THE GOD GAMES: Heaven & Hell...Chapter 8...
As we walked out into the beautiful spring day, the breeze brought a heady aroma of roses, orange blossoms, and honeysuckle vines. We walked over to an outdoor restaurant and were seated at a lovely white table with an umbrella spread over us. We ordered ice tea and ate cucumber and watercress sandwiches and a bowl of delicious figs.
Maybe you wonder what I look like. I keep forgetting about looks and clothes and such things. Well, I have a body form, but I am, or would look to you like, a bright light clothed in a toga-like robe of rose and gold color. It is true that I am able to eat and run about, and "do things," but in matters like having to go to the bathroom, food and drink are just vaporized by my body as soon as they enter it, so I have no need to go to the restroom. I eat and drink for the fun and taste of it; because I enjoy that. Even though I am made of bright light, I have features that look like yours. You can see my narrow face and bright eyes; my arms and legs and hands and feet. I am of average looks, but I like to dress well.
After we had finished lunch, Glenna said that it would be a good idea to start going to the next building. She said that I could relax, indeed that my whole next journey would be in a state of relaxation.
The Genealogy Building was a large round building with a magnificent pearl adorning the roof. We enterd into a large semi-circular hall. Around the sides of the hall, flanked by floor to ceiling windows, were several large fireplaces. Facing the fireplaces were couches of such depth and comfort, that once ensconced in one, you would be loath to leave it. In the middle of the room was a hologram of a large oak tree with magnificent branches. Glenna had me stand in front of the tree and notice that the tree had blank scrolls on each of its branches. Then she showed me a scroll on the trunk of the tree, where the trunk met the boughs, and on this scroll was the name, ANN.
"That's my name on the tree, Glenna. What does this tree represent, and why is my name on it?"
"Well, honey, this is your tree of life. Right now only your name appears on the tree, but the choices that you make here today will fill out your genealogical tree, and your ancestors names will also be on the scrolls of this tree. I think that's pretty important for your life on Earth; to know who you are."
"That would be a great blessing to me. Could we start the next course soon?"
"We can start it in about as long as it takes us to walk through the next set of doors, dear."
Then Glenna walked me to the back of the room where I saw many doors, and finally came to a door with the name Ann on it. We entered the room that engulfed us with a feeling of comfort and joy. Suspended from the ceiling by some heavy cords was a small bed covered entirely by a black velvet blanket. The walls were painted a light golden color, but, besides the bed, there was only a small table, with a single white candle on it, in the room.
"Dear," said Glenna, "this is a creation room. You and you alone will lie on this bed and submit yourself to the Universal Intelligence. The Universal Intelligence knows all things and how they will be worked out. You will put yourself into a mind position where all things can be made known to you; but from which position, you alone will be able to make the final choices for this new life game you are creating.
"You will lie on this bed and clear your mind entirely. Then you will be able to hear a set of instructions. Do exactly as they ask of you and you will find your parents out of all the people on Earth. I will sit on a seat outside the door and if you are unclear about anything, I will be here to answer your questions. One clue, you will be looking for your father first because he causes a marriage, or relationship, to develop and he is the head of your family. Are you ready?"
"Yes, I am ready, I feel really good about this experience."
With all of that said, I climbed onto the bed and laid back and relaxed my mind and body. I felt incredibly positive. Then the bed gently conformed itself to my body and I felt as if I were in the arms of a lover.
The bed began to sway gently and the room gradually shifted to dark except for the light of the one candle. I could hear the soft strains of a Mozart concerto. I heard a soft and gentle voice say, "Ann, begin to relax your body from toe to head."
"Now, Ann," the voice soothingly said, "you must clear your mind of all topics except this one: I must find my father."
Tomorrow I find my father and then my mother. To be continued...
As we walked out into the beautiful spring day, the breeze brought a heady aroma of roses, orange blossoms, and honeysuckle vines. We walked over to an outdoor restaurant and were seated at a lovely white table with an umbrella spread over us. We ordered ice tea and ate cucumber and watercress sandwiches and a bowl of delicious figs.
Maybe you wonder what I look like. I keep forgetting about looks and clothes and such things. Well, I have a body form, but I am, or would look to you like, a bright light clothed in a toga-like robe of rose and gold color. It is true that I am able to eat and run about, and "do things," but in matters like having to go to the bathroom, food and drink are just vaporized by my body as soon as they enter it, so I have no need to go to the restroom. I eat and drink for the fun and taste of it; because I enjoy that. Even though I am made of bright light, I have features that look like yours. You can see my narrow face and bright eyes; my arms and legs and hands and feet. I am of average looks, but I like to dress well.
After we had finished lunch, Glenna said that it would be a good idea to start going to the next building. She said that I could relax, indeed that my whole next journey would be in a state of relaxation.
The Genealogy Building was a large round building with a magnificent pearl adorning the roof. We enterd into a large semi-circular hall. Around the sides of the hall, flanked by floor to ceiling windows, were several large fireplaces. Facing the fireplaces were couches of such depth and comfort, that once ensconced in one, you would be loath to leave it. In the middle of the room was a hologram of a large oak tree with magnificent branches. Glenna had me stand in front of the tree and notice that the tree had blank scrolls on each of its branches. Then she showed me a scroll on the trunk of the tree, where the trunk met the boughs, and on this scroll was the name, ANN.
"That's my name on the tree, Glenna. What does this tree represent, and why is my name on it?"
"Well, honey, this is your tree of life. Right now only your name appears on the tree, but the choices that you make here today will fill out your genealogical tree, and your ancestors names will also be on the scrolls of this tree. I think that's pretty important for your life on Earth; to know who you are."
"That would be a great blessing to me. Could we start the next course soon?"
"We can start it in about as long as it takes us to walk through the next set of doors, dear."
Then Glenna walked me to the back of the room where I saw many doors, and finally came to a door with the name Ann on it. We entered the room that engulfed us with a feeling of comfort and joy. Suspended from the ceiling by some heavy cords was a small bed covered entirely by a black velvet blanket. The walls were painted a light golden color, but, besides the bed, there was only a small table, with a single white candle on it, in the room.
"Dear," said Glenna, "this is a creation room. You and you alone will lie on this bed and submit yourself to the Universal Intelligence. The Universal Intelligence knows all things and how they will be worked out. You will put yourself into a mind position where all things can be made known to you; but from which position, you alone will be able to make the final choices for this new life game you are creating.
"You will lie on this bed and clear your mind entirely. Then you will be able to hear a set of instructions. Do exactly as they ask of you and you will find your parents out of all the people on Earth. I will sit on a seat outside the door and if you are unclear about anything, I will be here to answer your questions. One clue, you will be looking for your father first because he causes a marriage, or relationship, to develop and he is the head of your family. Are you ready?"
"Yes, I am ready, I feel really good about this experience."
With all of that said, I climbed onto the bed and laid back and relaxed my mind and body. I felt incredibly positive. Then the bed gently conformed itself to my body and I felt as if I were in the arms of a lover.
The bed began to sway gently and the room gradually shifted to dark except for the light of the one candle. I could hear the soft strains of a Mozart concerto. I heard a soft and gentle voice say, "Ann, begin to relax your body from toe to head."
"Now, Ann," the voice soothingly said, "you must clear your mind of all topics except this one: I must find my father."
Tomorrow I find my father and then my mother. To be continued...
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