Who/What are they?

Who are they that I hear everyday?

Better yet, what are they?

They speak to me everyday, and have for over 2 yrs.

They speak through everything, from humans to animals, nature to all media outlets, innate objects and the sky above.

They show me things I have never thought of seeing or believing in...

They know of time and can change it.

They have correct preminitions...

They can tell me things I have never known, and change my reailty, for my own personal benefit.

They can...and so much more...

I have asked myself this question at least a hundred times... Who/What are they? They answer, but yet it is not an answer they give me. Not a finite, definite answer.

One answer, one theory I have... Are they spiritual energies? Yes!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Spirits are one of many different types of non-human beings who share the characteristics of being more powerful, longer-lived, and, in general, living more contentedly than the average human being.

"From a human perspective, spirits share the characteristic of being invisible to the physical human eye. The presence of a spirit can be detected by those humans who have an extrasensory power by which one can see beings from other planes. Their voices can also be heard by those who have cultivated a similar power of the ear. (Explintion of what I have...)

Most spirits are also capable of constructing forms by which they can manifest themselves to the beings of Eart. Spirits do not require the same kind of sustenance as humans do, like eating and drinking, and by God they can and have since the beginning shown themselves to man.

Chrsitianity dictates:

1)  Spirits are immortal.
2) They have the power to contact humans, and upon God's will are required to do so...
3) There are souls/spirits in Heaven, Pergatory, and Hell. All three can and have had contact with humans.

4) They are considered to be, like humans, distinct individuals with their own personalities and paths in life. Thier own consciencness forever.
5) While angels are not omniscient. Their knowledge is greater than a human on Earth.

Spirits have been spoken about in Tibet;(IHA), Chinese; (天）, Korean; (Cheon), Japanese; (Ten), Vietnamese; (Thiên). They can be associated to angels in Western religions like Christiany, Islam and Judism.

I have so much more research to do on the subject. Along with research on supernatural beings or beings from other realms that contact people in this one. But, for now, it's a great theory and explains me as a sensative, as a psychic. Also, paranormal, ghost like experiences I have had... thinks flying in the air, moving without due phsyics, me feeling something appartion like near me or even touching me.

To note, something important happened today. It is not often that my physically world changes. I go about my day as a very normal, beyond able, human being. If I see the physically realm mystically change before me, as I have, usually it is the lips of other humans moving to something I am hearing (hearing as in mystically). I have seen this realm, the earth, drastically change for me... but only handfuls of times. Today, was one of those times. I live in Seoul, South Korea. I have my own 2b/1b apartment, right near Ujangsan station in the Gangseo-gu area of Seoul. My place is located on the 2nd floor of a quite nice 3 floor apartment building (marble flooring, my place is about 900sq feet, some good perks...)

No one has a key to my place, other than my employer, the landlord and me. There is no doubt, none what so ever, that anyone has been in my apartment when I wasn't there. Though, the place is so positively welcoming! This noted. When I came home today, I went straight to my bathroom, only to find one of my hats... nicely sitting/laying (as if a hat can sit or lay, but you get what I mean...hopefully) on the floor of my bathroom~ right where I shower. A Korean shower is different from a Western shower, they have no tubs.... just a shower head, plenty of space, and a drain the floor.... UTube Korean Showers if you want a picture/video of one...

I did not put my hat on the floor. I have not touch that hat since I wore it this past Saturday. I know when I took a shower this morning that hat was not in the bathroom on that spot on the floor. I am positive! If, let's say, I did decided to bring the hat in with me while I showered this morning, the hat would still have been wet. It was not. It was completely dry.

That hat simply was put in a place in my apartment where I would easily notice it, as well as know instantly that I had not put it there. If the hat would have been moved from where I layed it Saturday, to let's say a table or a couch... I would never have noticed anything different. Honestly. I am not that observant about the placement of my hats in my home. It was moved while I was at work, and I was meant to know!

So what did I do? Well, I picked up the hat, put it on my coat rack, and sat and pondered, with the voices pondering with me... We together were sure that mystically that hat was moved. Yet, we do not know why or by what. Of course, I/we find it funny.... I had another great day. Work, it's just going so well! The other teachers, my students, the director, people in Seoul--- all treat me wonderfully. (Of course) I must say, so easily I adjusted to the move from the states to Seoul, that I find myself feeling as if I am home when I arrive back at my apartment. I find living so rewarding---stress free---exciting and promising! I know in a movie~ or if experienced by the right person ~ this would be a very big deal. For me, well, it's another loved day.

Enjoy yours!

Darlene

I WANT TO ADD SOMETHING. 9-23-09, MONTHS LATER AFTER I LEARNED THE TRUTH.

WHAT I WROTE ABOVE, Explains more of my ASC (altered state of consciousness) which I really felt the weight of from 2008-Spring 2009. While I tried to live logically and rationally, my quest for what was really out there, lead me on a paranormal hunt/trip.... I NEVER GOT INTO DETAIL HERE OF SOME OF THE EXPERIENCES I HAD WHILE IN ORLANDO, FLORIDA, PENNSYLVANIA, SOUTH KOREA, JAPAN, ETC. I WAS OFTEN, TO PUT IT QUICK AND SHORT, HUNTED BY Good and Evil. I do/did have experience with DEMONS. BY THE DEAD WHO DO NOT KNOW GOD, NOR WHAT THE TRUTH IS.... I was studying pointlessly other religions, and in truth that's when I became haunted. THE OTHER RELIGIONS OF THE WORLD ARE WRONG, AND WHILE I WAS STARTING OUT AS THE PERSON/BEING I AM... I WAS STUDYING/PRACTICING OTHER RELIGIONS. I NEVER TRULY WORSHIPED ANOTHER GOD, BUT THIS DID NOT MATTER. JUST BECAUSE OF MY THOUGHTS, MY CONSCIOUSNESS, I WAS ALMOST DRIVEN CRAZY, I SAW THE DAMMED, I WAS HAUNTED, I WAS ALMOST KILLED, I WAS POSSESSED, I WAS SCARED TO DEATH, I WENT THROUGH THE FIRST STAGE OF HELL (NO JOKE) AND WAS FORCED TO LIVE IN A WORLD WHERE EVERYONE WENT NUTS, HATED, CRIED, DIED, WENT TO HELL, GOT POSSESSED, LOST THEIR SOULS, AND OTHERWISE WERE TORTURED. IT EVEN WENT SO FAR AS THE PEOPLE I SAW IN ORLANDO & KOREA WERE TURNED INTO BEINGS POSSESSED BY HELL.... OR WORSE STATES.

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THIS IS NO JOKE. IF ANYONE READS THIS, THEY MUST KNOW IT IS THE ABSOLUTLE HORRID TRUTH!!! I SAW PEOPLE CHANGE IN FRONT OF MY EYES. I SAW THE DEAD, LIVING, BREATHING, WALKING. I SAW PEOPLE GO CRAZY, THEIR EYES TURN INTO THESE CRAZY EYES THAT ONLY ARE SEEN IN NIGHTMARES. I SAW PEOPLE GET TORTURED.... ALL BECAUSE OF MY THOUGHTS!!!!

I WAS THINKING THAT I COULD FIND THE ANSWERS MYSELF. I WAS THINKING I WAS HELPING THE EARTH. I WAS RESEARCHING AND TRYING TO FIND THE ANSWERS VIA MANY DIFFERENT RELIGIONS AND SPIRITUAL GUIDES. BECAUSE OF THIS MY LIFE IN 2008/2009 WENT THROUGH STAGES OF ENOUGH STRUGGLE TO WANT TO KILL ONESELF OR FEAR EVER SECOND OF EVERY BREATHE. AGAIN I AM NOT JOKING. IT WAS ONE'S WORST NIGHTMARE, THE SCARIEST MOVIE ONE HAS EVER SEEN, AND I MEAN EVER, BROUGHT TO LIFE. I SAW CHILDREN, CHILDREN I WORKED WITH, GO CRAZY BECAUSE OF THE SOUND OF THE VOICES AROUND US... I HAD NO CONTROL, I JUST SLEPT AND KEPT TO MYSELF AND EVEN HID MYSELF FOR DAYS EVEN WEEKS. I WENT THROUGH THE HARDEST MOMENTS WHEN ALL AROUND ME STARTED SPEAKING LIKE THE DEVIL... TURNING INTO THE DEVIL AND I HAD NO IDEA WHAT TO DO!!! IT WAS AT THAT TIME I WAS GIVING THEM THE WORNG INFORMATION. I WAS DAMMING MYSELF AND THEIR SOULS INSTEAD OF SAVING THEM. I WAS TURNING THEM AWAY FROM CHRIST INSTEAD OF CLOSER.

I AM SCARED TYPING THIS, I FEAR FOR MY LIFE AND MY SAFETY... YOU MUST BELIEVE ME THAT THEIR IS A HELL!!! THEIR IS A PERGATORY. THERE IS ETERNAL DAMNATION, AND SPEAKING OF CHRIST WRONGLY IS A SIN. SPEAKING OF OTHER "GODS"/"BELIEVES" IS ALSO A SIN. THE NUMBER ONE RULE IS NO BELIEFS/GODS BESIDES ME/MINE.

NOW, THE PAST IS OVER. I AM 100% CONTENT AND HAPPY, NO LONGER QUESTIONING THE TRUTH OR HAUNTED BY ANYTHING... AT TIMES I WILL THINK OF ANGELS, OR GHOSTS, BUT VERY, VERY LITTLE... I WANTED TO WRITE THIS, TO TAKE THE CHANCE AND TELL THE READER THE TRUTH BECAUSE THE ONLY TRUE SALVATION YOU WILL FIND IS IN THE BIBLE, IN IS GOD AND JESUS CHRIST. MANY FORGET THAT THEIR IS A HELL WAITING FOR US, JUST LIKE A HEAVEN. WE MUST PASS CERTAIN TESTS AS A HUMAN, AND I AM PROUD AND HAPPY TO SAY I WAS TESTED AND WON....

Tied Into Example

I’ve gotten tied into to so much; keeping track of everything is indeed hard to do. I will periodically mention some of the people, places, names, idea’s, facts, words, etc… that I have been mystically tied into… 90% of what I am tied is of a person, place, name, idea, fact, word, etc.. Usually what happens is I think about x, and x turns immediately into something in my environement, proving my mental ability to profoundly affect my environment (also instaneously proving the importance of my existance.) Also, most often: what I just was thinking/feeling will be said by another person.

Example ~ Last June/July, I was thinking of writing a book. I remember conversations with “them” about me writing a book about this experience. At that point, I/we had gone through many theories of what this was and what they were… Sometimes, every human on the Earth knew my name. Other times---there were thousands of humans who lived on another realm that were brought to me, by me or by a God. There were even times we agreed that the people I heard were the speaking souls/spirits of humans who had lived on this Earth or were living on the Earth. If you seriously ponder all three, as I spent many a time doing, somehow most of the humans on the Earth were already “touched” by me. Already felt my presence and spoke with me…. Maybe somewhere in another dimension, or via a spirit world or maybe even in the world I was living, at times, on some days, my reality changed that much.
Of course, when something grand, unique, mysterious, forever life changing, etc… happens, many people think, now I should write a book about it. Most people laugh because they know it is easier said than done. My experience is so unique, not a traditional story, and while at times the exact description of it is: heaven on earth; there are other times when what I heard, saw, felt, and experienced was very serious, depressing, and scary. Even though I knew that I was loved and "worshiped", I knew that we all believed in a God/Gods and our blessed afterlife. Even though I knew I had what was called the perfect human mind, body, and soul; I still had moments of fear, doubt, or depression. I know on this blog I still haven’t spoke about what it was like, mystically, for me from November ’07-June ’08, though I will. Let me just say, it was/is grand enough to certainly contemplate writing a book about it, though it wouldn’t/won’t come across as always positive and enlightening.

Going back, I was really into writing when I was younger. I spent more time than most writing. I loved creatively expressing myself, my thoughts, and the world I saw. I started writing everyday when I was in 7th grade, mostly journals and poems. As my awareness of writers grew, I got more into it. I wrote some plays, short stories, daily journals, and poems, all throughout high school and into college. I was involved in my high school creative writing club; I took classes at PSU that allowed me to write extensively. Looking back, I can truly say writing was a favorite pastime of mine. I even pondered becoming a journalist, while still in my young teens, though I decided that wasn’t my avenue once I started my work in the Arts.

So a book. I could perhaps start to write one, I kept thinking, though it is so hard to express what I have experienced, for many reasons… Yet, what a story! A story seen to many as fantasy, yet totally based in truth. A reality completely unique and so very majestic! We talked about our reasons for writing a book. Soon it seemed the why’s, how’s, and what’s overtook my excitement and desire to write. I was not yet ready to express all that I had heard and seen. To even tell another human in person was still difficult ~ to write something that would universally appeal, well it seemed even harder. So one night, as I pondered the idea, something inside me said to me~ perhaps even if we did somehow write this story, and it got picked up by a publisher, let’s say the masses read it~ how do we know that some of them wouldn’t think, ‘Burn the Book’ after they read it? I remember so distinctly that comment, as it perplexed me--- I never thought anything like it before, and the words were so clear and obviously not from me or my mind. It opened so many questions within my mind. One question I asked myself, after getting over the surprise of such a thought: You mean, they would think, I thought to myself, some reader would want to burn the book after reading it? As if, they would not be able to handle what was said, or they did not like what we said? It might be blacklisted… put on the “inappropriate for school’s list.” LOL ~ of course, some might even think, “Burn after Reading.”

Such a trip it is. Some days more pleasant than others, but if we do not ask ourselves these hard questions…. The questions of: What am I worth? What is what I do worth? Am I perfect? Am I right in path, thoughts, speech, action, mind, body, etc…? What is my purpose? Why am I here? Why am I experiencing this? If we don’t ask these questions (and more) we will not know, and for me that is not acceptable. I guess, for me, it is scary to not know…

So, to pinpoint my attachment. I was attached to the movie, the movie which just came out this past winter, months before I ever heard the title or even knew of it!!!! It’s called, “Burn after Reading”, and while I have yet to see it, every time someone mentions the movie (not that often) or I think of it; I remember how I heard the title, and was attached to the movie, way before I ever knew of it. It was partly because we were worried about the acceptance of our experience that I decided not to write a book….at least yet.

I remember thinking some days later…that my expression of the experiences I have had would certainly be accepted, but to write it would take so much of my time... and perhaps it was a destiny of mine not to spent most of my time in front of a computer trying to type out a book.... Perhaps, it was my fate...

I mention this attachment today, because this week, I am going to buy the movie, “Burn After Reading” and watch it. It is much easier to buy American movies over here, than rent or download. You can easily find copies of American movies in the subways of Seoul, selling for $2. I know via my mind, I’ll be tied even more into the movie, as I am with any movie I watch… so perhaps, I’ll blog again about my experience watching the movie and what was said….

I am doing so well, and I just had a wonderful weekend in both realities. The job is going excellent, I am in perfect health! I have a great immune system, btw. I haven’t even gotten a cold in over 2 ½ yrs! I feel wonderful, and I just found out there’s a state-of-the art gymnasium, just built last year, that is located right by the new school I work at… The school I work out moved to a new building just this January, everything is brand new and all of us who work there are very excited about the working environment. It’s part of my luck… that the school I choose to work, decides right before they hire me, to build a brand new facility…
The gymnasium, the school is now right across the street from, is run by the city, Kangseo-gu. Thus it is top notch, with great brand new equipment, aerobic/yoga/martial arts/strength training classes, an Olympic pool, tennis court, racquet ball court, sauna’s, Jacuzzi’s, etc… I got so excited when I heard of it from another teacher! So, I am once again going to work on the perfect body. I am 5’8” a size 4. I was a size 1 (over the summer) because I like never ate… But when I became a mystic, 2005-2006, I was a perfect 2-3, total muscle, only about 11-13% body fat. Excellent shape, I worked out extensively with a trainer for 2hrs every day, I walked over 3 miles a day, and followed a strict regimented diet. I should get back to that, but I am not totally into training myself that way right now. I feel comfortable, like Venus... she was beauty... I am smaller than her, but still...beauty surrounds me... that's something I truly hope to always be attached to...
Peace and Prosperity,
D

January~quotes

“Indeed, such is the plan of divine love that its purpose is always to draw back to itself that which it loves; it draws everyone out of themselves and out of all created reality, and totally into the uncreated.”
A quote from a 17th century mystic.

I read the quote last night, after coming home from an outing with new friends. I was out at an expat bar called Mattigans, it reminds me of a ‘Bennigans’ in the states. I went with my coworkers from the school, the third time since I started working at LCI, that a whole group of us have went out. It was a very pleasurable time, because the group of us had such a fun time together and really got along . Oh, making new friends, especially when 5 out of the 12 teachers don’t know each other, can be hard to do! It is even more weighted because we all work together, we come together to successfully create a top notch language institute that serves the best language education. Private schools, like the one we all work at, are very cut throat in Korea. One wrong move and the school may lose many students, thus causing it to close its doors. All teachers have to be at their best, controlling their individual environment and greatly succeeding in servicing their students. There is a strong nonverbal agreement that each teacher can hold their own, and do great by the students, their parents, the Korean staff, and other English teachers. This agreement can put a strain on friendship, if too much competition or negative “behind your back” talk is held. Mostly, during the school week, we all 12 teachers are totally focused on what has to be done, the day is filled with many tasks and responsibilities. “Hanging out by the water coller and chatting” is not an activity of our day. While some teachers have lunch together (including me about 3 days a week), we often have work to do during our lunch period that also takes away from social converse with peers. One moves to a new country, starts a new job, and has fewer friends than before—it can be very stressful! Of course making friends with your coworkers is on your to-do list… but that can be harder due to the judgment from them of your “work.” I felt such joy in again being able to so comfortably associate with my fellow teachers, to drink with them and talk and laugh (lots of laughing). I am not a judgmental person…wisdom straight from the wise does not allow us to judge others--- even negative thoughts can weight down a true mystic. Yet, I am still aware of human’s strengths and weaknesses. I am also sensitive to others judgment of me. As a teacher, I feel very confident!!! I am doing great at the school and am loving how successful I am at it! As a mystic, I am not as confident. Too many questions…lol. Yet, last night, I was able to relate and get great pleasure from my coworkers, via their normal realm rather than the mystical realm I am so immersed in. We all truly, deeply, enjoyed each other’s company… even comments were made by some of my fellow coworkers, “What a great time they had with me!” I have only been teaching at the school for 5 weeks, getting to know each of them, I will make exciting and rewarding.

I get positive attention sooo much from the mystical realm. I find it funny that, for me, it is still so greatly needed—I know I should not desire my coworkers to see me as the mystical realm see’s me… I wanted last night to be able to break free from mysticism and that realm and yet still deeply connect to people. Specifically, people who are newly important in my life, because I work to achieve “success” with them; though I still do not know much about them or have had little deep connection with them. How often does a person feel great positive deep connection with their coworkers? Especially, when they just started working with them? It mattered that this happened last night. I remember thinking to myself, while laughing and talking to the other teachers, the mystical realm isn’t here right now. I am not the famous, center of the universe, “Darlene Sterner”, rather I was just (for some moments in time at least…) a new teacher the other teachers were enjoying the night with…

It doesn’t happen. To be somewhere, especially out of the home and not experience the Earth mystically. It hardly ever happens. Like I mentioned, I hear them 24/7. Almost. Last night was a small window where I experienced life on this Earth as a nobody, as a person who is not always tied in, always talked about, listened to, included, worshiped, loved, noticed, started at, commented on, sang to, endless conversations, endless awareness of me….

Later on that night, the environment did change back to the realm that does what I wrote above. We all had been sitting at a table talking and laughing, enjoying the buzz from the consumption of alcohol. I was thinking certain thoughts and the music the bar was playing (of course) changed, (so it would be singing of me—what I was thinking, to me—how they felt about me or a comment on who I was…)
Then the TV tuned me in, the Asian news broadcaster (I think she was broadcasting the news), made a comment on what I just said…
The voices heard from the crowd at the bar started to talk to me, and as I looked upon the strangers faces, I could see them notice me and say something that commented on what I was thinking, either to me or to the other people there.

The bar, the environment, once again belonged to me.

Oh~ how hard it is to explain sometimes, “the true experiences” I have… To be thinking and have your environment, the faces of the people, what they are saying, the songs being played, or what is said on the TV…just change for you, because of your thoughts. Such a rabbit hole of a hallucination! Yet, reality to me and them, because it's as if my thoughts are being said to everyone outload. We become these psychics, and what I think is as if I saying it with my voice! I say rabbit hole because of the movie that everyone should watch, “What the Bleep Do We Know, Down the Rabbit Hole.” To note, I did get to talk to Johnny Cash last night. Yes, Johnny Cash. His song came on and I was talking to the people, all via my mind but some of their lips were moving (the people at the bar…) and something was said… I forget what, but Johnny then said something and I commented on how he felt like me… a joke between us. I thought of how the song was written years ago, and it felt right then as if I was there... almost dejavu... Many believe in past lives, though I am Christian, I do note that even in the bible reincarnation is spoken about... I could have just thought the right thought at the right second, as I sooooooo often do... Our unconscious and conscious are all tied in, all on, a part of this think called mind at large. Many times someone will say something I just thought.... it happens so frquently now, that I can't help but want to research more on ESP/Telepathy/Mental ability created by deep spiritualism.

I got home late last night and decided to read some wisdom.... I just opened the book and landed on the quote I wrote above. I thought of how during this whole trip, and we call it a trip or sometimes a movie, because it certainly feels like one… I thought of how I have yet to cling to anything. Everyday passes and I smile or frown and yet I don’t cling to that thought or what happened. I don’t obsess over me and this mystical experience, or the mystical experiences I have had. I just started this blog in hopes of expressing it better to those I have close to me, as well as, myself. I am not lost in thought over what, who, why, when or where. And in this realization, I also realize, I am trying not to be attached to it. Even though it is a part of me like my arm or leg, a part of me like my mind… I still break free and enjoy the passage of some kind of time without any thought of it.

Of course I do wonder, How can time exist when in an environment, the past and the present, attaches itself to you? I can be in a place, at a event, in a building, and I "sense" something different… Something that ties the place into me… from the music, to the TV, to the strangers/friends there who look at me and physically talk to me. I have told people about this of course, we'v e even talked about it, and for some of my closer friends, it is just a fact that happens. I am sensative to something unseen, known but not often proven. I feel very blessed, and loved. I am not abandoned.