Regarding the world after death, I vaguely
remember what we were told in class was that the soul would start a new life
journey through "reincarnation" and its memories of the previous life
would be erased, and the degree of this would depend on the circumstances.
Moreover, when all spiritual lessons are
completed and awakening is completed, you will be able to choose any tangible
or intangible state to exist forever in all things. If you do not choose to
move to the next feasible stage during the process, then you may not be able to
reach the eternal realm. Everything will be your own choice.
Therefore, every time you reincarnate, you
will choose which issues to face in the next life, and you must work hard to
complete them. Once you choose, there is no turning back, so it is very likely
that you will be stuck at a certain stage and stay there if you fail yourself.
Because of the choice, the so-called
destiny does not exist, and everything is created by oneself, just like
"what you sow is what you reap". It is so magical and wonderful. And
because the memory must be erased, the purpose is to experience everything in
order to complete the chosen subject and move to the next step of the spiritual
stage.
In 1992, in Taipei, Taiwan, I was a newborn
baby, and before my eyes was what I would later call Mother Earth. I was born
on an unknown planet called "Earth."
The existence of mother on Earth completely
changed my life in the days that followed; watching her gradually age every day
was like counting down the day until we said goodbye.
As my mother's gentle eyes were looking at
me and she held me in her arms, I looked at her quietly without making any
noise.
However, at other times, perhaps because I
was too afraid of unfamiliar environments, I cried loudly as soon as I opened
my mouth, just like other babies. This trait lasted until I was about two years
old. Moreover, it was not until I went to kindergarten that my habit of relying
on my parents gradually improved.
Therefore, my mother still thought I was
cute and well-behaved because I always gave people a calm feeling, even though
I cried occasionally. However, I don’t know if it was because of puberty, but I
started to lose my cuteness and became rebellious and even world-weary.
After junior high school, although I was
quiet and introverted, I had a soul as rhythmic as rock and roll in my bones,
and rebellious blood; for example, when I was playing lyrical music, I wanted
to attract people's attention through the words in the lyrics and the loud
volume, for I was afraid that no one could understand my mood at that moment.
Before I was twenty-two, I was a
world-weary and somewhat worldly girl. But after I was twenty-two, I gradually
began to really get to know myself.
As you grow older, you will find that the
world is not developing in the direction you imagined or expected.
On this planet, the world is getting bigger
and bigger, showing that the value of an individual seems to be determined by
the ability to make money, and academic qualifications are the basic threshold.
The chosen major is not only important, because it may affect the direction of
future careers, but also roughly determines whether the major has a promising
future.
Faced with this terrible hurdle, I have
been trying to turn the situation around for many years. However, what I didn't
realize was that I didn't really know myself, and even forgot who I was.
In the past, I chose to live under the
expectations of others, and I often felt unhappy. And the results of all the
choices eventually came back to me. It was because I didn’t understand myself
that I felt painful. Once I figured it out and let it go, I returned to my
original state: confident and happy.
However, at the age of 22, I had dropped
out of college and suffered emotional setbacks, which was a huge blow to my
physical and mental condition, leading to me being diagnosed with schizophrenia
by a doctor.
That year, in late autumn, I lost myself.
I don't know who I am anymore, or why I'm
crying.
Faced with this impact, my family is even
more sad.
Due to my poor mental state, I was limp in
bed every day without motivation. I couldn't eat or do anything, and what was
worse was that I became a burden to my family.
My mother worries about my condition every
day. Her hair is getting grayer and she is worried about how to help her baby
daughter.
I have no way to strive for success, let
alone cheer up. Every day of living is painful for me.
However, just when I thought I had reached
the end of my rope and was extremely unhappy, and was thinking about ending my
life, something miraculous happened. Not only did I not suffer any misfortune,
but I began to slowly recover.
I heard a voice from the bottom of my
heart" I love myself. "
From that day on, I gradually picked myself
up and started from small things. I picked up a book called "Peaceful
Warrior" and started reading.
From that day on, I slowly began to feel a
new heartbeat. I, who had been decadent and lifeless, suddenly seemed to have a
full tank of gas, and happiness began to come back to life.
As the saying goes, "When God closes a
door, he opens another window." Once your heart is opened, life changes.
From that day on, every day of my life was
a transformation. I started reading books, learning to plan a new life,
thinking more about myself, making up for my shortcomings, and finally, I
started working and getting my life back on track.
Even better, I was admitted to another
university a few years later and completed my studies.
I am very pleased with my efforts, and I am
moved and touched.
I did it. And I also began to understand
myself again.
However, all these small achievements were
supported by the constant companionship of my family, especially my mother. I
will be grateful and thankful for her dedication and care for the rest of my
life, and it has completely transformed me.
On the day of the graduation ceremony, I
can still vividly remember the joy of my parents and the blessings from my
older and younger brothers. But I secretly cried that night, tears of joy.
Just when I was thinking about how to
continue my life, I received a voice from far away. It was not the so-called
auditory hallucination caused by my previous illness, but a call from the
bottom of my heart, and it was talking to me.
"You will write a book." An
inexplicable image came to my mind, as if it knew what I was thinking.
"Huh? Who are you? How do you know
that I actually want to complete a masterpiece, just like the great book called
Peaceful Warrior. It has helped me a lot, and this is exactly why I wanted to
write one of these. I want to help people in need." I tried to explain.
"We are what we call Earth
protectors."
"Earth Protector? What is that?"
I was as confused as I was surprised.
"In simple terms, it is like what you
call other intelligent life forms. And what we are doing is what some people on
your Earth are praying for: the sustainability of the Earth to protect the
environment for future generations, and try to protect some things."
I almost couldn't react to the reply:
"Then... why did you find me?"
"According to your Earth language, it
is strictly speaking an invitation."
"Invite me? Or rather, what
specifically can I do?" At this moment, my mind is full of questions.
"You will know. I am glad to have
contacted you." Then, the conversation ended. Although I tried to say
something, I could not hear any response from the other side.
Then, I lay on the bed in a daze for a long
time. Maybe because the content of the conversation was too mysterious, I
decided to go to bed first and put other things aside for the time being and
think about them tomorrow.
If there are so-called alien life forms in
this world, then how can they communicate with me? Is something serious about
to happen? Or is there a major event coming?
Although I know I need to rest first, my
mind can't stop. However, what is the truth that is coming? It seems that there
will be a more complete answer in the future.
I kept thinking, but I couldn't resist the
strong sleepiness. The time showed 23:48 on June 13, 2020.
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