Hello all,

 I thought this would be a good place to describe our metaphysical experiences that occurred when we were children (If we are brave enough). People have told me that I am what some call an indigo Child. I have known metaphysics for a long time, until a teacher at a Catholic school believed it might be used to serve Satan. Something that I might have seen myself, but added "It might be used to serve God." I had 'imaginary' friends, contacted my fathers prayers, finished a lot of peoples sentences, and generally worried Nuns and clergy in more than one way. I had altercations due to this that lead to blows. But, I loved I The Church, and never wanted to leave it.

One day, at camp I once had a very vivid experience. I saw what appeared to be a little blue naked possibly sexless biped with directed eyes. I am to this day not sure what this creature was. Impossible puppet, homunculus, or emanated gnome. I cannot say. It was with a six year olds wonder and apprehension that I viewed this creature. I have felt there was a presence behind this presence. I have always thought that nature described the creature best. Hence, the classification gnome that I gave it. It has come into my thoughts throughout my life since I had the experience. Still and half crouched, I watched the creature walk through the woods, as real looking as the computer monitor now. When camp was over I brought my parents. Who where confused, by my complete assurance that a little blue man was around there somewhere. I have had many other manifestations, many. I never discounted these experiences. But, in my latter schooling I left it for a time.

The ladies that ran my school were convinced that the visions that I had were of the devil. I could have explained if I had been older, "This is neither good nor bad, but you might describe it as both good and bad. It is truly a blessing and a curse!" I lost contact with this life in a blur of candlelight, violence, and the presence of good intended priests and teachers. I learned art, won a couple of science fares, and the presence of God. I learned holiness, and the law of the divine. I would never give this up, even now. I forgot my old manifestations.

As a teenager I prayed meditated learned self hypnosis. I willed my mind into discipline, and never really fit in. I am told this is common to unaccepted young metaphysicians. I wish I had been accepted. That is neither here nor there. I was not. In my 30's I rediscovered my metaphysics. I never want to give it up! That simple. I need something that I have found in few places. UMS is the first training That spoke of this sort of thing. I suspect there are others out there that have had similar experiences. We all need to find a place. I live in a strict tradition. And, have found that even people like the Rosicrucians will reject the 'natural' ( If that is what I am ). It is challenged in so many traditions. Demonized in some of them. Are hard place is created by these institutions. Even public school was a nightmare, despite my good test scores.

I was doing college level work in 9th grade and in college two years later. It was enough of a burden that it got me nowhere. I sit poor and depressed, with a glimmer of hope. I hope others are urged to find there courage and post a few childhood experiences no matter how strange or small. I feel that these pages have meaning to me like no one else right now, even though intellectually this is not the case. All of you who are reluctant to post know that others will support you here. if they don't I will be disappointed in them, and suspect that others will too. 

Thanksgiving is a time for remembering puritans. I hope they have there heads on straight. Purity comes in many forms. Sometimes by water, sometimes by fire. May you be purified by both.