Exploring the Phenomenon of Bilocation: How to Navigate The Experience of A Triple Split

graphic designed by Donna Frascda

It’s one thing to have happened to be in two places at the same time, but the next hurdle to jump over is to figure out how to do it on demand, and now I have some concrete ideas on how.

Another experience I had also involved my daughter while she was still in college and three and a half hours away from me. I got a text message from her one day saying that she was really sick and there was nobody there to help her. She did have a roommate, but they were not on speaking terms, and even if they were, her roommate was not in the apartment at the time. She told me that she had a severe headache, was vomiting, and could hardly stay awake. Can you imagine my emotions at this point?

As a mom, I began to freak out. I wanted to jump in the car and drive over there, but I was feeling kind of panicky and probably would have gotten into a wreck. I texted her, asking her what she wanted me to do. I asked her if there was anybody that she could call to come over. She said either everybody was away for the weekend or at work; she was alone. At this point, I was in panic mode and did not know what to do. I waited for what seemed like hours for her text message back, and she finally replied with, “I’m just so sick; I don’t know what to do.”

A feeling came over me as if I needed to be in her room with her instantly. With that feeling in mind, I went into my bedroom, sat on the bed, and closed my eyes. I envisioned myself in her room, and instantly it happened again. I found myself standing with my back flat against the door in her apartment. I thought it was super cool that here I was again in a similar scenario as when she asked me to remove the ghost from her dorm, arriving just inside her door. The common denominator was my urgency to help my daughter; the doorway was a portal for me to get to her.

I looked around the room and saw her lying in bed. She looked so pathetically sick. As a mom, I needed to go over to her and make her better somehow, but how would I do that? What’s weird about these experiences that I’ve been having is that something inside me seems to take over and knows what to do.

What happened next is extremely hard to explain. I needed to walk over to my daughter and feel her forehead to see if she had a fever because, on the phone, she told me that she was burning up. I knew from my previous experience that for some reason, I needed to stay up against the door because, apparently, that was a portal to get back to my physical body. So, how am I going to walk over to my daughter, who was lying in her bed, and keep my back up against the door at the same time? As that thought was in my mind, something amazing happened.

The Triple Split

I saw a white image that looked very much like a cross between a cloud and an angel coming out of my chest. I stood up against the door and looked at that white mass. Although it looked like something you’d see in a horror movie, it wasn’t scary at all; as a matter of fact, it had a fantastic angelic feeling. I stood by the door and watched this white cloud, for lack of a better description, hover over my daughter. Now the thing is, that white cloud was also me, so I had two views of my daughter, one from my position by the door and another as seen through this white cloud.

Just so I haven’t lost you in the story, keep in mind that my physical body is still at home in Charlotte, North Carolina. Part of me split into her apartment and was still standing up against the door, and another part of me split yet again and was hovering over her sick body. OK, let’s continue.

As my “cloud” self hovered over her body, I saw my light hand reach for her face and swipe her hair across her sweaty face. I remember feeling her forehead, and it was hot as hell; my daughter had a very high fever. I scanned her body and was able to see the infection inside of her. I saw large pockets of what looked like white pus. I just knew it was an infection and had to get it out. I then saw my hands reach over the top of her body, scoop up these white pockets of pus, and throw them out to the side of her bed onto the floor. It was all a virtual move, of course, but in my mind, I knew that I was clearing the infection from her body. I continue to reach for these infectious parts, scoop them up, and then throw them aside onto the floor.

If there is a will, there is definitely a way

Lastly, I remember getting completely parallel with her and hovering over her body inches away from touching her. I sent in all the healing that I could, called in all the Angels, and all the healing power of the Universe to come in and heal her. As I did this, I noted colors I saw around her: soft white, soft pinks, and soft yellows. It was the most beautiful pastel color palette I’ve ever seen.

Before I knew it, my cloud self flew back into my body that was up against the door, and then that body came back into my physical body, which was at home.

I was speechless after that experience. It was so vivid and so real, but deep down, I knew if I told anybody this story, nobody would believe me. I can write it in my book because this is the story of my life, but to this day, I still do not know anybody who has done this or even come close to it — except Ingo Swann.

The next day when I knew my daughter was awake in the morning, I texted her frantically, asking how she felt. During the night, I was so worried that she would slip into a coma because of her high fever or that she was being sick all night, and I wasn’t there to help her. Well, apparently, I was there to help her because her text message to me the very next morning said, “Mom, I feel good, and my headache is gone. I don’t feel hot anymore. I will stay in for the rest of the weekend and rest. My friends are here to give me Gatorade and food.”

I was so happy that she felt well again and even more delighted that her friends came to her rescue. I immediately asked for her friends’ email addresses so I could give them a big fat PayPal gift for the food and drink that they were buying for her. I was so thankful that they were there to help her.

That was the last bilocation experience I have had to date, but I hope it will not be my last. I do know that this gift gets activated when there is an extreme urgency to be somewhere, and you physically cannot. If you experience anything similar to this, please note how you get there and how you get back. Every detail is important.