The Voice From No-body and No-where -- a true story of hope at the time of despair

"Telepathic Communication is a State of Love"

"To establish a true telepathic connection with another person, one has to be in a 'state of Love' with that person, while that person has to be in a receptive condition. Then you can send or receive messages to or from people in physical bodies or discarnate people in the Astral Worlds."

-- Heavens and Hells of the Mind I (p. 350), by Imre Vallyon


It was the summer of 2007 and I was a mess.

I was like a bad apple, beautiful and shining on the outside, while the core was rotting, secretly corrupting anything good and nutritious from the inside.

I had worked so energetically for two whole days and had cleaned every conceivable surface of my 80 square meters studio dwelling. The half an acre of bush land that was my garden was already perfect in its wilderness and did not need any interference from the feeble human hands. I was so excited that S was coming to visit me in the country for the first time. It was going to be a wonderful birthday after all.

He was everything I had ever dreamed of. When we met each other for the very first time on Bethells Beach, the ancient ruggedness of the ocean and the land and his rather more youthful unkemptness worked together into a potent mix.I knew very well that looks are deceiving, but I listened keenly to his words, and they were even more agreeable than I could have ever hoped. Wise beyond his age, I surmised, which was two years younger than my 40. We talked for five straight hours as we trampled the unruly craggy hills and surprising sand dunes.

After a ten years’ marriage that died of a natural cause, where on a regular day we exchanged no words other then the strictly mundane, I found the soulful interchanges very satisfying.

Could you blame me for getting excited when he said he would come to visit?

Could you blame me for the sharp disappointment when he cancelled because his car wasn’t fixed in time?

Could you blame me for getting excited again when he rescheduled a few weeks later?

Could you blame me then for the sudden plunge into despair when he once again canceled at the very last minute because his dog went missing?

Then he simply vanished, not returning my calls.

I had stocked up my entire fridge of the best organic food for his visit because of my remote location, and now I simply let all of it rot while I ate next to nothing for the rest of the week.

My birthday came and went.

I battered myself with the cruelest words, night and day. The self-inflicted mental abuse kept on coming and I was defenceless under its onslaught. It was like a tape recorder I could not turned off. In fact, I was not even consciously aware of it until I couldn't stand it any longer. A small sample of the self attacking thought would run like this in high speed:

"It's all your fault.""You are ugly.""Nobody wants you.""You should be more this less that...""If you had done this and said that then thing wouldn't have ended up this way.""You must be very repulsive if people keep running away from you.""It's all your fault!!!".....

Thankfully, I was soon due back for work after three days of relentless mental torment.

I flew to Los Angeles from Auckland, a cheerful and helpful a flight attendant you have ever met. We stayed at the Marriot Hotel in Long Beach. My room was on the 12th floor, and I found I could open the window nice and wide and there was nothing to stop me from falling straight to the ground. Nothing.

But I was a creature of habit, and my habit did not consist of climbing out of the hotel window after a long flight. I was merely advising myself of another way out, if need be.

The next morning I woke up late as usual, got dressed unenthusiastically to seek my usual breakfast in LA, toasted mixed grain bagel and cream cheese at Border’s Seattle Café with Chai Latte, extra hot, and preferably, a few new books straight from the shelves.

As I walked out of Marriot’s very wide courtyard entrance, I spotted a woman walking on the pedestrian in the distance, cutting into my vision from the left, heading the same way I was. As soon as I saw her, I had the strangest feeling that something was about to happen between that woman and I. The didn't know how I knew. It was just a sudden strong conviction that came from nowhere.

I stopped at a traffic light before she did. When she arrived at the same spot, sure enough, she asked me for direction. She was looking for Pine Avenue. She said that her husband was an Air New Zealand pilot and she was staying with him at Torrence Marriot, another crew hotel an hour’s bus ride away. She took the bus this morning to Long Beach because she had always wanted to visit this area, and now she was lost.

“Did you know you just walked passed another crew hotel for Air New Zealand?” I asked, incredulous.

“No,” she said, clearly surprised.

What was the chance that this woman, lost in the middle of Long Beach, Los Angeles, happened to seek help from a cabin crew who worked for the very same airline as her husband, from the very same city of all the cities possible in the whole world?

At the bottom of Pine Avenue, where she turned right towards the bus stops and I turned left, crossing the street at a green light, my mind was in utter amazement. “What was the chance?” I asked myself. I had not expected to hear an answer.

Right there, in the middle of the street at the bottom of Pine Avenue, Long Beach, Los Angeles, a loving yet powerful male's voice boomed into my head by my right ear as clear as day: “If I could arrange for that to happen so easily, don’t you think I could take care of you just as easily?”

There was no one standing to my right or anywhere near me. The voice was not “spoken” out there but somehow mentally projected into my mind, complete, in a split second.

The powerful combination of the strange incident and the disembodied spoken words moved me so completely I broke down, in the middle of the road, crying, and laughing.


I never opened that window on the 12th floor again for the remainder of my stay. I never again needed to find a quick way out. Whenever I feel despaired, I would remember the incident and the most powerful loving voice I had ever heard, from inside my own head, reassuring me that I will always be well taken cared of.


This is more true then the eyes you are seeing these words with.


The book I was studying at the time and at all times was A Course in Miracles by The Foundation for Inner Peace.



Telepathic Communication is a State of Love:

"To establish a true telepathic connection with another person, one has to be in a 'state of Love' with that person, while that person has to be in a receptive condition. Then you can send or receive messages to or from people in physical bodies or discarnate people in the Astral Worlds."

-- Heavens & Hells of the Mind I (p. 350), by Imre Vallyon

According to the above statement, what had happened to me was no less then a gesture and message of Love from the Divine. Whoever sent me that telepathic message "has to be in a 'state of Love' with" me. And I was clearly "in a receptive condition" because I was eagerly waiting for something to happen between that woman and I, after receiving an initial "tip-off" like some sort of premonition.

I rejoice in the Love that's bestowed upon me. I am in Love and much gratitude.



written by Vera Lin, 2012.


A Course In Miracles,Transforming Darkness and Despair

About the following youtube clip:

Questions & Answers are excerpts taken from Kenneth Wapnick's workshops, and typically express personal concerns, resistances, and practical questions about the application of "A Course in Miracles" in the daily lives of its students.

Darkness and despair are often the stimuli for asking the Holy Spirit for help, and as the Course teaches, all that is required to receive His help is "a little willingness." In answer to a question about what we can do when faced with such darkness and confusion, Kenneth also addresses why we are so resistant to asking for and receiving His help when so little is asked of us in return.

(Excerpted from "The Unconscious Mind,")

"Forgiveness is still and quietly does nothing. It merely looks and waits and judges not."

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lindalou1963 4 years ago from Texas

I love the way you lead up to the main point of your story. I kept waiting for the man to come around, then I thought maybe the woman was his wife... then The Voice... I love it. 'Nuff said! It's a little similar to some things I've written, if you care to read them. One is 'the power of faith ...' and the other is 'is he an angel'. Please let me know what you think!

Linda


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Violet Flame 4 years ago from Auckland, NZ Author

Thank you Linda, I am so glad you like it. It is a true account of what transpired, and it will always be the most treasured moment I return to whenever I need comfort. I would very much look forward to reading your articles and I am sure they are very wonderful!

xoxo

Vera


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g-girl11 4 years ago

(Sorry if my comments post a million times---I tried from my phone several times and it wouldn't post, so I am posting now from my computer)

This is a very powerful piece.I was taken in by the first words and I love how you spoke directly to your readers. You are an excellent writer. I am so glad you found hope in that voice. It made me think of of how I "knew" at the age of 16 that I would marry my husband. It was like a voice told me, but my own voice, too. Unexplainable. I also thought of the power of coincidence--what ARE the chances that you would encounter this woman? I wrote my very first hub about coincidences and hope you'll check it out. LOVED this piece--voted up, awesome and others.


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Violet Flame 4 years ago from Auckland, NZ Author

Hi g-geirl11, no worries, the comment only showed up once! Thank you hon for your wonderful feedback. It is always nice to have positive and encouraging response as I can be so unsure of myself at times. How incredible for you to have that strong knowing at the age of 16 about your future husband!! You are so blessed!!!! I, on the other hand, is still single at the age of 44. Luckily it doesn't bug me as much any more. I am growing stronger and more independent as a result, which I guess is probably part of the big plan, lol. I will be sure to check our your writing. Thank You and blessings xo


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Jynzly 4 years ago from Marion, Indiana, USA

Admittedly, I rarely read hubs but you write so powerfully about "mysterious" experiences. I can relate with you though mine were in different settings. Reminds me of my own experience in my hub "I was nine months pregnant when I fell down the 100-ft cliff"...miracles do happen. They are so called because there is no logical explanations for such incidence.

I enjoy reading your hubs.


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Violet Flame 4 years ago from Auckland, NZ Author

Dear Jynzly,

Thank You for your lovely comment. I feel so blessed to have had that experience, it was indeed so impeccably constructed as to create the most powerful resonance in my psyche at that moment in time, so much so it will be forever embedded in me, a constant reminder. It taught me that I do not need to seek outer security and that I need only to trust and have faith as I do my very best to grow as a person in wisdom and spiritual maturity. Your experience sounds incredible! I will be sure to check it out! Blessings xoxo


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Emanate Presence 4 years ago from the Head to the Heart

Violet Flame,

As others have written, I also was touched by your story. It is powerful in its honesty and innocence of heart. So much is said in such a story. As Dory the fish in the "Finding Nemo" movie said - "Just keep swimming."


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Violet Flame 4 years ago from Auckland, NZ Author

Hi Emanate Presence,

Aaahaa...Dory is my favorite of all my fish friends!!!! I am not embarrassed to say that I often sings her "just keeps swimming" while I am driving around with my school friends (they always understand as they are only 19, lol) normally to get art supplies or popping to the beach for a picnic after a stressful day. And I also speak whales, lol. Thank you for checking our my hub, I am hoping to read more of yours when the school is over in 6 weeks time....xoxo


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Denise Handlon 4 years ago from North Carolina

Violet Flame-I followed you from your response to the question about 'regrets re: not asking mother's questions' ... I am so touched by this recount of your experience.

Like a few others who commented, I was waiting for the discovery that this woman was the wife of the absent male friend. When I read the booming voice sending the message (loud and clear) clear as a bell, I can only say that I completely understand...as I also can relate to that feeling of the opportunities of open windows and other means.

I have heard that voice on a couple of occasions. It is always unmistakable in the direction of response to my feeling alone in a conflict and the guidance I sought. It is amazing...an act of grace...a true blessing. It is a comfort, in this KNOWING, at the deepest level of our Being. That you were reading A Course in Miracles at the time does not surprise me. Recently I posted a hub about Depression and my own struggle and eventual resolution to the idea of ending it all. Perhaps you'll read it sometime, but maybe you won't. It doesn't really matter to me...I was touched by your experience here and wish you well.

Rated Up/U/I/A


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Violet Flame 4 years ago from Auckland, NZ Author

Dear Denise,

It is a blessing when someone out there understands our own experience in some way, it makes the world less lonely and the struggle less harsh. It's people like you who makes me feel I am not as alone in my journey as I thought and take heart in that companionship. I am generally a more visual person then audio and see pictures flashing in my mind's eye then hearing actual voices. THE VOICE remains my only experience to date in broad day light! Therefore I am rather envious of your many experiences. LOL. It is such a heart warming and life changing experience and I know I will cherish it all my life. I am so thrilled to meet others of the like mind on the spiritual path. I am looking forward to reading your articles and getting to know more about you. Thank You and Many Blessings xoxo


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Denise Handlon 4 years ago from North Carolina

Thanks for your comment and fan mail. I left a comment for you on another hub. Please freely use the email when you want to reach out.


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craiglyn 3 years ago from Ontario, Canada

I love this - "The Voice". I understand it totally because I hear my husband Craig's Voice in my head all the time - not really like a voice - but a very strong telepathic message that I know does not come from me. It is simply amazing. The first time I heard it, after he passed away, was early one morning - at first waking, rolling over from my side to my back - "Lynnie, I love you" travelled through my head - and I immediately responded - out loud - "I love you too Craigie". Thank you for sharing this. Hubhugs to you.


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Violet Flame 3 years ago from Auckland, NZ Author

Dear craiglyn, you and your husband indeed share the most beautiful loving bond. And I think you know why I am using the present tense. I won't be at all surprised if you have been soul mates for lifetimes. I read all three of Dr. Michael Newton's books based on 7000 cases of "Life

Between Life" regression. People after people describe where they go after death and how they form a small soul family groups and how some of them enjoy special loving bonds which see them being husband and wife life after life. Love like you and Craig's will never die. Even death pales in the face of love.

Indeed after doing a little more reading, I am convinced that "The Voice" was a form of mental telepathy, similar to how you describe hearing Craig's voice in your head. It is apparently a spiritual and advanced way of communication. That loving voice, in the space of "no time", convinced me beyond a doubt that I will always be well taken cared of, even if I am seemingly on my own.


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craiglyn 3 years ago from Ontario, Canada

Yes, Violet - my life has indeed changed in the two years since Craig's passing. Who knew I would write a book? But with all of the signs and messages, and then gradually understanding that we were communicating telepathically - I felt compelled to share. He has told me that we are soulmates - and I am not surprised, because I felt something the "very first time" I saw him. I enjoy your hubs and will definitely be reading more - as and after we get through this very busy season. Have a wonderful Christmas and only good things in 2013. : )


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singlmomat52 3 years ago

Awesome!!! A beautiful memory that will stay with you always! Once several years ago my life was a mess I was laying next to my sleeping child and closed my eyes begging for some peace so I could sleep and I heard this beautiful voice say, " bless you my child!" my eyes popped open to look at my son who was still sleeping peacefully and I knew in my heart Who had spoke to me. I slept well and at peace. thank you so much for sharing. God bless!!


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Violet Flame 3 years ago from Auckland, NZ Author

Hi singlmomat52, so good to "see" you!!! Haven't bumped into you for ages! I do hope you are well! Thank you for your lovely comment hon. I truly believe in sharing stories like this to remind ourselves that WE ARE NOT ALONE! Your story is amazing. As you dearly love your child, you know God dearly love you as His child. Thank you for sharing xox hugs xo


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singlmomat52 3 years ago

All is very well here. When I last talked to you I had met someone playing a game on the internet. I have since moved across the country, 2 1/2 years ago, and I am now engaged to him!!!!!!!! Good to see you back as well!!xox hugs to you too!!!!


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Violet Flame 3 years ago from Auckland, NZ Author

That's fantastic hon! I am so happy for you! I've done the opposite. I decided to go solo and moved back to Auckland. I have since finished the first two years of Fine Arts degree at uni :-D


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singlmomat52 3 years ago

Cogratulations!!!! Good for you!! YAY!!!!!! Happy New Year!!!


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CrazedNovelist 3 years ago from Hampton, GA

Interesting writing, Violet. Thanks a lot for sharing! :)


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Violet Flame 3 years ago from Auckland, NZ Author

Thank you CrazedNovelist, I'm glad you enjoyed it! It took me many years to learn that I am never really alone even though it might be so physically, but never ever spiritually. It always give me a warm fuzzy feeling to remember we are always looked after, always loved. Big Hugs xoxo

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