While so many Star Wars fans vibrate over the much awaited opening of the sequel, The Force Awakens, I was vibrating from every cell in my body from experiencing my own. It all started with an invite to attend Kimberly Wright’s channeling session in Los Angeles at the Holy Spirit Retreat Center. I was no Wookie.. I mean.. Rookie when it came to her energetic transmissions, having already attended many times, but never was I the one to volunteer to be the target of her vibrational touch. I preferred to sit quietly without notice, but nothing could have ever prepared me for the explosion I was about to undertake placing me in the center of the vortex.
And to think I almost missed it.
The night prior, I had already started to come up with every reason in the book NOT to attend; I was tired from an exhausting work week, my truck needed a new knock sensor and might not make the long journey from Culver City to Encino, California, I was on a strict budget and wasn’t sure I could afford the cost. But when I woke up that Sunday morning I received a very strong intuitive message that it was very important that I attend. I had also had the most bizarre dream. I was watching a green lacewing insect fly around me. It captivated my interest so much I began talking to it. I told it how beautiful it was. Then suddenly it had entered my left arm and was under my skin protruding out in a small bump. I needed to get it out. A group of people gathered with torch-like tools using its heat to force it out. As they were doing that, the bug moved into my left hand. I was concerned that it would not come out, but instead move throughout my body. I was reassured that it would eventually return to its original entry point and leave. After waking up from a dream like that, I decided to pull a Tarot Card for confirmation; the Light card. I was going!
Not only did I make it, so did my truck, and I was fifteen minutes early. I claimed my spot in the circle holding two additional seats for my friends. There was a nervous energy tingling in the air, then a waft of a very strong fragrance. Yet, strangely, nobody seemed to be wearing perfume, all had been notified ahead of time to refrain from adorning it, which made me wonder if a spirit had already entered the room just waiting for the opportunity to take part.
Kimberly entered the room and sat on a big cushion with such grace and tranquility. After introducing what she does and explaining what to expect, she closed her eyes. She began to react emotionally, an ecstatic breathing, to what I can only surmise as the “Christ consciousness”, entering her body. Her head twitched a couple of times to the side and she began to speak. She instructed us that her purpose today was to “activate your (our) light body”. I was excited, yet I didn’t need to watch how this energy transmission was affecting her, I needed to allow it to affect me, so I lay down on the yoga mat with my head pointed to the inner circle, closed my eyes as if ready for meditation, and allowed whatever to happen, occur naturally.
I saw the image of the woman beside me digging a hole. Being a psychic, receiving symbolic images was a common occurrence, so I didn’t question it. I instead wondered what it could possibly mean to her; Would she be burying a relative or loved one soon? Was she metaphorically digging herself into a hole? Was she in mourning? The possibilities were endless. I reminded myself to ask her later about what I saw in the event that it could be more meaningful to her than to me. Then the song, “Four Strong Winds”, began to play in my head. It wasn’t until I began to be affected by the energy that I would later understand the meaning to those words.
My toes began tapping. At first I thought it was because I had to go to the bathroom. My friend reached out to hold my feet down, but still I could not stop. In previous channeling sessions, Kimberly’s transmissions felt more like a warm blanket enveloping me with wonderful feelings of bliss and love. But today was significantly different. Another attendee described Kimberly’s transmissions like a “Breeze”. Well, that gentle breeze turned into a full on windstorm. I felt like a little pebble on the ground that was being charged with electricity from a brewing thunder and lightning storm, as if strong gusting winds were converging from all directions only to collide in one spot.
I felt Kimberly’s hands cup my head. The energy continued to move through my body as if I had just been plugged into a wall socket. My uncontrollable toe-tapping turned into a full-on body plug-in. While I was somewhat aware of what was happening to me, I had no control over how it was affecting me physically. I felt hands wrap around my left arm. My dream suddenly appeared in my thoughts and the energy kicked in raising me higher to another level. I had to hold onto something. I grabbed the air. My hands were met with other hands. I held on as if needing some sort of grounding or to at least pass on the voltage. A huge blast of white light appeared before my eyes, which were closed. My eyelids fluttered as my eyes stared at this incredibly bright and beautiful light. Somehow, even though it was just a white light, it held such beauty and feelings of ultra joy. And now as I attempt to describe this earth shattering event, it is through limited human understanding. How could I possibly describe this overwhelming joy that was overtaking my senses? Even, “joy”, seems too tame a word to provide insight into the intensity of what I was feeling. But I will attempt now to take you on this spiritual journey with me.
I recall laughing to the extreme, but it wasn’t just me who was laughing, it was every cell of my being. There was no joke to react to. It was an overwhelming feeling of joyful humor that could not be contained. I had no control over the emotion. It had built up to the point of forced release, like a balloon that had been blown up too much and suddenly popped. This excess of emotion needed to come out. I clenched the hands, I held, but it wasn’t enough. My body needed to move. I felt my feet push down on my yoga mat. I began to propel myself backwards like a caterpillar on speed.
Over the next 35 minutes or so, my body vibrated and shimmied to the center of the room.
I pushed on someone’s legs with my feet in order to raise my body. I felt I needed to elevate higher, to meet whatever was sending me these incredible rays of blissful energy.
The energy got so intense my breathing became labored and I blew out as much air as I could as if squeezing a bagpipe exhaling an amateur’s airy note. Just when I thought I had let enough of the energy escape through my breathing, it would grip onto my body again, and I would stiffen as if bracing for another explosion.
I huddled in a ball with my legs curled above me jerking spasmodically. Every muscle shivered, teeth chattered, as if I had been left out naked in the snow.
I could feel tapping on my forehead.
I was aware of a cluster of spiritual beings over me as if I was awake on a surgical table watching the surgeons cut away at me, but the incision was an injection of ecstatic energy. It was so incredible and beautiful, I fought to vocalize it so that the concerned murmurs I could hear in the far distance from the people in the room would be silenced by my reassurances that I was not in pain. “It’s so beautiful!”, “the sun”, “thank you”, “hello”… snippets of sentences eked their way out of my mouth. I couldn’t provide more. What was happening to me was so intense I felt my body had to expel it the best way it knew how, uncontrolled spasms, shivers, jerks, laughter, tears, erratic breathing and exhales, moans, groans. Control over my vocal chords was not an option. Any time someone held my hand, or feet, or head, I was jolted into new senses. In hindsight, I couldn’t decipher whether it was helping me or the energy now channeling through my body was helping them. Perhaps it was a group healing or activation and I was the lucky transmitter. Regardless, I went through levels upon levels of sensations which caused my physical body to behave as though I was giving birth, so I was told by those attending who had witnessed this spiritual phenomenon.
“It’s a boy!” they jokingly quipped when I finally consummated my union with “Spirit” with a gushing scream as if finally releasing its hold on me. Perhaps the spiritual child, I had conceived was really the rebirth of my soul, a DNA reboot even, or major activation.
Others thought I had endured a painful healing with great fortitude, yet not once did I feel my life was threatened in any way or my body or soul in pain. I felt secure and safe to allow and receive this incredible light energy gift channeled through Kimberly that left me in a state of total peace, love and vitality.
It was interesting to hear what others thought of what they had just witnessed. Some admitted to their judgments, others felt I had received a major healing, but one woman’s comment in particular caught my attention. She admitted to being an Impath; a person who can see what’s happening inside someone’s body. She said at first she was directing the healing and could see my chakras popping with great force, but stopped participating in the process after realizing it wasn’t her place to control what was happening to me. Then she said she also saw a presence in the room and asked us, “Who are the Pleiadians?” My jaw metaphorically dropped. I suddenly remembered what I had requested about a month prior. I had read a book on the Pleiadians; beings from another star system, the Pleiades. It talked about how humans used to have a 12 Strand DNA, but it had been altered to 2 because they had misused the abilities the extra strands gave them. I thought it was a shame that we had been deprived of all these extra abilities, so I set an intention that my 2 strand DNA be expanded to 12 strands. If she saw the Pleaidians, it made sense that they were part of my incredible activation. Did that mean my DNA had been altered?
That answer may come in time, but right now this explosive, energetic blast, a gift from Kimberly's spiritual abilities, will forever be imprinted in my cells like spectacular fireworks during a festive holiday. Whatever its purpose, I am sure the coming weeks will prove to unfold some of its miraculous magic this incredible Light force has definitely awakened!
If you would like to attend Kimberly's next channelling session in Los Angeles in January 2016, please go to her website at www.kimberlywright.com for the details.