By Rob, Thursday, February 26, 2009 12:54:56 AM
Hi Sylvia you're the greatest and I want to say thank you. Anyway, I had this most incredible astral visit back when John Denver died, at the time of his death I was about 34 years old. I hadn't thought of him for years when one night in my sleep we both appeared in this pure white glowing room (very white and bright but it didn't hurt my eyes). John Denver was sitting in a chair playing a sad song on his guitar while I sat on the floor cross legged, listening and crying. It wasn't a very long dream, but I woke up thinking that was realy weird. I started the coffee turned the TV on, and the first thing I see on the news was that John Denver had died in a plane crash just hours before my dream. To this day I wonder what it was all about, and I have been to that same white room one other time before. Can anyone tell me the meaning of this astral visit, and why me of all people, was there with him? Also, this absolutely beautiful white room, where was I and why?.... God Bless you Sylvia, Rob from Minnesota.

By Anida, Wednesday, February 11, 2009 12:36:35 PM
I had aweird dream the other night. I went to see a psychic in the evening to ask for some advise. The psychic tells me that since my medications are becoming lower dosages I am starting to be able to feel others feelings. I did not tell her I was on meds. All I told her is that I need help. Thats when she told me whats been happening to me and explaining to me why. I just want to know is what does this mean? Am I frealy an empath?

By Gabriela, Wednesday, January 14, 2009 10:32:53 AM
Dear Sylvia, Thank you for the opportunity to write to you in this blog. Although, I Think You spoke to me once in a dream, I don't remember what you said, but I know it was you, like you say... your spirit knows. It's how I know that the many visits with diseased loved ones are so real. since I was in my early teen years I started astral traveling, so I've known this for many years now, I am 34 yrs. old. In many of my "dreams" I go to many places, from city like places to outer space, I do feel how I actually exit, this planet, and enter space sometimes. I always love to fly over water, and just wet me feet from the surface of the water and continue flying. I have too many experiences to write about ... I have read many of your books, and I totally get it, the information that you share makes total sense to me, it is reassuring to hear it. I wish you could tell me what my purpose is. I know that spiritually, during my sleep, I help other people or souls heal and in one occasion helping a soul pass to the other side. I always know that I am an instrument for God. Can you please answer who I am? Thank You so very much, Gabriela from Laredo, Texas.

By Keoughla, Wednesday, October 29, 2008 01:16:55 PM
Sylvia...I know that I have been visited by brother who went Home on May 5, 1975(which was a week and a half after my 3rd b-day). He usually shows up when I need comforting like when my dad passed away in1994 and when my mom was going thru some tests on her heart this year. I was wondering if he has incarnated again or has he decided to stay on the Other Side. Please email me at keoughlaj@yahoo.com. I would like to hear from you or Christopher. Thank you and God bless-Keoughla

By Sheryl, Monday, October 27, 2008 04:44:55 AM
Hi Sylvia- I have had 4 major relationships in my life with men I have honestly loved & lost. ot by death, but by the relationship endin, Each one lasted between 7 1/2 to 8 yrs. I a not attached to anyone right now & am trying to become a self-sufficient woman . However, I constantly have dreams of these men!!! In these dreams I cannot see their faces, but I feel them & most times I am not able to be with them, but want to, and sometimes I do find myself with them & its a great dream. My problem is that if I want to move on in life it seems impossible to do because of these dreams. I wish you could help me understand why this happens & how to put a stop to it. Love you & God Bless. Sheryl Z- Sedona, AZ 10-26-08

By Tara, Sunday, October 26, 2008 02:07:16 AM
Hello Sylvia! My brother a passenger in a car that struck a train. I eventually recieved a phone call about 4 hours later from the hospital (each dept at the hospital thought the other had called) anyway there were 4 teenage boys in the car. They wer are fine and in iontensive care at 2 in the morning. When I finally went to bed I prayed that they all would be ok. While I was praying I left my body floated above myself and to the hospital where I floated above a women with dark hair that flipped up at the ends. I told the women I was her sons guardian angel and that he had done what he was put on this earth to do and now he was with God. I also told her not to be sad because her son was happier than he had ever been. I was still awake after. In the morning I had told my then husband (a dark entity and now my ex) the story. We later in the morning received a phone call that one of the biys died. The boy was the front passenger and had yelled train which allowed my brother to brace himself. The boy that passed lived on Tarr St. (my name is pronounced like the tar in the road) I have never experienced anything like that before or after any explaination? Thanks for all you do!

By Rosanna, Friday, October 24, 2008 04:14:48 PM
Hello Sylvia, I believe I possess a strong psychic connection to the world and the other side. The strongest experience of astral travel was when my mother passed away. We were very close and the doctor told me after she past away that I was the only thing keeping her alive. She had lymphoma and it had ravaged her. She was very fearful of death, I never understood why, but I promised I would be with her to the end. I thought I meant the end of her time here on earth, but the Lord let me go with her to the "gates" of the other side. I watched as she seemed to float in a laying position as she had been in her hospital bed. She and I proceeded to move through the hospital wall as I held her hand, and I kept repeating she was going to be fine. I knew that her family would be waiting and she would be so happy once we were there. We both floated through the wall, then for a few moments, the place we went to was very, very dark, as the night when there is no moon. I remember seeing twinkling stars or stars that passed very quickly. It was beautiful but I know she was still scared I could feel her fear through my hand. It seemed as if we floated in this place for a long time but ahead of us a bright light waited. It was small at first but kept growing in size. It was a beautiful sight. It reminded me of a silvery-white background with crystals making colors of the rainbow everywhere and the edges of the light seemed to be a golden yellow color. Mom was so fearful. Probably because of the medicine she had been taking and what she had been through. Maybe she had not been able to become as close to God as I feel I have. Whatever the reason she held my hand firmly. Just when I began to wonder how long this passage was going to take we were there. Her mother and father were waiting, my father and my step-father, her brother and nephew were there also. I saw more beings but did not recognize them. When she saw them, she was standing, she looked at me and told me a loving thank you with her thoughts. She walked forward to them. Everyone was so happy, it was so much more than that simple word, I have no way to describe the happiness that was felt. They all passed through the gates and it felt like a party was going to ensue. She didn't look back again and I knew she was going to be alright. The persons there wouldn't let me go through the gate, I wanted to go along so very much, but they kept telling me it wasn't my time. I was disappointed I wanted to be part of the wonderful feelings that were there. I felt so drawn to the emotions and that place; a mix of peace, joy, and happiness, but really so much more. The next thing I remember was a nurse asking me if I was ok, I must have been in a trance like state. I told her I was fine, just thinking about the past. It was the most difficult and the most wonderful day in my life. No copies or reproduction of this story is allowed. This story is for the sole use and purpose of its author Rosanna M. Schoellmann.

By Robyn, Friday, October 24, 2008 12:18:34 PM
I have very unusal and sometime frightening dreams. They seem very lucid and sometimes it really scares me. It is usually the same dream everytime. I dream that I am sleeping in my bed, but I can hear everything around me. Usually it's very weird loud and strong noises and I can feel a man's presence. I feel him coming towards me and I can hear his heavy footsteps. I am scared but I can't move, almost paralysized but I am still sleeping. He crawls on top of me and starts to molest me, I don't struggle and let him have his way with me. Sometimes I am able to wake myself up, I know I am dreaming and if I shake my head really hard I can wake myself up. I am just wndering if anyone else experieces these kind of dreams? or has anyone heard of Astral sex? or Astral rape??

By Kassene, Friday, October 24, 2008 11:01:17 AM
Dear Sylvia, I never done anything like this before, so it goes. I think I had an out of body experience once, I don't remember the year, but it was after I saw Shirly Mclains movie "out on a Limb", I tryed meditating and I remember coming up out of my body and going up and up. I remember turning around and looking back at the Earth, and then thinking that I would like to go and see what Venus was like. The next I knew I was going inside this domed city and someone meeting me and showing me around. He told me that the only way to get there was through astral travel. I'm not sure how long I was there, but after awile he said I had to go back. Before I knew it I going back into my body with a hard thud that woke me up. Was it real or a dream? Kassene

By Lola, Friday, October 24, 2008 08:50:39 AM
Many years ago my husband and I were seeing a psychic named Jason. He has died and we miss him. One morning I called him to tell him this story. --- My husband was working nights and I fell asleep on the couch in the livingroom. While sleeping I felt that I was floating around the room playing with faries. Well, they were small with wings and we were playing. They were very nice and sweet and I hated to have to go back into my body but I did. Then I heard a woman's voice say "Lola, it's time to get up." And it was the exact time I would usually get up to go to work. --- Jason told me that I was one of the lucky ones, getting to play with the angles. Well, I liked it so much that the next night I deliberately slept on the couch. This time it wasn't nice. The only thing I remember from this trip is coming back to my body and something very evil following me. I turned and put up my hand in a stop type sign and said "No! Go away!" and it was as if a door closed and shut the thing away from me. I returned to my body but I was scared. I called Jason and all he said was "do you have any idea how powerful you are to be able to do that?" That was all he would say. The problem is that that situation scared me so much that I can no longer project. I would like to. Can someone help me?