davit
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I already posted this on several different subreddits, and I got the suggestion that it would be helpful to share this information here on this forum.
This is basically, my story:
I(M23) was spiritual from childhood. Ever since I remember myself, I also remember that I was meditating with my father. My curiosity was at its peak at that time, so getting as much information as I possibly could was my ultimate childish objective.
Shutting down my eyes was a game for me which I could play with my father, alone and whenever it was a rainy day and I couldn’t go outside with friends. And I was playing it, playing it a lot. The energetic field a fancy word that I didn’t know back in the day was my favorite one. I could see it, I could change its colors I could expand it to the room, to the city, to the world, to the universe.
As I was growing, I was there with so many people who were going through their spiritual awakening and I have seen how exciting and overwhelming it was for them. Once normal way of living the life for me, was completely different to the outer world. It crashed me. I knew about Jesus. Father loved Jesus. I live in an orthodox Christian country, so it won't be a surprise if I tell you that I have also read the bible but I never spoke to him. Something forced me to start asking questions.
My curiosity came back and my meditations have changed. In the past, when I was meditating I could see all bits of myself and could manifest even the silliest things you could ever imagine but there was only me. I couldn’t feel anyone’s presence. It changed completely.
His presence was so big that, even though my questions weren’t getting answered at first, I could still feel His boundless love and warmth in my energetic field (fancy word once more!). Since then, I see Jesus as a friend, he sees us in that way too.
My questions started to get answered and oh man, I had tons of them. Imagine that one friend of yours who doesn’t like to stop asking questions and sometimes you feel exhausted. That was ME!
MAIN STORY
The main reason I decided to share this story with people is actually a combination of two things. One has to do with me and the other has to do with anxiety, fear of death, heaven and hell. The things that run in the society all over the world and frighten people.
Death of someone we know causes pain and suffering in us. We all know that. We also know that we have no idea what will be next or if there is any next at all when our time comes. Knowing of not knowing adds an extra bit of suffering. All things combined and we end up with this big bubble of suffering.
That's what I asked him and it was the answer that electrified every cell of my skin that I couldn't hold my eyes shut anymore. They opened.
He told me, there is no such thing as death. We created death in our minds. Everything that exists here on earth is either our imagination or our condition. If we cannot love enough that doesn’t mean there is no more love out there. It only means that we have to learn how to access it. Each person is eternal and creates his or her fate only by themselves.
If we don't know how to love enough or how to be compassionate, the only way to learn is to be exposed to the harsh enviroment, just like our blue planet. Jesus himself exposed his already divine being to the earth. He learned even more. We will learn even more.
The earth isn’t the only place we come to learn. It is one of them. Some of them are harsher, some of them are softer, some places look like a haven, and some places don’t look (I hope they won’t see this) so impressive, but each one has its own characteristics that help us to improve and learn certain aspects of our being.
You know what electrified my skin the most? It wasn't this marvellous knowledge that I was lucky enough to get, but the idea which was born in a split second. When I opened my eyes, I knew that I had lived and been in many different places before. I couldn’t recall any memory, but it was there. It felt like I had a locked box inside me that I was unable to open. All I had was knowing the existence of this box.
Since then, my only desire was to open this box. I was always a curious person, but there was no curiosity behind my wish at the time. The only wish I had was to open the locked box and document all the places I had ever been in our earthly book.
Hesitation was my main condition for the next couple of months. I don't know if that word even exists, but I was a hesitator. I never asked him anything other than questions, so even though my questions were a little boring, I knew that opening this box was much bigger to ask for.
Until one day, I was doing my morning meditation routine lying on my bed. Usually my mind is silent when meditating, especially in the morning. This time a whole sentence came - "This box shouldn’t be here in the first place if it had no purpose" - That's when I heard his laugh. When My eyes opened all I know was that every year after I turned 24, I would receive memories from each of my past live. my box is halfway open now.
The reason I’m sharing the last part of my story is that I want to get the guidance from people. My mother tongue has only 4 million speakers and my English writing isn’t so good, as you can already see. I want to make this information available to as many people as possible, so that’s the dilemma I’m dealing with and I have only a couple of months to decide. Any advice or help will be appreciated.
This is basically, my story:
I(M23) was spiritual from childhood. Ever since I remember myself, I also remember that I was meditating with my father. My curiosity was at its peak at that time, so getting as much information as I possibly could was my ultimate childish objective.
Shutting down my eyes was a game for me which I could play with my father, alone and whenever it was a rainy day and I couldn’t go outside with friends. And I was playing it, playing it a lot. The energetic field a fancy word that I didn’t know back in the day was my favorite one. I could see it, I could change its colors I could expand it to the room, to the city, to the world, to the universe.
As I was growing, I was there with so many people who were going through their spiritual awakening and I have seen how exciting and overwhelming it was for them. Once normal way of living the life for me, was completely different to the outer world. It crashed me. I knew about Jesus. Father loved Jesus. I live in an orthodox Christian country, so it won't be a surprise if I tell you that I have also read the bible but I never spoke to him. Something forced me to start asking questions.
My curiosity came back and my meditations have changed. In the past, when I was meditating I could see all bits of myself and could manifest even the silliest things you could ever imagine but there was only me. I couldn’t feel anyone’s presence. It changed completely.
His presence was so big that, even though my questions weren’t getting answered at first, I could still feel His boundless love and warmth in my energetic field (fancy word once more!). Since then, I see Jesus as a friend, he sees us in that way too.
My questions started to get answered and oh man, I had tons of them. Imagine that one friend of yours who doesn’t like to stop asking questions and sometimes you feel exhausted. That was ME!
MAIN STORY
The main reason I decided to share this story with people is actually a combination of two things. One has to do with me and the other has to do with anxiety, fear of death, heaven and hell. The things that run in the society all over the world and frighten people.
Death of someone we know causes pain and suffering in us. We all know that. We also know that we have no idea what will be next or if there is any next at all when our time comes. Knowing of not knowing adds an extra bit of suffering. All things combined and we end up with this big bubble of suffering.
That's what I asked him and it was the answer that electrified every cell of my skin that I couldn't hold my eyes shut anymore. They opened.
He told me, there is no such thing as death. We created death in our minds. Everything that exists here on earth is either our imagination or our condition. If we cannot love enough that doesn’t mean there is no more love out there. It only means that we have to learn how to access it. Each person is eternal and creates his or her fate only by themselves.
If we don't know how to love enough or how to be compassionate, the only way to learn is to be exposed to the harsh enviroment, just like our blue planet. Jesus himself exposed his already divine being to the earth. He learned even more. We will learn even more.
The earth isn’t the only place we come to learn. It is one of them. Some of them are harsher, some of them are softer, some places look like a haven, and some places don’t look (I hope they won’t see this) so impressive, but each one has its own characteristics that help us to improve and learn certain aspects of our being.
You know what electrified my skin the most? It wasn't this marvellous knowledge that I was lucky enough to get, but the idea which was born in a split second. When I opened my eyes, I knew that I had lived and been in many different places before. I couldn’t recall any memory, but it was there. It felt like I had a locked box inside me that I was unable to open. All I had was knowing the existence of this box.
Since then, my only desire was to open this box. I was always a curious person, but there was no curiosity behind my wish at the time. The only wish I had was to open the locked box and document all the places I had ever been in our earthly book.
Hesitation was my main condition for the next couple of months. I don't know if that word even exists, but I was a hesitator. I never asked him anything other than questions, so even though my questions were a little boring, I knew that opening this box was much bigger to ask for.
Until one day, I was doing my morning meditation routine lying on my bed. Usually my mind is silent when meditating, especially in the morning. This time a whole sentence came - "This box shouldn’t be here in the first place if it had no purpose" - That's when I heard his laugh. When My eyes opened all I know was that every year after I turned 24, I would receive memories from each of my past live. my box is halfway open now.
The reason I’m sharing the last part of my story is that I want to get the guidance from people. My mother tongue has only 4 million speakers and my English writing isn’t so good, as you can already see. I want to make this information available to as many people as possible, so that’s the dilemma I’m dealing with and I have only a couple of months to decide. Any advice or help will be appreciated.
