Let me run some thoughts by you.
When my husband passed on, the biggest question that haunted me (and haunts so many others) was, "But where is he? Where did he go?" He must be somewhere. . . in his case, he was literally here one moment and gone the next. It's not possible. Where is he? There can't be life there one minute and none a second later. He was standing there making breakfast, for God's sake. . .
Here's what I know. The life you were standing there talking to just a moment ago is still there. The human body, unable to sustain it for whatever reason, has given up its life. But life goes on. I am more sure of that than I am about sitting here typing this blog.
I have learned from my own experience, my own research and from the thousands of accounts offered by others, all stunningly similar, that when the time comes to leave this earth we transition from here to one of up to nine dimensions. Some now think there are twelve.
But which dimension? I asked. And where is it? Is it up, down, sideways? Is it faraway?
I understand that earth is considered to be in the Third Dimension, and I believe that upon transitioning, most of us go into what I think is the Entry level to what is known to many of us as Heaven, This level is also known as the Fourth Dimension. For simplicity's sake, I'll call it the Afterlife.
I know, because I've been told, and I have researched until Morning's Light, (sorry) that it is a place neither up nor down nor sideways from earth, It is right here with us. Many have seen it about three to four feet removed from this Third Dimension. It is so close that we can touch it. And it is almost a replica of our home planet earth only so, so much better. It is where those we have loved here on earth are living now, still loving us, still in our lives.
In dreams I've had, I've watched people from this other dimension talking to me one moment and turning away and disappearing the next. Where did they go! Just like a transitioning human life, they have suddenly switched dimensions. Out of my dreams and into the 4th, 5th or 6th dimension, or wherever they're going next.
I spent one such dream with my husband, Walter, discussing something troubling that was going on in our family, where he showed me what had happened and what needed to be done. He was so real, so vibrant, so reassuring. I remember saying, "You're here! Really here!" The conversation was deep and earnest and seemed to go on for some time. Then, suddenly, he stood up, and I watched him go, wishing he would stay, silently asking him to stay, but he kept walking and, as I watched, he vanished into a crowd of people not more than a few feet away from me. He was here one moment and gone the next.
So, my conclusion is that when they left, they didn't go very far. They are here. Very, very close. On the other side of the veil, that separates dimensions. They are with us. They still share our lives. they still celebrate the good things with us; the graduations, the family reunions, new babies, they share the sad things, and they hear us whenever we speak to them. Believe it.
Next time, I'll tell you what I know about the fourth dimension, the entry level, and, as I see it, the first stop between here and the Afterlife.
Sweet dreams, everyone.
