posted on Feb, 5 2012 @ 02:10 PM
So to start this I'll say I've followed all religions at differing times of my life. Buddism, Taoism, Hinduism(not as much certain books) Even at
read at least half of the Quran.
So I used to be real big into meditation, and a few times after clearing out my mind, I've had this wierd vision of people either dancing around, or
bowing to a great light. So, one day, I was out riding my bike, trying to clear my mind out. And I was trying to forgive people who had wronged
me(mostly an ex, or fights I'd been in), just releasing all these negative things when... I had another vision. I see this giant golden grid, and a
face comes out and kisses me on the forehead, then morphs back away. It was crazy, right in the middle of my bike ride.
So any way, a month later, I'm reading the Quran and I get to a part that says something about the faces of the righteous being kissed by God.(I am
far from righteous this was only important for my discovery.) At the bottom of the page it said something about your God being your higher self, which
would make sense, because it was my face, only older than I was at the time. And that's what I believed anyway.
O.k., so years go my as I bumble through life blind. One day my mother is laying on the couch, when she hears a stern voice say, "Get up now or you
will die!" She freaked out, and something told her to come to my house. She started preaching to me that Jesus is our God, and trinity this and
Jesus that... so I'm like whatever Mom we all create our own reality, we're gods too. So we talked and chilled out, having a strangely enlightening
conversation on both sides.
Any ways the same thought/voice urges her to go to a different doctor. Within a minuet of meeting the new doc. he feels her neck and tells her she
has a blood clot. So they get surgery set up for a month later. The day before the surgery, I was at my Ma's, and when I left, my nephew started
crying. I turned around to give him a hug, and he closed his eyes and kissed me on the fore head. It was like a flashback from the vision. So the
whole family comes down to the hospital during the surgery, which the doctor says it's the worst he's ever seen.(It went from her ear to her heart.)
So, all of the family at the table at least accepts Christ's deity, but me. Didn't think of that 'til later, anyways. So I try to clear out my
mind, and meditate/pray. I'm thinking, please God if you are there, I know my Ma has purpose left here, too many people depend on and appreciate
her... As soon as my mind clears out, I get pulled into the Brightness where the light beings dance/bow/worship, but all I see is the light. (I think
my family were the ones bowing.) Then it speaks to me, something that has never happened, it was very frightening. "Who are you praying to?... Who
is... father?... Who is the only... to bring life?..." and a whole hoard of other things, when the light pulled back into the grid. Then it turned
into a golden hand and reached down to pull my eyelids open. I opened my eyes to my brother's parallel hand slapping down one of those silly little
I had already read it earlier, and thought that it preached the same thing as I have my whole life... plus Jesus.
Then I had these whirls of revelation, like I'm so sorry father, You own. All the questions that the voice was asking just started to answer
themselves... It was intense... and humiliating to look at my ignorance.
So anyway, a few minuets later the nurse came in and said my ma was going to be o.k.
Just thought it was crazy that all of my religious experiences led to the one thing I couldn't accept. I'm like what... Jesus... God... slap self in
Hope you guys enjoyed my story... it is Sunday. This is another true story from A to the B. Peace and Love.
I know I have much to learn on these forums, so if I offend anyone with bad online manners, I apologize now, and probably will again when I realize an