Every once in awhile I wake up repeating an unfamiliar phrase. One morning it was "hypostasis." Though I'd never heard of this phrase, it fit my sense of how this dimension is like moving through jello. I have a particular affinity for Philip K. Dick and was astonished to come across this very phrase in one of his novels. I've come to believe that a reality that moved at the speed of thought would be "safe" only for those who have "safe" thoughts. I'm learning that it is more important to safeguard my thoughts than my physical body.

It's fact that animals can hear things that most people don't register and some people wear hearing aids to help them hear.......therefore it seems completely logical to me that some people will hear voices that others miss. Just because the average person doesn't hear it and a scientist can't record it doesn't mean that there is a problem.

Hello, I hear voices, more than one voice actually. I have always felt them to be benefecial to me throughout my life since early childhood, guides along life's pathway. I have never been directed to do anything harmful to myself or others, yet I have received a psychiatric diagnosis (after sustaining a severe head injury in an automobile accident in my forties) that requires me to take medications to quell the voices (and most of my natural feelings). In the last year I have stopped the pharmecopia and feel more functional, yet I face dire consequences in so doing. I hope to find some answers contained within your website. Thanks to those making ths a possibility for me. Tessa

While driving home in Dec. of 1971 I heard a voice. It scared me, but having heard Christian teachings of people in the bible hearing voices, I followed the simple directions. As a result my life direction was changed greatly for the better at that time. I never told anybody, not even my parents who have since died. But now I wonder, who or what the voice was? Why have I never heard instruction since? I've certainly been in situations where a voice saying "don't do that" would have been appreciated. I originally attributed the voice to God, but having talked to preachers who never heard a "voice" I've begun to wonder. I currently wonder if someone in a "spirit world" was trying to help me out...which is a stretch because I don't believe in a "spirit world". Anyway, I thought I'd add this story. Maybe I'll get my answer after I die.

Hi, I am labeled mentally ill. I am 50. Paula I am a Universalist 360 degrees MY RELIGIOUS EXPERIENCES 1971 I moved to Chatsworth. 1975 I began reading Carlos Castaneda about 1975. I lived in the hills in Chatsworth. I was 16 and as I recall I read the first five. Spirit presence while hiking in the hills near Box Canyon; I lived nearby, in Chatsworth, California. 1976 I used to consume peyote and psilocybin mushrooms, while hiking in the desert in Southern California. I used to practice finding power spots, and jogging the power run, both of which are described by Castaneda. 1976 I planted a Jimpson Plant male, near a female plant in Placerita Canyon, CA. I used to go pick Jimpson Weed, near my house. I used to smoke it while hiking in caves in Chatsworth. I used to make a small fire in the cave I rested in. 1977 I saw a spirit dwarf , on Hana Highway, while driving back home from Wainapanapa on Maui. I was 18 years old. 1977 I collected mushrooms from pastures in Hawaii. I would then attend Hare Krishna Events. 1981 I frequented Honolulu Zoo as a docent. I began to attempt to learn the language of animals. I developed a video vocabulary from that while watching the eye movements of animals. Shit means shit. Shit has several meanings, and this is complicated by the differentiation of the various types of shit. I also volunteered at the Honolulu Academy of the Arts Museum. Pictures and statues began to appear to speak. I would spend hours pouring over Persian Miniatures and other Islamic art. 1982 In Honolulu, Hi, I was walking three days, then I hiked barefoot along the side of the freeway on the greenbelt. In the seventies I had found a squash blossom necklace while hiking as a teenager, along the side of the freeway, on the greenbelt, in the San Fernando Valley. So it was exhilarating to walk there. I began to sense there were two spirits in the center of the earth. I felt the burden of the world's problems, especially the friction between the Arts and Nature. I felt the two spirits wanted to call out through my body. I cried out straight up into the air, loudly. The tone of voice was alarm. 1983, I developed an art form called Depthism. It is the fine art of depicting visual visions, on paper or canvas. 1982 I first saw spirits in Honolulu, Hawaii, I also began to hear their voices. 1984 Persian Miniatures and other Islamic art began to appear to speak. I became strangely attracted to Arabs. I found the Quran. I began practicing Islam. I have practiced it off & on ever since. 1984 Honolulu, I moved back to Chatsworth. I would go outside and climb the rocks and trees, like I was a kid again. I felt an urge to climb the olive tree outside my window. I reached for the topmost branch. I brought it in my room as a trophy. It was like I earned a feather. 1986 I was greeted by a very divine spirit, who identified himself as Imam Mahdi, the Twelfth Imam (as). He never left my presence to this day. 1987 I was traveling in a vehicle and looked out at the trees. They appeared to talk to me. They looked upset, as if they had a disease. 1989 I was in a board and care in Van Nuys, CA. All twelve Imams (as) appeared to me in visions. 1989 St Christopher appeared to me. He showed me a book in the new age bookstore. It was the Essene Gospel of Peace. 1994 I was living in Moorpark, CA. I began to see Michael (as) in my company. I organized and opened, the first meeting in a series with the spiritual leaders of the world. I called it the Conference of the Prophets. 1995 In Moorpark, CA. I read the Essene Gospel of Peace. The words spoke to me and rang true. I was in the company of many saints and prophets. I completed the recommended fast of seven days, and have practiced strict vegetarianism ever since. 2002 I changed it to a globalization project. I received support and approval from the Twelfth Imam (as), Michael (as), and other saints. We called it Mossrock. 2008 I had stopped studying Castaneda awhile, but I'm back. I am reading, "The Power of Silence". Research on the computer, as well as practicing the passes, while watching this; has made me more aware and recall better what I read 33 years ago. I get it o.k.I guess.March 3, 2008 City: Salem, OR justice_psychic blog on livejournal Paula

I heard voices in two psychoses eight and ten years ago. It changed my life. I have remained in the mental health arena trying to change practise. I've got an MSc by Research telling of my experiences and my struggle to get involved as a mental health chaplain to support users. I come from a protestant Christian background and have only just come across this site while looking up Teresa of Avila and voices. I have heard Marius Romme though. My voices spoke through me the first time and told me they had come to train me as a spiritual healer. I talked to God in the second psychosis and was told I was the second coming of Jesus. I don't believe I am but who knows! It was a good experience but as I said life changing. I even trained as a hypnotherapist to learn how to release spirits but that's another story. I've 'recovered' but can't forget what happened to me. I probably never will.