I have shed my mortal frame before; when I was l2 years old, my heart
stopped briefly and I was looking down at my body. I was feeling great!
When I entered my body again by choice, not wanting to abandon the only
body I knew, going again into flesh was a tad painful.
Opinions are like assholes, everyone has one. I am yet a babe in the
woods. Will you hold on to my hand as we walk through the fire? The
Truth of who we really are shall lead us out of the situation of our
making.