darkness…

no where…

no thing…

just here...

I am

every~thing…

not sum…

not body...

just here…

I am

no time…

for now…

until now…

I am

 

 

 

Suddenly, I am back in my body like a hand being inserted into a glove…

Blackness is all I see, meanwhile I am present to the most intense pain. Help!! I am on fire!

 

Then I become aware of the beast—on top of me—killing me. I grab hold of it. With all of my might, I desperately try to make Him stop. But it is no use. This beast has unfathomable strength and is as unforgiving as a machine. In no time, I can not take anymore. I surrender and let go

 

Now it has stopped. And so does my screaming, which I realize was coming from me when I feel my jaw relax. The pain is now a terrible buzzing sensation but minor compared to the moment priors, so I welcome it gladly. “This must be what it feels like to be born,” I say to myself~

 

 

~*~

In 2003, I was dragged a total of 10 feet after a pick-up truck sideswiped me while I was sitting by myself on a curb at around midnight. The driver was a local Atlanta business owner, who had parked on a small street across from his restaurant. The combination of him being so used to his routine leaving his business quickly and me being a bit intoxicated and sitting somewhere where he couldn’t see me, led to me getting caught under the front of his vehicle. To avoid getting pulled under the front wheel, I grabbed onto his front bumper and moved to the center while I was still being dragged down the street. The man driving ignored my screams at first, later saying he thought it was someone he knew "playing a trick" on him, but when the screaming kept on and kept getting louder he realized it was no joke and he finally stopped.

 

Friends of mine drove me to a hospital after I adamantly refused treatment from the EMT that arrived. I don't go to doctors unless I know something is wrong they can help me with, but in this case my friends wouldn't let me get away with not going. When we arrived the doctors were amazed I had not broken any bones upon hearing what had happened. Although, I did have some massive scrapes along my backside. No one understood how it was possible. But I knew. I had witnessed everything... from outside of my body. And I could also remember being unconscious in my body at the same time. It’s hard to explain, but all I can say is that it felt as if something else was helping me to move so that I wouldn’t get run over.

 

For a few weeks after that I was known around town as the girl who got hit by a truck. It was annoying mainly because I was already in a huge amount of pain, and I had people coming up to me and slapping me on the back "congratulating" me or joking and telling me I was an idiot for sleeping under a truck. One person in particular I remember calling me "stupid" straight to my face is a woman named Sonja Leigh who now thinks she’s some big-shot country singer in Hollywood and even mentioned me when I had disappeared, probably mostly to get more hits on her FB page unlike my true friends. But whatever, she knows nothing of what it is to be a true celebrity in this world. Meanwhile, I remember everything~

 

The best thing about the experience for me was that it changed me immediately. I became more humble, while more vigilant about expressing my needs and myself. One of the reasons I had been so intoxicated was that many people had offered me drinks at the bar that night, and I didn’t turn them down when I should have. I learned a vital lesson that night.

 

These days, I do not go to a club to "hang" or drink—I go to DANCE! I go to feel amazing in my body! I do not care to drink or even be around smoke when I am out. To me, dancing and celebrating the stars and galaxies above is something I want to be fully aware of and engaged in. I do not want to numb myself to this bliss in any way. I have always felt I was meant for big things in this world, but I do not need to prove anything to anyone. I just love being myself. And I don't know why but other people have always seemed to enjoy me doing this too.

I love this life! It is my time. I am free

Constant Healing,

Victoria Moon

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