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Soul Seizure

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It was one evening two years ago, when my obsessive-compulsive symptoms, which had lasted for about twenty years, began to show signs of improvement.


While I was sitting in my room, suddenly, I felt as if my soul were about to leave my body and fly off into the universe.


This may be a rough expression, but I cannot find any other words to describe it.


Until then, having fought constantly against fear and my own brain, I never had the moment to be aware of my soul.


But at that moment, I had no choice but to recognize that what was about to leave my physical body was my soul.


It was the first time in my life that I had experienced what could be called a soul seizure, so I became confused and frightened.


I was afraid that my soul would leave my body and that I would die, and I desperately thought about my son and my attachments to this world.


I did not have a clear sense of time, but it may have lasted about thirty minutes, and it gradually subsided.


At that time, I had no interest in spirituality at all, and my daily life left me no room to be aware of my soul, let alone the universe.


Yet, in that moment, I clearly felt the existence of the universe.


And then, I understood—not logically, but through direct experience—that “I am the universe, and I exist within all things.”


However, because it was so sudden, my mind could not immediately understand the meaning of it.


Looking back now, my soul had known this all along; it was simply the time for me to remember.


Later, I searched for the meaning of “I am the universe.”


I found an astonishing number of references to the word “oneness,” and I realized that this experience was not unique to me.


After that, my spirituality gradually deepened, and without any external information, I came to understand that “all things are born from unconditional love, and unconditional love exists within all things.”


These realizations, like bolts from the blue, led me to start a blog.


The theme of the blog was “filling the universe with love,” but I did not fully grasp its meaning myself and stopped writing.


Shortly after that, however, a galactic being taught me my mission on Earth.


So, I closed that first blog, and now, here I am, writing this.



With gratitude,

Marie



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