The Moment arrives to tell a story some of you, perhaps many of you will have difficulty believing. Yet it is true and it has stayed with me all of my life. It occurred in my childhood when I was between the ages of 4 or 5. I was an innocent child unexposed to "religion" when I experienced an otherworldly realm. One day after an unusually harsh beating from my mother, crying unconsolably, I found myself again locked in my room, told to "think" about what I did wrong. I lay curled up on my bed, in a great of…