I’m a journalist who reports on "hard reality." Then my own life glitched.
My career is built on facts, things I can photograph and verify. So, I wasn't looking for ghosts or God (even though I might have been without knowing it). But in January 2020, I had an experience that challenged my skepticism. It started with a sensation of "static" in the background of my life, and culminated in a voice asking a single question: "Do you trust me?" When I answered "Yes," I experienced a separation of consciousness. I felt my physical body rotting while simultaneously being bathed in unconditional love. It wasn't a hallucination; it felt more real than the desk I’m sitting at now. Over the next few months, I was shown things that terrified me. I saw red dots spreading on a map, a vision of a pandemic I later connected to when the world shut down. I was warned about an "invisible war" of the human spirit. And I was shown the "sea of possibilities," where our choices create branching timelines. The moment that fin...
