11:11 Angels Message Board

I was walking alone (not in a good mood),being emotionaly charged.
I imagined my kundalini rising up, going beyond my body to the realm of my higher self,piercing him as well.
An hour later,(and as i was walking),i noticed a smell around me.It was the smell of roses.
I looked around to detect a garden or a house with a rose bush,but no.It was winter after all.
I double checked the road,the area,the houses,but there was no roses near me..

Then a white rose appeared in my mind's eye.For some minutes there was a download of infos and images,(plenty of white roses).
The frequency didn't took a human form in the visions i was receiving.It remained as something delicate and fragile.My earthy human mood to manipulate and ask for this and that,somehow was blocked.

That's a beautiful experience friend. I love the phantom flower phenomenon... And, I love just pleasant sells in general.

Thanks happyrain.
Every experience is another step towards 'understanding'.
I had unpleasant ones as well. But i learned from them also.

One-der-full Dron. = P
WonderFULL!!!!

WONDERFUL

Haha.
Yes. It was a cool one.

If i could use a word to describe the whole vibration,would be '' beauty'.

Is there anything more beautiful than a perfect rose?

What I sense when you both share your experiences is such a blessing. Please keep it up. you just never know what uplift you might give to a person who is struggling with the weight of life.
Thanks, guys.
xxSandy

@Sandy
Thanks for your kind words

dron,

Your experience brought an old song to mind: The White Rose of Athens by Nana Mouskouri..

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=__Y1y9DRLAo

With spring just around the corners, it won't be long until the white rose blooms again. I look forward to smelling that pleasant fragrance. It always elevates my frequency. Isn't it fascinating how Spirit can lift us in so many different ways?

I hope you enjoy the song!

Jon

Starwalker wrote: ↑Fri Mar 13, 2026 12:50 am dron,

Your experience brought an old song to mind: The White Rose of Athens by Nana Mouskouri..

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=__Y1y9DRLAo

With spring just around the corners, it won't be long until the white rose blooms again. I look forward to smelling that pleasant fragrance. It always elevates my frequency. Isn't it fascinating how Spirit can lift us in so many different ways?

I hope you enjoy the song!

Jon

Hallo.
Thanks for the input.
I know Nana Mouskouri.This is a nice song.

Hello, you three...
It is always good to read the back and forth between you, spiritual brothers. It lifts me to think of each of you in your own little corner of the world, finding your way, each spirit-led step unique unto yourself yet united. What underpins us all is so powerful and uplifting.
When I read your initial post, Dron, I thought, how wonderful...and a part of me sighed thinking that experience is so far away from me these days with the stresses and up and downs taking care of my dear ailing Mom.(not that any of that is her fult of course just me and my inability to "juggle"adiquately". lol if that makes any sense.)

But I hope you don't mind if I share an uplifting experience I had this week. It was late and dark a few days ago when I took our little dog, Sophie, out for her last chance to "do her business." The beautiful sky pulled me in, and I observed how the tree's shadows interplayed with the man-made light from the houses. I began to listen to the sounds of the frogs, who were in for a surprise in the days to come, as the freezing temperatures returned. But then I heard the sound of beautiful notes, just one, and then another, creating harmony coming from the natural spring in the forest below. It was enchanting and not human. When I walked away from it to the side of the house, I heard it again, this time coming from the pond in the hollow on the other side of the house. I stopped and listened and felt the touch of spirit, like a precious gift and one much needed. I don't necessarily need to put a name to it, but I have been reading and contemplating earth spirits and think perhaps I was gifted in those moments to hear the singing of the Undines.
I guess my point, for anyone reading quietly, is that you do not have to be, "shall we say, strong of spirit" to be given a bit of celestial joy.
Just take a moment to observe the glorious life around you and appreciate it, eh? There is so much more to the workings of life here than is given credit in our scientific journals. And you never know, when out of the blue, you are given a wonderful surprise. Something I had forgotten, as I move around with my head down in sad thoughts.
xxSandy

Sandy! That is beautiful. And I believe you are more than adequate when it comes to caring for your Mother, who cared for you all those years ago ~ ~ ~

Clearly, God believes it so!

Thank you, Eric. I try, but it wears on me after a time. Seeing Mom slowly diminish, losing people and names one by one. My job is to keep her safe, and I used to say happy, but that is not something one person can do for another. We have to find our own happiness, which comes from inside. Still, Mom and I have good days, and I pray God gives me the strength to help her as the world dims around her. How I wish she could come back to us. I would give what is left of my own sanity if that could be.
"God is our strength in times of trouble" (ran through my head just now), being a long-time do-it-yourselfer, I forget that more often than I care to admit.
(really, "God is our strength. period. LOL) Just harder to remember that when I am having a "pity-party" )

xxSandy

@Sandy
Sounds like a beautiful experience of divinity.
You rock.

I think this paragraph from Josephine can be related as well.

The article was about the 'emotional reactions to inner contact'

'''This is the process whereby, for example, the magician or non magician (happens to both) is walking among trees and has a sudden unexpected awareness of the living conscious creation all around them– some will interpret this as a ‘god moment’, some as a ‘nature moment’, it doesn’t matter how the brain processes it…. they have a moment of fleeting deep and life changing connection, an experience which changes their life forever… it is something that can be experienced through music, through nature, through walking into a sacred space, whatever…. it can be simply just walking down the road and boom…. it happens.'''

'''This is the process whereby, for example, the magician or non magician (happens to both) is walking among trees and has a sudden unexpected awareness of the living conscious creation all around them– some will interpret this as a ‘god moment’, some as a ‘nature moment’, it doesn’t matter how the brain processes it…. they have a moment of fleeting deep and life changing connection, an experience which changes their life forever… it is something that can be experienced through music, through nature, through walking into a sacred space, whatever…. it can be simply just walking down the road and boom…. it happens.'''

Thank you for that, Dron. Walking and talking with God in his/her beautiful creation. Does it get any better than that...feeling one with all and everything around us? It's there every day for a "refresher" in some form or fashion. Don't you just love the joy and wonder of it all?
xxSandy

Hallo sister S
Yes.It can be fantastic.
In my case,life's weights are far more prominent and intense than the few genuine experiences i had.
Ok,i appreciate every single one of them,but i can't pretend that i'm grateful.

And a hello to you too brother D. (Love that...)

In my case,life's weights are far more prominent and intense than the few genuine experiences i had.
Ok,i appreciate every single one of them,but i can't pretend that i'm grateful.

I hear you... There's no point pretending everything is "GREAT" anyway Can't fool our celestial friends. They know better.
I think we do what we do. Sometimes we do better, sometimes we do worse. I've always been pretty hard on myself. I tend to remember when I fail and flop more than when I am successful... still a work in progress...
I know in the end we will be throwing thunderbolts...okay, dodging them... but with a big ole cheeky smile on our face.
xxSandy