04-13-2017, 01:16 PM
SEARCHING FOR THE TRUTH
I want to share my life story. It might sound a little sad, but I think it was all meant to be. I guess I had to face some things and the only way for me to truly understand it was through the hard way. I also want to share that English is not my mother language, so my English will not be perfect, but I hope it is understandable.
I was a happy child. I had some connection with the invisible world and saw things that others did not see. But I could not understand this and it made me a little scared.
I had lots of dreams. One dream was when I was about 3 years old. I dreamed that I died. I drowned in a swimming pool. I saw my body falling down into the water and I was float above the swimming pool, while I saw my own body sink to the bottom of the pool. This dream has been so clear and has been in my memory ever since.
Also for as long as I remember I had many lucid dreams, but as a child I had no idea what lucid dreams were. I used to wake up and mostly there were people next to my bed, or other strange beings. Or I woke up in bed to find out that my room was different. I used to imagine a gate in the corner of my bedroom and through this gate I could travel to other worlds. Which I did, searching for my true home. I felt lost, I could not find back my true home. This made me afraid and sad. The world was very hostile towards me when I was a child. I became very scared for many things.
Then the UFO dreams came. UFO’s and aliens that came to me in the night to take me away. They really made me afraid. I have spend many nights covering myself under my sheets to try to hide from them so they would maybe leave me alone which of course did not work. I have felt many times like a lab-rat. I felt helpless against them. Till now I have never truly understood who they were and if they were “good” or “bad”. If it were just dreams or something else, that I really was taken by higher dimensional beings. The only thing I know is that they did scare me and they felt dark and negative, because they did things against my will. Many times I complained against them that they should leave me alone.
Other problems began when I went to school when I was about 5 years old. I had never learnt to stand up for myself and I had not much self-esteem or self-confidence. So when I went to school I did not know much about “evil”. So I could not understand when the other kids in school began to bully me. I have for many years wondered why they hurt me, made fun of me and did single me out. I could not understand. I thought something was wrong with me. I felt different from the others. No matter how hard I tried, they did not accept me for who I was. Because of this I adept myself, I did not liked myself anymore because of them and how they thought of me. I tried for many years to fit in and be accepted by the others, but it did not work. One day I gave up. I felt lost broken and alone. I had no friends no one wanted to be a friend.
I became very depressed. I thought that everybody hated me. And I hated myself because of this. Many years I had to fight to find the will to stay alive. I hated myself and I hated the world, because it was all so dark and so full of pain and suffering. I could not understand this world and the people in it and why they behaved the way they did. I was homesick to a place without pain and suffering. I blamed myself. I must be a very bad person that others treat me the way they did. I sometimes even thought I was not worth it to live, so I thought the world would be better off without me. I sometimes wanted to just die, just to free myself from the pain and the suffering. But I learned that suicide was no solution to end suffering and pain. It would only make the suffering and pain worse.
So I had to find another way to end the pain and suffering. They way right through the pain and suffering.
On one day I was again crying because there was so much suffering and hate in the world. But suddenly there is this green-yellow cloud in the air. This cloud is love and I feel the love radiating from this “thing”. I am surprised, because in the many years that I had hated, I had forgotten about love. I had not felt love in a very long time. But now it was just there hanging into the air. The love was so strong that I was completely flabbergasted. (I want to state here that I am not brought up religious, I did not believe in God or anything supernatural).
After that I still felt very depressed. But when I felt that I could not handle life anymore, then there was always this little something that reminded myself about this “cloud of love”. And that I had a connection into my heart with this love. When I did meditate I could feel this connection and this love. Then I could handle live again for a little moment. Even though I still did not understand it all.
After that, I was about 18 years, I promised myself not to ever kill myself, cause that would not be the solution. In the end I did not really wanted to die. I already was dead (because I had adapted myself to try to fit in, I was no longer ME).
I wanted to live, and be truly alive, and be truly ME. But I could not be truly alive with all the limitations I experienced, because of all the pain and suffering. And that was why I hated myself. I was not ME. I had adapted. I had become a personality. Someone I thought I had to be. Someone I thought the world wanted me to be. Someone I hoped others would accept and respect. But they did not. Because this was not truly me. I had become fake. I had to undo myself from this fakeness that was not really me. I had to become truly ME again. The me I always have been somewhere beyond it all. And I should not be afraid if others would accept or respect me. Not all people will ever like me and that was not even necessary. I had to let go of all fears and become ME again. And this was all I ever wanted to be, to be ME, to be free. Because I was not ME, I was suffering.
So that day I started my search, my search for the truth, a search for answers and understandings.
Why are people the way they are? Why is the world the way it is? And how do I become the real ME?
Why do I suffer so much and how do I stop it? What is the truth that can set me free? How do I end the suffering?
I could not live anymore because of the pain, so I had to find a way to stop the pain and transform the pain into something else, into love. And so for many years searching and reading many books, I have learnt a lot, but I am still learning how to stop the pain. I am still hoping for the day to come, that all the pain will be gone.
Since then I have changed a lot. I am not anymore that scared little girl afraid to live and afraid to die. The girl that wanted to be accepted by others and the girl that wanted to be liked. Every day I love live a little bit more and maybe one day I will be ME!! Every day I live a little bit more and a little bit deeper.
Along my way I did learn a lot and I wrote those lessons and thoughts down into poems. I started writing when I was 19. I share them all freely on my website, they helped me and if they can help another, if would be great……
And still I am searching
I am still searching
Myself
I want to share my life story. It might sound a little sad, but I think it was all meant to be. I guess I had to face some things and the only way for me to truly understand it was through the hard way. I also want to share that English is not my mother language, so my English will not be perfect, but I hope it is understandable.
I was a happy child. I had some connection with the invisible world and saw things that others did not see. But I could not understand this and it made me a little scared.
I had lots of dreams. One dream was when I was about 3 years old. I dreamed that I died. I drowned in a swimming pool. I saw my body falling down into the water and I was float above the swimming pool, while I saw my own body sink to the bottom of the pool. This dream has been so clear and has been in my memory ever since.
Also for as long as I remember I had many lucid dreams, but as a child I had no idea what lucid dreams were. I used to wake up and mostly there were people next to my bed, or other strange beings. Or I woke up in bed to find out that my room was different. I used to imagine a gate in the corner of my bedroom and through this gate I could travel to other worlds. Which I did, searching for my true home. I felt lost, I could not find back my true home. This made me afraid and sad. The world was very hostile towards me when I was a child. I became very scared for many things.
Then the UFO dreams came. UFO’s and aliens that came to me in the night to take me away. They really made me afraid. I have spend many nights covering myself under my sheets to try to hide from them so they would maybe leave me alone which of course did not work. I have felt many times like a lab-rat. I felt helpless against them. Till now I have never truly understood who they were and if they were “good” or “bad”. If it were just dreams or something else, that I really was taken by higher dimensional beings. The only thing I know is that they did scare me and they felt dark and negative, because they did things against my will. Many times I complained against them that they should leave me alone.
Other problems began when I went to school when I was about 5 years old. I had never learnt to stand up for myself and I had not much self-esteem or self-confidence. So when I went to school I did not know much about “evil”. So I could not understand when the other kids in school began to bully me. I have for many years wondered why they hurt me, made fun of me and did single me out. I could not understand. I thought something was wrong with me. I felt different from the others. No matter how hard I tried, they did not accept me for who I was. Because of this I adept myself, I did not liked myself anymore because of them and how they thought of me. I tried for many years to fit in and be accepted by the others, but it did not work. One day I gave up. I felt lost broken and alone. I had no friends no one wanted to be a friend.
I became very depressed. I thought that everybody hated me. And I hated myself because of this. Many years I had to fight to find the will to stay alive. I hated myself and I hated the world, because it was all so dark and so full of pain and suffering. I could not understand this world and the people in it and why they behaved the way they did. I was homesick to a place without pain and suffering. I blamed myself. I must be a very bad person that others treat me the way they did. I sometimes even thought I was not worth it to live, so I thought the world would be better off without me. I sometimes wanted to just die, just to free myself from the pain and the suffering. But I learned that suicide was no solution to end suffering and pain. It would only make the suffering and pain worse.
So I had to find another way to end the pain and suffering. They way right through the pain and suffering.
On one day I was again crying because there was so much suffering and hate in the world. But suddenly there is this green-yellow cloud in the air. This cloud is love and I feel the love radiating from this “thing”. I am surprised, because in the many years that I had hated, I had forgotten about love. I had not felt love in a very long time. But now it was just there hanging into the air. The love was so strong that I was completely flabbergasted. (I want to state here that I am not brought up religious, I did not believe in God or anything supernatural).
After that I still felt very depressed. But when I felt that I could not handle life anymore, then there was always this little something that reminded myself about this “cloud of love”. And that I had a connection into my heart with this love. When I did meditate I could feel this connection and this love. Then I could handle live again for a little moment. Even though I still did not understand it all.
After that, I was about 18 years, I promised myself not to ever kill myself, cause that would not be the solution. In the end I did not really wanted to die. I already was dead (because I had adapted myself to try to fit in, I was no longer ME).
I wanted to live, and be truly alive, and be truly ME. But I could not be truly alive with all the limitations I experienced, because of all the pain and suffering. And that was why I hated myself. I was not ME. I had adapted. I had become a personality. Someone I thought I had to be. Someone I thought the world wanted me to be. Someone I hoped others would accept and respect. But they did not. Because this was not truly me. I had become fake. I had to undo myself from this fakeness that was not really me. I had to become truly ME again. The me I always have been somewhere beyond it all. And I should not be afraid if others would accept or respect me. Not all people will ever like me and that was not even necessary. I had to let go of all fears and become ME again. And this was all I ever wanted to be, to be ME, to be free. Because I was not ME, I was suffering.
So that day I started my search, my search for the truth, a search for answers and understandings.
Why are people the way they are? Why is the world the way it is? And how do I become the real ME?
Why do I suffer so much and how do I stop it? What is the truth that can set me free? How do I end the suffering?
I could not live anymore because of the pain, so I had to find a way to stop the pain and transform the pain into something else, into love. And so for many years searching and reading many books, I have learnt a lot, but I am still learning how to stop the pain. I am still hoping for the day to come, that all the pain will be gone.
Since then I have changed a lot. I am not anymore that scared little girl afraid to live and afraid to die. The girl that wanted to be accepted by others and the girl that wanted to be liked. Every day I love live a little bit more and maybe one day I will be ME!! Every day I live a little bit more and a little bit deeper.
Along my way I did learn a lot and I wrote those lessons and thoughts down into poems. I started writing when I was 19. I share them all freely on my website, they helped me and if they can help another, if would be great……
And still I am searching
I am still searching
Myself