Now, here is another one. She’s holding a box in her hand and she knows that she is within that box. She’s holding the box, like a shoe box. It’s an elongated box and she knows that she is within the box. Then she heard her own voice—because, first of all, she knew she was in the box, but she did not know what I am or who I am. She did not know “who I am or what I am, but I’m in that box.” Then she heard her own voice coming from there and the voice said, “I am Joseph, but I cannot get out until I become Jesus.”452 ¶14