My personal unique story (Introduction)


I was born in a house, in the middle of a big wood in the south of the Netherlands. 
For the first 7 years of my life, this wood was my world, my spot and my learning place. 
These years were very special and I found out many things. Not only what life is, but 
also the meaning of life, and most importantly, how to live in a world like this. 
These years have made a big impression in my life, because I was in the middle of 
Mother Nature and connected with that nature around me. Many things happened then 
to make me see the world as one big beautiful living thing. Everything was around me 
and all my friends visited me daily: Not human friends, but friends from our wood. 
One came to our house twice a day. "Mieke" we called her. She was a squirrel that 
visited our pantry every day to get something to eat! She was my biggest friend, 
but when I walked in our wood more friends visited me. I learned a lot, yes really,
I have learned a lot. For a while I thought "This is the world". One day, everything changed. 
Behind our big wood, we had a heath. A large play ground for military jets. I was 6 years 
old on that particular day when, something happened which I will never forget as long as 
I shall live: I was standing in front of the window of the scullery, looking at our wood. It was a 
dark and rainy day. In a split second, I saw a burning jet plane coming straight to our house.
About 50 meters in front of me was a big birch tree. The jet touched that tree, made a 
45 degree turn and came down about 25 meters to the right of our house! Something 
strange happened to me at that moment. I will never forget these feelings. I knew my 
time had not come yet, but to me it felt strange that the jet had not fallen on our house. 
I thought this until a short time ago. It was strange, because a simple birch tree could 
not make a several ton plane turn and let it crash down in a different place. I now 
understand the interaction between that airplane and me. Finally, that big mystery is 
solved. In the chapter "experiences", I will write what happened there. It was not a 
miracle; it was not that birch tree, it was a power what had changed the direction of 
that plane. I will explain this later on, when I get the right words to do so. It is a relief to 
me that I have solved this now and with this, one more miracle in my life. A jet plane 
crashed in front of me and my life is still going on. It was definitely not my time, 
that time is still far away!

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