In the beginning was the Logic. And the Logic was with God, and the Logic was God. Without the Logic was no thing made.
So, in the original Greek, I believe the word used was logos, which was translated as “word” in the Gospel According to John. But as you see above, it seems to make better sense using the other side of logos: “logic”. Because I believe what was meant was something more akin to “holy reason” rather than an element of literature.
My own “in the beginning” started with a vision of an infinite light, and apparently I was not alone there, for the wife told me at the end of her life, she saw it too. It was the end of her mission on earth, while mine was beginning: both of us age 19. Wild.
Looking from that point, this journey has been unreal. Sometimes to pass beyond the veil, to other viewpoints from which reality had never been scried, some ordinary things doing extraordinary deeds. There was a threshold, of this I’ll tell, where I realized I could not go home again, that there was no going back to myself before all this. I had always dreamt of that, where I would return to a more-or-less ordinary world.
I had just woke up, where my mind’s eye was looking at some representation of the nexus of all souls, and I saw my wife and told her I needed to look for another, and I talked to Our Mother, which is to say, Mother Earth.
No returning to childhood. Whatever was to come, this was something else.