PART IV My Journey with the Council of 12 Lessons in Meditation I have been so fortunate to learn from deeper aspects of Self, aka the Council of 12. There have been countless meditations where I have received information a) about the world and where we are headed and b) Self direction and processes through understanding who I AM–who we all are. There are a few that stand out that I will share so if you have meditations that you dismiss as an active imagination, you may start to revisit them through a different lens. Again, I want to preface the following with the fact I am not sharing this to set myself apart from others. Nor am I attempting to appear special. These types of experiences do happen in so many others and perhaps they have happened to you! It is my intent to showcase the types of information that can be garnered so you might have a frame of reference of what you have received in the past–or the future. #1 THE MOUNTAIN After my usual process of entering into meditation I found myself standing at the base of a mountain with Buddy, one of my guides who I have come to realize was a personification of the higher frequency, namely the C12. Buddy expresses as a Tibetan Buddhist Monk. As I stood at the mountain base with Buddy, the conversation flowed. It was entirely a telepathic conversation which was the usual form of communication. Buddy motioned to the rock face beside us and suggested I look up. I complied and saw what seemed to be the highest, sheerest mountain I had ever seen. When I looked back to him, he smiled and said, “I will meet you at the top of the mountain”. I watched him walking away from me until he disappeared around the base of the mountain. Perplexed, I looked up at the rock face once more and thought with much resignation, “Okay, I guess I am climbing a mountain today.” I began the climb. It was arduous to say the least. I barely found places to leverage myself upward and after what seemed an eternity, I hauled myself over the top. I laid on the ground completely spent for a moment, silently taking physical inventory of all my scrapes, cuts and wounds. Then I heard Buddy. Laughing. This was not a pleasing thing in the moment.