Reincarnation Story
Trip to Paradise
In 1988 I found myself waiting in the lobby of an AFB for a C-141 transport plane bound for a small remote military outpost in the South Pacific. I was dressed in civilian clothes hired through a civilian contractor for support operations. Another civilian contractor struck up a conversation and asked about my age. She was a middle aged woman and made a remark about the company hiring someone still in High School. I was used to this due to my youthful appearance. I was 28 years old but had the appearance of a 16 year old. I had dealt with the subject for a decade. I usually didn't show my ID to prove my age but she was concerned.
The island had been used to test nuclear missiles in the 50's and 60's. It was currently housing and preparing to destroy chemical weapons stockpiled from War World II. The woman had a mothering instinct toward me. There was another young civilian who was 18. The woman asked him how old he thought I was by my appearance. He said he had been wondering that himself and guessed me to be 16 as well. I usually shyed away from the subject but told them the history behind it and how I had dealt with false impression my appearance gave others for a decade. I felt I was the 2nd oldest teenager in the world second to Dick Clark.
We landed on the remote island 16° along the 16th parallel north. The tiny island had an equatorial climate. The sun was bright and blinding as I departed the ramp from the plane. I was sandwiched between my two traveling companions with the older woman leading the way. I had an eerie feeling of deja vu strike me as I walked with the rest of the crowd toward the small lobby for the military island. Off to the side was a humvee with a MP sitting behind the gun turret As I walked closer I felt some sort of magnetic pull drawing my attention to him. Then something happened that blew me away. I saw a light come out of his eyes with a force beyond comprehension. It all happened in the blink of an eye. I lurched forward and the top of my head hit the woman in the back. Then I lurched backwards toward the young man as he caught me. I felt like the world had stopped turning and then started up again. What happened in those few seconds was something beyond time and eternal.
My two companions had to put their arms around me and help me into the lobby. I kept asking them what had just happened. I wanted to know if an atomic blast from a nuclear devise had gone off. I thought I had died and came back to life. In my mind, somewhere in the seconds between lurching forward and back, I felt I had turned my head to look over my shoulder and the fuselage of the airplane to see a cloud emerging that hit me and sent me hurling through the universal cosmos's. I knew that some type of energy and force had hit me and lift me off my feet and sent me on a journey in 'outer space.' How I got to be back in my body, talking, walking and trying to make sense of it all was beyond my mind to keep up with during the moments after I felt that impact. Of course, from the perspective and view point of my two companions and everyone else on the island that day, there was no nuclear explosion.
We got into the lobby and I had to sit down to put my head between my legs because I was hyperventilating. Someone brought me a bag to breath into because I kept feeling like I was about to pass out. My companions were telling people that I was suffering from jet lag and the heat had gotten to me when we got off the plane. I couldn't speak complete sentences during the first few moments. I was just muttering incoherently trying to figure out what had just taken place. I kept muttering, "did I die? I am alive and breathing again?" I felt like I had taken a trip to heaven that lasted a million years. My mind was trying to sort through the events that took place in those million years. The first sentence out of my mouth was, "I can't believe I am right back here in this moment of time all over again." Eventually I regained my footing and breath enough to share the story with my traveling companions. I felt I had to get the story out while it was fresh in my mind. I was starting to understand that my spirit had left my body and the 'experience' had been a spiritual journey rather than a physical journey. I knew for that reason my normal mental mind would lose sight of it in the future. I wanted words to put into place to mark the occasion just as I could recall them in that moment. I told my traveling companions,
"I went back in time. It was so fantastic. It was like the past was happening right now, here in this moment. There was no difference. It was flesh and bone, just as much flesh and bone as were are here in this moment."