Twenty-two years ago my mother had a massive stroke. I had recently gotten through with a major relationship and was staying with my elderly parents. I was in the house when June had the stroke. I was in the position to take care of her. I worked every day for two years taking care of her until she finally died from pneumonia. I never had a full day off. Back when I was nineteen I got into trouble and this embarrassed my parents. Embarrassing my parents bothered them and me for years. My mother never understood the mystical experience that I had that changed my life although she knew that I had transformed greatly for the better.
I was performing stand-up comedy when I was in my late twenties. I accidentally worked on enough character development that calmed down my ego or what is called the false self. I had a full-blown spontaneous mystical experience or kundalini arousal that is described in my blog words-are-traps.blog. This experience greatly expanded my understanding of everything. Everything became clearer. I was out of the fog so to speak. I healed. I realized that almost everyone can heal and improve.
What really happened is that I achieved my Self; and in achieving myself, I achieved the Self of all of US (see my biography). My clarity of perception was rendered so clear that I gained the permanent ability to tell how others need to calm their egos down, or employ character development, enough to get ready to possibly receive what I did from the universe. Most people advance gradually. Everyone does not have a blasting kundalini arousal but I am telling you to intensely work on your self and you will advance quicker and farther than the average person. This will rub off on your children and others greatly. This will be out in the book that I am working on.
It is characteristic for a person who achieves the heightened perception that I have to retreat from the world. That is what I did for many years. You retreat because you have to adjust to seeing through the false self of others. It has been observed that people like me usually work from behind the scenes to help humanity.
June was in a nursing home for the fist three months. I was there every day. She got a bed sore that never went away. You could see her back bone through the bed sore. She went through terrible long-suffering. After three months the medicare ran out and my elderly father and I took her home to care for her. I ran a full in-home hospital-like operation with my father assisting me. This included a Hoyer Lift, wheel chair, overall CNA work, communication with doctors, nurses, aids, social workers, pharmacies, Eucharistic ministers, being a host for visitors, shopping, cooking, getting up at 3:00 am every morning to check her and many other considerations. I hired a professional CNA to assist me in the second year of the operation but I still supervised and worked every day. The aid’s name that I hired was Mary. Mary was a good companion for my mother.
One night when I walked into my mothers room and Mary was washing her hair I overheard Mary say to my mother, “You have a very good son June.”
I was born in Wisconsin to a Roman Catholic family. My mother June was a talented writer and started her own service club. My father Joe was a Right-of-Way agent for Bell telephone. Joe was an avid golfer and overall sports enthusiast. Joe would play sports with me and I became a life-long athlete.
I was known as a rebel and was expelled from the Catholic school I attended at the age of fourteen. I was arrested at nineteen for being a thief and was placed on probation. Around this time, not being happy, I turned inward. I worked at different jobs that did not satisfy my budding inner life. I traveled down south several times reading books trying to find myself. In 1980, at the age of twenty-seven, I enrolled at a local college. I was now in an interesting environment. I was curious about almost everything and I eventually majored in speech and psychology or speaking and thinking.
Many people told me that I was funny. I was able to make them laugh about unusual subjects. In the summers of 1981 and 1982, while still a college student, I traveled to Minneapolis and pursued the art of stand-up comedy. During these summers I would write comedy, run twenty-five miles a week and perform comedy at night. I was also a juggler but did not juggle in my stand-up act. I took up Hatha yoga and studied nutrition. In Minneapolis, I interacted with the local up-and-coming comedians. Minneapolis at that time had a small close-knit comedy culture that produced a good number of comedians and some became quite famous. I was making audiences laugh shortly after I started. During this time I was also performing comedy in other cities. I planned on being a professional comedian.
Catholicism conditioned me to have a clear inner voice. I had to make people laugh and the only way I could see to do it was to be brutally honest with myself. I thought honesty would align me with common reality. The Sisters of St. Agnes, who taught me, always told me to tell the truth. So I was continually examining myself and weeding out delusional thinking. This became my way of life.
One day in 1983, I was alone at my parents house and all of a sudden I had a massive spontaneous kundalini awakening. The awakening of this spiritual energy made me realize my self. I achieved the ability, among others, to see through other peoples egos or read their hearts. I was forever changed. In 1983 there was no internet or otherwise easily accessible information for me to be able to find out what had happened to me. Because of the massive explosion of energy my nervous and digestive system had to rebuild.
Due to what happened to me, I changed my plans and soon moved in with my best friend and her son. We lived together for many years. I hid out in college going on and off for thirteen years. I read one book after another to understand what happened to me. I eventually received an M.A. in Speech/Rhetoric and also amassed many extra college credits. Currently I am an investor and forever a student.
I am repentant of the trouble I got into years ago and the embarrassment it brought to my parents. People that knew me when I was a kid remark that I sure changed my ways. I went through what I call psycho/spiritual/physical alchemy or I transformed myself by healing the past and living in the ongoing present.
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