Going Back Downstairs Part 1

I’ve had some unexpected old lower 3D world job related paperwork I had to get done this past week that required I journey back down into the dark lower levels of hell. Seriously…I had to go to the Department of Motor Vehicles (DMV) office! It took me two trips to my local DMV office the past couple of days just to discover that things aren’t at all as they used to be. Duh…

My first trip to the DMV office was around 10:00 AM and the parking lot was full and there was a line of people outside the building waiting, waiting, and waiting to get inside so they could wait in line some more. I and many other drivers drove into the full parking lot, circled around, and drove right back out again because it simply wasn’t going to happen.

I tried again a couple of days later, this time I got up at 5 AM, got showered and ready for my journey back down many energy stair steps to where DMV exists. I arrived at my local DMV office at 7:15 AM (it opens at 8:00 AM), and at least there were places to park, but there were thirty people standing in line outside the building waiting already. I parked quickly and located the end of the waiting line and waited. By 8:00 AM there was about sixty people outside waiting to get in. Unbelievable.

Now here’s where this gets interesting.

The guard at the door only let about twenty-five people in at a time and the rest waited their turn. The first twenty-five entered the DMV, then the next group of twenty-five which I was in, got ushered in about fifteen minutes later. So I’m finally in the DMV building an hour and a half after I arrived.

The guard lets us in and like stupid cattle we’re walking through a zigzag directional line of herding ropes that lead up to The Main Window. We’re all so fucking happy at this point just to be in the damned building, that we’re scurrying along like pathetic hungry animals trying to reach the feed trough! I was the third person in line in this second group of twenty-five people. As my group was allowed to enter the DMV building, I quickly tried to catch a glimpse of the inside despite the fact that I’ve been in it many times over the past three decades. It had been remodeled since the last time I was there a few years ago and looked totally different…what I could see of it that is.

As the first three of us entered the building (I never saw, heard, felt, sensed anyone else in my group of twenty-five behind me so I couldn’t say), I wondered why it was so amazingly dark in there. Literally, the inside of the DMV building was pitch-black and I could not see (or psychically feel or sense) anything or anyone else in there. The only thing I could see was the very dimly lit, roped-off herd area that led everyone up to The Main Window.

Very quickly I reached The Main Window which looked really weird—dreamlike and much like certain areas of the old lower astral plane look like. I wondered why in the world the entire DMV was literally in the dark? Why had they turned all the lights off in there? Actually, it was much darker than if all the lights had been turned off; it was pitch-black inside and I literally couldn’t see ANYTHING. No faint outlines, no dim silhouettes of walls or doors or people, just pitch-black nothingness. In the ultra-strangeness of it all my mind quickly thought about how it’s illegal to keep a State/Government/Public/Business building in the dark like this, so I was really confused. It always amazes me how our minds instantly go into gymnastics to try to make sense out of something that doesn’t at that split-second.

The only—let me repeat this so you fully understand what I saw and experienced—the only light I saw in the entire DMV office was one very tiny and dimly lit electrical light above this Main Window and the tiny roped off area leading up to it. This Main Window accommodated only two people on both sides, and there were two DMV employees standing on their side of the great divide to redirect people. Myself and the young man who’d been ahead of me in line were standing next to each other at this Main Window.

In the few moments that I was inside the building, I was looking carefully where I needed to step and move to because it was total blackness all around me other than these two very small and dimly lit areas. My brain was screaming at me the whole while, “What the shit is going on!? Where did the first group of twenty-five people disappear too? Where did the woman who was the first person in my group of twenty-five go to? WHERE THE HELL HAVE THE PEOPLE AND THE DMV EMPLOYEES, THEIR WINDOWS, WALLS, CAMERAS AND EVERYTHING GONE?! WHY CAN’T I SEE ANYTHING IN HERE AND WHY IS IT ALL BLACKED OUT?!”

At the Main Window the female DMV employee asked me what I needed. I told her and she informed me it wasn’t gonna happen. Typical. She didn’t outright tell me to fuck off and I didn’t say it to her either, but we both said it in that socially acceptable way.  (I got up at 5 AM and stood in line for an hour for this shit?! ) After about thirty seconds with her, I turned on my heel and quickly and frustratedly headed back towards the dimly lit exit door where the guard stood. As I passed through this entrance/exit door, I stepped back outside into the light of day. I got into my car and left the vastly lower vibrating, highly negatively charged old patriarchal DMV area in a mild state of shock and confusion.

Once I was free of the miserable place I went over what I’d seen and not seen inside the DMV building. I have never experienced—to this degree—old lower reality literally not be visible to me! I’m going to backtrack a bit here so this current DMV anomaly makes a bit more sense.

The first time I experienced something similar to this was about two and a half, three years ago. It was nighttime and I’d noticed that our side and front yard was flooded. I went outside with flashlights to check pipes and garden hoses etc. I finally located the reason why my yard was flooded; a neighbor across the street from me had turned on my 92-year-old next-door neighbors garden hose to water one of her plants. Problem was he forgot about it and flooded my yard and water was pouring out into the street.

About this time I hear this idiot asshole neighbor (he really was an unpleasant lower frequency, lower consciousness person) yelling at me from down the street about how he’s, “…got it all under control.” Yeah that’s clearly obvious mister cause I have a fucking moat around my house thanks to you! Evidently he and his friend had been taking a walk around the block or something. At any rate, as I looked up at him from my flooded yard, everything was pitch-black and looked like I was viewing reality through a long narrow tunnel with blackness all around it. I could faintly see this man and his friend walking towards me from way down the street, but could more easily hear him. I could only see them and the rest of reality faintly through this long narrow tube or tunnel-like vision with absolute blackness all around it. I could see nothing else than this tiny blurry area of reality.

After thinking about this new perceptual anomaly, I realized I was literally existing at a slightly higher, faster frequency and dimension than this neighbor and his friend were. That was why it appeared to me as if they were very far away and I was seeing them through a long tube-like or narrow tunnel. I had this same perceptual phenomena happen a year later with a woman talking to me from about thirty feet away during the daytime. I could only see her through this same long and very narrow tube or tunnel with pitch-black nothingness all around it. After this second experience I knew I was indeed existing in a higher and faster vibrating space than those people.

Because I’ve been psychic/clairvoyant all my life, I’m used to seeing non-physical things and beings that exist at higher frequencies and dimensions. I’m used to this and can easily make the necessary shifts emotionally and psychologically when I perceive realities that other people do not see. This recent DMV experience was this same business but in reverse…which I am not familiar with. It’s looking like I will be however, at least a bit.

After having this experience at DMV the other day, I realize that most all lower frequency, lower consciousness systems are now becoming incredibly difficult for me and many of us to even reenter now at these much higher levels we’re now existing within. Three or four years ago it was rather strange doing so, but tolerable, and not as much of a weird trip into the Twilight Zone! But now in late 2010 with things REALLY different, going back down the energy stair steps into certain old lower patriarchal systems is far more difficult than ever before. I discovered that at this point within my evolution/ascension process, it has become very difficult for me to even see some of these drastically lower vibrating, dense and increasingly negative miserable old systems. What I perceive of them today is total pitch-blackness with only small areas of them very dimly lit overhead; just enough faint light so I could get in a few feet, turn right around and find the exit door. This is literal and symbolic.

The next thing I had to do was go straight to the Social Security Office to  try to accomplish what DMV would not do. I went from this DMV experience straight over to the SS office because I was so deep in the lower world weirdness at this point that I wasn’t going home until IT was done…one way or the other.

As I drove into the SS parking lot I could instantly feel and see that the energies were much higher. (I’m not saying anything political, only stating energy facts.) The outside of the place looked and felt nice, clean and decent in comparison to the DMV office and parking lot. As I parked my car I knew I would get done all I needed to here with very little pain, hassle, cost or confusion. I was right and it took me a total of fifteen minutes to get what I needed; it cost nothing, the young man who helped me was honest, kind, had a great sense of humor and heart and was literally the polar opposite of the woman at the DMV office. The two places were radically different energetically from each other and I could see everything and everyone in the SS office. Again, no hidden political statement here, just sharing the acute contrasts in consciousness, heart and energies between the two. Both places and systems are of the old lower falling 3D patriarchal world; one was vastly worse than the other however at this point of the falling away process.

My personal learning with these two back to back, higher/lower frequency places, people, and events was to clearly remind me where I exist vibrationally today, plus get me familiar with how it looks and feels (to me at this point) to go back down into lower frequency places. Some systems are nearly invisible or literally blacked out to my current higher perceptual vision, while others have created enough heart and honesty to still be seen and be workable enough to get done what you still need through them. This experience quickly taught me that I need to be prepared when I do have to go back down into any old falling patriarchal world system. I need to be prepared to not be able to even see all of it! I’m intending however that I won’t need to go back down into any of them from this point forward. I’ve got plenty of higher New Earth designing and creating to do instead…as do many of you reading this.

Denise

October 1, 2010

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