It was a sunny day in late July 1985.
I had just got married. Given our great passion for the mountains, my sweet Maddalena and I had just reached the summit of a long snow-covered gully, from which we could observe, from above, the glacier of La Lex Blanche, at the bottom of val Veny, in Val d’Aosta, Italy.
I left Maddalena there, to admire that grandiose spectacle of crevasses and seracs. I continued alone, to reach, after a supposedly short route on rock, a bivouac that was nearby.
Convinced that it was, in fact, all rock, I didn’t bother to bring along neither crampons nor ice axe, to be lighter and faster.
But, just beyond a group of placid steinbocks, I encountered a steep snowfield, a spit of snow only a few feet wide. I passed it easily, given the good consistency of the snow, neither too soft nor too icy.
I walked for a little longer, without however arriving at the bivouac, and I returned so as not to make my newlywed bride wait too long.
And here came the “best” side of the story.
A few meters before crossing the snowfield again, I heard a voice in my head, clear and loud: “Stop!”
I stopped in alarm, looking around and seeing nothing but steinbocks in the distance.
The voice continued: “You are about to fall on the snowfield. When you fall, remember to do a double rotation on yourself, to your left, and cling to the boulder that you will find immediately below“.
My mind immediately forgot that feeling of alarm and that strange instruction I received; maybe it was just a hallucination due to the high altitude, I thought.
I approached the snowfield and began to cross it with the same confidence with which I had faced it before: I already knew the consistency of the snow and I knew that the crossing was safe enough.
But halfway through the snowfield, due to some incredible freak of nature, the snow first compacted by my steps had turned into ice. I slipped and began to descend the tongue of snow.
Anyone who has tried to slide down a steep slope in relatively compacted snow knows this well how difficult, if not impossible, it is to stop, especially without the use of an ice axe.
And I was unharmed.
But as soon as I slipped I remembered the advice received a few meters back, and I began to roll on myself, managing to move transversely enough to cling to an underlying boulder, right on the edge of the snowy section.
A completely unnatural movement.
I got up and sat down on the rock, a few meters away from the steinbocks that watched me lazily, like a somewhat annoying but not dangerous intruder.
I trembled like few other times I have trembled in my life. I had such a strong adrenaline rush that, even sitting down, I felt myself hopping on the boulder.
I stayed there for about ten minutes, I think, with a lot of thoughts chasing each other crazily in my head: I thought back to the steep snowfield that ended by grafting onto a vertical rocky wall; if I had continued my run I would have fallen for a hundred meters.
“Absurd to die right now, with my young wife waiting for me a few meters below!”
“But how did I save myself?!”
“All thanks to that incredible voice, which made me do that unnatural movement…”
Little by little, thoughts calmed down and I joined Maddalena, thinking that it was truly a miracle to see her again. I had in me a great sense of gratitude for that “voice” that had really saved my life.
A few meters before crossing the snowfield again, I heard a voice in my head, clear and loud: “Stop!”
I stopped in alarm, looking around and seeing nothing but steinbocks in the distance.
The voice continued: “You are about to fall on the snowfield. When you fall, remember to do a double rotation on yourself, to your left, and cling to the boulder that you will find immediately below“.
But that event was a great miracle mostly because it made me realize with extreme clarity that, beyond our physical dimension, there is “Someone” who helps us and who, specifically, had warned me of the imminent danger.
…A kind of magical intuition that had connected me to a grandiose world that certainly exists. That experience had clearly shown it to me, but that grandiose world is carefully hidden behind our earthly “reality”.
That event was for me a sort of “initiation” which then “forced” me to deal in an increasingly deeper way with the non-visible worlds in which we are constantly immersed.
A whole series of successive experiences in various “extra-sensitive” fields, including geobiology, dowsing, radionics, meditation and shamanism, have gradually trained me in the use of dormant abilities, which more or less we all potentially have, allowing me to begin to understand and use some otherworldly areas to which we are in fact always connected, even if we don’t know it.
And then a new “twist”.
At the end of 2006 I was introduced to a very special couple, wife and husband. She had the gift of automatic writing; he was a “masseur of the soul”, as he liked to call himself.
For a long time they had been confidential advisers to the Dalai Lama.
The weekly meetings that followed, an hour with her and an hour with him, opened for me other windows on that great supersensible world, as incredibly varied as it is normally unknown.
That event was for me a sort of “initiation” which then “forced” me to deal in an increasingly deeper way with the non-visible worlds in which we are constantly immersed.
On one hand, thanks to my questions and the consequent answers through automatic writing, I was able to learn many of the logics underlying living on Earth and the “destiny” I was going to meet, a destiny of “deepening of knowledge”. On the other hand, through his wise and energetic hands, a whole series of physical and psychic limitations have been dissolved and new “connection channels” have been opened with some super-sensitive areas.
An even greater vision of what we are and what we should be was revealed to me.
After two years of “education,” the beloved couple took their leave of me. And I haven’t seen or heard from them ever since. To her and to him go all my thanks and gratitude.
However, their teachings made me “independent” and I was able to start talking directly with the “Masters of Light” who have always been behind their extrasensory “communication”.
For many years I did not know who these Masters were: they always said that it was not the case that I knew, otherwise a “humanized” vision of Them would have been generated in my mind, which would have greatly limited the possibility of a meeting.
I didn’t know whether they were angels or archangels, if they were saints or something else…
From Their instructions, however, I know that there may be many “entities” who contact us, different in type and purpose and… not all exactly good ones!
Here a great deepening in needed in order to investigate what these entities with which we come into contact are and how they act. Depending on the “point of view” adopted, the result is very, very different.
We pass from “simple” thought-forms endowed with a partial intelligence (or at least such it seems to those who come into contact with them), to elemental beings, to a myriad of “extraterrestrial” beings, divided into many dimensions, even lower than ours, to disembodied soul entities of various levels, to a whole series of “psychic” entities that influence the functioning of the world of manifestation in which we find ourselves, ending with true and proper spiritual entities, which can also be divided into various levels, purposes and powers.
An extremely and incredibly diverse world.
At a certain degree of investigation, it even seems that all this variety of beings are nothing more than fleeting incursions of our “mind” into areas of enlarged consciousness. This is to say that we create mental projections that actually represent aspects of expanded consciousness, but in which it is our mental figuration that personifies those entities that we perceive, without them having a “real” effective existence.
However, one thing is certain: when we do embodied we have within us two well-differentiated personal identification structures that we can summarize briefly in the “body-personality” and in the “soul”, just to use terms known to all.
Well, the body-personality, if not sufficiently connected with the soul, has a much easier contact with entities present in the area of manifestation, so much so that any presence, even among those that seem the most spiritual and benevolent ones (such as angels, archangels… Uriel is very fashionable lately), are nothing more than projections of other entities of the event, very often some kind of extraterrestrial, just to give an idea. The he problem is that these entities, in general, do not have benevolent intentions towards us and the “beings” that they show us are nothing more than a “bait and switch” to capture our attention and not only that.
Instead, the true contact with spiritual entities, that are actually outside of manifestation and that are generally much more interested in our evolutionary growth, passes almost exclusively through our soul.
It follows that if our body-personality remains detached from our soul, as happens to many, it will continue to take “boos for fiascos”, and to be brutally deceived.
Therefore, the soul is our true “instrument of contact” with high-level entities, those who can actually help us grow and move away from the sometimes completely numbing hypnosis of incarnation.
Going back to my “Prompters”, what I know for sure is that they have literally changed my life in a direction that saying “for the better” is just a big understatement.
They have given me an expansion of consciousness, of what They call “true knowledge”, which I have described in more than fifteen books, which they initially told me to call all “Journey of Destiny“, with then a descriptive subtitle of the content.
Therefore, the soul is our true “instrument of contact” with high-level entities, those who can actually help us grow and move away from the sometimes completely numbing hypnosis of incarnation.
But above all they have brought me very close to a Unity that is behind our apparently separate “reality”, a Unity that can be gradually accessed by letting oneself be carried away by the magical flow of the “dynamics of Love”.
Anyone who doesn’t do it and stays still or, worse, gets absorbed by the reverse flow, the evil flow of separation, will not have access to that Unity, that unified consciousness that stands behind, even generating it, the apparent separation we experience as embodied beings.
The times we are living in are such that we urgently need an introduction into the correct flow.
Some say that we are fast reaching the moment when there will be some kind of separation, where our paths will part between those who can access a new “world” (which I simply call a new “state of consciousness”), probably more beautiful and evolved than the current one, and those who, however, will remain in the world of difficulty and suffering that we have experienced so far. Perhaps this is precisely the meaning of what is found in Luke 17:34-35: “one will be taken and the other will be left […]”.
If this is indeed the case, then now is the time to urgently get busy: the time is now!
The Masters of Light are at our complete disposal to make us grow quickly, to help us become aware of ever greater portions of that consciousness of which we are, for now, only a small portion.
The Masters help us, they want so much to help us, but first we have to “be in the correct state” and learn to “properly ask” for their help.
But, above all, let’s avoid listening to false masters: they do not want our evolution and try to bury as many beings as possible to contribute to the realization of the affirmation of Mt 22:14 “For many are called, but few are chosen ones!”
