Intending to meet a Nordic

Montalk,
Wow... great!    Geeze, I got to try this.   You know there are books out there on how to meet ET's by Lysette Larkin and the ET's she channels says all you need to do is "call them forth", to have a meeting.   It's easier than most would imagine.  So intending for a STO Nordic to show up, is not that far-fetched.

Anyway, it's cool you met Richard, I read all his books and probably read Illusions at least 10 times.   I had once, when I was in college planned to go to a book signing with Richard at a local bookstore.  I got some friends together and we all went, but as it turns out he didn't show up on this particular day, even though they had a table set up for him, with a pile of books to sign.   Oh well.... I figured I would meet him someday.   It's great you intended something like this and had someone show up!    More people need to do this.   I'll keep you posted on how mine work's out.

J.P.

P.S.
It's also great you had him tell you something that was important to you.... geeze... that's probably a great story.   I hope you can go into it further!

Wow, interesting idea, PleiadianHealer.  I wonder how many 'others' we have met and don't know it?  Case in point:

I used to work in downtown Ft Worth, 1997, and would walk the 8 blocks at noon to deposit my paycheck in the bank, and hike back to the Justice Center.
As I got close to the Center, I had a railing to my left with a 25' drop to the gardens below, cars parked along the street to my right , and no one behind me. The street was empty of cars driving by, too.

As I am walking along, I'm staring at the ground. All of a sudden, there is this street tramp in front of me blocking the way -- hand out, palm up. I wished later that I had taken a closer look at him, but I didn't. I reached in my pocket, got my wallet, and thought what the heck, and gave him $20. I remember he was shorter than me (I'm 6 ft 1), dirty clothes, reddish blonde hair, and his eyes did not look weary, drugged, alcoholic, and actually had a sparkle that didn't mean anything then ...

He took the money, gave me a big hug and said 'The Lord bless you.' Damn, he was strong, and could have overpowered me for the rest of the money if he had wanted to. Damn, he WAS strong. That I remember.

I said something and he stepped aside and I moved on. After my walking just about 10 feet, I turned back to ask him something... and he was gone. I looked over the railing... not there. I could see no one was in any of the cars, and he wasn't in the street, there was no entrance to any building for that whole block (we used to jokingly call it 'ambush canyon' and not want to walk it at night). Where the heck did he go?

Two days later, I found two 20 dollar bills folded together tightly on the floor of the supermarket.

Since he could not have gone anywhere but up, I began to wonder. He didn't smell like a street person, either. I described him to the local wheelchair black dude who was a regular on the streets, and he had never seen/heard of him.  So, I was being tested? Angel? I wish I had paid closer attention... but then, maybe I wasn't supposed to.

I met a Nordic once, blonde with brightest blue eyes I've ever seen (also literally Nordic, he was from Sweden) and he really changed my life. That was 95 and I've just finished a relationship with my girlfriend whom I thought was my cosmic half back then and my university studies were going bad. We met with him in the university campus. The strange thing is, I was very into Swedish culture and Swedish progressive rock groups then, making a rock programme on a radio about Scandinavian prog. groups. I thought this guy may give me a lot info (no internet at that time )

Then it turned out to be he's a kind of Donald Shimoda (hey Tom, your R.Bach story is great by the way) and understood my situation even without asking me.

He told me a lot things, he said every relation has a purpose and when it's finished, you have to thank her and go your own way, you'll meet many more "cosmic halves" (which was right). Also he suggested me to work on herbs (which I did) and he was a vegan. That was the first time I considered vegetarian eating.

When I look back at that time now - Feb 95 - still the effects are going in my life.

heh, i couldnt resist posting

I'm from finland, i have blond hair, orange beard, green-brown eyes, (male), i havent read the plaidean materials, i did read some of the C materials and was in the QFS for a short time before i was kicked out for disagreeing.

http://irc-galleria.net/archive.php?nick=Hkelukka there would be some pictures of me.

I do not believe STO and STS are good definitions of good and bad. However, i am here because of my desire to be here so i do serve my self, yet i do so with causing the minimum amount of suffering to others that i can while doing what i desire. In other words, i do breath oxygen, i do eat, i do drink and i do generally socialise and do things which are STS, yet a while back i was depressed and desired to die for a moment. The reason being that i could no longer help people and thus had no point in remaining here. I did get out of it at a later date but it might be a good indicator of my psyche. I'll be gone for a week and be back on saturday but if you desire to contact me you can drop me a line (I'll be able to post but i'll be on the comp a few hours per day which probably wont be spent being on msn all that often ;D

I dont know if i'm 4th D or not, who knows

Meh, if you want you can drop me a line

Wow!! Xzen thanks a lot for the link! Algarnas Tradgard is really one of the best groups - ever!

I still remember the first time I listen to their music back around 91-92. A kind of electric flow ran through my spine. Never listened such high music, I thought.