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Close Encounters of the Spiritual kind
Here are some of the key experiences, old and new, that have shaped my life in profound ways. I call them…
Close encounters of the Spiritual kind
Balance on one finger – June 2009
Several times in meditation, a timeless ageless monk has appeared to me balancing upside down on only one finger! He had the cherubic face of a perfectly lovely boy and the wisdom and grace of an ascended master. Joy and Bliss emanated from him and he was clearly enjoying my reaction of amazement and wonder.
he said telepathically ~
” You shall do all this and much, much more. Weightless we are, floating in Bliss . . .”
The True Angelic Choir – January 2006
After a full session of recording my vocals, building up my multi-track angelic choir signature sound for my album Gnosis, I retired to my evening meditation before bed. After I had journeyed fairly far into a peaceful meditation, I began hearing the most exquisite choir singing. Softly at first, it became more and more clear until I found myself completely enraptured in the heavenly bliss of their angelic voices. Without doubt, this was a true and real angelic choir. I have never heard humans singing so beautifully in all my life. As my heart and soul were praising the angels in deep gratitude, one of the angels spoke to me with a telepathic voice: “you are doing a great job building up your little choir in your recording, but we wanted you to hear how it really sounds.”
Humans can never sing as beautifully as angels, but God is happy when we try!
Now is the Time . . . 2006
In a lucid dream, I find myself in a cemetery. Several souls are telling me their sad life stories when I see myself about twenty feet away. Identical in every way, it is actually exciting and joyous to see myself exactly as I appear from someone else’s viewpoint. My ‘twin’ self approaches me and gently kisses my hand, telepathically saying,
Now is the time for the Father and the Son to become One.
As these words are spoken, some of the tortured evil spirits in the cemetery nearby begin trying to frighten and hurt me. I call out the name of the Lord and I am whisked safely away from that place.
I understand this teaching to mean that I have come to an important stage in my path of growth. The beginning of an even deeper union of my Divine and Human selves.
Thomas Sings – 2006
A normal dream became lucid and powerful as I meet a magnificent towering being who identified himself telepathically as Thomas.
Reaching down, he extended his hand right through the top of my head and began gently massaging my soul with a most exquisite sensation of psychic massage. As he massaged and soothed my very soul, Thomas began to sing the Song of The Angels. A multitude of voices and parts cascaded down from the heavens – how could such perfect and complex divine musical beauty emanate from just one being?
Now the words became clear – Angels sing the praise and glory of God without ceasing…
Awakening from this blissful bath I tried my best to write down and duplicate this music in my recording studio. The results are incorporated into my album GNOSIS on the piece “We Are One,” but alas, my human efforts fell remarkably short of the example set by the great Angel, Thomas.
Later on, I realized how appropriate my Angelic benefactor’s name was for one such as me who has struggled so very much with his faith – Doubting Thomas transformed!
Angels Comfort and Protect – 1996
Suffering the grief of a deeply painful heartbreak, I sat alone in my bedroom, weeping inconsolably. I was crying so hard that it felt as if the wailing was actually going to kill me.
Just as I uttered the words, Lord, please end this life of suffering, two glorious spheres of light swooped down, one on my left, and one on my right. Radiant blue and white diamonds of geometric perfection glowed, pulsating from within the orbs of light. I immediately understood that these were Guardian Angels. Speaking telepathically, as the Spirit does, they said,
Do not be afraid , this is not the time of your death. We will protect and comfort you. Nothing can harm you within this circle of light – you are safe and you are deeply loved.
My tears of grief turned to tears of joy as I felt their perfect love and peace washing and flowing through my body, mind and soul. After the Angels faded away, I felt their deeply healing Peace for many days.
The Good Lord Comforts and Protects – 1994
In one of my darkest periods, I found myself involved with a very colorful character who was tempting me into many self-destructive behaviors. At one point, I calmly said to him –
You are Satan, aren’t you?
He just laughed and we went on with the evening’s festivities.
Well, I started having more and more frightening dreams, wrestling with Demons and Tormentors until finally Satan himself appeared in a horrific vision of anguish and torment. I cried out to the Lord Jesus to save me and I awoke, sweating and shaking with fear. Looking at the clock, I saw that it was 3:33 in the morning. This happened several more times, always at 3:33!
It was 1993-1994, and I felt trapped living in the ghetto of Bridgeport, CT with a very tiny basement recording studio where I could hit my head on the ceiling pipes and rats sometimes ran around freely. I used to dream of a lovely studio in the woods and then wake up in Bridgeport, sad and frustrated. How could I escape? I asked the Good Lord Jesus in a prayerful meditation, and I heard a quiet voice in my head which said: “Get in your car and drive to Redding”. Redding? I said. That’s where all the rich people live. I have no money, what am I going to do there? “Just go”, the Lord said. So off I went to meet a willing real estate agent. I told her that I needed a place that had room to put in a recording studio, and had some kind of rental income from a separate apartment or cottage, and that I could only spend in the low $200,000s… she actually began laughing in my face, but then paused and said, “wait a minute there’s that foreclosed property down on Sanford Town Road that actually has all of these qualities.” Thus began a miraculous sequence of events where I was able to borrow all the money necessary and purchase the property, moving in April 1994, and starting construction on my beautiful childhood dream recording studio. I truly felt that the Lord had delivered me from hell into a heavenly realm, and I’ve been thanking and praising the Good Lord ever since. In ’94 I joined the local Episcopal Church and have been serving in the choir for 32 years now, offering praise and glory.
The last 3:33 revelation was during the day after I moved to Redding. Exhausted from the heavy labor of building a recording studio, I collapsed for a nap under the skylight I had installed in my bedroom.
Again, Satan came to destroy me and claim my very soul, a giant horrible beast, breathing fire and death. I cried out to the Lord and heard the scream of a hawk three times. Forcing my horrified eyes open, I saw a beautiful red-tailed hawk directly above the skylight!
Our eyes locked in recognition and I heard his voice in my head –
Are you alright now? Yes? Good. With that he swooped off like a fighter jet. Again, the clock read 3:33. My entire being was tingling with awe and wonder as I realized how the Lord had moved and spoken through this magnificent creature of wings and feathers.
Much later in my prayer meditations with the Good Lord, I asked to know the meaning of the clock’s 3:33.
Lord Jesus said – The clock cannot go to 6:66 – but know that you were halfway there.
All Praise and Glory be to God, and to his Blessed Son, Jesus! To this day I always say a special prayer of Gratitude when the clock shows 3:33.
No one knows the hour of His coming – 1984
In 1984 I was the furthest I have ever been from Christianity. Having long abandoned the Greek Orthodoxy of my childhood, I had taken an Indian Guru, and was deeply immersed in yoga and Taoism.
The night before the start of a large musical tour with Charles Aznavour, I lay awake anxiously struggling with my career choices and goals in music, and feeling very bad about my relationship with my first daughter.
At 3:33 in the morning the room started getting lighter and brighter, a divine warmth of pure Love began flowing through, around and within me. The ceiling turned to clouds with the most radiant sun behind them. The flow of perfect love and bliss reached a peak in me with tears of joy exploding from my being as I began to speak… Oh my __… I could not say the God word as the clouds parted and Lord Jesus was right there, smiling at me. Suddenly I understood the power of saying the name of God. I could not utter it in his presence!
The Good Lord spoke telepathically in my mind:
I forgive you, I Love you, I Bless you…
Nine simple words, shaping and guiding my life since that perfect day.
Then the Lord showed me Three pictures in my mind:
The first was regarding my musical life and my regret at leaving the Classical Orchestral world. The second was of my daughter and the third was blank. Many years later I finally understood that the blank picture was about having faith in the unknown future, allowing the Good Lord to manifest through my life.
The next day on the plane to Los Angeles, the First person I told my experience to was a new band member that I had just met.
He calmly said, that happens to me all the time.
Since that night, I tried to dismiss and rationalize my vision of The Lord for many years, but in the end, I had to accept that this was the most real and valid experience that I have ever had.
Later on, Jesus appeared to me in a lucid dream waiting at the foot of a pathway. Smiling at me and saying telepathically, follow me, he turned and walked up the path.
Ten years later in 1994 after the Good Lord had guided me to a much happier life, I found myself deeply committed to a small Christian Church in my new home in Redding, CT.
Warrior and Monk
I have long had two very strong past life memories, that repeatedly recurred in my consciousness.
The first was of a lifetime spent on my knees in prayerful contemplation. A simple monk, dressed in a plain robe, living an entire lifetime in devotion to Christ consciousness.
Before that, was my existence as a fierce warrior, feared by my enemies, and well skilled in the ways of warfare and battle. I played this role for several lifetimes, always dying by the sword by which I lived.
At first glance, these lifetimes are polar opposites, but I now realize that my true desire was to fully integrate these two ways of life to become a spiritual warrior in this life. Not fighting physically, nor a recluse in a monk’s cell, but being strong, grounded and powerful, shining in the blissful light of God.
The first 25 years of my life I sought direct experience of God which I received in full measure.
The second 25 years I expressed and shared these transcendent experiences through my music.
Now I choose to BE.
a direct channel and instrument of Divine Bliss.
Now is the time for the Father and the Son to BE One.
In the Peace and Love of Christ,
Paul Avgerinos
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