Fate or Destiny?

Fate or Destiny? By Nano Daemon Journeys into the SuperNatural and Realities Beyond is the step-by-step depiction of my encounters with the Supernatural world. It starts with the day my life turned upside down and its gradual progression into psychic phenomena, and finally the exhilarating, and often hilarious experiences of being ushered into the spiritual spectrum of reality. Why is it that when you think you've got it all, your life turns upside down? Why is it that life in retrospect looks so totally different? Why is it that life makes sense only in retrospect? Is life pre-determined? Is our destiny inevitable? These were all questions that plagued me and sent me spinning in Search of Clues as my world as I knew it had turned on its axis. My heavenly abode consisting of a terrestrial paradise was destroyed and hell loomed on the horizon. My entire belief system was shattered and I wished I would “wake up dead”. In the interior of my world, scraps of memories floated to the surface, leaving imprints that led me on a path where the SuperNatural was awaiting me with its magical tricks. I was gradually awakened to new dimensions of reality that led me on an enchanting and fun-filled journey of self-discovery and discovery of ancient knowledge. I discovered that the SuperNatural was simply the Superior form of the Natural. Part I Life in Retro Recall 1 I remember precisely the day my life turned upside down. I had reached the summit of my dreams, without much effort it seemed. I had it all and was at the prime of my life: a loving husband who, for 10 years, never missed a day without telling me “I love you,” the most beautiful and brilliant child who never gave me any trouble despite the fact that I did not have one ounce of motherly instinct before his appearance in my life, an architect-designed 6-level home nestled in the tree tops of the bush, with serene water views, in a prestigious suburb of Sydney, one of the most coveted cities of the world, a Porsche, designer label clothes, an enviable social life and a thriving business in the self-development field with my husband. I was healthy, happy, and blissfully unaware. This particular day, I was in the garden working out the finishing touches to the swimming pool that we had just put in. It was designed to match the contours of the peaceful water view which greeted my eyes through the French doors of our bedroom first thing in the morning as I opened my eyes. The doorbell rang and I leaped 6 levels to the top front door wondering who it could be, as most of the 8 doors leading outdoors were usually left open throughout the day and our friends would amble in through the lower ones without knocking. I opened the door to three of Jehovah's Witnesses brandishing a book in my face and asking if I wanted to be shown the way to eternal life. “Eternal life!” I screamed with all the breath left in my lungs after my steep climb. “Who wants eternal life? Death is salvation!!!” and I slammed the door, not before I gleaned the horrified expressions on all 3 faces. The horror on their faces was nothing compared to the horror I felt at my own outburst, at my behaviour, and at the words I had uttered. Death is salvation? Salvation from what? Where were these words coming from? What possessed me to behave in such a manner which was so contrary to my usual self? Running up 6 flights, though annoying, hardly qualified for such an outburst. The words “death is salvation,” with their ominous ring in my ears, kept playing in my head in a loop excluding all possibility of any other thought. Gone were the brilliant ideas I was revelling in for the creation of paradise around our swimming pool. A feeling of doom surrounded me, and I was drained of all energy. I dragged myself to my bed and just managed to throw myself on it. I noticed a crystal a friend had given me the day before on my bedside table. My hand reached out and grasped it. I felt I was leaving this world. My eyes closed, and I witnessed the most beautiful vision. In my vision, I saw an ellipse against a beautiful clear blue sky. Along this ellipse were interspersed a boat, a house, trees, and flowers as well as other representations of what I cherished in life. There was also one big fluffy white cloud, which I called Cloud 9, and which is where I usually hang out in my daydreaming states. I was sitting on this cloud with a great big smile on my face basking in bliss, when suddenly I heard a loud roar. I dug my fingers into the cloud hanging on for my life. The cloud detached itself from the ellipse, turned upside down, and I started the fall. A long, long, very long fall, fraught with panic and terror, which seemed to take an eternity. This was no dream or daydream.