He began to see a vision of himself standing in front of a hallway mirror. He was staring back at himself and guessed he was in his mid-twenties. Like his thirty-five year old self, he had long red hair tied back in a ponytail.
The secrets of the universe are hidden in the details of our experience. – Pete
Over the years, I’ve shared the story of my Encounter with the Energy of Unconditional Love with many people. Jay (not his real name) was one of those people. He lived in San Francisco and occasionally rode my bus from Petaluma to Sonoma to visit his girlfriend. About thirty-five, he was quiet and shy but after a few trips together, we became quite friendly. After telling him about my extraordinary encounter with the Energy of Unconditional Love on Mt. St. Helena, he was silent for a moment. Then he said, “I had a similar experience.”
Jay’s Story
Jay told me that one evening, as he drove home from work on Mission Street in San Francisco, he suddenly became overwhelmed with emotion and began sobbing uncontrollably. Concerned about safety and privacy, he wanted to get off the street. Was it just chance that he was passing an empty parking lot at that very moment? Turning his pickup truck into the lot, he parked in the darkest area he could find and shut the truck off. With his arms folded over the steering wheel, he closed his eyes and rested his head on them, continuing to sob uncontrollably. He began to see a vision of himself standing in front of a hallway mirror. He was staring back at himself and guessed he was in his mid-twenties. Like his thirty-five year old self, he had long red hair tied back in a ponytail. Shirtless, he was cradling a small baby in his arms. As he looked down at it, he knew it was himself as a baby. Raising his eyes, he saw yet another version of himself reflected in the mirror. Standing next to him, on his left, was himself as an adolescent!
As the mid-twenty year old Jay looked at his different selves in amazement, an older, soothing male voice began to speak from somewhere behind him. (The thirty-five year old Jay, telling me the story, thought it must be coming from one of the bedrooms behind him. Why is that, I wondered, did he believe every voice needs to have a body?) The unseen Voice told Jay to take a good look at himself. He didn’t need to be told twice. As he examined his different selves, the Jay sitting behind the steering wheel and the Jay standing in front of the mirror, felt a great sense of love and appreciation for themselves, something they had never experienced before. Meanwhile, the Jay behind the steering wheel continued to sob.
After telling me his story, Jay went on to describe what it was like for him growing up. Whenever he made a mistake, or did something his parents didn’t like they would scream and curse at him. If he forgot something, he was a “stupid idiot”; if he made a mistake, he was a “stupid idiot”; and if he failed to do what they wanted him to do, he was a “stupid idiot”. He told me, “One time, when I forgot my truck keys in the house and had to go back to get them, I stopped in front of the hallway mirror on the way out to point at myself and scream, “You stupid idiot!” Jay had internalized his parent’s abusive behavior, which supports self-loathing, not love.
Is Jay’s story of family dysfunction and abuse rare? I don’t think so. Was his profound vision in San Francisco an example of Divine Intervention? I don’t think there’s any doubt about it! How many of us have had Divine Intervention experiences like this? I suspect a lot of us but, like Jay, we’re afraid to talk about them for fear of ridicule. If you’ve had a life-changing vision, share it with us so we can all benefit from it. Every little bit of information we can gather helps us understand more about who we are and what reality is.
Jay’s unique Inner experience helped him feel love for himself, something his outer experience didn’t do. On a final note, Jay said he never shared this story with anyone because he thought they would laugh at him and think he was crazy, especially the people he knew in San Francisco. Isn’t that sad? Now that he has shared his story with me, I’m sharing it with you, with his permission. (He said he would give me the written details of this story so I could write them up and publish them on my website but when he dragged his feet, I asked him to tell me the story a second time in case I had to write it from memory, which is what has happened. – Pete)
We are not human beings having a spiritual experience. We are spiritual beings having a human experience. – Pierre Teilhard de Chardin
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