My life has evolved in just a few short years since I learned that what I thought was a dream from childhood was real. When I was 2 or 3, I almost died from accidental strychnine poisoning. The doctor told my parents to let anyone know who wanted to see me alive that I would expire in a couple of hours. He even said, "Don’t worry, he can’t hear me."

My mom called a preacher that came and put oil on my head and started putting on a show. I was disgusted with him pretending and wished he would leave because I was getting worse with every word.

Then he left by the doctor’s request and I saw my mother go to a huge granite building. She leaned up against a tall beautiful column and just started weeping. She said, “Father you took my first child and I asked you for this one. You gave him to me by a miracle. If you take him, I know he will be safe with you, but I asked you for him, so please let me raise him.” Then she melted into a puddle of tears and that is when I felt so much compassion that I heard this voice in my mind say, “Stop it,” and instantaneously I was okay. The doctor said, “I don't know what happened, but folks you need to get your kids out of this town because the kids not native here are dying.”

Growing up, I always knew when someone was not being honest.

Then I had two NDEs in 2014 that opened my heart to the truth that we are not seeing reality itself. And since then, I have learned so much more about who I am.

In the first NDE in 2014, I was a child and the father came downstairs and told me to come downstairs with him to watch the parade. Wow, it was awesome, all knights on brave gallant steeds that snorted, and I could see in their eyes, they were not afraid of anything. The knights were powerful spirit beings and their armor was polished so bright, it hurt your eyes to look at them. That is when the father tapped me on the shoulder and said, “Son, those are your guardian angels and they are here waiting on your command. Guard your words carefully. They will do what you speak into existence.” 

The second NDE was when they operated on my heart in 2014. I was up high on something solid but there was nothing below me. I had no body, yet I still existed with all my thought power. I saw a huge ball of light that I thought at first was fire but somehow I knew it wasn’t. I said out loud in my thought, "What is that?" A voice in me said, "That is the soup of souls." Then it called millions of names and an arm came out of the soup of souls. The voice told me to look and I saw a huge canvas. It was called the canvas of life and everything ever created was on the canvas. The arm split into millions of fingers and everywhere the canvas touched the screen, a human was born and started to grow. The fingers would move the people around to encounter other people, situations and problems. I understood synchronicity. Then the voice called a name and a finger would pull back from the canvas; a person would die and turn back into the canvas, and that was such a beautiful thing to witness. The voice would call another name and that same finger would create another body; same soul but different body. There was so much love in the way the universe works, the process of life and the ongoing experience of life. I saw how precious and what a gift life is. That is how the creator experiences every side of everything. I was so excited and happy when I awoke in the hospital. I tried to tell people what I saw as they came in the room, but I had no words.

After that, I started noticing synchronicity and increased intuitive ability. I seem to step aside and allow the universe to use my voice. I’ve started healing myself by listening to my body. 

I get urges to go somewhere or do something and sometimes when I meet people, I will tell them things I don't know, but I am just made aware of what they need. Like one time, a girl went in a convenience store ahead of me and I definitely noticed her and I was urged to go talk to her. She was getting a huge box of beer out of the cooler. When I spoke to her, I suddenly blurted out, “Do you know how much God and the universe love you?” and some more things too personal to write. That's when she started bawling. “How did you know I was going to kill myself tonight?” I didn't know, I just allow the love of the universe to love you through me.

I love talking to people the universe brings in my path that are searching. I love that I get used for that.

My feelings now are so tender I cry at anything I hear that’s truth or love, or charity I see.