A Journey Into the City of Light, An Experience Beyond the Flight
Introduction
Sometimes, extraordinary experiences happen in the most ordinary places. Mine began not in a temple or meditation hall, but on a flight from Amsterdam to Porto. What started as turbulence in the skies became a journey within a journey that led me to the Light, to beings beyond, and to a deeper understanding of my own mission on Earth.
The Turbulence and the Vision
As the plane shook in heavy turbulence, I closed my eyes, hoping to rest. Instead, visions began to appear. At first, they were unsettling a flight attendant, lifeless, and then a face like a guardian, calm and neutral.
To steady myself, I began humming three words that hold deep meaning for me: Serenity, Courage, Destiny. With each hum, the world around me shifted. Suddenly, I was no longer in the airplane but inside a vast cave, standing at a fork in the path.
The Choice of Paths
One path led upward, the other downward into a bright tunnel of white light. I chose to explore, to go toward the unknown. What I found was unlike anything I could imagine: a city of light, glowing in the darkness of the cave, filled with beings made entirely of radiant energy.
Meeting the Beings of Light
Though no words were spoken, we understood each other perfectly, thought became language, and humming became frequency. They told me this place was Mentros, the City of Light. They explained that food, as we know it, was not needed. Energy and light itself were nourishment.
When I introduced myself as Altauri, serving the light on Earth, they reminded me that every soul is already light. We are not separate from it; we only need to remember.
The Light Language
I asked to learn their language, and they explained that I already knew it, that thoughts carried by sound and frequency are the language of light. It is not taught, it is remembered, for every soul carries it within.
Returning to the Body
At the end of my visit, one of the light beings embraced me in a radiant hug, a merging of light and presence. He told me: “You can always return here. Just think of it, and the path opens.”
With gratitude, I sealed the connection and returned to my body on the plane. The turbulence was still there, but inside, I was calmer, carrying the memory of Mentros and the message of light.
Closing Reflection
This experience reminded me of an important truth: we are never far from the light. Even in moments of fear, even in turbulence within and around us, there are paths that lead us back to who we really are.
If your soul has ever felt lost, know this: the light is always present, waiting for you to remember it.