There were two major anomalies in our valley that were timeless question marks that constantly challenged my perception of reality. The first was a (right) footprint in a small, detached, roughly 20x30cm stone that was placed on the side of the road on top of some other rocks to make it raised as people would touch, kiss and worship it. The footprint was roughly about 3 to 5cm deep in the stone that had no sign of being cracked, chiseled or anything.
Just about 3-5minutes up the river from the footprint, on the same side, there was a (right) footprint of a horse in a giant rock that was again engraved by about 3 to 5cm down. Neither looked like it was carved. Both looked like they were done by standing on top of the rock and the foot going down into the stone.
I have touched, kissed and seen both of these footprints many, many times growing up; they have served as both awe-inspiring and paradigm-shattering questions that I have been wondering how that is even possible. It must have been done by someone who was very advanced spiritually to leave their footprint in the rock as if it were a sponge! Now, with the hindsight of 2021, I understand how that is possible.
I have been pondering about who that person / entity may have been, when they passed there and for what purpose did they leave their and their horse's footprint?
I guess it has been to show the people who would live there in the future of the power we have and that even a rock is malleable to someone who, perhaps as a result of their spiritual mastery, can press into shape even stones without breaking or cracking them.... I yearn to know who it was, perhaps it was Babaji or Imam Mahdi Zaman or some other Ascended Masters who is perhaps still with us? I want to know and meet them!
One day in school I saw a small bundle of money in front of me that had fallen out of the pocket of one of the students --- who had brought the fee to the teacher, it was about 500 Afghani, but it never reached the teacher because I stole it! Yeah you read that right, I stole it and it haunted me for over two decades until I did enough healing and forgave myself. Here is how it happened: I took the money sneakily and immediately raised my hand to ask the teacher that I wanted to go to the toilet. I went outside and hid the money in the stone wall next to our school and went back inside. Shortly after the student realized he had lost the money so the teacher got us all to stand in a line and get searched but obviously no one had it because I hid it outside hahahaha. After school, I went back to the stone wall and took the money. For some time I was balling because even 500 at that time for a 5-8years old seems a lot... I have no idea where it all went other than a small amount that some relatives had borrowed from me.
This has been chewing my conscience for over two decades, I felt sorry for the guy especially after I saw him again years later when I had moved to the city (see chapter #1). I didn't know how to heal and forgive myself for this, but eventually I did and it was like 5 tons of weight was taken off my shoulders!
Another time I got seen stealing the grapes of one of the far-neighbours and one day I happened to be near their house and the guy who was also one of our teachers in school saw me... He started walking towards me and I knew exactly why! I didn't run or anything but graciously paid the price in the amount of a hard-hitting-slap on my right cheek. Lesson learnt. The hard way.
The future was uncertain and there was no hope in the beginning. I went through a lot of hardship, experienced lack and my parents passed away when I was just a young kid - but I'm grateful for all of that because it taught me lessons, made me strong and helped me develop my character and strive to have big ambitions, goals and mission to manifest a world full of harmony, peace, love, unity and kinship with our Creator.
I actually foresaw the departure of my beloved father and brother to heaven in a dream-vision years before it happened. Even though this happened in my early, early childhood, I still remember the dream-vision clearly: my father and brother, from this incarnation, were going somewhere and they wanted me to come with them but I did not want to go... I wanted to stay with my mother.
Somehow, even in the dream-vision, I knew they wouldn't come back so I was crying and trying to convince them to stay. But they left and I stayed with my mother who then woke me up from the dream-vision because I was crying loudly and for a very long time. I remember waking up crying uncontrollably while my mother tried to calm me down. At that time I did not understand the meaning of this dream-vision, but many years later, after my father and brother had passed away, I realized that it happened just the way I saw it in the dream-vision.
My best-friend-turned-girlfriend-turned-soul-mate, was the first person in 2020 with whom I shared this dream-vision almost one and half decades later since its inception. From August, 2021 onwards, the whole world gets to see it as well as some of my other Transcendent Dream-Visions.