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visit to Cross and Axbridge Somerset

Hello everyone.


This happened a few night ago while astral travelling in my sleep.

What I could see was a black motortrike and my darling Gary with our son (living child) by his side waiting for me to get on this huge trike.

I think he left it as a surprise trip I knew nothing about it.

So what I can see is myself viewing this astral visit through my eyes like a movie(film). Kinda weird but simple to explain.

Gary turns on the engine and it roared into life.

Love bikes so much.

No bike gear to wear just the clothes on us 3s back we cruised to what was a beautiful trip, suns shines brighter seems to float by like a watercolour of nature.

We seem to be going down south as we travelled astrally along what was one of the main motorway roads called the M5.

Gary pulled up on a layby because he needed a pee and I asked where are you taking me.

With that smile and tapping his nose as if to say mind your nose it's a surprise.

I huffed and waited while he went into the grassy verge and had a pee.

Getting back onto the trike engine started we rode continuously allow the road until Gary took a wrong turn and we ended up on the A38, now I'm confused what we were doing and where we were going.

By now I needed a pee myself and so did our son.

Eventually we stopped in a village called CROSS I have honestly never been here in my life on the earth plane but here we are on a little village trying to find a place to go for a pee.

Gary suggested I go for a pee behind a tree near the church.

Looking around the village is small oldie worlde cottages thatched roofs. A pub well it looked like a pub.

So I did as I was told and had a pee behind the tree.

Feeling relieved but rather disgusted, well in desperate needs you take desperate measures lol ..

Gary asked "feeling better" with a smile I grabbed his face and kissed his lips. He looked at me in a yuk looking face, " gerroff" you have just been for a piss you dirty cow.

Getting back on the trike, our son waiting to get going as he was indeed getting bored now.

I honestly didn't think our son would come out with us but he did.

Engine started we continued our journey and found a little town called Axbridge I could see a supermarket/convenience shop wow it's a COOP honestly didn't think they had shops on this side but they do.

Stopping for a breather and something to eat and drink.

Gary asked for directions to Cornwall. The man and woman he was asking said" you have taken a wrong turn."

By now I am not happy I want to go home.

Yes I am spoiling the moment and the surprise Gary had planned for us.

It's the first time I have felt like this in an astral travel trip.

I remember this so vividly it was weird I remember the sign of the village and town and the round about turning.

The church stood out like a sore thumb it was so beautiful and surreal.

I must of got home as I awoke from this vivid travel.

Curious I decided to see if these places were real or on the other side.

To my amazement I looked on the road map of the UK and found Cross and Axbridge.

Yes it was down south and in the county of Somerset. 

I even looked to see if there was a church and the coop supermarket and to my mind boggling self there is here.

So please tell me I am mad? Is everything is real.

I asked Gary on my digital voice recorder about the trip he said yes I took you there and yes it was real.




Just to prove it I have taken a photo of where these places are. I have never been there in my physical life.


Feel free judge me but this journey was fantastic wow.



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