THROUGH DEATH TO LIFE

There is absolutely no reason to fear death. The same God is on the other side of the grave as on this side. However, most people do fear death, partly as fear of the unknown, and partly as the result of false teaching. Actually there is no death in the sense of extinction.

To understand death, you have to realize that you really possess not one body but two. You have not only the physical body, but also a second body made of a form of energy too fine to be seen. This etheric body interpenetrates the physical body as air fills a sponge. There are people who can see the etheric body because they have the power of contacting much finer vibrations than can be perceived by the ordinary physical senses.

It is this etheric body that is the repository of all your thoughts and feelings. It is the "psyche" of the psychologist. That is why personality survives death; because it resides in the etheric that passes over intact, and not in the physical that breaks up into decomposition.

During sleep, trance, and under anesthesia, when the etheric may leave the physical body, it remains attached to it by an etheric ligament called in the Bible the Silver Cord. The cord is so elastic that the etheric body can go very long distances and still remain attached to the physical corpus.

Death is the severing of the Silver Cord. When the Silver Cord is severed, an individual falls into a state of unconsciousness that may last for minutes, days, or even weeks. Then he/she wakens from sleep, and his/her new life has begun.

The next world is actually all around us here. The so-called dead are carrying on their lives where we are now, but in their own world and in their own way. The reason we do not see them around us or collide with them is the same reason that one radio program does not interfere with another-they are on different wavelengths.   (Emmet Fox)


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Ralph opened the door to our knock and swept me off of my feet in a big bear hug, how great to see daddy again! Then Lucile came up and hugged me, followed by Charley who was looking great. He had a big smile on his face and he almost laughed when he talked. He hugged me and did a little dance with me and told me that he was happy and content and that all had worked out for him. Then I heard Becky's laughter filling the room and I stepped inside the house so I could see her. She came running towards me and we hugged each other with all of our might, I was delirious with joy to see her again. Then Carol was next hugging and kissing me; it felt so good to see her again.

I saw Glenna waiting patiently for me by a window filled with flowers. I walked over to her and gave her a great big hug and a big "thank you" from the bottom of my heart.

"You did a fine job," Glenna said, "you were able to get through all of your Earth experiences and still maintain a heart of love; I am glad to have helped you through all of the sticky parts, it was a great collaboration!"

The Ed came and took my arm and moved me around the room so that I could re-meet all of my family and friends. There must have been more than a hundred people in the room for my homecoming. I saw Charles and Bruce and shared some loving time with them; then I saw Aunt Irene and Aunt Marion, Uncle Lee, Uncle Robert, Uncle Walter and Uncle Tommy Lee. Aunt Fannie and Uncle Richard were there, as well as Daddy's other brothers and sisters.

George Harrison and Jimi Hendricks were there and they were playing the wonderful music that I loved so much, I told them thank you for coming and thanks for the beautiful music that they created that had helped me get through the rough spots in life. Then I saw Mr. Wishnak and his large family, and behind him, I saw Judy, my nearest and dearest friend. How beautiful they all looked!

It was at this point that I saw Annabelle Zeezo. She stood by the side of one of the tables and her face shone brighter than all the other faces around me. She turned and saw me and moved toward me, but I was too fast for her and grabbed her in a big bear hug and squeezed her tight. How could I ever thank her enough for being there for Charley and me? We could hardly get the words out of our mouths, but eventually we began to talk about the blessings that she had given to Charley and I, and she insisted that the blessing had gone both ways. We concluded that we were so glad that we had had each other's love and support in trying times and dearly loved each other.

Tomorrow, we talk more about the experience of returning to Heaven...

FIRST IMPRESSIONS OF HEAVEN

IF YOU LOOK AT THE STARS

Praise Me, says God, and I will know that you love Me.
Curse Me, says God, and I will know that you love me.
Praise Me, or curse Me,
And I will know that you love Me.

Sing out My graces, says God,
Raise your fist against Me and revile, says God.
Sing out graces or revile,
Reviling is also a kind of praise, says God.

But if you sit fenced off in your apathy, says God,
If you sit entrenched in, "I don't give a hang," says God,
If you look at the stars and yawn,
If you see suffering and don't cry out,
If you don't praise and you don't revile,
Then I created you in vain, says God.

Aaron Zeitlin


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The light turned into a tunnel of light that felt like a soft glove surrounding us with peace and love. Ed and I walked down the tunnel of light. Pure light was all around us and my heart filled with love and joy; we had returned to Home and found ourselves in my quiet place where all remained the same as when I had left it.

We sat down on our white rock and it accomodated both of us. The flowers were singing our favorite music and the birds flew and dipped above us in brilliant colors. What a sight to see, what a marvelous homecoming!

"We made it darling, didn't we? We became engaged and spiritually married; we became best friends," I said.

Ed rose up and turned to me. He took my hands in his and pulled me to my feet. He held me in his arms and we became one energy form of pure light. We are light, we are love; we shone brightly in our quiet place, and knew powerful joy.

"Now that our quiet place has become both of ours, I would like to bring some of my own quiet place here," said Ed. "Some of my favorite birds and animals, and I would like to transplant my rose garden, if you don't mind."

"Of course honey, that would improve our quiet place. I will welcome all that you bring."

"I also have a surprise for you dear, close your eyes!" I closed my eyes and soon he said to open my eyes and look. Ed had prepared a picnic lunch for us and he had spread it on the grass by my feet: fresh-out-of-the-oven French bread and a bottle of wine, also some figs and apples. It looked phenomenal and I discovered that I was surprisingly hungry.

Ed spoke as we ate. He told me that soon we would be going to see our loved ones who were gathering at my family home with heavenly father and mother. Then he told me that much later I would once again meet with the three men from the Council of Elders, and that they would talk to me about what I would be doing here at home.

We finished our lunch and relaxed and talked about our Earth life games. Ed told me that I would be going to the Revisiting-Your-Life-Game Building and would have all of my questions answered about my accomplishments and failures in my Earth life game. He said not to worry that all the people who worked in that building were very kind and fair.

After resting for a while we got up and walked down the pine-needle strewn path to the road that led to father's house. As we approached the house, we could see that all the lights were on and music came pouring out the windows and doors. We could hear people talking and laughing and we hurried our steps to be near them.


Tomorrow we meet our relatives and friends who had passed over before us...

FREE AT LAST! ESCAPE TO HEAVEN!!

AN INEXHAUSTIBLE SUPPLY

As far as God is concerned, there is no check of any kind upon the amount of divine energy that we can appropriate, or therefore, upon the things that we can do or be. Yet, for practical purposes, you can draw from the inexhaustible Source only in accordance with the measure of your understanding, just as you can draw water from the Atlantic only in accordance with the size of the vessel that you use. Almost everyone is foolishly content to fill his pitcher, small as it may be, to somewhere very short of the top.

The true manner of God's working is illustrated by a simple anecdote. A certain man was working in his garden, assisted by his little girl who had undertaken the task of watering the lawn by means of the usual rubber hose. Suddenly she cried out: "Daddy, the water has stopped." The father looked over, and, taking in the situation quietly, said, "Well take your foot off the hose."

The ultimate cause of all our troubles is just this. Behind all secondary and proximate causes lies the same primary mistake. We have been pressing our feet and the whole weight of our mentality upon the pipe line of life, and then complaining because the water does not flow.  (Emmet Fox)


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If we hate something it is because we sense in it some part within ourselves, that we have hidden and not faced. Hate has to be worked at, it is not a natural reaction; our natural response is to love whatever comes into our lives; indeed to love ourselves and all that is around us.

Each of us is a simple frequency in the grand opera of existence: unique, but one part of a complete whole.

I have made so many errors in thinking and acting in my lifetime. Sometimes I am mortified at the amount of hurt I have managed to inflict upon my family and friends, the thought makes me shiver with sorrow and pain. Too often I have judged my fellow brothers and sisters and have had to live what they have suffered in order to understand their feelings; this is a hard way to get through life and finally you come to a point where you accept folks just as they are because you are the same and know it; maybe a little different story is all.

I have attained the ripe old age of 80 and my family has grown up around me. I have nine children and three step-children; 17 grandchildren; and 15 great-grandchildren. Debby and Charlie have retired; David has become a real estate broker; and Jared has retired from the Coast Guard after 23 years of service. All of the family is doing really well, and Charlie has become a City Councilman in Belle Plaine, Iowa.

I have found a long-time companion in pain; she never goes away and leaves me alone although there are brief moments when she will lull a little bit. I have grown to accept her as a result of not taking good enough care of my body when I was younger. That is one thing I would change if I had the opportunity to do so.

It is evening, and I go through my routine of closing up the house; making sure that all of my daily chores have been tended to and that the house will feel warm and comfortable for the night.I thank ONE for this wonderful apartment and His taking care of me each day and providing for all of my needs, and also for many of my "wants." He is so generous to his children. Afterwards, when all of my work is done for the day I take a shower and relax and just kick back for the rest of the evening, reading or writing or watching television.

About 11:00 p.m. I take my night meds and slip into bed for the night. I listen to a Sedona Method CD and relax and set my goals for the next day. Then I try to trick myself into going to sleep, but most of the time I am awake at all hours of the day and night.

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"Ann, Ann! It's time to leave. It's time to be together!"

I open my eyes and see a great light and in the great light is Ed gently shaking me.

"Come on honey," says Ed, "it's time to go home; it's time to walk into the light together."

"Where are we going to?" I ask.

"Home honey, home; just three feet to go and we will be there!

I stood up and took Ed's hand and we walked into the light together.

November 14, 2024


Tomorrow Ann walks into Heaven Again...

AN AGING ANN SPEAKS HER MIND

YOUR OWN PLACE

If you say that you are unhappy, dissatisfied, perhaps ill or impoverished, a failure, this is simply another way of putting the fact that you are not allowing the will of God to have free play in your life-you are not doing the thing that He meant you to do.

Discontent is not necessarily a bad thing. It is your duty to be discontented with anything less than complete harmony and happiness. A wholesome discontent with dullness, failure, and frustration is your incentive for overcoming such things. Whoever you are, your true place is calling, and because you really are a spark of the Divine, you will never be content until you answer.

Remember that this call is the call of God, and when God calls you to His Service, He pays all the expenses. Whatever you may require to answer that call-all will He furnish, if you be about His business and not your own.   (Emmet Fox)

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I am beginning to feel elderly. No more do I just walk out of my home before taking in weather reports and conditions for my area. In the winter I cannot any longer go outside without suitable garb and protection on. In the winter it is coats and scarves and hats, and in the summer it is sun block, sunglasses, and a light sweater in case the breeze should cool off towards evening. At all times I wear the dreaded sensible shoes and now the doctor insists that I walk with a cane as I have osteopenia and a little trouble with balance. Vanity goes out the window as you age.

Every morning I awake and rejoice that I am still alive and kicking. I find myself cleaning the house every morning, which is much different from when I was younger, but I like to have the sense of order around me. As well as the fact, that if I don't put things in a certain place I will have lost then forever as my memory in some areas is very dim. All of the data is still in the organic computer but access to the data is running a little more slowly.

Food is the focal organizing point of the day; three set meals mark each part of the day, and the cleaning up of those meals give the day substance and balance.

The second organizing factor of the day is taking care of your health. There are the monthly doctor appointments, the organizing and taking of multiple medications and vitamins/minerals, and the monitoring of yourself and your diet. The month is ruled by going to the various doctor appointments which entail walking a mile to the bus, taking the bus to your destination, walking to the doctor's office, and then turning around and repeating the process in reverse. It has become very hard to get out and do all of the walking and taking of the bus, but those steps are very necessary to my health so I do them.

I have become ever more aware of my own self and it seems that I can clearly distinguish the outline between my spirit and my flesh. I wonder often if I can hear the music of Heaven for the music is very enticing that runs through my mind. I feel my own mortality and it drags me down to earth. I teeter on the edge of a terror that I will harm myself in some dumb way just like I broke the end joint of my right index finger and I have no idea of how I broke it. It makes you really feel safe to walk out into the outside world. Then there is the other enemy, the germs and illnesses that are brought into the home when the grandchildren have the flue or a cold. I love them so much and I love their hugs and kisses but sometimes I will excuse myself when they are obviously ill, because I automatically catch whatever illnesses they bring with them, and healing from each bout of the flu takes several weeks.

I have become the matriarch of a large interracial family and that is humbling and exciting at the same time. It is what I have definitely always prayed for, but now I have so many young people looking at me to see if I am as good as my word and what I teach them. I pray hard every day to grow ever wiser and stronger and to know what to say to each of them. I pray that I will live what I teach.

This is my philosophy that I share with you for a moment. I feel like I need to write down my thoughts for my family. IT is all about love. The great truths are that we are love and that we are one with ONE.

I have begun to understand that we are all one. That what hurts you; hurts me also. That what brings joy to you; brings joy to me. I am responsible for treating you with loving kindness, for treating you with respect and dignity.  For when I honor you , I honor my own self. We are one, my friend, and we are also one with everyone and everything in this universe. We are love, and love is not a weak, ephemeral feeling, but the great force, the great energy, that runs the Cosmos. That is the Cosmos. I do not "own" anything spiritual alone, for all belongs to all. You may hold a fine object in your possession all of your life and believe that you own it. That is quite different from owning its essence; its spirit.

ONE loves you just as you are right now. He loves all of his children and hears them, is with them, at all times. He cares deeply if we choose Him, but He loves us so much that He has given us a free will and freedom of choice in all that we do; He has given us our freedom. There are no rules to ONE's love. It is free and does not quantify nor qualify. It is boundless as the skies. It is infinite. All of us are one with ONE and we are His representatives of love.

The concept of guilt is a bunch of bunk. It gets in the way of our recognizing who we are. Of course we feel remorse when we hurt another person, and we repent and mend the situation, but once we have shown love and compassion to the person we hurt we must let go of the negative feelings in our heart regarding this subject. To do else is to subtract time from more worthy pursuits. The worthy pursuit is to grow in love and in expressing that love. Once you realize that you do love, then you realize that there is no fault in you that has not been overcome by the greatest love of all, ONE. You know that you are a part of the whole, the ONE; that there is nothing that cannot be forgiven.


Tomorrow Ann attains 80 years of age, looks over her family, and sees Ed once more...

THE WISH IN YOUR SOUL

How is one to find his true place in life? Is there any means whereby you may discover what it really is that God wishes you to do? The answer is divinely simple-already from time to time, God Himself has whispered into your heart just that very wonderful thing, nothing less than what is called your heart's desire. The most secret wish that lies at the bottom of your heart, that is just the very thing that God is wishing you to do or to be for Him.  And the birth of that wish in your soul was the voice of God Himself telling you to arise and come up higher because He had need of you.  (Emmet Fox)

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David filed for guardianship of the three younger children and was given it without any problem. He and Alex had never contemplated raising any children at all, had never wanted children, but now they stood up and became the best parents you would ever want to find. For my part, I watched William on the weekends for David while he and Alex worked. Walter watched Warren on the weekends, and Skeet and Lindsay had Sierra visit them on the weekends. Sometimes all three children would stay with Walter so that they didn't lose contact with one another. The children were the best children you could imagine. Even through their incredible sorrow they remained whole and loving and tried their best at school. We were very proud of them.

Losing a child is probably one of the most painful losses in life. It doesn't seem right somehow that your children should pass before you; somehow I wasn't able to comprehend the loss. It seemed impossible that one day you have a daughter as your best friend and the next she doesn't call anymore. There are no shopping trips together, no more long walks, no more talks until midnight, no more sharing  secrets that no one else knew about. No more anything together again. However, there were the children to consider and for them we managed brave faces and went on with our lives. Thank ONE for the children, as attending to them kept us sane.

We had a series of six incidents at my home over the next three months. My cell phone would fly off of the table to my left and actually turn in mid-air and land behind the chair I was sitting in. I took this to mean that Becky was letting me know that she was all right. It was a comfort to all of us. All of the children would see their mother in their sleep encouraging them to be strong and assuring them that she was near to them.

In December of 2008 I was given a real treat; David and his friend Sherrie took me to New York City to meet Anders and spend the day in the city. We had a ball; it even snowed throughout the day. We went to the Metropolitan Museum of Art and to Strawberry Fields in Central Park to honor John Lennon. We went to Rockefeller Center and saw the giant Christmas tree, and we saw Times Square. It was all so wonderful, one of the best days of my life. Of course seeing Anders again was the best part of all.


Tomorrow Ann begins to feel the first signs of being elderly...                                                                                

TRAILING CLOUDS OF GLORY...

Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting,
     The soul that rises with us, our life's Star,
          Hath had elsewhere its setting,
          And cometh from afar;
     Not in entire forgetfulness,
     And not in utter darkness,
But trailing clouds of glory, do we come
     From God, who is our home.
                                                 --- Wordsworth


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Then a great miracle happened, my little Skeeta had grown into a fine, strong man and had fallen in love with a wonderful girl named Lindsay. They told us that they were expecting a little girl and our whole lives lit up. Becky and I dreamed about our little girl, Becky's first grandchild and my first great-grandchild. Kira Michelle was born on June 2nd, 2007 and Becky, Sierra and I were there when she was born. We also got to meet Lindsay's family and they are wonderful people, we were all so excited. Kira is a beautiful little girl and Lindsay is a wonderful mother.

Becky became my best friend and she telephoned me first thing every morning. It wouldn't have been as good a day if she hadn't called. She was involved with AA and was working the twelve-step program with great results. She talked about wanting to be a sponsor herself or of writing a book for teen-age girls about what she had faced in life.

In December of 2007 Charles Albert passed away after going through several years of suffering with a heart condition and Diabetes. He had been so proud to be a great-grandfather when Kira was born and no one expected his death, but it happened quickly one night and we all sorrowed. All of the children were very upset, and Arleen gave each of them gifts from their father: a watch and one of his Navy caps with ribbons and medals.

Becky became a model mother, daughter, and sister. As she worked on her twelve-steps she became happier and freer as a person; I was so proud of her. Every morning at 9:00, before she headed off for the AA meetings, she would give me a call and tell me that she loved me.

Then, on the morning of May 8th, 2008, I received my morning call. I ran to the phone and said, "Good morning, Honey!" but this time she did not answer back, instead it was Walter and he told me that his mother was dead, could I please come!

I could not believe what I was hearing, my little girl dead? That was patently impossible. That just could not be, not now when life was just opening up for her.

I told Walter that I would be right over as soon as the bus ran; he was beside himself. He had called 911, and the police and an ambulance came and told Walter that his mother was dead. Walter and the other children at home were distraught. Sierra and Warren were still in school and did not know that their mother had died.

Aunt Ruth saved me by coming to the house and picking me up. We got Warren and Sierra from school and told them and they just fell apart, poor children. Then we went to the house and I had Walter bring William downstairs; he did not know yet that his mother had passed on as he had been absorbed in a video game. When I told William that his mother had passed away, he dissolved into screams.

It was a horrible day as David and Alex arrived and all the relatives began to come and give us prayer and comfort. The prayer and comfort made it possible to get through the experience, but it was impossible to get around the fact that Becky was no longer with us and that just did not seem possible. She left a big gaping hole in our lives. Charley and Shannon kept on the phone to us (Jared was overseas) to try to support us and to let us talk things out of our system. Debby was catching an airplane to come; Lois had helped our family out again by buying her a ticket to come join us. Having Debby here really helped me to get through. She spent the two weeks she came with me and we really cemented our relationship tightly together. We decided that we would never again leave time between us without a call or a letter; we vowed to call each other at least once a week.

Becky's funeral was beautiful and so many people from all of the families came out to support us. We never realized before how many people cared enough to come out and support us. Now the trick was to get through the rest of life.


Tomorrow we see how Ann copes with the loss of Becky and learns to carry on again...

TIME AND SPACE

THE WORLD IN FLUX (Our Souls in Flux)

The world seems static
     To our limited perceptions.

But Volcanoes flare,
And earthquakes shake,
     New islands born
     New gullies washed.

So with our souls,
     Always in change;
A new epiphany
     Invites a new path.

The galaxies in flux,
     Our world seems a tiny rock;
          But water wears
          And volcanoes build.

It is all in eternal flux;
All an eternal epiphany.

Fear not change, for it builds growth,
And in this game of life and death,
What does not change,
Does not exist.

Davalene Hirsch for Lindsey & Mark

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TIME

Time, Time, Time.
     Elusive. Fleeting.

A function of control-perception
     In this little world of ours.

Useful to keep us grounded,
     To calculate distance,
     To measure the past,
     And define a future.

The essence of infinity
     Is energy, not time.

If you want to keep time,
     Then realize that it is vertical-
          All things happen in one instant.

Anything that can be imagined,
     IS.

Time, Time, Time.
Elusive. Fleeting.
Let's jump into another dimension.
Together.
Alone.
With all this world.

Davalene Hirsch for William