Remembering a childhood meeting with my Angel

You see when I was 7 years old my life took its own kind of shift, when a master came and awoke me from this delusionary world. I remember it quite well, and it is always something I carry with me, the same as wearing armor. When at night, this same day, of Christmas Eve I was awoken by a glow of a mysterious light.

As I opened my eyes I began to see a brilliant light all around me, but I could not find its source, for as much as I tried. The light was alive, it was dancing, as lightening seemed to break through it, I moved my body upward. My eyes saw the most beautiful, luminous being kneeling at the end of my bed. He was praying, with his hands cupped together, he opened his gaze, and moved his hands to his sides.

In the moment, I immediately recognized him as my old friend. He was so beautiful, there was no distinction between him being a him, or a she, he appeared more androgynous in nature. We looked into each others souls, in this moment, time didn't exist. He then lifted his hand, and in doing so he gestured me to do the same. With his palm downward, and mine upward, our hands met. For a moment he lifted me out of my body, so I was floating in mid air, and as I then was placed once again in the body, an intense electrical storm ensued.

It was a whirlwind of dancing light and energy between me and my friend. I was more awake than ever before, I was not only in that little room, but I was down the street, through the city, and over the mountains. I could see and feel everything all at once. I could see more than a mile beneath the ground, my little brother sleeping in the room next to me, even the worms and insects deep in the ground.

I experienced the true nature of the universe, as one master put it; it's like having a "cosmic-orgasm" I would love to go more into that later. Anyways as the connection was released, I rested back into the comfort of my bed, and the master arose up, he must have been 12 feet tall, as he almost had to crunch down as he stood up. A whirlwind of light encircled him, and he transformed into the light, and speeded about the room then in one boom, went up speeding through the ceiling.

Though he left that day, the light has never left. And well he still visits from time to time. If you ever hear me talk about the ocean of light, then just remember this story I told you