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"I AM GRATEFUL FOR THE GENTLE, PATIENT, MERCIFUL PRESENCE..." | |
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In 1988, while doing the Workbook lessons of A Course in Miracles, I began to have series of unusual experiences. For instance, one day while attending a spirituality class, the entire room suddenly dissolved in what I can only describe as billions of specks of sparkling light, including the walls, participants, chairs, speaker-everything! Although I blinked my eyes several times, the room had simply turned to sparkling energy and remained so for some timeless period. Then my vision returned to "normal". Again, I had at least two occasions when I was nearly asleep, when suddenly I felt myself being pulled out of my body and leaving through the window of the bedroom, and I became aware of suddenly flying at an incredibly speed over a barren desert, brown and flat and totally devoid of any life. Both times this happened, I suddenly reversed directions and catapulted back across the barren landscape at a speed unlike anything I could ever describe. At that point I would be lying in bed in the dark, wide-wake, and intensely alert and perfectly aware of what I had experienced moments before. Later, I realized that the vision of the barren wasteland was not only a symbol of a world "out there" that made no sense to me; it was a symbol of my "world", my human mind, responsible for projecting a "world out there". The following year I started to receive messages from Jesus and I thought at first, the lessons I received were meant for "others". When fear returned to my awareness, I came to realize that the lessons in the messages, and in A Course in Miracles, were meant, first of all, for me. I know that many have had similar, miraculous experiences, in one form or another, and without comparing one to another, I give thanks for them all. I am exceedingly grateful for the experience I had, and for the gentle, patient, merciful Presence that spoke to me. Learning the universal lesson of forgiveness and love is my purpose and sharing this story is my joy. P.S. - United States |
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