I have been enlightened for as long as i can remember. Not only that but probably longer than that even. I have seen and experienced things others can only dream of. In my first remembered memories as an enlightened I found myself in a state of utter bewilderment. It felt like i had a mind that was so vast that I could have moved a fraction of a step in any direction and be lost forever. The feelings of knowing so much i was not even aware i knew made for interesting times. My family had been religious in a small way but not in a way that meant you were compelled to go to church. My father was a catholic until he left under a cloud. The cloud stayed with the church as they had caused the rift with him. I went to church, thinking it was a place i could get some answers. I also left under a cloud and again it was the church that was left in that cloud as they caused the rift with me. That meant 2 different faiths connected by one family had caused issues that meant we were no longer in a religion. In that uncertain time, for me, I found i was suddenly freed from the constraints i had placed on myself and my mind found answers of its own. It appeared I already knew I was not like most others I knew of but I did not know there were others like myself out there. in fact even now i have not heard of anyone who was born enlightened.
As i grew up I started to notice I was able to see others in a strange kind of light. It appeared to be like a halo but surrounding the whole body of the people i was looking at. It was strange to me at the start but it also happened round trees and other plants, as well as round other animals. I could tell if something was dead, as they had no aura. It came to me that what i was seeing was in fact the real life force of the being I was looking at. Some were bright and shone like beacons while others were dull and weak. but they had other differences as well. all the plants had the same intense light along with animals not of the human ‘race’ so to speak. Fish in aquariums even had this same intense light unless they were weak and almost ready to die. I came to believe that all things on this planet have these auras and they shine brightly for certain reasons. the aged and ill tend to have a duller aura but that does not detract from their life force, but just shows they are nearing their end their time to move on. I have even managed to see my own aura and it seems strange to me in its composition. I lost almost half my right hand as a youth working for a printer. The right hand, while not all there, has a full aura. The light shows as if the hand were still fully there. it is the same with others who have had to have parts of limbs removed. This revelation, as it were, strengthened my belief that we are more than just the body we use on this planet.
In my years as a youth and growing into full adulthood, I started to experience things that I was not sure about. I had managed to go on astral journeys and played with directing dreams from as early as 11 years old. What i was starting to experience was not astral projection as it tends to be called but a kind of inner journey. I was exploring my own body in a way that is almost akin to having a camera put inside but, this was not an invasive procedure but an almost spiritual experience. I travelled through my body following the blood vessels watching how the muscles and nerves interacted. I found this to be more than a journey but a great learning experience as well. I was 13 years old when i first had this experience and it helped me in my science class as we learned the about the body and how it works. I have since discarded that information as irrelevant to me.
In my twenties and early thirties I found myself looking for answers to questions I had but found I soon began looking for questions instead. My mind seemed to have answers i had not even asked about. at a very early age I had been able to listen to a small part of a song on the radio, then being able to say who the group was and the title of the song. this was not common for someone my age but my parents just accepted it. Thus in my early thirties I decided to accept i was able to offer answers that I should not have known about on questions asked by others. I still have the ability to name a tune and singer from a short extract but do not try to impress with that ability. It is not really what I am looking to do these days. I have also been able to direct people to places where answers were to their needs, despite not having the questions asked most time. iI felt like I was here to do such things but I also made sure I was not doing so in a way that attracted too much attention to myself.
I have always, right from my earliest recollections, known I am an alien on this planet. Some may think that is a strange statement. In a way it is as I am using a human body, speaking a language of this planet and live as a human. My assertion I am an alien has lived with me all my life. I have felt like I was moving within a mind so vast that it is almost impossible to find the edge or gauge the size of it. That was my first experience travelling within myself. it felt like my mind was larger than the whole of my body. It became apparent very quickly that the mind is a storage centre, full of packages of data. It places memories into sections that can be used later but also my mind had a strange section within it. It looked like a wall with no door and i found it was inaccessible to me. It not only stopped my access but there was no feeling to the wall at all, and the wall looked more like a large black marble from a distance. I do not really remember when I was told about my experience as a child but it did not contain any triggers, just the fact something happened that meant access to my maternal mother was blocked. With that blockage went other family members related to her. That black marble or wall as it were is still there and still intact. no scratches have appeared with age or probing by others trying to help my mental state. from all I have known and been told I have to assume the issues I had at that time of family upheaval are trapped in the black marble, to give it a tangible name.
Also in my twenties and early thirties I started to learn a martial art. I found I was simply doing what I already knew but had yet to do anything with. The most interesting part of the experiences i had while training this way, was the fact I could meditate quite easily and in a way differently to others in the same class. The sensei picked up on this quite quickly and I was given tuition that meant I rose in the ranks quite quickly. However, I managed to find myself in a place I was not comfortable with despite my enjoyment in the things i had started to learn. I suddenly stopped going to training. It felt decidedly awkward and i felt i needed to concentrate on the mind rather than the body. Thus i started to meditate on my own.
At 18 I had managed to lose almost half of my right hand. the pain is still there today many years after that accident. I did however manage to realise that meditation in my own way helped with the pain. As I practiced I found the pain stopped for a while. I continued to practice and learn new ways of using the mind as a tool to kill the pain. I soon found I could control the pain for a short time anywhere I might be. I did this on public transport and as I walked. It even helped as I was being interviewed for various reasons. all i had to do was relax the hand completely and let a cooling almost glove like feeling come over the hand and the arm to the shoulder. I was able to control this for up to an hour at a time but now I can set things in motion and it can be in place for the whole day. The only time it has to end is if I have to use the hand in any way. Then it has to end and I am back to the pain. I have passed this on to many others who after a short try have thanked me for my help. I have even had a few in tears because they had respite from the daily pain they had and my, now their, technique worked for them. I have no need to try to charge anything for my help I just ask that they pass on the help if they feel it is appropriate. This planet needs more understanding and fellowship and less of the hypocrisy that religion seems to breed.
In my later years I have found myself with a collection of experiences that I am happy I have had but also happy with myself as I am now. I found out late in life that this body is not, and never has been, fit to procreate. I am, as I have always believed, a unique person of my own experiences. I have known love and the pain of loss but never the family of my own. some believe what may or may not have happened as a child in that black marble, is responsible for my lack of ability in the art of procreation. I have to admit that the news that was given after all the tests and searching kind of fell into what I had always thought about myself. I now live on my own in a way that while not as i would like it to be is better for my self examinations than being in the middle of a crowd that gets called family. I still continue to this day to question my own experiences and beliefs and come up with new ideas to also question about life and its progress.
Whatever you as a human on this planet believe, be that religion of a sort or something else, you should always make sure you question all that you believe. For in that questioning you will find the answers to your reality. Your life is unique to you, as it is unique to all your friends, family or just people you see about you. do not follow anything blindly as that is the path to eternal sleep and you may never know where you are bound for until it is too late and you miss your stop. It then is incumbent on yourself to be aware of your surroundings, yourself and how you interact with life on this planet, in all its forms.