The Spiritual Archer - My Story

Five (5) years ago, 2012, I must have been suffering, so down in the depths of the darkest sides of living that Angels, Heaven, or something like it, had a strong desire to assist me through whatever I was going through? My golly! The heavens opened up! The thing about this story. . . I wasn’t alone. A second person was with me through a short, but profound experience . . . Angels . . . Heaven? Months later, as I researched the phenomena, the person, the only male companion with me on the elevator that day, may, perhaps, have been my "Twin Flame" (another story). (I learned about Twin Flames months later)

Read on . . .

Late February 2012, about 4:45 am (I love mornings, story to come) I just awakened from a long depressive period in my life, as I suffered some sort of depression for many years then. At times, there may be low periods, lasting several months, other times perhaps, several weeks, or just a few days. Though, at this particular time, I was finally awakening from a final low episode . . . I began feeling better, since spring was just around the corner. (Spring, the time of year flowers begin to bloom, has a way of easing those low tides). After feeling like myself again, one night, I had a dream that awakened me to the core. I saw a face of a man . . . he was so very close to my face, it seriously startled me! (wt . . .). (imagine a dream of a face so close, it can startle the calmest of folks) I gathered my bearings. As I move inward to feel through the feeling of the dream, I can see that I had a longing for the person . . . that face . . . like being in love . . . like I know him! . . . Do I? The next day, I did my best to recall any recollection of who the person was . . . eventually, I chose to shrug it off, and move on with my day.

Life Goes On . . .

Mind you, this is all happening while I am completely sober (no drugs of any kind and/or alcohol). I was, at this point, on the last leg of completing a second Master's Degree, and of course, working full time in an office. A fabulous office space as well. Office folks understand.

My focus was very good though. I would always find the best possible healing meditations and some Yoga to get through. Hence, I graduated, yay! I probably haven't had any alcohol for about perhaps six (6) months to a year then. Education is wonderful! (check back at my blog later)

Each day, Monday through Friday (office hours), I drove my regular route to work. On my way to the office, I was awake and vibrant, enjoyed the sunrise, the wind through my sunroof, the car's open windows, breezy, beautiful day . . . So I moved forward, attending to my daily activities. Low days bring great, beautiful, sunny days. "With darkness, light is appreciated more”.

The Feeling . . .

About three weeks later, I had a strange feeling come over me, a sense as if someone, I knew well, was nearby . . . you know (that feeling like someone standing behind you, you turn around and there, you knew). I stop to look around, I see nothing out of the ordinary. Again, I kept moving forward, completing tasks at hand. Morning has gone and I head to the cafeteria for lunch time, three stories down on the elevator, from second floor, to first floor, to lower level. I casually speak to acquaintances, friends as I walk by them continuing through to building's cafeteria. I order food, pay checker, and head back to the elevator. The same feeling came over me . . . like someone I knew was close by me as if a feeling of a long lost friend was here. However, I’ve always been known to have quite the imagination, shrugging it off, once again . . . I continued toward the elevator.

Heaven . . . on the Elevator?

I enter the elevator, and just before the door was about to close, a gentleman placed his hand between the double doors, just shy of the doors closing. The double doors gently open to allow the gentleman to enter. At first, I didn’t think anything of it, since this was a common occurrence. I looked up at him, to say hello, our eyes meet, it’s just him and me. After elevator door closes . . . leaving us together . . . alone, the elevator began to gradually disappear . . . We were floating in midair. Of course, I was still aware the elevator did exist, however, white clouds begin to form . . . all around us was an extreme bright light, like we were in another world . . . on the elevator . . . a heaven? As this phenomena is happening, we gazing in each other’s eyes. I wanted to just let out a massive SCREAM . . . I wanted to yell “what’s happening!”. . . But I couldn’t . . . as though my thoughts and fears were gently and peacefully yielded by someone or something . . . like a soft, warm rain had been sprinkled over me . . . All I could feel was an intense feeling of “LOVE”, “PEACE, PURE STILLNESS” everywhere; . . . fear had been completely erased from my being . . . not sure if my companion was experiencing the same phenomena. The love, in the air, was so great and powerful as if one could succumb to the mere presence of it. Nonetheless, we survived . . . alive enough to see ourselves floating in a strange world. Whatever was around me, and/or perhaps both of us, kept us safe and at ease.

Those two (2) flights up the elevator, from the lower level to the second floor seemed like a lifetime. Between green-color digital number “1” and before destination to digital number “2”, the bright lights begin to slowly fade . . . The elevator doors begin to open. The first things out of my mouth . . . silence. I couldn’t bring myself to recreate . . . I must have gained the most powerful ability to shrug the whole experience off, as if it was just another elevator ride on a normal workday. If I had met my sister on the elevator, at that time, I wouldn’t be able to keep my mouth shut like that. But, could I?

The Connection . . .

This other person stopped over to my desk to ask a question, later in the day. Before he could speak, I felt I met this person . . . was he the one in my dream? Did he experience what happened on the elevator? Why is he here, now?

He asked me out to lunch . . . and without hesitation . . . I accepted the invitation. I primarily wanted to know . . . "Did you see what I saw?" Additionally, I felt something for this person I never met before.

The connection we felt for one another was truly remarkable, especially for strangers . . and our encounters were beautifully intense . . . to the point where we both felt it was a challenge to let each other go, if even for a moment! (A twin flame characteristic, perhaps). I and this stranger arranged to meet on few separate occasions over a three-month period; eventually, we both recognized we were each mirror (spiritual mirror, physical appearances were completely different).

LOVE . . .?

This kind of love was good . . . great, but not so great. The worse part of letting him go was that the internal pain was excruciating . . . as if losing a part of my soul . . . In this experience, I had a personal awakening, and would never be the same again (as stories go).

Was this person my “twin flame” sent to awaken me (or us) for the coming global awakening experience? Do I really want to know?

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I do know this one thing . . . life as we knew it is coming to a close, toward a new, more self-empowering world . . . are we ready?

Ever since the experience . . . I have been touched by light. Once we open our hearts to a little love and positive energy . . . it is like a vortex . . . a positive vortex . . . where we want to achieve is to BE . . . positive. . . where even the negative parts are good, hence “positivevortex.com”.

Donna L. Holloman, The Spiritual Archer

When I read the story of the bow and arrow by a Dr. John Douillard . . . one of the many articles I share on Facebook . . . touches me, his quote “The arrow, the thought, the action released from this state of mindlessness is free of attachment. It is free of judgment. It flies without concern . . .

" Via Dr. John Douillard

Working it all out, through the heart (in the spirit of living in the moment) and sharing what I've learned in raising children, Keratoconus, getting educated, work, spiritual experiences and embracing the art of the now through life, with love.

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"To embrace what lies beneath, into the heart of the matter" Donna offers lessons on how to navigate the intense nature of the spiritual awakening process.