Here After????
I have come to a belief system ever since I had a strange dream, after my father died.
I believe that I mentioned this dream in a past article somewhere on here.
I had a dream that my father was lost in the dark, and I was trying to find him to show him the "light." It was so dark. But, I was not afraid. In fact, I instinctfully knew that others who died before me lived in this "place." But, because it was dark, I would not be able to find them, and my mission was to help my Dad.
But, time was not on my side. Time was running out quickly. And, I called out:
"Dad, go to the light. I have to get back home and make dinner. Don't be afraid."
Then, somehow, I walked right back into my house and began making dinner for my family! And, you know what? I didn't want to leave that "place" even though it was as dark as can be. It felt like HOME! Also, I was told (telepathically) that my father was no longer "my father." Because, he was finished with his "job," and "his case was pending in a review period." It all made sense. He no longer had the pain of being my Father. His work down "here" was finished.
I have come to believe that when we leave our bodies, that we are placed on "levels." I had the feeling during that dream that the ones I had loved were placed on different "levels," according to how they did their jobs while they were here.
My father was an atheist. He was not a bad man. He was a good, hard-working man. He was a good friend to those he befriended. At times, I felt he was almost too nice.
I trust that he is in good hands now. And, hopefully, he found that LIGHT!
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A couple of years ago I was in a fight for my life, medically. They had trouble keeping me breathing, and didn't expect me to survive. I crossed the veil between this life, and whatever is "out there" - going to a city, met and greeted by others who, though I didn't recognize them as anyone I knew in this life, I did feel strongly that I knew them. There was a feeling of being old, old friends, and a complete trust and comfort in that friendship, knowing that I would be judged for nothing, they completely understood and unconditionally loved and cared about me. Knew everything and didn't hold anything against me. And there was such a profound feeling of homecoming.
We went to what I thought of afterward as a library, but it was also a place of learning, not just a repository of knowledge. This group and I sat around a table and talked, deeply - there was an aura of very important things to discuss and not much time for what we needed to share.
There was never any doubt that I was only there briefly for a visit, my work here was not done. I felt, deeply and instinctively, that raising my children was my most important work. Not my only, necessarily, but the most important.
Looking back, I realized all speech was telepathic. After I left it, returned to my physical self, I was shocked by the difference - our language so limited and open to misunderstandings, not full and perfect like there. Life so pain-filled. Our actions here so easily hurtful, our lives so isolated. It was awful. I wanted to go back.
Researching Near Death Experiences later, trying to find words to process what I'd experienced, I found a database of them maintained online, where it was observed that together they make a city - different people see different parts of it, but they all fit together. And the library is often also referred to as a school (a reference I wouldn't have made on my own, but do see, because it matches, perhaps very, very old style schools but not the ones from our modern American experience.)
When I wrote my novel, I did it with a CLEAR MESSAGE. You might have to dig a little deeper, but you will find it. The next novel I am writing is being written with another CLEAR MESSAGE. I believe I was assisted with writing the first novel, and I believe that when we do try to invoke change for the better-something assists us. Try it. It is fascinating. I have more, but I am getting too far off subject. Thanks CL for stopping by with your comment that I too agree with
Two things: We need to be the change we want to see in the world, as C.L quoted
and we need to teach them how, as well. Too many of them have parents who don't teach them what they need to learn, leaving it to the school system or the world at large. And I'm not talking about academics. We can make sure our own kids' needs are met, there, and then extend in many ways outward into the world, to their friends, other children, other people.
Being an example can be a very powerful thing, just being authentically who we are.
I am thrilled to have the internet to be able to find so many people of similar open ended ideas