A MEETING WITH MY SPIRITUAL GUIDE FROM NEW ATLANTIS

 

Here is the account of a recent astral journey during which I met my spiritual guide for the first time in New Atlantis—a world parallel to the ancient city of Atlantis, which was swallowed by the sea centuries ago.

The existence of this city was confirmed by Plato in the *Timaeus* and *Critias* dialogues, written around 358 BCE.

Although no archaeological traces of the city have been confirmed for posterity, and the story of the island located beyond the Pillars of Hercules (the Strait of Gibraltar) remains—in the eyes of history—a mere "myth," the parallel world to which a group of its inhabitants traveled during the empire's fall is very real.

Since the physical carbon-based human body is limited and lacks power, access to this parallel world is gained through the astral body and depends on our level of spiritual maturity.

Because our consciousness is limitless, it can access stellar portals of light, allowing us to traverse wormholes and reach realities inaccessible to the carbon-based human body.

What follows is the experience I recently had—one that has left an indelible mark on my memory. It struck me with the wisdom it conveyed and helped me understand my current life path. This account is an extension of several astral journeys to New Atlantis that I have undertaken since 2013, which I discuss in my book, « Travelling Parallel Worlds: The Hidden Reality Beyond the Physical Dimension. »

This time, I woke up on a white sand beach.

The sea was stunningly clear, and large, orange canoes—some quite long, almost gigantic—were beached at the water's edge.

Men, who had evidently arrived in the canoes, were lying on the warm sand, discussing their journey. I gathered that they had come from the other side of the island and had been slowed down by powerful currents; they were somewhat weary from the turbulent waves they had battled.

I listened intently to their conversation. They greeted me and explained that they had come from a neighboring island to monitor sea wave levels and ensure everything was in order. I had a profound sense of familiarity with them—or at the very least, a feeling that I had met them before in a different setting, perhaps a scientific environment, such as a laboratory researching the island's climate and the photonic layer that formed its essence.

Fluctuations in sea wave levels could alter tidal parameters—which carry vital photonic information and drive the energetic phenomena of the surrounding islands. I concluded that I was meant to be there to receive and relay this information.

I thanked them and told them I would report the findings to the Research Center’s Marine Agency. Then, I took flight once more.

 I had to go to another location—a low-slung structure resembling a large house. I walked down a corridor with white walls hung with paintings; they were ancient artworks depicting the history of the entire planet. I realized I was in another world, yet it was also a place where I lived. I arrived at a door made of a material resembling natural wood, though it was unlike the terrestrial wood we know on Earth.

There were markings on the doors—symbols one had to touch to make them open. Standing before one of them, I touched the first three symbols, and the door opened.

Before me sat a woman at a desk featuring markings made of the same material as the door. She was dressed in a deep blue suit and had short, dark chestnut hair and deep blue eyes.

She resembled a humanoid but wasn't truly one, as she spoke to me in a different language. I had to answer her questions about my mission here and on Earth, and whether I felt comfortable with what I was doing. She wanted to know if I was happy in my work and if I wished to do something else. In short, it was a sort of check-up on my current life—especially on Earth—and on the things weighing on my mind. She was very solemn and expressed her respect for my choices and my intentions. I told her I had joined a research laboratory and that it was doing me a world of good, as it enriched my mind. The work gave me hope that I could spread a message of peace and love for Earth. She was aware of my work as a teacher and told me to make the decisions that felt right to me—choices that would help me flourish without draining too much of my Earthly energy, which was limited compared to the energy I possess on New Atlantis. The conversation was so clear in my mind—as if I were receiving the information telepathically before it was even spoken.

I was astonished by this encounter, yet it also felt like a reunion with a guide from that realm who simply wanted to check on me.

I asked her if the ocean waves were what had brought me to her. She told me that ocean waves are highly communicative and help us navigate space-time.

She explained that the men in canoes I had encountered were doing important work to help the Planet maintain a state capable of receiving more light frequencies. It was a different world, where everything seemed to be in balance and respected according to its true nature.

I realized that we have various guides who reach out to us from a higher-vibrational dimension to speak with us and clarify the events of our lives—including those in parallel realities.

I remember staying with her for a long time. She appeared as a woman who was both open-minded and attentive, yet possessed a solemn air that commanded respect for her high-vibrational presence. There was no judgment in her demeanor or her words—simply a being who knew the truth of things, yet asked if I was doing well.

What we experience while incarnated in our physical bodies is so difficult to put into words. The presence of a being of higher consciousness allows us to heal and understand ourselves simply through telepathic communication—the true medium through which the human spirit itself expresses.

 

Epilogue

As I left that meeting, I was walking down a corridor when another guide with white hair approached me. He wore a long, thick, light-brown robe studded with tiny gold and red crystals. He came toward me and transported me to what was my home.

Several diplomas hung on the walls; as I looked at them, he said, "I see your Reconnection practitioner diploma, obtained with Eric Pearl—we know him well. I congratulate you on the training you undertook. For beyond your capacity to learn and succeed, you are an empath, and you have received the gift of healing to support your body and your life."

He pointed to all the diplomas hanging on the walls of the central room and said, "These are your achievements in your earthly life and in the life you lead in parallel. Be at peace! ».

 

The walls were white, featuring geometric illustrations in various colors—including a sort of undulating shape with sky-blue knots and floral patterns in pink, gold, and red—a truly subtle blend.

 

The diplomas were housed in square gold frames bordered by wide blue braiding.

In the center of the room stood a large, transparent table—resembling a quantum hologram—that received the information I had brought with me and transmitted other data for me to memorize.

The guide stayed with me in the room before sending me back to my human body.

 

The light from the doorway gently faded, and the Pink Floyd song "Learning to Fly"—which I had heard during a previous out-of-body experience—played, guiding me back into my body here on Earth.

 

The New Atlantis

 

In that world, there are missionary souls currently sent to Earth—into our space-time—to bring the energies of a highly evolved world to one that is far less so. Their purpose is to raise the very low vibration of the current physical world, which is in a state of crisis due to significant changes—climatic, human, vibrational, political, social, ethical, cultural, and, in short, energetic.

The heightened consciousness of our earthly humanity enables us to recognize our universal consciousness and the riches it offers for our spiritual elevation.

 

What we accomplish as missionaries from other worlds is very subtle—almost invisible at first glance. It is only by becoming aware of what has been done that we realize the impact we have made and what we have contributed throughout our journey.

 

Life is indeed a daring journey; we summon the necessary courage—sometimes at the risk of our lives—to alter the vibrational map of the planet where our consciousness holds the greatest impact, even though our physical bodies are limited.

 

Despite these physical limitations, developing the crystalline body allows us to transcend known conventions, as it serves as a vehicle of light capable of accessing the secret portals of the multi-universe. (You may request your Crystalline Light Body here on this site; the process is carried out remotely—simply contact me via the messaging system.)

These portals are truly real and open when consciousness is ready to pass through them. It is in this way that conscious journeys via the third eye have granted access to realities beyond the one we know on present-day Earth.

 

The third eye is a spacecraft in the truest sense of the word. It travels independently, guided by its own will, and enables us to detach from the physical, material world. It grants us access to unprecedented information and allows us to gain a deeper understanding of our life path.