Death

[Summer]

I am not afraid of death in the least bit, which is really strange for a person of my age. But I feel that when I die I will actually be going "home", so there is nothing to fear. The only thing I do fear is not being able to see my loved ones from this life again for a long period of time. That I fear, but I also realise that when my time comes, and I am leaving my body for the last time, that I won't be worried about that at all.

Old people don't seem to be afraid of death either. Especially old people who are in poor health. They seem to welcome it. They have the attitude about death that I have, and therefore, I have found that I have a lot in common with them. I used to work in a nursing home, and I made good friends with a lot of the people that worked there because of this fact. Many people stay away from the sick or the dying because it reminds them of their own mortality. I am quite the opposite, and actually feel more comfortable with much older people than myself because thier attitude is so much more like mine. They seem to be waiting to go home too. Especially those sick, much older people who are livng in the nursing homes. Course I can't say that I blame them. Living in a nursing home hurting most if not all of the time can't be too pleasant.

I don't know why I have this welcoming attitude about death, when most people around me seem to fear it. But I feel it could be because I have been seeing the spirits of the dead since I was 5, and I know that a part of you lives on past this body once you leave it. I don't care if anyone thinks I am crazy because I believe that I have this ability, because I know for myself that it is real to me. And that is all that really matters. There are many people like me on this Earth. I am certainly not the only spiritualist out there, that's for sure. So because I can and do see and communicate with the dead, it gives me confidence that other's probably lack. Death isn't as unknown to me as it is to other's and that is quite a blessing if you think about it.

I really believe that sometimes we reicarnate quickly after we die, and sometimes we do not. I believe it is different for everyone as each soul has something different to learn. I am lucky in other ways as well, because I have actually had dreams about being in my past lives. I have seen who I have been before in my dreams, and therefore it gives me faith in reincarnation that other's may not have without that personal knowledge. I can't imagine how scary it must be for other's who think that one life is all you get, and you have to be good or else! Wow, what a concept. I was raised to believe this, because I was raised Mormon. And reincarnation is something that was a really hard concept for me to grasp in my younger years. That is until I started to dream about my most recent past life! The dreams were so specific and so real, that I started to wonder if reincarnation could be real, and eventually as the dreams continued, I began believing in reincarnation. So I believe that I have truly been blessed in this life, to know some of the mysteries that so many others don't know. Becuase of me knowing these things I don't have to fear death, rather I can welcome it, when my time comes. Any of you have any thoughts on death?

[pablo]

Hi Debbie,

Death is one thing that we can be sure of...

Hoiwever to look at death from a different perspective, there is aa good death and a bad death. For me a good death is a timely death. A death that comes wehn it is time to go home to heaven having done the work we are supposed to do. I know that suicides are never good deaths but suicidal acts i.e. doing for the greater good as per our ori can be a different story. Sometimes we go the extra mile for something good that leads to our death may be a good death but circumstances vary and each must be judged closely, but by who???.

For example I am anti war but cannot say that I would not have fought in WW2 if I was old enough. NAzism was a terrible threat.

I do not approve of any of the current oil wars...


However what about life. Sometimes I have met those who seem to share your thoughts who through bad decisions and circumstances do not know who they are. We are all meaning machines who construct our identitiies via circumstances and thoughts but we may not be what our thought constructs indicate as ourreal spirituality makes us something else...

Ritual and ceremonial magic are beautify tools but are also constructs...deity moves in mysterious ways in the deepest parts of the psyche and seeks to indicate our ori (destiny).

Alignment with destiny is the supreme act and leads us to be who we are. Divination is one way way to align ourselves with our destiny.

Best wishes

Pablo

My 2 cents

Pablo

[littlelight]

Here is one of my experiences God gave me to know why it is so important to love and help each other. While living in New Mexico, one day while driving down St. Michaels Road, in Santa Fe, a large beige truck was driving west, and had pulled out to the middle of the intersection, in order to make a left turn. The driver did not stop as anticipated; he turned right in front of me. I hit the side of the truck with full force and it spun around and hit another truck at the south side of the intersection. My seatbelt did not work and my head hit the ceiling of the vehicle with great impact. A young woman came over and asked if she could help. Before going unconscious I asked her to call my boss at work, because my husband was out of town.

What transpired next is an experience I will never forget. My eyes were looked down at my small truck, from another view about ten feet from above. I saw the front end of the truck pushed back almost all the way to the wheels. The truck had creases and it was bent and smashed. My spirit watched and listened as the two men from the other two trucks and the gal who offered me help talked about the accident.
Looking up, there was a dark tunnel with a bright light at the end. In the tunnel was a dark spirit. He felt of great peace and had a certain caring about him.
We both walked together down the path, in the black tunnel of clouds toward the light.

We walked to the end of the tunnel and crossed into the great light. The whole area was filled with large clouds; some areas were well lit, while other areas were gray and had less light. Way beyond it was pitch black. Standing in the light where about 6 or 8 spirits of great importance. One of the spirits hugged me. She said her name was Mary. What Mary it was who knows, it could have been my great aunt Mary who died 100 years ago on the exact same day that I was born. It could have been the Holy Mary. We are connected in a special way. She gave me a feeling of love that was very euphoric. The way she looked at me, it seamed she knew everything about me. I could feel she was my spiritual mother and a special guide for me.

The Spirits let me roam around pass their area into a gray area; to my right there was an infinite line of human spirits. The spirits in the front of the line where quite nervous and scared, I asked them why they were so scared. They pointed to a dark cloudy door. It was open about a foot, to another area. Within that tall opening was the brightness light one could have ever seen, but it did not hurt my eyes.

My feelings were of happiness and wanted to be there. Talking with the other spirits setting in the line, it was realized that the light was our father and we should bow before him to show our love. Many of the spirits in the line and myself, sat on the ground, bowed toward the entrance. We all sent loving feeling toward God.

Standing near me, by the door was an important spirit. I asked him, "Are you Jesus? He said, “To the best of what you can comprehend. It is not the way people think of me.”
He said, “Jesus is not my real name”. So I asked, “What is your real name?” He said, it is too hard for you to pronounce and to remember.” I said, “ Well what is it? He said his name, but he was right it was quite long. It must have been as long as 50 or 60 letters. Sounded like something from an alien. He said, “A shorter version of it is Jeahesa Jehovasha. I prefer that to being called Jesus.”

Then a voice came from the room with the light, and asked the spirit by the door what was going on. Jeahesa Jehovasha told God about my enthusiasm and having others bow and show their love. God was quite happy for my thoughts to praise him. There was a great love towards my spirit. I asked Jeahesa Jehovasha to tell God I love him very much and his strength has help through many trying times. Both God and Jeahesa Jehovasha already knew and was proud that I had over came such hard obstacles during my early years of life.

Jeahesa Jehovasha told me a message from God. He said, “Love others as much as you possible can and even more than yourself. If you can do this, you will have conquered more than 90% of what God expects from you. Then you will be able to live in the room with the light. You will be able to come and go as you please. You will be part of God. God loves you very much; he will expect good things from you.”
I requested, “May I go into the room with light and see my true father?” Jeahesa Jehovasha said, “No, you would not be able to return and you are not ready yet and have to go back.”

My reply, “Ask God to never give up on me and I will work hard, but their will be many mistakes lots of times, because there is much to learn and I will need lots of help along the way.”

Jeahesa Jehovasha said, “You should of commanded God to never give up on you.” I said, “Why? He loves me. Can it just be requested?” Jeahesa Jehovasha said, “No to command is the right way.” Then Jeahesa Jehovasha looked toward the light and said, “God will honor your request because you did well in the past and won over the evil you had endured. He loves you very much.”

Mary hugged me goodbye. She said to me “ You are almost ready but not quite yet.” The dark spirit that walked me through the tunnel came and got me to take me back. We walked down the tunnel to the end and said good-bye.
Back in my body I awoke with great pain and the ambulance came and took me to the hospital for medical treatment.

A few weeks later my (not married anymore) husband and I went to the parking lot where our silver Chevy S-10 truck was stored. I wanted to see what became of my truck after the accident.
It had the exact same damaged as I had seen when I had my out of body experience. What I had experienced was not a dream. It was another level of consciousness above the physical plane.

What is the difference between the experience of a dreaming person and the experience of the same person in the waking state? Awareness of matter and of consciousness is present in both.

It is important to learn that we are here to help and love each other as much as we can, even more than ourselves if possible. We are not to judge each other, it is not our job, and we are to bring love, care and understanding to others who cross our paths in life.
Give to others in the things they need the most, and that is to help them heal and be well. So they may go on with life and do the good things they can in their own way to put a smile on God’s face.


Cheers Little Light

[Summer]

That's a cool story Littlelight! It must have been an awesome thing to have an out of body experience like that.

[PaganOne]

It is my opinion that people are more afraid of a loss of conscious existence than death itself. Life, in my opinion, is not something we own separately, but we are "in" Life. Life is an entity in which all exists. Life is a whole.

God/Universal Source is not only the author of Life but is Life itself. God cannot cease to exist. Life is shared and cannot be separated or fragmented. Life is the essence or magick that flows through all.

I do not worry or have a fear of what happens after my body ceases to function. I am a child of Gaia, the Living Breathing Earth as is all that exists. Nature shows me this in Her cycle of death and rebirth of all that exists on this earth and in the universe.

I do understand wanting more after death, but somehow I am thrilled to know that I always was and always will be a part of the One, the All. It puts a smile on my face.

My Christian father once said he lives with hope. I live with Trust.

Also, I also believe we are all -- living or deceased in the flesh -- part of a Communal Mind. All our memories of past lives are simply glimpses of what once was. All thoughts are one as All is One.

The past, present and future does not exist. There is only the "here and now" of each and every moment.

I am repeating my sig line here in case I change it down the road. This sums up some of what I believe.

The same stream of life that runs through my veins night and day runs through the world and dances in rhythmic measures. It is the same life that shoots in joy through the dust of the earth in numberless blades of grass and breaks into tumultuous waves of leaves and flowers. It is the same life that is rocked in the ocean-cradle of birth and of death, in ebb and in flow. ~ edited from Gitanjali

[Summer]

Very beautifully put, PaganOne. Your beliefs are so beautiful. That was VERY inspiring to read and really made me think.