wiglo
Rising Star
Here's something I've felt for as long as I can remember, and my memory is quite extensive. I was wondering if any of you have felt the same or similar, or heard of anything about this concept. I've done my research, asked therapists, etc. and was only able to find some semblance in a book I read a few months ago by Jane Roberts.
I've felt as though my entire life, to a certain point, was one consecutive nostalgic moment. Growing up, I felt the eras I existed in. The 70s, the 80s and the better part of the 90s. I felt as though I was reliving the moments. Each one was cherished all over again, even the things I considered bad.
I had a very early traumatic childhood experience that was a direct result of months of abuse from a non-family member at the age of 4. Therapists postulated that I had created a wonderful life experience in order to protect my psyche from the severe trauma. But I remember feeling nostalgic about my reality even before that happened, or maybe I think I do?
It's a very difficult thing to explain, but imagine every waking moment, you feel absolutely alive, that everything, although fresh and new is absolutely familiar, to the point where I've had somewhat prophetic dreams of the silliest things. I remember having a vivid dream in 3rd grade, where a classmate had broken a pen and had gotten blue ink all over his face. Sure enough, that event happened that same morning.
Now when I had turned 18 years of age, I had a moment where almost died. I was in the hospital. I was being admitted into the emergency room and remember thinking "Ok, I guess this is it." It could have very well been, but not this time. As they were wheeling me through the ER, the lights went bright and I felt absolutely OK. I was still ill and suffering, but there was a feeling that it would pass this time.
I managed to stay conscious and my health immediately stabilized. I knew I'd make it out of there. Although it took me years to recover physically, I had no doubt I was about to leave my body, but this time, I changed it. Shortly after, the nostalgia left me. The world was new and different. I missed "knowing" what would happen next because all of a sudden, everything for the most part ceased being as familiar as reading an old book.
Yes, that analogy works best. My entire life up to 18 years of age was like reading an old, dear and familiar book, but I hadn't gotten past chapter 18 until now. After that, well.. it was brave new world for me, and still is for the most part. There are moments where I sort of know what's coming next and it's happening with greater frequency, but it's not necessarily the same as "feeling" the era I am in right now.
I post this here because I'd love to hear your thoughts on the matter. I have come to respect the opinions presented in the Nexus and I thought of no better place I could throw this out there.
If you have the time or are interested, here's a little more about me:
Intro:
Ayahuasca:
DMT:
Thanks in advance for taking the time to read
I've felt as though my entire life, to a certain point, was one consecutive nostalgic moment. Growing up, I felt the eras I existed in. The 70s, the 80s and the better part of the 90s. I felt as though I was reliving the moments. Each one was cherished all over again, even the things I considered bad.
I had a very early traumatic childhood experience that was a direct result of months of abuse from a non-family member at the age of 4. Therapists postulated that I had created a wonderful life experience in order to protect my psyche from the severe trauma. But I remember feeling nostalgic about my reality even before that happened, or maybe I think I do?
It's a very difficult thing to explain, but imagine every waking moment, you feel absolutely alive, that everything, although fresh and new is absolutely familiar, to the point where I've had somewhat prophetic dreams of the silliest things. I remember having a vivid dream in 3rd grade, where a classmate had broken a pen and had gotten blue ink all over his face. Sure enough, that event happened that same morning.
Now when I had turned 18 years of age, I had a moment where almost died. I was in the hospital. I was being admitted into the emergency room and remember thinking "Ok, I guess this is it." It could have very well been, but not this time. As they were wheeling me through the ER, the lights went bright and I felt absolutely OK. I was still ill and suffering, but there was a feeling that it would pass this time.
I managed to stay conscious and my health immediately stabilized. I knew I'd make it out of there. Although it took me years to recover physically, I had no doubt I was about to leave my body, but this time, I changed it. Shortly after, the nostalgia left me. The world was new and different. I missed "knowing" what would happen next because all of a sudden, everything for the most part ceased being as familiar as reading an old book.
Yes, that analogy works best. My entire life up to 18 years of age was like reading an old, dear and familiar book, but I hadn't gotten past chapter 18 until now. After that, well.. it was brave new world for me, and still is for the most part. There are moments where I sort of know what's coming next and it's happening with greater frequency, but it's not necessarily the same as "feeling" the era I am in right now.
I post this here because I'd love to hear your thoughts on the matter. I have come to respect the opinions presented in the Nexus and I thought of no better place I could throw this out there.
If you have the time or are interested, here's a little more about me:
Intro:
Ayahuasca:
DMT:
Thanks in advance for taking the time to read

