Touching the Source E-Book

Eugene Dickerson

• Herausgeber: WS
• Kategorie: Ratgeber
• Sprache: Englisch

Seitenzahl: 210

Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2024

Beschreibung

Touching the Source is a spiritually captivating and mesmerizing true story. After numerous direct encounters with what humans refer to as a higher power or a god, Eugene Dickerson accepted that his life would never be the same again and vowed to share his experiences with the world. This extraordinary, nonreligious memoir is about an average man who, during the most difficult time in his life, cries out for help to what he believes to be a spiritual authority and receives a series of shocking responses.

This amazing memoir describes in great detail their otherworldly encounters and expresses them with hauntingly beautiful illustrations. This book tells the story from the author's unique perspective and ultimately reveals who we truly are, why we're here, what lies ahead, and provides answers to questions we assumed we never had. The purpose of the book is to inspire readers to have a life-altering, direct spiritual experience with the unseen force residing within them at this moment.

Topics include:

• Out-of-body-experiences
• Understanding the subconscious mind
• Astral travel
• Encounters in the spiritual realms and the deceased
• Lucid dreams
• And so much more!

Chapters include:

• Awakened in the Tomb
• Encountering the Light
• Raising the Sleeping Serpent
• One Eternal Being Disguised as Billions
• Witnessing the End Is Where It Begins
• Nonphysical Orchestrations
• The Rock That Begat Me
• Guiding the Dragon's Mighty Power
• Malo and the Knowledge of Good and Evil
• Portals to the Material Realms of Experience

“This is a next-level spiritual breakthrough! One of the most spiritually powerful books written in years. I found myself contemplating a personal encounter with the Creator of the Universe.”

—Gloria Stone, TV host of The Wonderful World of Astrology

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Touching The Source

A Remarkable Disclosure

Eugene Dickerson

Published by Eugene Dickerson

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Touching The Source / A Remarkable Disclosure

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Cover & Interior Illustrations by Roberto Cruz

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I dedicate this book to all the beautiful individuals who desire a deeper meaning and purpose in life. This is for those who seek definitive answers to humanity’s biggest questions by way of direct spiritual experience, instead of accepting what has already been proclaimed as the only truth. And for those who are curious about the fundamental nature of who you really are, why you are here, and what happens next...

This book was written for you.

“The key to having it all is realizing it is already yours.”

– Malo

Introduction

While my story may seem unbelievable, it is true. You have the option to accept or reject it. I am not more exceptional than anyone else; I am simply an ordinary person who has had extraordinary experiences. Despite my efforts to suppress it, this story within me appears to have taken on a life of its own and demands to be told, leaving me feeling as if I were carrying hot stones that I can no longer hold. Whether this book sells a single copy or millions, I know that I have done what the Spirit intended: to share with humanity my personal experiences with The Source. Throughout this book, I will refer to the same entity by many names—the Spirit, One Infinite Being, Higher Self, among others—but they all refer to what mankind calls “God,” the Divine Source.

The mystical experiences occurred shortly after the most painful period of my life, when I was psychologically on the verge of a breakdown. I contemplated death, but the fear of what would happen after death intimidated me, and I was at a loss as to what to do next. Ultimately, I collapsed in my bedroom one day and yelled fiercely, with every ounce of sincerity, “God, please help me!” Within a matter of weeks, I started experiencing otherworldly encounters that permanently altered my perception of myself, humanity, and the nature of reality. I spent several years secluding myself and diligently documenting my ongoing mystical experiences with the Source.

While I have contemplated the mysteries of who we are and how we came to be, I have not spent years in any spiritual training, practicing intense meditation, joining different branches of religion, summoning spirits, or performing ceremonies in an effort to gain information from dimensions beyond our physical awareness. I did, however, make an honest and private appeal to someone or something I perceived as a higher authority during a desperate moment in my life. I will recount the remarkable experiences chronologically, beginning at the age of forty-four and spanning approximately three years, from autumn 2014 to winter 2017, while residing in Knoxville, Tennessee.

I no longer believe in coincidences, and the manner in which the words of this book have reached your ears is not coincidental. Moreover, to the best of my ability, I intend to offer you the most brutally candid testimony possible regarding the profound spiritual experiences that snuck into my life like a thief in the night, clearly revealing far more than we ever considered humans to be. It is my aspiration that by openly sharing my otherworldly experiences with the Source, I may inspire as many individuals as possible to intentionally dwell upon the source of life that exists within them right now. I am confident that the key to living a meaningful life is a spiritual key, one that leads to profound self-discovery and the absolute fulfillment of your heart’s eternal desire.

While I regard myself as a deeply spiritual individual, I am not an advocate of any particular religion. I do, however, encourage individuals to look within themselves to become aware of and directly connected to their own source of life, which contains the solutions to all we yearn to discover. Each of us possesses a source of life energy that is sensitive to our every desire. Therefore, it is crucial that we look inward to uncover what we truly desire above all else. All of the personal information I reveal and expand upon in this book is based on direct experiences with the Source, as well as spiritual breakthroughs gathered during my adventures throughout the vast spiritual realms.

Chapter 1

Awakened in the Tomb

How did I get into this place?

I kept telling myself that I wasn’t in the same place I was before going to bed. I was frightened; the surroundings were barely illuminated, and I found myself within a cave that felt more like a sealed vault. When I looked to my left and right, I observed that I had no physical form. In the midst of terror, I was simultaneously conscious of my personal identity and aware that I was also completely invisible. When I understood I wasn’t dreaming, I felt doomed. I had no idea how I could reason without a brain or a physical body. I was horrified because I knew I was imprisoned in a vault with no way out.

Then, suddenly, it was as if a long-lost memory came rushing back to me. As if I remembered something I’d long since forgotten. I’m in a tomb, I told myself. I’m within my own skull. Despite my shock, there was something about the tomb that reminded me of something I’d encountered before. I understood that this tomb also served as a womb, and I instinctively knew where to push in order to escape. Without physical hands, I pushed on the base of my skull, which gave way, and pulled myself out, much like a newborn infant.

Once I’d escaped my skull, I immediately became aware that I was in my bedroom. I recognized the objects that were in the room when I fell asleep. Despite the absence of a physical body, I turned around and noticed my physical body lying on the bed to the left of my conscious awareness. I had separated myself from myself and was looking at . . . myself. My mind was blown to smithereens. I struggled to maintain my composure.

Regardless of the fact that my physical body was pale and lifeless, revelations from the spiritual realm began to pour into my conscious awareness regarding what I was experiencing. I was mindful that these instantaneous realizations were being provided by higher levels of consciousness.

I observed my body. It was vibrating at an excessively rapid rate. The sound was incredible and rumbled, reminding me of a jack hammer splitting concrete on a New York City sidewalk. My body was vibrating at such a fast rate, I realized that was why it appeared to be still. I could see into my body on a quantum level, and it was a reality within a world unto itself. I also realized that the body I assumed to be my identity was actually a mask or costume I was only wearing, and that my invisible consciousness was the animating force that moved it.

I wondered if I was dead and feared that if I didn’t get back inside that body, I’d surely die. I felt an intuitive urge to imagine myself back in the costume I had previously been wearing. Although I was invisible and yet consciously aware, I could feel my spiritual eyes close, and I imagined myself back in the physical body I’d been wearing, lying on the bed before me. It appeared to work; I suddenly felt movement, as if my consciousness was morphing forward, and then abruptly sensed I was firmly constrained, as if a wall had collapsed around me.

I could not see. But I was aware that I’d returned to the body from which I had been separated moments ago. I began to visualize my fingers wriggling, followed by my toes. I continued in this manner for what felt like an eternity. I felt as if I were in a straitjacket attempting to escape. I became aware of my breath. Slowly, I inhaled and exhaled. I was so stunned that all I could do was hold still. I sensed my way to my eyelids, and gradually, I opened them. As I peered around the room, I lay in my bed for what seemed like hours, weeping in utter shock at what had just happened.

I had no idea how long this event lasted because I had lost all perception of time. I was motionless on my bed, and the silence was almost excruciating. As I lay still, attempting to recover my faculties amid the experience’s trauma, I began to receive additional revelations from a far higher source, one that mankind commonly refers to as God, and I was certain it was genuine and pure. It felt as if I was receiving information rather than thinking about it. The Source conveyed to me that I was not, in essence, my corporeal body. The body is a garment that we wear while portraying a unique personality, similar to an actor when he or she enters the stage. Moreover, my inherent identity—and all conscious beings’ true nature—is indestructible, everlasting conscious awareness.

We are continuously assuming physical bodies in order to accomplish the numerous roles that have been assigned to us. You’ll play cop and robber, judge and judged, wealthy man and beggar, male and female, black and white, and so forth. You will explore them all, but none is more critical than the others in terms of conscious expansion. Expansion is accomplished by believing that the character you are playing is who you really are, and you will play every character to the hilt until the appointed time when the Spirit reveals who you truly are. It will occur when you are alone and when you least expect it, and you will also understand that it is not something that can be proven in the physical world. You will undoubtedly know that the experience was intended just for you and that it is genuine, and no amount of convincing will ever persuade you otherwise.

More than ever, I was convinced that being reborn actually involves more than being submerged in water with the assistance of a local pastor, being sprinkled with holy water, confessing your sins to a stranger, or accepting something external to me to save myself. I recognized that what all the Great Masters were attempting to convey was that being born again is experiencing something mystical from above. Being born again is discovering who you deeply are, and who you deeply are is not your physical body, but eternal consciousness. You were never truly born; it only seems as though you were, and you will not cease to exist; you are a transcendent being who is passing through numerous states of consciousness.

From that moment on, the fear of death was erased from my belief system, which was delightfully liberating. My senses were now extremely heightened, and I was certain, beyond a shadow of a doubt, that I would continue to exist. I intuitively knew this because the Spirit revealed it to me firsthand through a personal experience, not because someone else told me. Revelations continued to come to me while I was still lying in bed in a state of heightened awareness. It didn’t feel like I expected it to. It felt as if I had simply received information or a series of pure thoughts. I was aware that this experience had been divinely appointed, and I was also aware that others had encountered similar experiences but may have chosen not to share them. I had the sudden realization that my previous habitual thoughts over time had accelerated and intensified my first of many mystical experiences.

I am endlessly intrigued by the nature of God’s existence. I was a member of the church in the small town where I was raised. I started attending this church as a child and became involved in a variety of events. I especially enjoyed Sunday school and Jesus’ teachings. At the age of seven, I remember attending tent revivals and speaking in what the church referred to as “tongues.” I remember it vividly to this day, but I couldn’t tell you what I was saying—just that my mouth was being moved by something I couldn’t control. I was a devout member of the church, and the members loved me.

When I became too old to attend Sunday school, I was required to stay upstairs with the adults and listen to the sermons, and my outlook on the church shifted dramatically. The preacher shouted aggressively about a vengeful God, fire and brimstone, and eternal damnation, frightening me. Even at that young age, I felt as though I had a relationship with God, and everything about these sermons struck me as unnatural. I began to lose interest in church and realized that something about it no longer felt good, so I began attending less and less until I eventually stopped.

I persisted in my quest for the truth about the All-Powerful, contemplating it for years and years. I’d recently undergone a period of turmoil in my life and was uncertain about what to do next. I was alone, on the brink of a mental breakdown. One day I abruptly shouted out loud, “God, if you are there, please reveal yourself to me! Reveal my existence and the meaning!” I meant it with all my heart. To be clear, it’s prudent to exercise caution while demanding anything, because you just might receive it, as I did when I awoke in a tomb within my skull, with no physical form and in a state of shock. Furthermore, no book will ever contain all of the definitive knowledge regarding everything. While it can sometimes guide us in the right direction, it is not always conclusive. The wisdom we seek is contained within each of us, and we must individually seek it out. Everything we truly desire is now within our grasp. However, we must seek it within rather than externally.

I rose from the bed and attempted to regain my balance. The world as I knew it would never be the same again. I knew I would never be the same, either. I was powerless to ignore and erase what had happened to me.

I began to take small, cautious steps downstairs to the kitchen, where I was going to pour myself a glass of water. Innately, I knew that most likely no one would believe my story, and for now I should probably keep it to myself, as people would undoubtedly think I was insane.

Days passed. I found myself looking at reality through a magnified lens. While I was walking from one thing to the next, I became more aware of the small details all around me. Objects appeared to be different. As if the more I looked, the more objects appeared to be looking back! I had noticed these things on previous trails, but had never observed them in this manner. I could almost see through objects if I looked softly and concentrated on something without trying too hard. I could see faint auras in an energetic pattern surrounding objects I assumed were inanimate. I could view the forest from a wide-angle perspective. It used to look like a forest. But with a soft and patient approach, I could clearly see a new world delicately revealing itself to me. If I was serene and observed as if I desired to see something more, I would see a masterpiece painting in the vista of a forest or in the indentations of a mountainous cliff that would avoid my usual assessments.

As I walked through the grocery store, I noticed how alive the fruits and vegetables were. I could feel the vibrations they emitted. I took my time, marveling at the beauty of the produce resting on the shelves as the misty water randomly and softly sprinkled over them. I deliberately took my time selecting everything I desired, and I could tell which one I would choose simply by the vibration. I had never lived in such a state of appreciation before. I was witnessing an entirely new world that I was previously unaware of. I realized that nature is always with us and for us, and when we take the time to be present with it, it reveals a deeper meaning and a deeper beauty.

In the days that followed my experience, I lost interest in what had previously brought me comfort. Television shows and the evening news appeared to be of little value. I desired the spiritual revelations I was currently receiving, and I was well aware that I had only scratched the surface. I found myself withdrawing from those with whom I normally interacted. I desired isolation and total calm in order to continue this spiritual phenomenon unfolding within me. For the first time in my life, I felt really alive. I felt as if I had pressed the reset button and was experiencing life from a completely new perspective, and I began clearing a great deal of clutter.

For me, maintaining a sense of order became crucial. I began organizing; I combed through everything I owned and discarded or donated items that no longer resonated with me. I cleaned and cleaned and rearranged my furniture in a logical and orderly fashion. I deliberately thanked and expressed appreciation for the comfort and security afforded to me by my home. I repaired all of my car’s issues, detailed it, and conveyed my appreciation for its excellent service. I was in a state of appreciation for everything, and while appreciation for so-called insignificant things had previously been unimportant, it was now essential.

It had become critical to clean up my YouTube watch history and suggested videos as well. What was I doing watching all of this? Why does the system keep producing more of the same content for my inspection? I found the majority of the videos to be of little or no use to me anymore, and very monotonous. I started deleting my viewing history and discovered a whole new world on YouTube as a result. When I came across the lectures of Neville Goddard, I had no idea that I would discover one of the most influential teachers who would greatly inspire me along my path of spiritual awakening.

I started listening to the plentiful supply of Neville’s lectures. I would carefully listen to the same lecture over and over again, so I was sure not to miss anything. My God! I had the distinct feeling that I knew this guy but had forgotten about him. There was something about what this guy was saying that absolutely ignited every cell inside my body. I identified with so much of what Neville was saying, and his interpretation of the Bible, in my opinion, was spot on. Neville tells his mystical experiences in vivid detail and how they relate to the Bible and what it all means. How could I have never heard of him before? The more I listened, the better it got. I intuitively knew that I already had one of the mystical experiences he claimed to have experienced himself. Little did I know, there would be more mystical experiences that Neville claimed he had that would also happen to me. Even though Neville had departed from this time and space reality, he entered my life at the perfect moment!

It was close to three a.m. I began dozing off while listening to some gentle meditation music. I was in a state of calm. My mind was still alert, but my thoughts had ceased and my body was at rest. I began to experience magnetic vibrations all around my body. It was similar to a force, but it had a magnetic attraction. I became more alert and jerked slightly in an attempt to resist. What is this? I thought to myself. I figured I’d try to calm myself down and see if it happened again. I sensed they were approaching, and the magnetic vibration’s pull had a sound that I couldn’t place with anything I’d heard before; it was almost like the sound of an old-fashioned tea pot’s top whistle, signaling the water was ready. I jerked again in response to the distress, and the whole thing came to a halt. It was almost as if it were communicating with me. I had the distinct impression that this happens to me and many of us on a regular basis, and we are simply unaware of it.

I remained still and eased in, setting the intention to willingly allow the event to unfold again. Suddenly, I was once again aware of magnetic vibrations all around me and could hear the whistling sound. It grew closer and closer until I felt as if I were being sucked from my body. I withdrew from my physical body and found myself in another body housed within the one I had just departed. It had an energetic and translucent quality, but it was a form. I continued to rise and was concerned I would collide with the ceiling, but something within me advised me to let go, and I let go, passing directly through physical matter.

The best way I can describe what was happening is that I felt as if I were traveling through a vast, empty tunnel in space. It was dimly lit with gray tones and had the feel of a vibrational energy tunnel. The next thing I knew, I was jolted and abruptly found myself appearing in another reality. I was flying across a field, close to the ground, and my vision was directed downward. I was able to see everything in incredible detail. The details I could discern in a single blade of grass far exceeded anything I had encountered on Earth.

The more I observed my surroundings, the more I had the impression that I was in some sort of camping area. I could see RVs and trailers, and it was getting close to dawn. I seemed to come to a halt and simply hovered above the landscape. I soon realized that if I wanted to move, I needed to set an intention and execute it mentally. I considered flying to a distant area, and as soon as the thought occurred to me, I was moving toward my desired location. I had the thought that I should move up and down while in mid-flight, so I did. I began experimenting more and more, and while I was still somewhat clumsy, I was improving my maneuverability.

I suddenly noticed what appeared to be an old diner in the distance, on a lonely stretch of road. Something gave me the impression that I was in California in the early to mid 1960s. I’m not sure how I knew, but I was certain it was. I felt compelled to fly toward the lonely diner in the distance, so I took off in a flying stride. The sensation was exhilarating. As night gave way to morning light, I flew faster and faster through the air. Approaching the lonely stretch of highway, I noticed what appeared to be a classic Studebaker approaching. I slowed slightly and hovered above the deserted highway, bracing myself for the approaching car.

I floated in mid-flight, eager to get a good look at the driver of the vehicle. A gentleman in a traditional fedora hat approached me slowly, and our gazes locked. As I realized that the mysterious driver approaching in the vehicle was Neville Goddard, the event began to unfold in slow motion. It was as if we were staring at each other through the other’s eyes. I was in awe, and our gazes remained engaged for a long, intense moment. I was blindsided and feeling panicky while also unsure of my next move, so I immediately flew out into the distance. As I flew away, it appeared as though the current world I was inhabiting was transforming into darkness. Then, seemingly out of nowhere, I had the sense that I was being redirected toward the physical body I had left lying on the bed in Tennessee. I had the sensation that I was a form of steam gas that was gently reentering a pot from which it had escaped. As the energy reentered, I felt my awareness gradually return to my physical skull. Slowly, I opened my eyes.

As I lay in bed, flabbergasted by what had just occurred, I knew it was true and I could not deny it. I was awestruck by the possibilities that lay beyond our wildest dreams. I was a spiritual being unaware of the limitations, if any, in relation to what was possible, the boundaries of other realities that existed, or the mechanisms for traversing different periods of time. How is it possible to fly merely by thought? The entire mystical experience was authentic, powerful, indescribable. I also had a sense of an elusive, invisible entity accompanying me, guiding me, and revealing to me who I really am, yet at the same time, I recognized it to be myself. My encounter with Neville Goddard blindsided me, and I understood that the experience was also a foreshadowing of forthcoming mystical experiences. I acknowledged, without the use of words, that Neville was conveying to me that the mystical experiences he so elegantly describes were true. They happened to him. Now, they were happening to me.

As these mystical experiences unfolded for me, I had the marvelous feeling that I possessed the Universe’s most precious secrets and treasures, now being revealed to me. I was beginning to live in two different worlds, and the physical world’s pleasures seemed minor in contrast to these otherworldly, exquisite experiences. Furthermore, I was also mindful that whatever this enigmatic force within me was, it was now beginning to lift the veil on who and what I truly am, and I was both excited and apprehensive about what would happen next in this unbelievable new adventure that had now erupted in my life.