Hey there,

When I first had this dream, I thought of it being there to calm me down, but since I begun to read about afterlife-contacts and vision of the world beyond, I thought it might be something more, but I have not found out yet.

Following scene: It is a burial, and since I could verify that three of the faces of the black-dressed people there look very familiar (my parents and my brother), it must be mine (creepy, as they look like today!)

So seeing all the people there with sadness in their faces, but there is something else, like a transparent angelic appearence, mostly whitish, but with some blue, red and yellow dots wandering around the whitish body, sitting with a big smile on it's face on one of the tombstones (it is on the cemetery of our town).

What I find striking, that this appearance's face has similarities with mine (strange, I do not believe that I would be something like angelic after passing over, how could that be, I am nether living a religious life, nor doing community service or something alike, and also denying so much that is related to faith/belief/religion).
Also strange,at first I am not that appearance, which spreads a feeling of "do not worry, I am around you" to the family members, as it is like me floating around the people around there, and I am also the one to be buried/ lying in the coffin, which is placed in the little chapel that is on the cemetery, and in the beginning, a "visitor" of the burial.

Something that is also related to the appearance: I am passing, like everyone else, the opened coffin, my body lying in there, the cover of the coffin is still open (what is unusual, because at burials, which are held in our town, the cover is normally already closed, only the coffin is placed in front of the parish, next to the pastors pulpit, decorated with wreaths of flowers).
Later, when the coffin is brought to the grave, something lifts off through the cover and sits down on a tombstone (the angelic appearance).

So it seems like playing three roles, first a visitor (me visiting my own burial), then the one to be buried (the visitor seing myself lying in the coffin), and finally this appearance.
Even the perspective changes: The visitor is mourning about the loss and scared to death, also angry when seeing the dead body lying in the coffin, the one to be buried, feels like not being able to move, but being able to recognize what is going on around (how can that be, what should an unconscious person recognize?), the third role, after being carried to the grave, lifting of and sitting on the tombstone, with one of the "I know something you do not know smiles" on its face, spreading the feeling of "I am still there, do not worry", but up to this point, nobody recognizes this, the mourning is just to heavy.

regards,

pulsar

Hey betson,

via google I found a webside about the tibetan book of the dead, describing how bardo is "practised" when a person dies. It held also information about the different "stages" the "mind" goes through while dying.
But it was more of a sneak preview, not too much insights. It is one of the books that I marked as a must-have, as it seems to deliver knowledge about the great unknown, that is drained away from the "everyday-scene".

I guess it could also be helpful to live a life that is not that much filled with fear of the last breath.

What also comes to my mind some times, you mentioned passed lives, sometimes during everyday-life, without any intention to travel, or to think of it, I sometimes get images of places during a time (that was before me being born), but they are too vague, like sneak previews, one person a native american (accompanied by a wolf) in a destert-like territory, just walking straight ahead, the second one is what I would call a druid standing in a sacred grove, these two are the ones I can remember best (I do not know if it means something, but I like fantasy video games, and I am attracted to characters like shamans, priests and druids).

Could have written about this way earlier, than we would be at a higher level.

regards,

pulsar