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21 Days into the Afterlife

Piero Calvi-Pariseetti
21 Days into the Afterlife

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I believe that most of us think of death as a black curtain that falls and puts an end to everything — our being alive, our being conscious, our having feelings and memories. Basically like falling into a dreamless sleep, or slipping into the drugs‐induced coma of anesthesia before surgery. Only, having died, we won’t wake up — that’s the end of it, just blackness and nothingness. Well, that is definitely not what spirit communicators consistently tell us. For instance, renowned psychologist Karl Novotny, who had died in Germany in 1965, came through his long time friend Grete Schroeder, who had sudden-ly and unexpectedly shown automatic writing capabilities, with lessons of psychology and psychiatry, subjects totally unknown to the medium, an accountant by profession. Asked by Schroeder to describe the process of dying, Novotny said:

It was a spring day, and I was in my country residence, where I rarely go. My health was poor, but I didn’t feel the need to stay in bed — on the contrary, I decided to go on a walk with some friends. It was a beautiful evening. Suddenly, I felt very tired and I thought I could not go on. I made an effort to continue, and, all of a sudden, I felt healthy and rested. I quickened my pace, and took in the evening fresh air: I hadn’t felt that good in a long time. What happened? Suddenly, I could feel neither tiredness nor the usual laboured breath. I went back towards the friends, who had stopped, and what did I see? I saw myself lying on the ground! My friends were agitated and desperate; one ran to find a doctor. I got near my ‘other self’ lying on the ground and I looked for the heartbeat: there was no doubt — I was dead! But I felt more alive than ever! I tried to talk to my friends, but they didn’t even look at me or bother answering. So I got angry and went away, but an instant later I was back. It wasn’t a pretty sight: all my friends, in tears, who were not taking any notice of me; and that dead body, identical to me, al-though I felt very good. My dog
was yapping in agitation and could not decide whether to come to me or to the other one lying on the ground. . . . When all formalities were dealt with and my body was put in a coffin I understood I was really dead. I couldn’t be-lieve it! I went to see my colleagues at the University, but they could not see me either and didn’t answer to my calls. What should I do? I went up the hill where Grete lives. I saw her, alone and sad, but she couldn’t see me either. I had to surrender to the truth. The very moment I realized I had left the material world, I saw my mother coming to me with an overjoyed expression on her face and telling me I was in the afterlife.

Nearly one hundred years earlier, the spirit of one Jim Nolan — died during a typhoid epidemic during the American secession war, speaking through medium Mrs. Hollis explained the transition process in very similar terms:

It was like waking up from a sleep, only with a feeling of bewilderment. I didn’t feel ill anymore, and that surprised me greatly. I had a feeling something weird had happened, but couldn’t understand exactly what. My body was lying on the bed of the field hospital and I could see it. I told myself ‘What a weird phenomenon!’ I look around and saw three of my comrades who were killed in the trench and whom I had buried myself. And still, they were there, in front of me! I looked at them with astonishment and one of them greeted me saying: ‘Hello Jim, welcome to the spirit world’. I was deeply shaken and said ‘My God, what are you saying? I’m not dead. . . !’ ‘No’, said the other, ‘you are more alive than before. But you are in the spirit world. All you have to do to convince yourself is look at your body’.

These two quotes describe a pattern common to any other description of the process of death I have read, and — if you remember — are practically identical to what the NDErs say about their experience: separation of consciousness from the body, awareness of all that goes on in the surrounding environment, impossibility to interact with the physi-cal world and, very often, encounter with deceased loved ones, friends or other spiri-tual guides. I could bring to you literally dozens of similar quotes, but believe me — the substance is exactly the same: death, as far as we are told, is not a curtain followed by black nothingness...cont'd

http://anti-matters.org/ojs/index.php/antimatters/article/view/102/95

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This is from an old post of mine:

The Book of the Dead, The Book of Breathings are two sources that come immediately to mind if you want to start with the Egyptian "funerary" literature (as well as the Book of Passing Through Eternity and the Book of Transformtions), which among other things talk about what to expect 'on the other side'.

"The next world is represented after the pattern of this one," wrote de Horrack, "the life of the spirit is so to speak just another step in human existence, the activities of the elect being analogous to those of men on earth. It is not an existence dedicated to eternal contemplation, a passive state of bliss, but an active and work-filled life, yet one, to make use of M. Chabas's expression, endowed with infinitely vaster scope than this one."

These were thought to be the teachings of Thoth (Hermes). Might read, The Way of Hermes: New Translations of The Corpus Hermeticum....

And of course the roots of Tarot and Astrology are about the cyclic death that is inevitable within each cycle (study of Pluto and Saturn in astrology, for instance, and the Death card in Tarot for their deeper meanings).

Western culture lives in fear of death because it is so out of touch with natural cycles and its own divine nature.

http://www.democraticunderground.com/discuss/duboard.php?az=show_topic&forum=245&topic_id=8266