I woke up with amnesia at the age of 18. I had no personal memories of family, friends, classmates, co-workers, acquaintances, or my own personal history. I retained book knowledge and had basic understanding of life through procedural memory. (how-to knowledge.) My Doctors stated that I was missing access to episodic memory. (autobiographical knowledge.)
At the advice of my Doctors, I went around and interviewed my family and friends to get an ‘indirect’ understanding of my own personal history. My Doctors felt the conversations may trigger recall and open up a channel or a path to the missing files of information containing my ‘episodic memory.’ It was a very intimidating process.
Everyone called me a ‘mystic child.’ I heard story after story from family and friends concerning mystical situations they had either witnessed or had heard about. According to my parents – they were both present with two Doctors when I died at the age of seven. The Doctors prounounced me dead at the age of seven and were trying to consul my hysterical Mother when I came back to life. According to my family, life was never the same for anyone afterward. I had been diagnosed with an extremely rare cardiac condition and my heart was constantly stopping and then restarting. I had no memory of this.
My Grandparents said I had my own ‘spiritual mind’ on matters after that day. My family and I had been in conflict about religious teachings up to the time I was 12 years old. I would not allow them to teach me a human version of the Bible. This was disturbing to their minds because I wouldn’t use an adult language of religion to express or explain my ‘hidden language’ of understanding. My Grandfather and family came to terms when I was 12 years old. We formed a treaty of peace between us and part of the condition was – that no family member would impose their understanding of scripture on my young mind.
My Grandmother told me that when I was 8 years old, she felt that as a child – I had taught her more about the bible in one afternoon than any man, minister, preacher, religion or church had done in her entire life. My Grandparents were Christians. My Grandmother had been raised up with a Native American Grandmother. My Grandmother felt that my ‘spiritual insights’ reminded her of her people. It was decided that I would be free to explore other options when it came to spiritual teaching. My family adopted a custom of looking at me as inheriting my Great-Great Grandmothers heritage in the Native American culture.
My Grandfather told me when I was 11 that he was going to give a prayer to his “Spiritual Leader” and if I hand in answering that prayer – then he would forever stand on my side to explore my own spiritual teachings – without instruction from his knowledge of scripture. At the age of 12 that prayer was answered and my Grandfather remained true to his word.
When I was 18 – I continued to have ‘dream visions’ with spirits. My family stated I had been speaking of this consuel of ‘spirits’ in my dreams since my ‘near death’ experience at the age of 7. It was nothing new to them but I was having a time adjusting to this sort of vivid and lucid dreaming with ‘spirits.’ In the dreams – I felt I knew these spirits better than my own family. My Grandparents and my Dad gave me their blessings at the age of 18. My Grandfather instructed to find a Native American spiritual man and seek his blessing as well.
My Dad told me about an old fabled tale he had heard to help him embrace what had happened to me after my NDE at the age of 7. My Dad had heard a story about a Native American Chief who had been approached by Christian missionaries preaching about their God. The Chief listened to their version and afteward stated, “Same God. Different name.” This the attitude my family adopted when dealing with my spiritual path. They felt I had been guided to understand the same God by a different path and different name. (As in a different physical and verbal name. In spirit there is a purity to the ‘language of spirit’ that isn’t tainted by human ignorance.)
During the age of 18 – I sought advice from many people including my Grandfather about my spiritual visions. My Grandfather wanted to know if I was going to study the book he held true to his heart. I told him that the “ones I followed” had instructed me not to commit my mind to reading ‘human words’ about things they could bring to me in a ‘pure tongue.’ (Language.) When my Grandfather asked if I was eventually going to get to study his book, I told him,
“Someday, but not today.”
When I spoke with my group of three friends in 1981 – I was totally naive and blind to any sort of ‘biblical prophecy.’ I had never read the bible and had never been inducted into my family’s religious understanding. I told my friends that I couldn’t read the ‘book of man’s language’ until I received blessings from the authority of the spirits I followed. My friends inquired about the spirits I spoke of. There was a hierarchy in the chain of command. I liked to refer to the three main High Spirits as — the Child (Soul) of…, the Mother of…, and the Father of…
Each of the spirits I worked with in dreams were like ‘messengers’ from each of the three main “High Spirits.” The three “High Spirits” had pure names that could not be ‘uttered’ in human language expect by symbolic parable expression. My expression of it (in human language) was just my personal symbolic expression. Any type of language I used to speak outwardly had to be in a parable sense. Inwardly, when I spoke with the ‘spirits’ through dreams – then it was done in a pure language that could not be tainted with worldly deception.
When I spoke of the decade of predictions with my friends in 1981 – they wanted to know in what name the predictions came to in. I told them that anything dealing with the predictions leading up to 2010 – came through the Highest of High. The one that was always referred to as “The Father” by the ‘spirits’ I followed.
When my friends constantly brought up their reference to “Biblical Prophecy” – I had no worldly reference to what was contained in the book others read. When my friends asked why the “Spirits” were keeping me from the book most others followed I told them,
“They said man’s language has passed hands from one culture to another. From one age to another age. In that process then human minds have changed the tone and symbolic meaning to represent something other than the truth originally given in a pure tongue.”
I only spoke about the predictions in length to a few people in the early 80′s. My three friends, several college Professors, several college students and my Grandfather. I only spoke briefly about various factors with the Professors, students and my Grandfather. The most extensive conversations were always with my friends. In 1986, I spoke to two friends who were musicians from Seattle. In 1988, I spoke to a Physician.
In 1988, I had another ‘near death’ experience that was a relapse from my childhood condition. A few weeks after the spiritual trip into the light, the spirits came to me in a vision and stated that I had to bury all knowledge of my insights to the visions of the past as well as the prophetic predictions. I had always understood they never belong to me. The knowledge of the predictions had always came from “The Father” and I had to give them back to the same hand that had delivered them to me. I was told that when the memories returned to me in the future – then it was returned to me by the ‘mysterious hand’ of the Father.