Whenever life shifts, when it changes and creates what may appear to be discord in our lives, feeling the discord then letting it go helps ease our suffering and allows the resistance to soften so we may continue on our path…when we can pick up the pieces of whatever’s broken we have an opportunity to create something more beautiful and life vivifying than what came before.
Here’s to picking up the pieces and creating a work of art!
xoxo love to you all 🙂
Our lives are not our own and they were never meant to be. We’re here to participate in this world and share in all of it, to support and love one another. There’s no good or bad, those are judgements against what is beyond judgement. Death is a continuum of life and we’re her to live…to really live. Love you all! xox
We all die, but do we all really live?
One of the things I learned during my transition to the afterlife was that those we were close to on earth are never far away from us even in death. There is this invisible web of energy that we all are and it’s a web that holds all of us in it all the time. All we need to do is think about the one we are missing and they will be there. They may even surprise you and show up when you aren’t thinking about them!
There is an energetic imprint we each have on one another that never goes away. It’s an imprint made from love.
oxxo
Faith is the soul’s knowing that what hasn’t yet been experienced is a possibility.
I’ve wanted to take the time to sit down and write about the parallels between my NDE and the different world religions. My NDE contained within it concepts of Hinduism, Buddhism, Christianity, Muslim as well as the Law Of Attraction.
I will be posting here as I do make these parallels. I’d love to hear your opinion!
xoxo
HoHoHo!!!
Life is unpredictable.
I used to be so uncomfortable with that saying. I needed a schedule that didn’t change. I had to function within certain parameters where, if they were breached with an unexpected “whatever”, I would be sent spinning.
What I never realized was how afraid I was. I carried a fear of living around with me all the time, yet was completely unaware of the extent to which it affected my life. I figured it was something that was a part of life. Most of us are afraid. That’s just how it is. That’s why we get life insurance. That’s why we save for retirement. That’s why we go to the doctor and take the pills we take.
We’re afraid of living. We’re afraid of dying.
But, why? Why do we see this life as something to be feared? Why do we see death as something to be feared?
Why do we approach life, the most natural thing in the world, as if it is something to be endured, suffered through and ultimately end through this horrible thing called death?
I didn’t get it.
Then, I died.
Then, I got it.
We come here with the experience of who we are in our most fundamental state of being, which is pure, conscious love, and with that, all the joy that comes with it.
When we come into the body, we have the experience of the suffering that occurs when we are separated from the source of who we really are. We’re in the body so we may once again endeavor to experience the joy of who we are. When we do so, we are able to understand the difference between suffering and joy, and when we live to experience only joy, we cease to suffer. We’ve returned.
Love to you 🙂
My husband, daughter and I were talking yesterday about my book.
I’ve been going back and forth about the title, wanting to change it to better suit the overarching energy it carries, and “message” I’m putting out there.
The source of the book was through me “Krista” and the universe in its ever-flowing sharing and transferring of energy. The impetus was my NDE and the difficulties I had in my life following it as I struggled with reintegration back into life.
We were discussing the words used to describe the transfer of energy from one state to another. From what we call physical (our bodies that are put together) and the spiritual (our “essence” when we die). There is something else in there.
That something else is a sort of middle ground where our “self” is unified with the universal “self” and we have an experience that has been termed Near Death where we go to the Afterlife.
There is the appearance of something finite about the “life” part within the term Afterlife, and it was pointed out that it’s not really the After-life. Life, in its essence, continues on even beyond what is contained in a near death (or what I call Death experience. I actually died. I wasn’t near it.) This life is an everlasting event, and comes back around again to a something else we may not yet be aware of.
The universe is infinite. My daughter pointed out there are an infinite number of numbers between zero and one. There is an even greater number of infinite numbers between zero and two. Therefore, she concluded, the universe is even bigger than our concept. It is even more expansive than we can possibly prove or imagine.
What?!?
It needs to be experienced in order to grasp it, and we all have and will again, beyond the death experience, beyond what we call the Afterlife.
So, we came up with a new term. Interlife. Actually, my daughter did. She’s only 14. She was still in my womb when I died. We don’t know if she died too, but was on the brink when she was born. There has been no mention of any experience of the Interlife from her yet, but my guess is she experienced “something”. Her speedy recovery was what her doctor called “miraculous” and she is in a school for the gifted. Miracles occur. Every minute of every day, but that’s another subject :). Well, kinda.
Krista Gorman, PA-C
