In 1978 – I had a near death experience.
In 1988 – I had another near death experience.
I didn’t like to talk about my ‘out of body’ travel to another world; a realm full of light. It was too hard to put into human language.
I did have friends around me in 1988 who saw my body lifeless on the ground for a long time. They saw me “ressurrected” back to life and felt they had witnessed a miracle. (I had been gone way over three minutes.)
They asked who I saw. I told them I had seen “IT” — Again. I had many experiences with “IT” during childhood. I couldn’t remember my childhood while I was in the human state – but had been given memories of it while I was outside in the ‘spiritual’ state.
In 1998 – I started surfing the Internet and saw familar sounding stories about a “White Being” (or Being of Light) and a tunnel of light. I started recalling my memories of my own travel to the light with “IT.”
I was wondering why I kept calling this ‘entity’ — “IT.” The “White Being” had told me that I had gave it the nickname when I was a young child just learning to talk in this world. “IT” said it was always with me – just out of sight – but duing my childhood – it had been like an “angelical messenger” to me. During that time (as a three year old) – I had sight of it.
That didn’t explain why I called this “being” — “IT.” In my 1988 experience with the “White Being” – I was told that I would recall the punch line to the joke in my future.
Last night – I recalled the punch line and the time I used to “see” this shinning ‘white being’ as a three year old. As a two and three year old – I would encoutner this “being” anywhere. I could walk out my front door and see it’s presence. It had explained that I was seeing it outside myself as much as my eyes were focused inside and outside at the same time. The sight and vision of it was coming from within me.
As a child – I asked who it was to me. IT told me a word.
“Soul.”
It was teaching me words just as my parents and family were teaching me words. I would take the words “IT” had given me and ask my parents to define the word for me in human langauge. They felt I was coming up with very profound and adult words and wanted to know who was teaching me such words. I said,
“So.”
In my little child’s voice – it came out sounding like “so.”
My Mom kept telling me “so” wasn’t a person, place or thing. So….. was an “IT.” She got very frustrated with me and raised her voice in anger – which startled me.
I later told this “soul” being of mine – that my Mom told me he wasn’t real and that he not a person as much as he was an “IT.”
That is how the nickname got started when I was young. I would be sitting in the front yard talking away with my “soul being” and when I my Mom asked who I was talking to – I would point my finger at a building across the street and say “IT.”
She would correct me and tell me that a buidling as a “thing” more than an “it.” I would just laugh knowing I had a secret friend I spoke on a level hidden from my Mom’s sight and mind.
During that time – I asked “IT” what it was to me and what I was to it.
“IT” told me that it was like a seed that had been planted and grown to form a tree. It was the “trunk” of the tree while I was a sprout just spourting to form a new branch – which – would eventaully bear new fruit.
I asked the fruit was and it explained the nextor of the fruit we producded together was the nextor of love. (Be fruitful and mulitply.)
It showed me other branches that had formed and grew in the past from the same trunk. (Past lives.)
The past lives didn’t belong to me as a person (or young human) as much as the other branches belonged to the whole of the tree itself. I was a part of the whole and not the whole part.