The following I wrote to a friend this morning and doctored slightly for this forum. Can any of you relate to this kind of mystical experience and if you would be kind enough, would you mind me quoting any experiences listed to my friend?
Please be aware that the letter uses language to detach me away from the Watchtower (thus church, instead of congregation etc).
I am looking for profound synchronicity and mystical events, rather than the Watchtowers lack of concern for former members
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A friend of mine used to be a devout Christian and belonged to an organization who had, and have, incredibly rigid standards concerning personal conduct.
Due to circumstances he found himself in and several things he chose to do, he was rejected by the Church and effectively cut off from their community. Publicly it was announced that he was to be avoided by members. This is known as "disfellowshipping".
1 year after this happened to him, my friend grew tired and very depressed. He was a man in his mid-50s and lacked a circle of friends, due to being rejected by a community of people he grew up with, who no longer associated with him.
The acts that drove him away from the community ceased around 6 months after being disfellowshipped, so to the church, he would have been clean, yet they have procedures to run through in order to reinstate members.
Part of the church policy is to actively seek repentance by sending out an elder (a Church leader) to interview the disfellowshiped one. This failed to happen and 1 1/2 years had passed by already, leaving my friend in a state of depair. He felt within himself an utter failure and lacked the confidence to reach out to the church.
So, I decided to intervene.
I did not feel comfortable myself having a face to face shoot-out with one of the local elders and felt it necessary to project my thoughts in letter form.
I thought about the letter for maybe two weeks or so and then one morning I knew that today was the day.
When I say I knew, it were as though an invisible chord had been pulled and I became alert to a higher presence operating outside of the objective realm.
That morning I felt in a dream world and quickly wrote the letter whilst in this mode of detachment. The letter to me was perfect and expressed the feeling of the moment with ease.
The problem I then had, was how to deliver the letter.
I popped the letter in my bag and set out towards my friends house and knew that I would be passing an elders house along the way.
As I approached the road, where the elder lived, suddenly I had the same mystical feeling come over me and it was as though I were suddenly 7 feet tall and slightly beyond myself.
I then had the thought that the elder would come out of his house and I would pass the letter on to him.
I struggled with a divided sense of self, as my mind tried to convince me that the probability was slim. I also felt it necessary to fight this division and employ a little faith in the mystical.
20 yards or so away from this mans house my heart began to pound. I was not anxious as such and felt no fear, yet still felt that I was beyond my normal self and connected to what I can only describe as free-flowing spirit.
The scene unfolded as my mind had predicted.
The elder appeared in the frame of his door. He stepped out of the house and casually walked down the path, crossed the road and proceeded along the pathway just ahead of my current position.
Due to my pace, we met quickly and I touched his shoulder.
He turned to face me and I smiled at him, passing the letter to him. I asked him to consider the contents and share the information with the other members of the body.
He took the letter and walked away. Then inside of me, the chord retracted back to where it came from and it was as though I had been disconnected from a greater sense of reality.
I shrunk back inside of myself and continued the journey to my friend's house.
Now...
This may appear on the surface to be nothing but coincidence, yet I can assure you all that the event to me was profound.
I felt like a petal flowing along with a stream, unable to stop the motion of events.
I had walked down the road and past this elders house many times, yet never had this man appeared and walked out of his house in front of me.
This experience felt extremely odd and out of synch with 'normal' reality.
Yet, I accept that this mystical experience will never be anything but 'my own' .... and that is part of the problem when expressing what we perceive individually as the supernatural.
It could be argued that the event was a sychronicity, yet this leads back towards a mystical explanation.
It could be argued that this event were simply random, and the feelings of elation and abstraction were due to a touch of aprehension and anxiety.
I have looked at this situation from every conceivable angle and still to this day feel it beyond my absolute comprehension.
This episode may be small, yet spiritually speaking it moved me greatly and kick-started many explorations of self after the event.
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