WildLomcevak
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Dec 6 '04
Hmm...you all pretty much said what I imagined you would say- indeed, what I myself feel. I still don't quite understand how this mechanism works...I suppose it's just dependent on each individual's reaction. I credit my lack of any real fear- regarding the PN, anyway, I'm scared to death of spiders- with an experience I had as a child. My grandmother (who lived with us) had been hospitalized for about a week. (she was 84) I was 4 at the time, and I was used to sitting on the arm of her black recliner and sipping coffee with her. One day I walked in to the living room and perched on the arm of her recliner...and had about an hour's worth of perfect, one-sided conversation with her "empty" chair. My mom and Aunt both watched and listened in amazement...then I got down, cried a little, and told them that grandma was going to heaven and wouldn't be living with us anymore. Actually, she had died that morning, and they were waiting for the right time to tell me! In my memory, I have a perfect image of grandma sitting in that chair, telling me she would be in heaven..nothing ghostly or frightening about it...yet in reality, she (her body, anyway) was probably in a morgue by that time.
This experience had no effect on me that I was aware of..except that I think of entities as people. I don't imagine them as evil, or frightening, or something other than human...early on, in my mind, they just got defined as folks who looked and acted different. Maybe I feel that way because my first experience was friendly, and familiar...I don't know. Even the few times I have been in the presence of something...not good...I felt the way I do when I'm confronted by an angry person. Since I choose to investigate the PN, I think my grandma gave me something pretty terrific in this outlook.
I'm a very aggressive person- and also an openly emotional one...which is odd, in a man. My wife thinks I'm very peculiar, lol..I grew up on a ranch in West Texas, fighting, roping, riding..all the macho stuff. My hobbies have all been what we call "extreme" today...racing, aerobatics, skydiving, rockclimbing. If I feel another man is intruding on my space, I speak up- and will readily answer violence with violence. I think most police officers have similar personalities- you almost have to- and pilots have to be- at least- type A personalities. Yet I cry at sad times, with no shame...and I will talk about emotions- which is seemingly at complete odds with the rest of my personality. It's hard to explain, but I credit this openness to my PN experiences. Something about knowing that there is more to life than this...well, it makes me appreciate life more. I live in a sort of fear that I will die without letting those around me know how I feel, without my children knowing that their father was more than the guy who fixed their bicycles. Maybe it's a fear of dying with "unfinished business", and being stuck...I don't know. I guess that's why I choose to try to understand the afterlife, to define it...
I'm not certain if I got off-topic here or not...actually, I think not. How does fear- or lack of fear- of the PN affect you? Does knowledge, even just personal, unprovable knowledge, of an afterlife affect your lives in any way? Hmm..this isn't going where I first envisioned, but the unexpected often takes me to an interesting place.
Thanks For Listenin',