The Whales and Dolphins of Atlantis

It was a big deal, the summer we got a swimming pool in our backyard. The big event happened when I was about ten years old. My brother, best friend, and I swam and splashed all hours of the day. Sometimes we even swam at night. Once dusk came bats would swoop down to take a sip of water. Usually this scared us out of the pool and into our houses.

The first time I sank to the bottom of the deep end I felt a change in my brain. It was as if the space around my head expanded, and I had access to parts of my body and consciousness I had never experienced before. While sitting underwater, I felt enveloped in calm and absolutely, 100% certain that I could breathe underwater. In this altered state of consciousness I could feel oxygen recirculating through my body, going wherever it was needed. Eventually my mind would kick in. “Go back up”, it would say. “What’s wrong with you? You could get hurt.”

Over and over again this happened. I would dive or jump to the bottom, the switch in my brain would happen, and I would have a remembrance of some other time or place where I was absolutely certain I could breathe underwater. It was like I connected to a long ago forgotten organ that gave me this capability.

There were two people my childhood heart trusted with secrets like this. My brother and my best friend. I told them both what happened to me while I sat at the bottom of the 8 foot pool. They both believed me. We played games all that summer – how long could I hold my breath down there? How long before the feeling went away and my mind kicked in, screaming, get back up for air, NOW!

Over the years I brought up my ability to “breathe underwater” less and less. I became interested in other things; there were boys and parties and friends and a future to think of. But every time I sat by myself on the bottom of the pool the feeling returned.

As an adult I didn’t give it much thought. I moved to a city. When I swam, it was in the shallow part of an ocean.

Recently a friend told me about the channeling of Rhonna Herman. I felt inspired to ask her for a message from Archangel Michael. The message I received from her was beautiful. You can imagine my surprise when I read the following line in her note, “Do you remember how you were able to merge your consciousness with the whales and dolphins and frolic joyously in the ocean waters? Yes, you could breathe beneath the water….

What memories will surface the more we become who we really are?