tgecks
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A little more than three years ago, my partner and friend Janice passed away from here. She had asked me to wait to go to Lifelines at Monroe Institute until after she died, and I delayed it twice before I went in 2007. We had both gone to Monroe programs, and she had listened to the Going Home series of CDs many times, and had it playing in her ears as she breathed her last breath. She wanted us to take some pictures so we could see her "as an orb" and we had done so initially because she asked us to. It owrked, and an Orb of Golden Light left her lips as she departed. It hung around a day or two, then vanished. Her two sisters and I had nursed her for over a year before she gave it up, ostensibly of lung cancer and the radiation they impelled her to take (whole radiation of the brain and "gamma knife" to the brainstem). It was a huge loss for me even knowing she was just not here, and even with the ability to visit over there.
I did not try to see her until I went to Lifelines, and the very first exercise, a "Reintroduction to Focus 27" Bob Monroe's voice was counting us up through the levels and I found myself popping out in to a Temple of Alabaster, with shiny steps and pillars. Janice was standing in front of me, her back to me, delivering some pronouncement to a small group, and I burst out laughing in sheer joy. She turned around and shouted "THOMAS!" I "told" her I was at Lifelines and I was on my way to Focus 27 and she said, "Yeah. Isn't it great?." I told her she was not on 27, and that I was not exactly sure where she was but that I would be right back, as the rest of my group was arriving on Focus 27 at the Reception Center at that moment (as Bob's voice droned on). I popped out and in to the courtyard of the Reception Center, beneath a pergola covered with bouganvillea in bloom, with my group of 9 fellow Lifelin-ers. Not a heartbeat later Janice popped in right beside me holding the arm of a man I had seen many months before in a golden coccoon in the Healing Center after his suicide. He was her brother Kenny. She had followed Kenny.
She said she had grabbed him and followed my glowing footprints, and here they were. Kenny looked dazed, but Jan and I melted into a hug I can still recall. It was my joy to "see" her, and my grief at once, bittersweet, but worth it, worth it, worth it. That was May 2007. In February 2008 I went to Exploration 27, which Bruce describes in his books. Janice was my guide to many things that week, and I found she had "built" her place next to mine over there.... When I write my book I might describe all the wonderful things we did that week, in my group and with Janice, and the many members of the group who came back with her name, or her nicknames or something to show she was there and it was for real. She really made a showing to me, and the group many times, in so many people's stories.
I have been to see her many, many times since. Our place is not really on 27, but more somewhere like 29 or 30 or so. She has become less interested in Earthly things since her passing, and after so long is still there, but a large part of her has evolved far beyond. Her story was like the one Bruce told about the woman who said something like: "If this is heaven, where is Jesus, and let's get on with it." That was so Jan, who never waited in line, always cut ahead of everyone (I was mortified and could not stop her). She really GOT forgiveness and unconditonal love, and her vibration is so fine she is a wisp of Janice, and mostly PUL (pure unconditional love) as we all are in the end. She is still her, and she is still waiting for me as she promised she would, and she is occupied with many things that are not of this place. Having been all the way to Starlines Two (Focus 42 and 49, and Beyond the Stargate) and back, I can grok that one would be less concerned with the speck who is Thomas, and more occupied with merging with our I-THERE (or, as Jan and I called it US-THERE).
Though we retain our essence, that essence is way more than who we are in this lifetime, in this suit of meat, as it is the merging of all one's lifetimes here and in other times and dimensions and planets and such. Who we think we are is a tiny speck of Who We Really Are, no? And so, it is both with joy and regret that I say that I have released her in my heart so that she can go on, knowing that one day we will meet. Just not likely in the way I have thought we should or might. Pure Unconditional Love is just that.
I hope this is a comfort to you. It was that same week at lifelines I did an accidental retrieval on Jerry Falwell (which is described in the Retrievals secton archives still). Oops. Love makes you do crazy stuff sometimes.
So-- I think you will meet with your husband in the over there, but it might not be like you imagine it. And how else would we have it?
Love and Light, Thomas
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