“Discovery consists of seeing
what everybody has seen and thinking what nobody has thought.”
Albert von Szent-Gyorgyi
Chapter 1
You may see someone you know has
died, and it’s not a ghost. You may see
someone walking down the street, after you just talked to them in another city,
country. You may see your spouse or
someone else’s with someone other than their spouse, and thinks it is them, but
it’s not really them. You may know
someone has aged 20 or 30 years but when you see them walking down the street,
they haven’t aged at all since you saw them 30 years ago. You may be accused of a crime, or even
murder, and you know you didn’t have anything to do with it but the witness
swears it was you! You may hear someone
call your name, first and last and see someone who looks just like you
responding. You may look in your
rearview mirror and see you staring back from another truck that is exactly
like yours. You may run into yourself
wearing the same clothes, same haircut, even the same tattoo. Or stranger still, you may see two of you
that look exactly like you but of a different gender. And once in awhile you
see a whole family that is not the family that you know, but looks like them!!!
These are experiences people have
written to me about, from all around the world.
I have had many that were just like this next experience; Dorothy McGee
wrote me of hers:
WAS IT HIS DAUGHTER?
“Well, when I was a little
girl my mom used to take me to this ‘mall’, which we’d just call an oversized
strip mall today, so that I could ride my bike in the unused part of the
lot. My grandmother and her would sit in the car and watch people walk by (which I
never really understood).”
“One time the mall was almost
closed with the exception of a High’s Convenience Store, so I rode my bike on
the sidewalk that day. I’d stopped
outside the door of High’s to check on the back tire of my bike and an older
man came out. He grabbed my arm and told
me that I was a bad girl for leaving the car and that he was going to give me a
whooping. I was very frightened, so I
tried to pull away from him and started screaming for him to let go. My mother heard me and came running with my
grandmother behind her. When she got
there she told the man to let go of me!
He told her to ‘stay out of his business!’ Between my mother pulling one arm and him
pulling the other, I felt like a rope in tug-of-war. I don’t think he felt so good either when my
grandmother started beating his back, but he wouldn’t let go.”
“Needless to say, all of this
attracted the attention of a police officer who was patrolling the area. Both the man and my mother were in a heated
shouting match over whose kid I was, and the officer got me away from both of
them and put me in his car until they could settle the issue. Basically, the officer asked me who was right
and I told him. The man pulled out a
picture of his daughter, and no one could believe the resemblance. The only difference between the two of us was
the hair cut!!!”
The next experience points out
some of those strange similarities that identical twins will have, but these
two were look-alikes.
“In 1900 King Umberto of Italy came face to face with a man who looked
just like him. The king and his
aide-de-camp Gen. Emiho Ponzio-Vaglia arrived in the town of Monza, a few miles outside Milan. The
next day the king was to present the prizes at an athletic meet. The night of their arrival he and his aide
went to a small restaurant for dinner.
As the owner was taking their order, the king noticed that he and the
patron were virtually doubles, in both face and build. He remarked on this, and as the two men
talked an extraordinary series of parallels emerged which caused both of them
to marvel. Both were born on the same day, year, same town, and had the same
name. They were both married on April 22, 1868. Both wives were named Margarita, and they
both had a son named Vittorio. They
had been decorated for bravery together on two occasions, the first time in
1866, when Umberto had been a private and the king a colonel, and the second
time in 1870, when each had been promoted to sergeant and corps commander. With this final revelation the patron
returned to his duties, and the king, turning to his aide, said, ‘I intend to
make that man a Cavaliere of the Crown of Italy tomorrow. Be sure he comes to the meet.’”
“The following day, true to his word, the king asked for his double
only to be told that the man had died that day in a shooting accident. Shocked, the king asked his aide to find out
when the funeral was to take place so that he might attend. At that very moment three shots rang out,
fired by an assassin. The first of them
missed the king, but the second two pierced his heart and killed him
instantly.”
Fact is stranger than fiction!!!
If we acknowledge that there is a plan to our being, and that there is
another substance that experiences the body and then leaves it, it would all
make sense. This is where the look-alike
comes into view again. The model types
are pre-programmed, so if we
acknowledge that, it
would make sense that there was a reason for these types. If
there is a reason for these types, and we as spirit come into these types, then
it is for us to experience them. This
would mean that there is a plan and that there is something
behind all of this that created it for the particular purpose of
experiencing.