Chapter - 1 -


My personal unique story


I was born in a house, in the middle of a large forest wood in the south of the 
Netherlands. For the first 7 years of my life, this forest 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 great impression on my life, because I was in the 
middle of Mother Nature and connected with nature around me. Many things happened
to make me see the world as one big beautiful living thing. I had everything around me 
and I saw my friends every day: Not human friends, but friends from the forest. 
One came to the 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 best friend, but when
I walked in the forest, I would also meet other friends. I learned a great deal. For a while 
I thought "This is the world". One day, everything changed. Behind the forest, there was 
a heath. A large playground for military jets. I was 6 years old on that particular day 
when something happened that I will never forget as long as I live: I stood in front of 
the window of the scullery, looking at the trees. It was a dark and rainy day. Then 
suddenly I saw a burning fighter jet coming straight at our house. About 50 meters in 
front of me was a large birch tree. The jet hit the tree, made a 45 degree turn and 
came down about 25 meters to the right of the house! Something strange happened 
to me that moment. I shall never forget what I felt. I knew my time had not come yet, 
but to me it felt strange that the jet had not fallen on our house. This is what I thought 
until recently. What was strange, was that a simple birch tree could never have 
averted the course of a jet weighing several tons and make it crash somewhere 
else. I now understand the interaction between that airplane and me. At last, a big 
mystery has been solved. In the "Experiences" chapter 25, I will write what happened. 
It was not a miracle, it was not the birch tree, it was a power that had changed the 
direction of that plane. I will explain this later, when I have 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 fighter jet crashed in front of me and my life is still continuing. It was definitely not 
my time. That time is still far away!


(Chapter 01)



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