A listener writes “I was about 8 or 9 when I at my grandmother’s house while my parents worked. It was about 6 of us grandkids that would stay but I was the runt. We would all go to this place we called the saw dust pile behind my aunts house. It was a huge pile of sawdust back there for no reason. I’m talking 30 foot pile.
We would all play and slide down it for hours. Well on this day the older kids went somewhere and left me behind bc I was so small. So I was bored sitting there alone and went outside. I decided I will go to the saw dust pile. So I grabbed some hot wheels cars and headed out. The saw dust pile is behind my aunts house. My aunts house is like 30 yds from my grandmother’s house. The pile is 50-60 yds from my aunts.
So I’m walking and seeing which cars I have in my pocket and I walk past my aunts house to the dirt path that leads to the pile. The path splits to the right and goes behind her house to the pile. The left goes down a hill and was private property. We never would go to the left. I get to the fork and just briefly entertained going down there, but was like naw I’m not.
I take a step to go right and I see something coming up the left side of fork and I freeze. This thing looks like a bear because it’s on four legs. As a child it was looking like a bear because it was big and on four legs at first glimpse. Then I saw it was more burnt orange ish in color and I was like wat the….. then I saw that it didn’t walk like a bear, it reached if that makes sense. Walked like a monkey. I looked and said that thing is muscular because it has big calves.
Well then it stood up on two legs and they weren’t calves they were forearms. It was an orangutan, but in shape not chunky. It stood up and turned its head to the left. When it turned its head I jetted. I ran and there was no way it was catching me. As a kid I was the fastest baseball player east of the Mississippi River I was told by scouts. So I always knew I was lighting fast. So I broke out and hauled it back to my grandmother’s house. I work as a game warden now, I always loved the outdoors and that didn’t stop me from doing so because I just brushed it off as (I don’t know what actually) so I hesitate to tell people my story.
I just told people I trust last year. 4 people to be exact. I asked my brother if he was ever told by grandma never to go down the left side of the dirt path when we were kids. He said no, why? I told him my story and he laughed. So I stopped telling him.”
Ron S
Yeah, it’s my ugly green mug again… Often feeling intuitively sharp and other times feeling (like now with this encounter) that maybe I’m reaching for answers a little more.
Nevertheless, maybe somehow, someone more wise than me will make additional sense to things, so here goes (for what it’s worth).
I think about this divine message I received once about “trees are people too”, I know there’s a lot more in that message I haven’t solved yet.
What if in one respect, that souls who don’t go to heaven basically become nothing more than nutrients for the soil, (I’ve had other intuitions like this before)… But more specifically, not just nutrients in general but more specifically as food for the Earth to grow trees.
I saw this big logging truck today on the highway and it made me feel uneasy that these three connected trailers being pulled along by the semi made me think of a wagon of death or something. These stacks of logs hit me in a weird way that they were more than just logs.
Just think about this for a moment, what if these human souls who didn’t contribute in life to mankind, learn to appreciate nature, be thankful for or praise the “light” in life would have to do so in the form of their spirit becoming a tree as payback in the afterlife where they would be forced to do so. This seems interesting to me.
There is Biblical reference to evil being forced by God to eat dust… What if this figuratively and literally refers (in one way) to sawdust as well? I almost want to chuckle but also in other ways it makes me sad… So I hold back any reaction and stand neutral on it for now as I really don’t know one way or the other, it’s just a thought that caught me off guard.
Christs cross was originally wood and if he was bound to it with nails, maybe this is additional confirmation or a nod to being affixed to mankind’s sin and punishments in tree form?
Idk, has anyone ever made this connection before? I definitely haven’t heard of it, but it does make sense to me.
God Bless you all 🌞🙏🏼❤️
Ron S
Oh yeah, family tree!… Or family line of trees? I sure hope not for myself. I was hoping to at least get a servants job in Heaven… I’d be grateful to even have the title of “The Lowly Holy Foot Washer” or something, anything!… 😂🙏🏼