking out the sunset in a flash.

I had only seen one photograph of Satya Sai Baba before that first spectacular vision. I will go to my grave knowing a powerful message from Him was given but truly being unable to process it because of the newness of this kind of seeing, experiencing and witnessing.  Keeping it to myself until the telling of this story in hopes to define the indefinable and open the door to more healing, understanding and forgiveness of myself for my own ignorance and potential to be like these people who claimed to channel Him for others, a claim He refuted often in His life.  If it  were it not for the teaching He gave me of what not to do what not to be.  If not for the 1st vision of Him showing me symbolically what I was about to endure at the hands of these people...His true healing of me, and why I am still alive to tell this story.... At the time it was a wondrous vision..  full of truth...