Anyone Had Mystical Experiences in Childhood?

[An young being]

7 hours ago, DefinitelyNotARobot said:

Now was THAT a mystical experience? My grandfather had turned the milk into wine. A true Jesus moment right there.

Now all I could wonder is whether you drank it or not. If you did, that definitely would count as a mystical experience!

[toasty7718]

Dude. Absolutely. 
 

I've not met many people who've shared the same experiences I've had with early childhood. But the best way I can articulate it is is almost as if my early childhood (age 0-5) was a psychedelic dream that you gradually forget as you get older. Funnily enough, it was through smoking DMT that my memories from this era of my life were reignited. 
 

Imagination was reality. If I imagined something, then it would materialize before me. I would go into my own mind and play these types of games ... it was almost as if I visited an "astral plain," or something like that. I saw reality as it was, but my imagination was so intense that the room around me was subject to influence from it.

 

Another thing that brings back memories is the breath-hold portion of the WHM, which feels a bit like DMT. 

[JayT79]

The only experience I had is at age of 5, my mother told me about the Christian Religion and how we were created by God and we're going to have to face judgment. After our conversation in the car, I started to look at my hands intensely in awe how was it possible I could be here. It was almost to the point where I almost scared myself to death in deep thought. Then I said to myself, "I'm all alone".

[Lilia]

As an initiator of this thread, let me just say how much I love reading through everybody's experiences and formulations.

I especially love how no one's switching on a guru and dismissing the experiences being discussed.

[Lilia]

It wasn't necessarily a mystical experience, but when I was around 5-7 and learnt to write, I would often sit down and write down 'essays' about big philosophical issues, such as happiness, God, life purpose, etc.

Some years ago my mum found a box with those writings. There was one that read something like: "God is not what you think. God is everything. Everywhere you look, you see God. You are God, and everybody is too." Another one read: "There's just one life purpose - to experience life."

My family wasn't religious, but my mum was into New Age and esoterics. She'd often talk to me about energies, healing and karma, so I could have been inspired by some of what she read. I don't think I was, but maybe I just don't remember. What I remember for sure is how 'high' I felt when I was writing the essays. I still remember the perfume of that flow, and now am learning to evoke it in adulthood.