It was 1973 in Vondelpark in Amsterdam. The park was empty except for my two girlfriends and their two boy company. I was alone and they where together in the empty big park. It was about 10:30 in the morning and the wind was about empty and the sun was shining. It was a lovely day. I went and sat down at a bench and in front of me grove bit white and yellow roses. I was meditating TM for about three quarter of an hour. I went up and went and sat down at the grass field. I turned my head and I saw two persons in white clothes coming walking on a little way. They came nearer and soon they walked in front of me. They had just only white clothes on, and naked feets. The clothes was going down to the hands and feets and were straight, not wide. Their bodies were probably made out of love and the clothes where clothes but not a earthly material. They where living more than earthly persons. He hold his arm around her and they where in love. They looked european in the skin. With dark brown hair and a bit long hair, not very. It was like many diamond around and you could see it was persons who had reach heaven. I turned my head away and I lost them in my sight. I was about to walk up and take a look but I hold it.
My friends came up to me. I got hold of a pencil stub and a notebook and drew a man and a woman with a stroke. Stopped them down quickly in the pocket again. It was scary that they came towards me. I asked if they saw anything different. They said no. We walked out of the park. We went to an ice cream parlor outside the park. Where asked a girl if they should have seen something. I said no. I began to think of this event in the park after that date. But I find it hard to talk about it. I have not talked about it with someone, however, wrote. This happened when I was 19 years old. I had been into trouble at home in many different ways, I am born 1954 11 25 and that day is three sagittarius in the sign, I have to say that I was born in the night before the last Sagittarius went in, it goes in at 8 o clock. Sun and moon I Sagg and the moode in scorpius. I got the idea to meditate from a Clive from Blackpool tree years earlier. I wrote this story to Manchester beat also. Have anyone seen them?