A Former Atheist’s Perspective

I want to share a perspective on the Law of One philosophy and my journey to it from someone who was an atheist essentially their entire life. I will try to delve into my world view at the time as much as possible to explain my mindset and how it transitioned into what it is now. I wasn’t really too familiar with it at the time, but I could have been described as a Humanist before I discovered the Law of One.

The Early Years

I remember the exact moment I became an atheist.

I was six years old and one of my baby teeth had fallen out. I had a couple fall out before that and became curious, albeit suspicious of the Tooth Fairy. I put the tooth under my pillow as my mother tucked me in for the night. I decided to force myself to stay awake so I could catch a glimpse of this mysterious Tooth Fairy. Through an incredible feat of will for a six year old, I kept my eyes open until I saw the bedroom door slowly crack open. I saw the distinct shape of my mother’s body silhouetted against a dim light illuminating the hallway behind her. Before I finally passed out moments later, I thought to myself oh, well that makes sense.”

I reasoned along the lines of “Well, if that’s fake, the Easter Bunny and Santa Claus must be too since it fits the same pattern.” Finally, I reasoned “Well God must be fake too.” It all involved silly rituals that were clearly fabricated by people and passed down in the form of tradition. Nobody had actually seen the Tooth Fairy, the Easter Bunny, or even God, nor did anyone have reasonable evidence that they existed. That became the core of my worldview.

My mother is and was an atheist her whole life, along with my maternal grandmother. My dad deferred to my mother’s viewpoint on the matter and didn’t really ever share his beliefs. My mother raised me in such a way as to allow me to come to my own conclusions, although she was relieved and supported my atheism after I declared it to her. We never really went to church except for the very odd occasion when my paternal grandmother dragged us there. My mother didn’t like that, but never actively discouraged me from pursuing anything like that. So, overall, I would say that I was brought up in an atheistic environment.

The Formative Years

All the way from Elementary School, to Middle School, to High School, I waged my own personal war against Religion.

It started not long after I became an atheist. I vaguely remember sharing my thoughts on the subject with my peers during recess and being rebuffed and shunned practically every time. I was already a ‘loner’ and I became more and more isolated because of my views. This in turn made me defensive and pushed me even further down the atheist path. Some kids were very mean about it. I could tell even at that tender age that their parents were very pushing their ideology on my peers and that they were just parroting their beliefs and punitive behavior.

I reached a landmark moment shortly after being placed in a remedial reading class after my third grade teacher mistook my stuttering, nervous recital of a book aloud to the whole class as poor reading skills. I was incensed about being put in a class with ‘all the dumb kids’ when I was reading books three or four grades above my reading level in my free time. In a spastic act of defiance, I stood up during a work period, went to each table of kids, and dramatically slapped both my hands down on the desk and shouted “I don’t believe in God!”

I made it through the end of Elementary school and partway through Middle School with very little friends due to my introversion and partially because of the reputation garnered from that outburst. I eventually formed a very close knit group of friends in Middle School that lasted all the way through High School. I was still quite the outcast and became increasingly militant against religion.

The biggest landmark moment of my formative years occurred when I was thirteen and started reading the Dune series of science-fiction books. Set several thousand years in the future, the series follows a group of women called the Bene Gesserit. Essentially, they are group of Humanists that subtly manipulate society to keep it from destroying itself. I was always a very precocious and observant boy, especially of human behavior and large patterns. Reading the series was like touching a match to a powder-keg; it reinforced and built on preexisting predilections.

One of the primary methods the Bene Gesserit manipulated society was to carefully insert prophecies and beliefs into religion over very long periods of time, then capitalize on them in a time of great need. That perfectly played into my anti-religious beliefs because I noticed that some of the most important tenets of religion were obviously added to keep society in check and had more to do with preventing chaos than with morality or spirituality. One only need look at some of the ten commandments to catch my drift.

The bottom line is the Bene Gesserit depicted in the series saw things in the very big picture / long term and desperately tried to keep humanity from killing itself. Before I read the series, I already had started developing the ‘hero complex’ of trying to save everybody. I had this deep-seeded need to do so. So the idea of manipulating society en masse to steer them away from completely self-destructing was even more appealing. My hero complex developed into a ‘save the world’ complex.

The series would become the core of my worldview and life philosophy along with the scientific method materialistic / mechanistic view of reality.

Young Adulthood

As my world view broadened, I became more and more horrified by how disharmonious society was.

Why couldn’t society figure out how to provide for basic human needs when it had been technologically feasible to do so for hundreds of years? Why were things so bad when everyone could live in paradise if they just started working together, stopped being greedy and stopped fighting each other?

I was petrified by the prospect of finding a job out in a bleak, alien world. I found the idea repugnant of having to work at least forty hours a week just to maintain food and shelter. I did very well in high school but despised being forced to learn many skills that I knew I would never use in adulthood. When considering college, it seemed much worse. Why would I pay tens of thousands of dollars for a degree that was mostly filler and years of more suffering through lessons that were mostly useless to me? What if I couldn’t find a job for my degree and had to start paying on my student loans? What if I did find a degree in my field, but the amount of extra income was cancelled out by student loan payments? I saw it as mostly a scam, so I never went besides taking a handful of community college courses.

I moved out of my parent’s house when I was eighteen and got a minimum wage job. It was unbelievably stressful living paycheck to paycheck, driving around without car insurance terrified of cops, and taking out payday loans at outrageous interest rates just to keep the rent paid, my car running and food on the table.

My worldview steadily declined with my morale; I became more and more bitter and cynical. Why were people so stupid and determined to misunderstand me? Why can’t they just stop fucking each other over and leave me alone.

I have to back up and mention that when I was sixteen, my mother moved out and left my dad to be with my dad’s old Navy friend that lived on the other side of the country. I was always a ‘momma’s boy’, and this marked a very sharp downward spiral. I was in a serious relationship at the time my mother left, which led me into back-to-back serious relationships throughout young adulthood. I literally did not have even a day’s downtime between being in a relationship since my mother left.

I married a girl a week after I turned twenty-one. While she was not my High School Sweetheart, I did meet her in third grade and was close friends with her throughout High School. The relationship was extremely tumultuous, partially because I was suffering abandonment issues from my mother leaving.

Most aspects of my life slowly and steadily declined from eighteen to twenty-four. My wife and I kept breaking up and getting back together. When I was twenty-four, I got into a car accident that wound up with my wife and I sharing a car. At the time, we were broken up as a couple, but still living together. We desperately needed separate vehicles, so I went and bought an inexpensive scooter that was fast enough to get me around town. Two weeks later, I was riding home from work and got into a life changing accident.

I shattered my right leg and suffered a handful of other less severe injuries. My wife got back together with me shortly afterwards, mostly out of sympathy. I recovered over the next six months, graduating from wheelchair, to walker, to crutches, to cane. I eventually got the point where I only very occasionally needed the cane and was fit to work again in an office environment, but was just completely at the end of my rope and contemplating suicide. My wife was the only breadwinner for a grueling ten months after the accident, although I eventually got an insurance settlement. I became increasingly needy of my wife  and our relationship reached a breaking point when I got a medical marijuana card for chronic pain.

The Hermit

She said that was the last straw and she was moving out in less than two weeks, which had never happened before. She also told me it was the end of our relationship and we were going to get a divorce. I just absolutely came unglued; I balled like a baby and begged her not to leave.

She moved out but still kept in touch sporadically. She realized how depressed and broken I was and didn’t want to drive me into suicide. We grew more and more apart as the months passed. I lived alone in my apartment with no job, survived off my settlement and just smoked weed all day long. I only left the apartment for food and to very occasionally hang out with friends and family. This would last a total of about two years after the accident.

With no distractions or obligations, I had an unprecedented amount of time to contemplate society, the universe, and my existence. I didn’t consciously know it at the time, but I was searching for something. I had a very consistent worldview based on logic, reason, and the scientific method, but there were several small bits of data that I could not fit into the big picture. I finally had time to try to show-horn this outlier data into viewpoint

Telepathy was the primary phenomenon that I was curious about since I had several personal experiences with it. It definitely didn’t fit into my worldview, but I had so many incidents with my mother, my first serious girlfriend, and a few incidents with my wife where I felt I had clearly read their minds outside the possibility of random chance or predictable behavior. I began theorizing on what could be the mechanism behind this apparent telepathy, but nothing seemed to fit my worldview. I thought maybe it was data encoded on pheromones that were inhaled, decoded, and filtered into the subconscious, but that didn’t fit the numerous occasions where it happened over the phone with my High School girlfriend who lived over three miles distant.

Theorizing about that opened the floodgates to more theorizing. At the same time, I was becoming increasingly depressed, but couldn’t bring myself to end my existence. So I started researching and theorizing about the 2012 phenomenon. I reasoned that if there were any validity to it, at least I wouldn’t have to kill myself and die alone. I thought maybe there was a small possibility the Mayans had predicted the end of the world. I came up with the idea that the Mayans might have noticed a very long cycle of the sun that would end in a catastrophic solar flare that would wipe out most or all life on the planet. So I started a Google search to see if anyone else had a similar theory.

Stumbling on the Ra Material

My search turned up an amateurish website entitled A Trail of Breadcrumbs that was basically just a compendium of links. The information about 2012 was only mildly interesting, but some of the other links on the page were much more intriguing. There were a bunch of YouTube videos about Alan Watts I found fascinating. I thought it was so interesting that once I reached the end of those videos, I started methodically going through the list of links. One of the first links I clicked was a quiz to determine if I was a “Wanderer”. I was very skeptical because the idea was in the realm of “mumbo-jumbo religious stuff”, but was shocked at how many of the questions exactly pertained to how I felt throughout my whole life. Whoever created the quiz must have at least been observant enough to put together a list of traits that very closely matched my personality, as ridiculous as the premise of a Wanderer was. I inevitably noticed that the quiz was based on information from L/L Research on something called the ‘Ra Material’.

So I followed the links and started reading the intro of the the Ra Material / Law of One. The idea of such an exploration of consciousness was alien to me and my worldview told me it must be the ravings of insane people. Since I was so rational and considered my atheist worldview to be airtight and iron-clad, I thought I could read a portion of it with no risk of being caught up in it. I was almost entirely sure I would be reading utter nonsense, but prided myself in approaching new data skeptically while not crossing the fine line into cynicism. I was fascinated with the prospects of getting a glimpse into the minds of crazy people.

The intro and Don’s background was interesting and unexpected, but I eventually grew anxious to get to the actual material. So I skipped the remainder of the intro and started reading session one. Like the intro, the candor of the supposedly separate entity Ra did not at all meet my expectations. Ra spoke with a surprisingly good vocabulary and the content was a great deal more coherent than I had imagined.

After reading a few sessions, my pretense of rancor slowly started fading. I quickly discounted the possibility of the whole thing being a scam because the group asked nothing of the reader and hadn’t gained money or followers from it. The material was so dense I had to read sessions over and over again before I felt that I grasped the message being conveyed. However, my slow pace was not due to the low quality of the material; it was quite the opposite. I found the information to be engrossing to a depth I had never experienced in my entire life.

Reading the material completely consumed me. Each day I would wake and read more. As I read, a rational model of spirituality started unfolding in my mind; something I thought to be impossible. Many outlier questions that didn’t quite fit into my atheist worldview were finally satisfied or were superseded with larger views. I started forming a prototype worldview that was vastly larger than my atheist materialistic worldview.

Not only was I interested in what Ra had to say, but I was in awe of how similarly Don Elkins’ mind worked. He would question Ra on a certain line of reasoning and I would start formulating my own questions based on Ra’s response. I was shocked how many times Don would ask nearly the exact question I had formulated. Either that or I would know the answer Ra would give before reading it. I noticed this pattern and quickly gave up on counting how many times it occurred. Don obviously had an extremely similar mindset to my own, which was exceedingly rare.

My attention toggled between this larger worldview and the transient questions Don would ask about the activities of our government and our history. One of the things that stuck out was the concept of Atlantis. I had difficulty getting over how ridiculous the premise of Atlantis being real was, but it filled in a puzzle piece that had always been rattling around loose inside my supposedly airtight worldview. Why was the idea of a massive flood so ubiquitous throughout different cultures scattered over the whole world?

Another thing that I had always been very skeptical about was the building of the pyramids in Egypt. Ra’s words on the subject spurred further investigation, especially the Pyramid of Giza. I pitted the logic behind the official story against Ra’s viewpoint to see which was more plausible. I was shocked to discover that some of the largest stones weighed up to 80 tons each and could only have been brought from five hundred of miles away. The more I researched, the more ridiculous the mainstream version of how they were built seemed. Why would the oldest pyramid be the most well designed and largest by far? The idea that one being built in a very different way, then the rest being poorly mimicked by the locals seemed much more plausible than the mainstream story.

The Awakening

My new prototype worldview quickly expanded, became more and more coherent, and started to rival my old one. I read and reread the material, struggling with it for months. I had never felt so conflicted in my entire life. The part that I always got hung up on was what Ra kept referring to as the One Infinite Creator. This God differed from every religion I had run across. This God did not control the masses and callously ignore it’s creations for no apparent reason. This God didn’t just create the universe, it is the universe, and every conscious being in it.

I eventually had to face the fact that at the core of this new worldview was this Infinite Creator. I realized that was the cornerstone of the theory, and I would have to abandon the whole thing without accepting that fact; a fact that couldn’t be scientifically proven or disproven.

I don’t remember the specific session of the Ra Material that put me over the edge of believing more in the new worldview than the old, but I do remember literally jumping for joy and shouting “eureka!” My new worldview was more coherent, incorporated more data without throwing any out, and was vastly larger than my old one. It also didn’t abandon science like so many religions. In fact, it encompassed my scientific beliefs about physics and evolution. It just added another layer to the concept of physical evolution, which could be described as spiritual evolution.

However, one major aspect of my old worldview did change. I could no longer believe life and consciousness accidentally came about as a result of matter randomly combining in just the right way. I flipped to believing that there was infinite consciousness that created time and space itself. It was the opposite of my previous beliefs on the origin of consciousness and what happened before the Big Bang. A huge portion of my worldview was turned inside out.

I started to feel much more optimistic. Finally my life had worth, meaning, and context for the first time. I wouldn’t just die / cease to exist and be forgotten. I realized that while my body and mind might die at the end of my natural life, it was just a small portion of my greater being, which is immutable. Even if I had lived my entire life alone in a cabin in the woods, my struggles and accomplishments would be known and recorded.  The essential parts of myself would carry on into my higher self, which is the ‘real me’ of which this incarnation is only a small portion.

Not only that, I realized I wasn’t alone in my struggles. The universe was teeming with life, and much of it was in higher densities of consciousness / evolution. I knew I must have friends, family, guides, and even random good samaritans in higher densities and the inner planes who could not only observe my life in the physical, but could read all my thoughts. I knew they had done this my entire life; so they understood my struggles and felt my pain when I thought I was all alone. I had struggled to make lasting, deep connections with my peers in my physical life, but I knew these ‘extra dimensional beings’, for lack of a better term, were always there watching over and supporting me.

These people cared so much about the struggles and disharmony of this world, they would risk everything by forgetting who they are and incarnate into bodies just like our own. Ra shared data that there were tens of millions of these Wanderers incarnate at the time of the channeling in 1981, including many from their own group.

They were here to help us reach the next level of evolution, which was a much less transient pursuit than desperately trying to keep the human species alive. After all, essentially the same race of people had been partially or completely wiped out on multiple occasions in the history of our solar system. The entire population of Mars was wiped out and the current population of Earth had no idea. Yet many of these people who did not finish their evolution on Mars were ‘reincarnated’ on modern day Earth. Despite being completely wiped out physically, these entities were given the opportunity to pick up where they left off in their spiritual evolution.

Looking Back on the Wake Up Calls

The more I compared myself to the concept of a Wanderer and thought about the probable behavior of one, the more I leaned towards believing I was one. That is still something I strongly lean towards being true to this day. That sentiment is not so much because I want to be a Wanderer, but because of little ‘Easter Eggs’ I found in my life growing up that were clearly wake up calls. I went back and retraced my steps and found that it started with subtle hints.

I discovered the music I resonated with so deeply growing up either subtly hinted at aspects of this larger reality I had found, or in some cases contained overtly obvious philosophy in line with the Law of One. The best example I have is the band Tool. The philosophy is deceptively cloaked in industrial themed music, but is very obvious if you are familiar with the Law of One and other compatible philosophies. Some songs contain more of this philosophy than others, but the clearest example is the song Third Eye. The intro to the song is a snippet from Bill Hicks.

Today a young man on acid realized that all matter is merely energy condensed to a slow vibration, that we are all one consciousness experiencing itself subjectively, there is no such thing as death, life is only a dream, and we are the imagination of ourselves.

Later in the song, the lead vocalist Maynard whispers:

A child’s rhyme stuck in my head
It said that life is but a dream
I’ve spent so many years in question
to find I’ve known this all along

What really struck me was the line I’ve spent so many years in question to find I’ve known this all along.” When I was reading the Ra Material for the first time, a huge chunk of what was being said felt like a long forgotten memory rather than reading completely new material. So it truly felt like this was something I had known all along.

I also had other wake up attempts that increased in severity. I worked late nights at Domino’s Pizza with a very odd, eccentric delivery driver. He would turn on the esoteric talk show Coast to Coast AM when we were cleaning the restaurant at the end of the night. I thought 99% of it was bullshit at the time; although some of it was somewhat interesting. However, this driver was very much into it and kept trying to discuss it with me.

Several years after we had gone our separate ways, he called me out of the blue. It was a very odd, uncomfortable conversion in which he said that he thought all that stuff on Coast to Coast AM was going to be very important in my life and asked if I had gotten into it more. I told him no, and that this was the strangest phone call I had ever received. I started asking probing questions to try to figure out what prompted his call. He finally admitted that ‘someone’ had told him some of the information contained on that show was going to be very important in my life, and he seemed to imply that aliens had told him to do this. I thought he had completely lost his mind, so I tersely told him how inappropriate this was and to never contact me again. Wherever you are Russell, you were right; I just wasn’t ready yet.

I had a somewhat similar event happen not very long after the strange phone call. My boss at a small computer rental place was a very straight laced Christian man that I didn’t get along with very well. One day, he called me into his office and told me he had a very strange message to convey. He said he had debated on telling me at all, but the message was very specific and imperative. He said he was dragged into a meditation class and that in the middle of it, he went into a strange trance and gave a message for me specifically, although he couldn’t remember the incident consciously. He said the message was that I should look into Abraham Hicks. He told me he had never heard of such a person or what channeling was, but had Googled it before coming to me with the info. I was still a very cynical atheist at the time, but was intrigued. I looked it up after work and watched a couple videos by Abraham. I thought it was complete mumbo-jumbo and thought my boss was trying to recruit me into some religious cult or something along those lines. I told him I didn’t like it and that I wasn’t interested in joining whatever he was trying to get me in to. He said he regretted telling me and to forget about the whole thing. Looking back, this was an even louder wake up call that I had again rebuffed.

The biggest wake up call of all was the motorcycle accident itself, which seemed to be a last-ditch effort before I died of depression. Although I was severely and permanently injured, I was afforded the opportunity to be alone with my thoughts enough to finally wake up. I would later encounter the channelings of the entity Bashar, who said this is a common way to provide a strong wake up call to an entity who is ready but needs time alone with their thoughts. It was also in keeping with what Ra said about how catalyst works; if the catalyst is ignored, the severity is increased until the lesson is learned. On top of all that, it lined up with what Ra said about Wanderers.

The challenge/danger of the Wanderer is that it will forget its mission, become karmically involved, and thus be swept into the maelstrom from which it had incarnated to aid the destruction. – Ra 12.8


I think it is a common mistake of people who first wake up to think they have reached the end of the proverbial rabbit hole and can safely rest on their laurels. I was definitely no exception after I had digested the material over the next year or so after awakening. I thought this new worldview and the discovery that I suffered from arrested development had fixed every aspect of my life overnight, but I failed to recognize that intellectually knowing something and integrating wisdom into one’s life is not the same thing.

I was still desperately depressed, although I twisted that into believing I’d just had enough of the disharmony of this world. I thought I was too damaged and introverted to make any meaningful impact on the Wanderer mission I had incarnated for, which was to aid the evolution of the species. Ra referred to this evolution as the ‘Harvest’. My notion of the world ending in 2012 merged into the idea of an abrupt harvest. While controversial, the theory supported my desire to leave this incarnation behind without having to end it myself.

Despite this cognitive dissonance, my life improved immensely in the year leading up to December 2012. I finally became emotionally independent of my wife and healed the damage done by my mother leaving when I was sixteen. I became more and more confident about my life and finally got a job in mid 2012 since my savings was running dangerously low. My wife and I were still separated, but she became increasingly interested in spending time with me. I provided emotional support through rough patches in her life from the standpoint of a selfless friend, rather than a romantic interest. I had made a private vow that there was only one condition that would allow me to say yes if she ever asked to get back together, which was she would accept me for what and who I am. She took me completely by surprise by making that exact vow with knowing that was my condition. I bewilderingly accepted. We have been together since then and our relationship has improved immeasurably.

December 21st 2012 came and went, and I was in shock for weeks afterwards. I had believed that we would abruptly transition to the next major step of evolution called fourth density at the striking of the hour, and that since the planet could ‘no longer support third density’, that all of humanity would die in a rapture-esque event.

In the weeks following that date, I finally consciously identified the source of my attraction to sudden, big events. The desire was rooted in escaping from this disharmonious society and this life. In my further exploration of the Ra Material and my own self discovery, I realized that I could have incarnated on any planet during any time of history, yet I chose this planet and this body to incarnate into during this time. I knew before the incarnation that I would face this kind of adversity and thought I could handle it. This laid the foundation for an infinite wellspring of self-worth that I still draw upon today.


I stumbled on the Ra Material in early 2011, and as I write this over five years later, I realize how far I’ve come since accepting it as the core of my worldview. The intention of this article is to try to bridge the seeming chasm between people with old mindset and my new one, and to show there is a rational path between the two.

One thing I have noticed about others with my former atheist mindset is a very common fascination with making the body physically immortal. The fascination ranges from fantasy to science fiction. The concepts include the idea of being a vampire, the idea of trying to advance medical science enough to the point where the physical body does not die of old age, or the idea of somehow transferring consciousness into a computer / android. That latter theory seems to be the most popular one at the moment and is perceived as an achievable goal by many intellectually inclined, scientifically oriented atheists. This mindset stems from being terrified of death, which is seen as one’s consciousness ceasing to exist.  I don’t point this out to be derisive towards atheists; my intention is for people who might read this to better understand the atheist mindset so as to make it easier to accept them.

Another very commonly held perception of atheists I want to address is the notion that if God existed, there would be no reason for Him to allow the unthinkable suffering that exists in the world. Atheists will often point to the notion contained in the dogma of religions that the people who experience this suffering are wicked and are deservedly being punished for some past sin, which is obviously at odds with a God who touts forgiveness. The real answer lies in the fact that there are existences that contain virtually no suffering or adversity. This can be found in the concept of Eden. However, with no “impetus to move, to work and to learn,” the progression of evolution is at a snail’s pace in comparison to existences where polarity and free will / the veil of forgetting exist. So most Logoi (plural of Logos) choose to include this veil of forgetting to greatly increase the pace of evolution. I acknowledge this idea is a bitter pill to swallow unless you are able to see how this fits neatly and logically into greatly accelerating the rate of spiritual evolution.

The borderline of my former atheistic worldview was what happened before the Big Bang. I could not come up with an atheistic theory of what happened before that event, nor could I find a truly rational one based in any scientific evidence. Some theorize there was infinite nothingness before the Big Bang, but then how did physical matter come out of that? Some theorize there was infinite energy before the Big Bang, but where did that come from? Others believe there was an infinite procession of Big Bangs that were eventually preceded by ‘Big Crunches’, but what set off the first one? No matter what anyone can come up with, it is some form of infinity. It seems to be the borderline of scientific logic. So the only thing left is philosophy. The philosophy I gleaned from the Ra Material provides a rational explanation and clearly defines what that Infinity is.

To try to condense the whole thing into a nutshell, in the beginning, there was infinity / consciousness. This infinity became self aware. This infinity is all there is, so is destined to be alone. It created of itself other personalities, referred to as Logoi. These Logoi are at the border, for lack of a better term, of infinity and finity. The Logoi of our universe tapped into infinity to create all the potentially available situations, actions, and experiences which manifested in the form of Time and Space. This is referred to as the Original Thought in the Ra Material, and the Big Bang in scientific theory.

I look back on my life pre-awakening and the sleeping masses and feel that I understand the meaning of the Allegory of the Cave.

Plato has Socrates describe a gathering of people who have lived chained to the wall of a cave all of their lives, facing a blank wall. The people watch shadows projected on the wall from things passing in front of a fire behind them, and they begin to give names to these shadows. The shadows are as close as the prisoners get to viewing reality. He then explains how the philosopher is like a prisoner who is freed from the cave and comes to understand that the shadows on the wall do not make up reality at all, for he can perceive the true form of reality rather than the mere shadows seen by the prisoners.

The completely understandable restriction of forgetting everything when incarnating into third density can make it exceedingly difficult to remember that this world and everything / everyone in it are merely shadows played on a wall of a much greater reality. I believe I came here with the intention to assist others in seeing that greater reality, even if it’s just a few people. Since I literally have eternity to help accomplish this mission, I don’t necessarily “expect results upon visible planes” during this particular incarnation.


1 Comment

  1. I can relate to what you write here, and I much enjoyed reading your story. I hope you sent it to L& L because they compile these stories of ‘awakening’, too, I think.

    My story is very similar except I was raised southern baptist. And by HS was a bible-thumping-three-times-a-week kinda christian except where i get pregnant my senior year… missed that tenant. Anyway.. LOO also filled in all the missing parts and seemed to incorporate the holy parts also. It very much broadened and enriched my world view and has made a direct impact on the way I think and live life. I found LOO late 2007 by way of a history channel special on Edgar Cayce that led to a google search and the Ra material…I have subsequently found bashar and abraham hicks and enjoy them an many others. Thanks for sharing.

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