"Why is direct connection to beings in other dimensions a natural ability for a few people and yet seemingly impossible for so many others?"
A piece of this puzzle revealed itself to me during a casual conversation with a dear friend. Lois is a delightful, adventurous, spunky woman well into her eighties. She shared how she'd been opening up spiritually for sixty years, but was still unable to see or talk with her spirit guides-St. Germain, Jesus and Sai Baba-or with angels and nature spirits.
"So many times I'll feel a warmth akin to a presence in room with me. The connection gives me a vivid sense of serenity and comfort. But that's as far as it goes."
Questioning her, I learned she sometimes feel an energy emanating from her plants, but is never able to see plant's aura or subtle body, or to have a dialogue with spirit of plant.
"Keith," she implored, "How do I do it? How can I connect with my guides and my plants in a more conscious and meaningful way?"
Her expression and words were so poignant. Then a faint glow began to radiate from little houseplant she had on breakfast table. As Lois continued to express her longing to interact more directly with nonphysical friends, light at center of plant shown brighter and brighter.
I knew light was deva, nature spirit, of this plant. Upon my recognition of its presence, fairy deva shone so brilliantly it almost hurt my eyes. I breathed a sigh of relief. Obviously, this dramatic light demonstration was a direct response to Lois' prayers and desires. I speculated to myself, This is great. Here's her answer. Thank you, Spirit! Pointing to brilliant glow radiating from heart of plant, I exclaimed, "Well, there you go! There's your answer."
Lois said nothing. She simply sat there with a puzzled look on her face, staring in direction of my outstretched finger. " What answer? I don't see anything unusual. I don't understand what you're pointing at!"
She didn't see light. She saw nothing! "What about that light there, Lois," I coached. "That deva, that fairy, that glow?"
She strained and squinted. She still didn't see anything unusual.
I urged, "Do you sense anything? Do you feel a presence, a warmth, any unusual sensation at all?"
Discouraged, she sighed and responded, "No, nothing."
By now I was perplexed and becoming extremely frustrated. I asked my inner knowing, "How can I help her?" The plant spirit spoke right up: