Okay, I will bite.
This is going to be rather long, so I hope you bear with me.
My parents and my brothers have told me many times throughout my life that when I was seven years old, I should have been dead. I was, apparently,
running across the street to go to a park, when a car, cruising at a very fast speed down the street, was bearing down on me.
My parents fully expected to have to pick up my lifeless body, however, an instant before the car would have hit me, something, a force of some kind,
literally picked me up and threw me backwards out of the cars away. I landed on my butt, scared, but safe.
While my parents have told me about this story many times throughout my life, and we are glad that I was able to somehow miraculously survived a
potentially horrific accident, I, personally, have no memory of this. The explanation why is simple.
I remember absolutely nothing before this event in my life occurred. It is a complete blank. My first memory is of me, at seven years old, standing
in front of a mirror stating my name over and over and saying, "I am Ira."
I do not know when the car event happened compared to the mirror event; however, given the fact that it is in the same year of age, it is possible
that it could have been during the same time period.
Another strange circumstance to go with this story is that before the time period of my mirror event happened, I had blonde hair and blue eyes. There
are many pictures showing this fact. However, after these events occurred, my hair inexplicably changed to brown, as did my eyes. Now, while many
people experience color changes in their hair throughout their life, it is, I think, an exceedingly rare occurrence for eye color to change at that
late stage in life. Especially in such a dramatic way and in such a short period of time.
In thinking about these events throughout my life, as well as after having had other experiences, I have come up with a couple of different
possibilities to explain these events.
One possibility, and one that I am strongly attuned to, is that I am what is known as a "walk in".
If, for some reason, the soul that was originally occupying this body that I am currently in gave up on life, or moved onto a new one, and the soul
that I currently am entered into this body and took it over, it would explain a great deal. While I am not 100% positive on the fact, it does pose a
few intriguing questions to myself.
Now, saying all of this, and getting onto topic of this thread, I have, as well, experienced a great many "Timeslips" in my life. The most obvious,
and currently occurring, is the Billy Graham event.
As I have explained in a couple of threads before, including that thread that is in existence right now on the top threads area, I, myself, as well as
my mother and my wife, distinctly remember Billy Graham dying some years ago.
My mother is a very religious person, as was my father. They were very big followers of Billy Graham. We all remember that he died, of heart
failure, some years ago. We even remember watching his funeral on television as an ABC special, with the president of that time, which was Bill
Clinton, taking part in the event.
This event sticks out in my mind quite strongly, because I remember my mother crying her eyes out over his death, and saying that a great man was lost
to the world.
There have been other Timeslips that it happened to me, as well, which I will not get into here. Suffice it to say, it has happened.
I do hope that this thread does not devolve into haters and debunkers coming in and throwing stupid comments in, which is an obvious distraction
technique to divide people away from this extremely interesting, and potentially earth shattering, information.
I do have some ideas as to what may be causing it, which I will get into if requested.
Thanks for the post.
edit on 12-5-2011 by Jomina because: (no reason given)