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Originally Posted by slowsnake
Yippee,we're off,mum and dad,brothers David 10 yrs,John 7 yrs and little Billy aged 6 and a very excited little boy!
I am 64 yrs old now and I remember it like it was yesterday,that was the day that my whole future changed,the day I was changed into an Indigo child.All indigo's have one thing in common,they all died and were rescusitated, or where so close to death they were given the last rites,but of course didn't die,they recovered,but they didn't come back,the old self was left behind and a new Billy come back,a little boy who recognized his family,knew who he was,where he lived but I did not feel a part of this family I was part of,I still knew my friends,their names, all of that was normal,I wasn't normal, I was not the same and even at 6 years of age I was conscious of that.
So after an exciting hour and a bit drive we arrived at River Cavalli public open air baths/swimming pool.My brothers and I were overexcited and were egging mum and dad to hurry,most of the kids in our street never went anywhere and we were so lucky we had a car,it was an old bomb but we didn't care.
I remember running towards the pool,mum was shouting " only go in the shallow end",only my older brother David could swim a little,John and I couldn't even float never mind swim!
Next thing I know I am at the top of the slippery slide,in the deepend,for big kids,it was like an invisible hand had lifted me there,right on the top I was and people,adults were behind me telling me to go,I don't remember going at all I was under the water and it was very deep,I remember just looking around and I couldn't swim to the surface,I was on the floor of the pool,I remember how absolutely quiet and peaceful it was,I remember being lifted or propelled at great speed into space,I could see the earth below me,it was about the size of a tennis ball,I had absolutely no fear,I just remember being told things,I don't remember what they were telling me,it was constant and non stop,no sound I just understood thing's, I just cant recall any of it.
I seemed to be in space,the universe was all around me,I was in the stars,the milky way and galaxies and planets all around,I had no body,I felt as though I was just my sight or my eyeballs,I was aware I was in spirit form,I was very conscious of being pure consciousness, but no sound but I was being given information constantly, it was nonstop communication. As I looked around the whole universe for 360° was a series of thousands of movie screens,it seemed to form a hemisphere shape,as if I was in the top half of a sphere made from stars but the movie screens gave it shape,I could still see the earth below,I was in awe at what was happening to me,I had an adult mind not a child's.
I was drawn to a screen and was suddenly a part of it,I was in a building,it was the purest white I had seen,I was on a landing in a stairwell,it was so white I couldn't see the steps as there was no shadows,just pure white light,I was still being told things,I don't know what I was being told,I was at a window and when I looked up it was endless,outside was the most beautiful verdant green pasture and lots of flowers,there were no people anywhere,just this constant stream of information, or maybe thought!.I was in total bewilderment, in awe,just awe!
Then suddenly I was back at the movie screens,the earth was still far below me and I was attracted to another screen,suddenly I was in it,there was a crashed plane,it was across a country lane with a big hedge either side, I knew it was England,it was a Spitfire fighter plane,a very young man was walking/floating toward me,he was early 20's,blond hair and blue eyes,I felt like I knew him he was smiling his white scarf was blowing as if in a breeze,I suddenly felt fear for the first time, I knew if he spoke to me I was a goner,dead,I started to really worry but I don't know why,then I suddenly got very annoyed by voices, I could hear noise and people talking,I didn't want to hear them but for some reason I had to,next thing I know was I was on the poolside getting water pumped out of me,people were saying "he's back,he's back",I looked up and all these folk were looking down at me,they were patting the lifeguard on the back,they were saying "well done,well done",over and over they said it.
My dad swooped me up in his big arms and carried me to my mother who was crying,everyone was overjoyed, I could feel their relief and happiness.
I told my father I was in a crashed Spitfire fighter plane,he said you just imagined it son,you must of been hallucinating.
This is an absolutely true account of that day,it was also the start of my journey into the unknown world that hides behind what we call life,or humanity,I am still searching for answers and that happened 58 years ago,and,I am still searching for the "truth" the meaning of all of this madness called living!
Kind Regards Billy.
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