I am very grateful to read this today. It has been very challenging for me for the last 4 years and have kept it mostly inside. I began walking-in to this body about 6 years ago. The original Soul had an agreement to prepare the body for my entrance which took about 3 years. During that time we were communicating telepathically which she perceived as channeling. The first major transitions began following the first near-death experience. And the experience was just as you described. A feeling of being located in multiple and very contrasting dimensions. I didn’t function well in the body at all. There was not enough energetic coherence. I could barely coordinate washing a dish or picking up a glass of water. But could tell you anything about the universe or deepest esoteric mysteries. The original Soul resumed more dominance in the body until the final near-death experience and car crash which resulted in a coma. There was no medical hope that the body would survive and it was a medical miracle that it did. When I awoke the challenges of functioning in form were gone. I could actually function at a very high level. But I couldn’t understand this density and the English language. I had my own and could assimilate massive amounts of incoming cosmic information. I actually couldn’t understand anything that was going on in the 3rd density and my level of empathy was nauseating and traumatic. the distortions here are so enormous. Everything about me changed. Appearance. Likes/Dislikes. Personality. Left former business. Left house. No emotional connection to anyone in former life. But was better able to navigate those relationships. It was very clear to me that I needed to completely separate myself from “former” life and all identity. I traveled for quite awhile. Just to be alone. And remain connected to the higher aspects of my consciousness.  Which was natural at first. Until it wasn’t. I had to return to the former life to “wrap-up”, and it became really messy. It was harder and harder to maintain my own sense of self while I “posed” as the former. Eventually I didn’t know what to believe. Became very confused. Who was I really? And I was stuck living where I was until I was able to heal all the broken bones, organ, brain and spinal cord damage. It’s taken me four years to accomplish this … and I am ready to move forward. To move on. To move physically. Spiritually. Toward my mission. I realized today that I need to really understand that it is ok to be human (I thought there wa something wrong with that) and get comfortable with that and explore what it can be like. What do I like? What interests me? I’ve began learning another language. And traveling again. Thank you for sharing your experiences here. I’ve been to timid to do so.