Sally Barnard
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This is a TRUE story about how I became aware of Astral Travel.(Something I knew nothing about.) It is a journey that has given me many messages. I have become an artist, poet, and writer within 3 years. I have NEVER had any formal training. I describe in detail how this is possible. This is how my story began. I was going through a very hard time in my life was admitted into hospital overnight in Dec.2005. I settled back into life so I thought. WRONG. I was having VERY VIVID dreams. I started to write them down. I began a journey that has NO beginning and NO end. This still is continuing as you will see in my book .On my 3rd dream I was given a MESSAGE by a lady that was showing me how to draw. She told me to get PAPER and CRAYONS. I now have about 130 drawings to date. September 2008. My book is how this all came about . They all have messages. I have met my guides in my travels and many other people along the way. You will see how my art work validates this. I want to awaken more fellow souls into the unlimited possibilities of creative living. This book is part autobiography and part road map. It shows you how this is possible for anyone. I changed my life`s direction. This will show you how to change yours.
Sally Barnard was born in London. England at the end of the Second World War. She attended a boarding school for girls just outside of London. Then went on to study Psychology for a few years. Sally got married at 18 years old. A mother of two and a grandmother of four. Came to live in the United States in 1979. Got her Real Estate License and works in Sales.
Is there an unseen world beyond the physical realm? What happens after death? Will we see our loved ones again? COMMENTS BY (my good friend) Rabbi Steven Cardonick. I must help the bereaved deal with their losses. The preformance of religious rituals can help one through the stages of mourning,but this often proved insufficient. People want to hear more about the spiritual world. I speak words of comfort and give them a sense of hope that the separation is temporary. I have no doubt of Sally's sincerity. She has received a series of messages that you will find amazing, just as she herself did. Many times,she has called me to relate another dream and set of instructions. You can hear it in her voice and see it in her drawings.Someone or something in the spirit world has awakened something from a prior life. Is it a genetic memory,passed down from her ancestors?Is it the resurrection of talents from a previous lifetime? I am convinced that Sally has been in contact with the spiritual world. Sally's story will take you on a journey to explore the reality of the spiritual realm. Now in Sally's words. This really has NO beginning, and I see No end. Everthing I am writing I have documented as I wake from my dreams. It all started around March 2006. I was going through a very difficult time in my life. I started to have some strange experiences in my sleep. I started waking up around 3:00a.m. and then falling back to sleep. My first recollection occurred in early March. I was going back to sleep and became aware that I was leaving my body. This was my very first encounter ever with an out-of-body experience. I sensed that I was going to the home of my friend, Dawn. I had, however, never been to her home. Later, I actually went to her home and entered her computer room for what was physically my first time. I remembered everything I had seen on my astral visit. I could not at this point understand how this was possible. Late April I started to fly again. I saw a lady, I got the feeling that she was there to guide me. She was teaching me how to draw. She told me to go get some crayons, that I need to start coloring. At the time I am writing the notes about these experiences, it is still night and I wake up just enough to scribble them down. It always seems to be around 3:30 in the morning. I need to take you back about three weeks before the last dream. I was on the phone with a friend of mine. He put me on hold. I started to draw. After about three minutes, I seemed to have put on paper something that looked like an animal. Now, believe me, I could NEVER DRAW not even a straight line before this. Many people in my past will attest to this. I didn't seem to have any conscious control over what the pencil put onto the paper. My hand merely moved of its own volition without any thought on my part. I now have over 130 drawings, all of them different. They include buildings from many centuries ago,some are from Egypt. Many I do not even understand. I am still at the beginnning of this journey. I know these drawing need to be seen because each one represents a message, part of a much larger story. The entire concept of "Astral Travel" was foreign to me. I hadn't ever considered the possibility of past lives .With the help of my good friend, Adamir,and with research, I have come to understand so much. How,we must ask, is this possible. Well. I truly believe that we have knowledge that is within us. I have tapped into something that is giving me my memory back. I cannot stop. I believe we all have the ability. The message was given that I have to get these drawings out to the people. I am learning so much. The knowledge has to be written so people will understand. I got a very clear messsage from a female entity who I was told to call "Zena" She said "Tell the people that they also can have this knowledge." They are hurting and "We" can help. We must do this. You will be okay. "I am with you and you have a whole army around you. Trust and you will see it will all work out" (Another message came from my helper.) Trust your intution . This is your inner knowledge. I will continue to put everyone you need to help in your path. Write it down and try to make it simple. You are very advanced and you have much to remember. Keep up this good work. I am your friend. Continue to draw and put it out there, This is so important. Call yourself Zena. I will give you knowledge and comfort. You need to open every part of yourself. You will do this. You HAVE TO DO THIS."You have an army of helpers around you. We will never leave you. Love,Love, Love. Zena."
