Hullo.

Two new posts today, first in seven years. Oh my. Well, hi.

Here to share with you out of general interest to the greater community my most recent engagement as an afterlife guide to one transitioning from the physical to the beyond. It's part of my job, sometimes. I do what is mine to do and know what is mine to do.

My training — long before I encountered TMI and, later, Bruce, is as a practitioner of the Bardo Thodol, known to the West as the Tibetan Book of the Dead but more accurately translated as The Book of Between States.

Well, big deal, there's a world of difference between being a student of it and being a practitioner of it. When you are a practitioner, the first thing to do is throw the book away. It will do you no good at all, and may even damage you and your (client). I hesitate to use the word client, but it will have to do. It's a paid gig, I'm engaged as a professional in the afterlife territories. There is a job to do, I take it seriously.

It is a cool Sunday evening in Co Clare, Ireland, and I receive confirmation of payment, an equitable exchange for services. We'd been at this for the better part of a day, and in fact the work had already started. That's the way it works. I start the job ahead of time, because when I work I'm in No Time. And there are things to do, things to prepare.

Buddhist robes, no. Candles, incense, no. None of that really matters. Don't need no holy book or chanting or gongs.

In any event my client — the about-to-be-freshly-deceased — is in the United States in a hospice unit. He's not a Buddhist. He has no care for book learning. He's about to pass over to the Great Beyond and ....

And this is where I come in. I know it's now, but I am also working in No Time. I hit the hay and Monday morning it all hits at once.

Being the afterlife practitioner carries a lot of responsibility. I can feel this one is very big as I am now present to his field. Even by my experience, I know this is going to be a long, hard day for me.

Now what happens down here in Physical Material Reality (PMR) is dramatic even by my measure as I begin to thread the path into his journey. He's relying on me to do my job.

Physically, I'm moving north to Co Roscommon and this is part of the deal. For I have a very special place — a sacred place — to be. This is the destination and it's by every standard as remarkable as I can do today.

I have been to this place before and it's been calling to me. This is no coincidence.

For there is first the old cottage in the forest. Little remains of the old cottage. The roof is gone. "Ten, maybe twelve people lived here," my host tells me as we survey the ruins. And probably a sheep or two to keep everybody warm.

The new old cottage is still standing. Built in 1913, only a single electric line was linked, and that was only hooked up a scant 10 years ago. The man who lived there lived alone. Nothing has been touched since he passed away. There are religious relics above the fireplace where he burned peat to stay warm. A rosary is on the floor of what was his bedroom.

"He was very close to the Virgin Mary," my host tells me. And that was more than two years ago that I first visited the new old cottage. There's a new, new cottage and this is my destination today as I escort this gentleman across.

For I know that it is time for this man to be healed, and I am journeying with him to this special place of healing. As above, so below.

We complete the journey .... would that I give you details! This is an inner journey ... and an outer journey. And you likely know when we do an afterlife retrieval that the retrieval itself takes, oh, 8 seconds, tops. And retelling what occurred in that retrieval can fill a book chapter!

Probably a book of material just on this one journey for one soul on his transition. But really, there isn't much to tell. And there also is.

Over dinner with my friend I casually tell the story of a humorous afterlife retrieval. And at the same time I am assisting my client, he wants to hear the story too, and he thinks it's hilarious.

We now return you to your regularly scheduled programming.

My 3D track places me in a cottage in Achill, Ireland, where I continue the work I began.

Achill is an island in County Mayo, and I believe it may be the westernmost point in the country. It is in Achill that I do my most important and productive work. In fact I was headed to Achill when I accepted the work of the afterlife transition I sketched in this thread. I just took numerous detours through Counties Roscommon, Galway, Sligo and Donegal.

It seems like a forever-ago when I met for the very first time in person the woman who introduced me to yoga nidra. That is a meditation where one holds the state exactly between awake and asleep. "You are going to Ireland, and that's an order, and it's not from me," she said.

Thus began that journey that took me through historic Ireland, on to the Italian Alps, and, ultimately, to Achill. Little did I know the relationship I forged with Achill from that cottage on the water's edge.

And it is from there I made my first journey to Acaill Bheag (Little Achill), an island off Achill Island that was abandoned in the 60s. At this moment my fellow travelers from my first visit to Acaill Bheag are assembling for a reunion there in May.

Sláinte!

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Gaia's children include spiders!

While not everything in this universe is predisposed to humans, neither are humans predisposed to all other life forms.

The good / evil binary is not a useful judgment for me in the course of my work.

I've not the vaguest idea how this became an argument?

A transition to the "afterlife" is not really a big deal to me. Pretty basic work, in my experience.

"Tiger got to hunt,
Bird got to fly;
Man got to sit and wonder, "Why, why, why?"

Tiger got to sleep,
Bird got to land;
Man got to tell himself he understand."

— The Books of Bokonon

Hello.

Executive summary follows.

What I share here are my own experiences. If my experiences do not tally with books you know (general you - my use of "you" refers to "all you"), it is because I literally threw all my books away. I share my experiences with you here in the knowledge of your skill sets and your interest in the afterlife territories, and beyond.

Be sure to drink your Ovaltine.

• In my experience, there is very little difference between performing an afterlife retrieval and serving as a transition guide. If you can do one, you can do the other.
• Some humans need more time to transition than others. Some know exactly where to go and what to expect. Sometimes they can show their transition guide something new. You don't know until you're doing it.
• In my experience, transitions / retrievals may require very little time in 3D terms.
• If you engage in this work, you will know what to do when it is time to do so.
• Be kind.