The most recent experience of that Supernatural kind of thing, that we cannot really explain properly, happened this past summer of 2020. As I tried to describe previously in Magic Night Memories, it was exactly as I’ve experienced such magical things before, where it begins with …or is set off by, me feeling sort of as if bursting, as if about to fall apart with some feelings of suffering, but the kind of suffering that in my inner eye connects with a much bigger picture than just my own, where what I’m suffering somehow merges directly with, and Highlights, the general of humanity’s issues. This then amplifies the suffering feelings in me, as it ends up feeling like I’m no longer “just” sensing my suffering only, but as if I’m somehow feeling the suffering of the whole, which then causes a feeling sense as if my suffering, the suffering of one, is nothing much at all in the big picture. From there it begins to feel unstandable, as if being stuck between my own suffering situation and the pains of it all on the global scale.

This sort of exaggerated and absolutely unstandable feeling state then feels like it’s in all of me, in all my cells and beyond, as if it’s invisibly fuming and bursting out from me. And occasionally throughout life, I’ve had a second factor within my attention at that very same time, and this past summer it was music in my headphones making me wanna go up on deck and dance there alone in the moonlight, while previously to that in 2012, the factor was not music, but my diary/journal/notebook, in which I then wrote and expressed a poetic like flow.

It was the very similar feeling flow with the dancing. A full-feeling  expression of my feeling emotions in flow, a flow of commanding the universe, commanding creation itself, with this powerful feeling energy swirling up into everything as well as into the Ether, and by all that into reality.
As I wrote I conveyed through an emotion filled writing flow, but as I danced I conveyed trough feeling emotions without words. And still I got incredible results (weather coincidence or not). From some perspective it would be just coincidences, but I also feel like I know better than that. I’m sensitive enough to feel the difference.  And yet at the same time, I’m not fixed completely for good on all conclusions. …for many reasons, one of which seems to feel quite natural, or in accordance with the laws of nature; that nothing is really fixed, nothing remains the same, change is a constant factor, etc., and so on.

This time around, this summer, the results were, that my nightmare of a sailing team companion turned so quiet all day, he almost turned into my sweet little puppy. He was calm all day and of deep thoughts. There was not even a trace of his mean tyrannical behavior anywhere. And of course I wondered if I should then dance on deck every night and every morning as I had done.

In fact, after the moonlight dance, there was a clear decision in me to get up half an hour before him, to get up there and be dancing like that again, before he appears, so that I’ll have time while he’ll be downstairs making his morning tea, and assuming that I’m still sleeping.
Incredibly enough, I woke up before my alarm that day, which hardly ever happens to me, and on top of that it also became the first day that he got up later than usual. Yeah whatever, we can just call it all coincidence.
Eventually he came up on deck and saw me dancing away in silende with my phone and headphones. So that could have been the only real effect on him that day. Or he might just have had a tired feeling day. We can agree to call it all coincidence, but none of it felt like that at all. From the moon dancing till the following night, I felt some overall powerful difference. And yes it could just be that the effect was on me, that I was of a powerful energy/presence, which then was affecting him all day. Everything is possible. It could also be that I sucked up all the energy of all life around me, and so he was a bit tired all day from it (haha…yeah I can imagine anything). Actually that could fit my feeling as well, if I cut some heel or toe, the shoe could fit. But no, it felt fully as my intentions were with it all, which were to eliminate all the bad feeling energies, and replace them with love energies (which felt like beautiful blossoming energies) and just resonate my worth ~ inspiring the same in all of my environment. And it worked.

The previous time with my writing, the result was also the justice that I had requested for the environment that I was in, which then happened within about an hours time.


The First Mind Opening Experience

Previous to that was the very first time, of such a powerful magic feeling experience, making me feel like I cast a spell or so. It was also writing, but it was literally a poem, and my longest one.
It was the year 2000, and I was in a train returning to Munich from three days of work in Zurich (because it turned out that dollhouse there had no showbiz to it at all, as the one I knew managed by the strict and respected showman himself Stretchko), and so I was writing this poem inspired by a few beautiful words in an article, and as I was writing, it just felt as if it connected me with source. In my inner eye I began creating what I was writing, and it was powerfully beautiful and even had a recouperating thing to it, but of a butterfly feeling version, where I end up standing all refreshed and renewed in my own dramatic beauty.
       And unexpectedly, three months later, I had been 2 months in the Caribbean, one month on St. Maarten Island and one month on the Puerto Rico island. There I had made a good friend who invited me to come allong with her to Miami, and so I went. During a months time I got really close with a writer from New York Times, and as I then read my poem with him to see what his feedback/opinion might be, I realised that all what I had written in that long poem, had all been happening, and I actually was standing in the beautiful feeling of it all, at the time of realising this.
It had truly been all fulfilled as I had described it, and now the results were that I was so high on life, like reborn, and that I felt like I was in some Jesus or Buddha feeling ZEN state or so, which lasted for a few months, and one of my best friends noticed the megalithic difference in me and tried to describe it to me, and as she did that, she gave herself away by  mentioning that she normally pushes my sensitive buttons.

Amazing. Very powerful experience.  And all without any psychedelics or drugs or so.
But all those experiences were very powerfully beautiful.
But it has to be authentic, it can not be faked, or done just whenever you want. At least that didn’t seem to work for me. Or perhaps just not yet. It seems that it has to be that somewhat overtaking feeling, the most massive feeling of all feeling, so to say.


Magic Done With Heart/Love

I feel that magic has been ridiculed, to make us believe that it does not exist….when it so clearly does. It’s just so very subtle compared to that of say Lord Of The Rings or freakin Disney and what have you.

I feel that my experiences indicate, that there are no rules As Such to magic. At least not to this types of magic skillfully done with love/empathy/compassion/for the betterment of all ~ in other words done with at least some wisdom. But surely it could be, that perhaps only …say old souls, or wise, developed souls, can sense and do such things, who knows!? But I surely always felt so old, already while I was a child, and even much more so then. The feeling has changed just a bit throughout my thirties, but I guess it makes sense that feeling old would feel more extreme while you’re just a kid, and that as you get older, at some point it will feel better fitting when you’re older in this reality as well. Seems a bit logic like to me.

The Bad Supernatural Experience

As a kid I did believe that there is some evil, but in my early twenties a friend of mine said, There is no evil, only consequence, which resonated so well. But let’s face it, these days we know that there’s lots of evil in the world.
And eventually came a time where I ended up taking that very seriously.

I have spent most of my life being mostly single. Occasionally, approx. every few years, I would get involved with someone, and I’d come out of the first month feeling that it’s no good for me, and that I best start making my way out of the relationship. So usually two months would be my average occasional relationship. But at the same time I have been the one people come to, with their big life-questions, problems and even relationship issues. And somehow my assistance was always effective and right on spot. It always made me feel that I am able to look inside of a person, or that I’m able to see and feel below the surface of things. It’s not easy to get exact on describing and explaining, to share what I know of. And I do get a feeling, that it fits with how I feel the wisdom in law of nature. ~ meaning, … Well, let me explain; the inner eye, and the inner ear, and our divine creativity, is all so much more of a rich world than this one here, in this physical ralm of existence, so that when putting words on things, whoever I might be telling it to, will then understand according to their own awareness only, and if they have no wisdom of their own, they will not really be able to grasp much. But if I’m trying to share in any such ways possible, with someone of wisdom (which only comes out of living from the heart enough) then their imagination connects with it all, and by that they are assisted in their coming to understand, through that wise being’s inne eye and inner ear.
And of course those terms, such as inner ear and inner eye, are partly metaphoric.  …yeah as if just to make it all more confusing and unclear; and that’s how magic is protected. …well perhaps it is protected.  At least it sure is not the same kaliber type of magic as that of maisonry, the skull & bone club, or any and all of such dark/bad idiotism.

I’m under the feeling impression that all those belief systems, that contain worshipping, is all what you actually really get when being without  wisdom (only living from and through the heart grows wisdom for you).
And so perhaps that is how you then don’t actually have any real power at all (besides that of what mere money can provide), and so the magic is then not even really yours after all, not even really in your hands, so to say. Because you have not the Widom for any real power to begin with. And so  you can only be the worshipper. No matter what the powers may let you believe. And perhaps this is part of how love conquers/concures all.

Conquer / Con-cures!…hmm (as I’m writing I notice) interesting, as this points out, that Con in itself, is perhaps not only a word indicating some “fake honesty”, but that actually ‘con’ might originally be a neutral word in this sense, like ‘The’ is as well. So then perhaps it actually just means, someone who can contact the invisible force/energies. …haha see!?, Con-tact. Again, here it obviously indicates the very same thing. So a con artist can be either or both, good and/or bad.


It’s all so very interesting, complexed and intricate, these investigations of ones own experiences, next to all what I’ve heard of other people’s Supernatural experiences, and some of the death research, and some bits of scientific facts, that indicate a few fitting things, including the reminders of how little we really know. As well some of the personal experiences of the effects of a supanova, such as the one of 8 whole days, experienced by Ra Uhu Ru in 1987, which resulted in literally downloading a system from the Ether, that experts have inspected carefully, and concluded that no human in the longest human lifespan could ever have done the mathematics it takes to so perfectly in a never done before way, have combined such systems as Eastern astrology, with Western astrology, and the i-chin, the cabbalah and the  chakras all into one system, that was first called genetic keys, and then later changed to being called a Human Design, about which I have described my experience in “Clarifying You And Everyone Individually”. Lucky for me at the time was, that I got to know the system good enough to see how crazy-in-a-good-way it is, before I ever got to discover how this system came about. Because if I had discovered how it all came about, then I probably would not have been interested in the system itself, because I was not ready to believe such wonders at that time. But since then, gradually lots of pieces of the “huge picture puzzle” have been coming together for me.

I wish every human to be a more  open as I am, so that nobody would have to miss out on their own potentials, and especially the magic of life.