Chapter 9: Missing Pieces Return

I was driving home late at night in the rain to Clear Lake, California, on the two-lane Silverado Trail in Napa. I felt a strange sensation and the inside of my car filled with a light violet mist. I blacked out.

I awakened in the dark, sitting alone in my car, staring into the rain and slowly rolling down a narrow, two-lane highway. My heart was pounding wildly as I guided the car over to the road's shoulder. My hands were shaking as I stopped the car. Everything was strange and new. The rain on the car roof boomed like thunder. The soft glow of the dashboard lights caught my reflection, and startled me. I heard the quiet tones of a radio announcer.

"This is KSOL, serving all San Francisco Bay Area listeners. This segment is dedicated to a special person, known as RaMa in another reality, who has just tuned in. RaMa, we have a little story to tell you so listen carefully. You are known here as Ken Page. You are a thirty-eight-year-old man and live about one hundred miles north of here. Just now the original Ken Page was almost involved in a head on car accident, but instead of crashing we used this opportunity to bring you into this dimension through the gate opened by an underground nuclear blast. You previously existed in a timeless state of creation and were able to enter easily because you know how to be present and live in the moment."

As I listened to this, the glimmering outline of an older man appeared next to me on the passenger seat. I recognized him as the old man that had visited me in my school yard years ago and taken a part of me away, because I was drawing attention to myself. I began to tremble. I had seen him many times.

The old man continued the narration of the radio announcer. "I'm a Time Guardian. You knew me in another life and dimension. You have just had what the beings here term 'a close call.' We call it a walk-in experience. Here, let me show you."

With a wave of his hand the windshield turned into a screen. On it I saw a car speeding through the night rain. A man was driving the car. As I watched, I realized that I had become the driver of the car. A glint of light sparkled in a drop of water on my windshield. The glint grew larger, separating into two flickering balls of light, and then into two brilliant headlights. They were on my side of the road. I panicked and stomped down hard on the brakes. All four wheels instantly locked. The oncoming headlights filled the car's windows as it slid sideways. Everything slowed down. I could feel the tires skidding helplessly on the rain-slicked asphalt and saw the blurred orange parking lights between the brilliant headlights of the oncoming car. My heart pounded as I slid into the white wall of light and thought, I'm going to die. The next thing I knew, I was rolling down the road in my car.

I turned to the old man full of questions and found he had disappeared. I felt calm. I understood I was RaMa/Ken Page and driving home. Weird.

Further down the road, I stopped at an all night cafe and gas station. As I gassed the car and looked around, I noticed the station looked like a set from a 1930s Hollywood movie. I went inside to pay for the gas. The person behind the counter was the same old man that had joined me in the car, except now he was very physical, and looked like the old man in the grocery store who protected me when I played hooky in the first grade. Seeing my flash of recognition, he simply nodded, smiled, and said, "There's a story I need to tell you."

I glanced into his deep, clear-blue eyes. They looked just like mine. The old man looked like my father and mother combined, and I felt calmer and more unified than ever before. The old man began to share his story. As he spoke, I saw little pictures in my mind's eye of the experiences the old man was describing.

"Young man, your life is about to completely change. No matter what happens to you, stay focused within your heart and search for your soul. I am not permitted to tell you everything about your destiny. What I can tell you is that you and others you will some day meet have important work to do here. One of the reasons you were chosen is that you are unique and brave and have the ability to create your own reality.

"In the times ahead you will see great and important shifts in your life. You are here to experience all life on Earth. We felt it was necessary for you to forget everything you knew about Sananda MaRa, the Time Guardians, and your origins. We know it has been difficult for you to fit in with the customs of this planet. We felt this would be the safest way for you to hide your identity during this time of growth. In this lifetime you will need to master every experience on earth. Listen to your inner voice. It will not lead you astray. You have the ability to register within you all that you witness. At times this will overwhelm you, but it is a vital part of why you are here.

"What you need to know is within you and within the people who will seek your help. Only a few before you have found what you are seeking. You are on a great mission. There have been those who achieved wisdom, power, and understanding, but when they found it they disappeared. We have left certain keys for you, pieces of the puzzle. You have also been given a holographic blueprint of what you are seeking, encoded as a template, but for now it is to remain hidden. The template can only be activated through a combination of timing, wisdom, compassion, experience, and energy. No one else can activate this information. You have learned how to stay safe, how to survive. You have more to learn about power. More to learn about helping and healing. There are those who will want to stop you. They are very powerful, and they will stop at nothing. For this reason it is important for you to stay alert and present. More than this I cannot tell you. I wish you well and we will meet again."

When he finished the old man turned and disappeared into a back room of the cafe. Deep in thought, I left to continue my journey. But as I got into my car I realized I had not paid for the gas. As I turned back to the cafe, a different scene opened before me. The cafe was now closed up, weather beaten, windows boarded. A long faded "For Sale" sign hung askew over the pumps. The place was deserted and forlorn. Confused and rattled by the sudden change, I quickly started my car, driving once more into the night. I wanted to get home.

I was apprehensive as I arrived home to my wife and two children. I felt so unusual, alive in a new way. Something inside of me was moving faster. My thoughts and feelings came quickly. My emotional body was wide open. I was shifting into a higher, faster gear than I had ever experienced before.

I lived by an old lake. I strangely felt like it and the pine trees were supporting me as I parked the car. I greeted my wife at the front door. I was a much younger man as I embraced her. I kissed her with a freshness, appreciation, and enthusiasm I had not felt since the early days of our marriage. The kiss was just like our first kiss. She looked as beautiful as the day I met her. I felt a warm glow in my heart. I began realizing that everything felt new, fresh, reborn.

A I poured out everything about the highway experience I'd just had. I noticed my breathing was deeper and more relaxed. I felt taller, tall as a giant, and as I embraced her again, I felt part of everything, holding all of creation in my arms. Something else was different. I was in love with everything, especially her. I became obsessed with loving her and with the mystery of where the energy we were fervently creating was taking us.

Up to that time, I was half aware of what people were calling sacred or spiritual sexuality and had wondered what people were talking about. Now I knew. She was right there with me moment by moment. I never knew making love could take us to another reality, a reality for which we had no name. We just knew to call it Love. Afterwards, as we lay arm and arm a quietness and oneness came over us, a blanket of love. All the conflicts we had dissolved.

Maybe something had happened to me. We enjoyed this state for sometime, but as my wife realized, I was not the same person. She began to feel uncomfortable with this new reality. I also began to become confused about my feelings. I knew that what had happened to me affected my heart and soul, because I continued to feel a warmth around my heart. I began to ask questions that had never concerned me before. I began to wonder about my soul.