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Editor's Essay

How We'll Find Wholeness in Summerland
from the Traumatic Sufferings of This World

 


 

 

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Editor’s note:

There are a few thousand pages on the Word Gems site, but this might be my favorite writing. If you allow yourself to accept the far-reaching implications herein, you might join me in this assessment.

Before proceeding here, you’ll want to study the scientific evidence for the afterlife which serves as foundation for the information below; advice I might offer as prelude to many of my articles; however, while Summerland, the initial "port of entry" to the afterlife, is very Earth-like, worlds beyond Summerland, even more wondrous, offer certain features which could seem fantastic to us - but only because we've not known the meaning of "thoughts are things," nor have we lived in a world where this precept begins to take flight and soar.

 

Under the “Children & Family” icon, I posted an essay presenting the case for having children in Summerland. While this blessing will address, for a great many, a major area of missed opportunity on Earth, a multitude of other calamities will also hope for resolution with the advent of the “real world.”

We’ve discussed how Summerland is more than a resort-world – nothing wrong with resort-worlds, and we’ll need plenty of “R & R” after the Earth-mission -- but other issues, most pressing, beyond that of pleasant environment, will likely command our attention.

Each person harbors a private definition, a special and particularized need, of happiness. While hopes and dreams, in the main, will have gone begging during the Earth-trip, they will not have been forgotten. Hardly. We learn from the great psychologists that our true desires will never die.

 

But, O that I were young again, and held her in my arms!

 

 

This most-fervent sorrowing of William Butler Yeats, one of great poets of the 20th century, reveals an open-wound trauma in his life. He had married late, wanting a son to perpetuate the family line, but was very unhappy with his much younger bride. The one whom he truly loved was not available; even so, we're told, he actually wrote to his true love during his honeymoon! How tragic.

special note: With great interest, I learned that Yeats had pursued evidence for the afterlife; further, he credited some of his poetic insights to sources from the astral realms.

 

 

Therefore, these unconsummated yearnings must be addressed. How shall these unfulfilled aspirations come to resolution?

  • Personal satisfaction is necessary, vital to attain, before one can progress to higher states of being. Without this sense of greater inner wholeness, we’d be continually looking back in wistfulness to the Earth-world as “the good old days” where “the best opportunities” were possible. Without real fulfillment of cherished longings, many - like the Israelites in the desert wishing to be slaves again in Egypt - in their grief over lost chances, would “get stuck” in Summerland, unwilling and psychologically unable to evolve as souls.

Those who oversee and manage the astral realms – advanced, ancient beings, many thousands of years old -- are well aware of this potential existential hazard. As such, every effort is made to allow the citizens of Summerland to experience what their hearts need to experience, in order to eventually say, “been there, done that, got the t-shirt and video, what’s next?”

 

  • Editor's note: My mother would have especially sought for the commemorative dinner plate. [smile]

 

Some missed Earth-opportunities are relatively easy to remedy; for example, let’s say you always wanted to play a musical instrument. Well, you can do that in one of the many music conservatories over there – see Father Benson’s comments.

Learning new skills and information, with our then-expanded mind power, will be so much easier. In time, not too long, the Summerland music student, if one so desires, will be able to participate as a member of an orchestra to perform at concerts, which are common in the next world.

There is another class of disappointment and loss, however, which will prove to be more intractable. Certain "holes in the heart" are much more personal in nature and specific to a particular place, time of life, person or persons. How does one find psychological healing concerning these?

 

please help me mend my broken heart and let me live again...

How Can You Mend A Broken Heart

I can think of younger days
When living for my life
Was everything a man could want to do.
I could never see tomorrow,
I was never told about the sorrow.

And how can you mend a broken heart?
How can you stop the rain from falling down?
How can you stop the sun from shining?
What makes the world go round?

How can you mend this broken man?
How can a loser ever win?
Please help me mend my broken heart
And let me live again.


Editor's note: A cry splits the night - the long dark night of the soul:

How will I ever be made whole from the devastating losses of this world? How will my heart ever come to know peace and happiness after losing everything I had or might have had? but, worst of all, after losing opportunity for tomorrow.

Diana's lamenting song demands, "How can you stop the rain from falling down, how can you stop the sun from shining?" These are impossible questions begging the answer, "You cannot do these things, because there is no solution." Likewise, as we have been terrorized to imagine and conclude, there is no solution to all that one's deepest person has yearned for in this world but failed to achieve or gain.

But how strange is reality, how utterly unexpected is the truth. Wonder of wonders, it actually is possible, in a very real way, for "second chances," for gaining that which, in our secret heart of hearts, we really wanted, but had been given up as forever lost.

Let me live again!

The ancient Greeks understood that mere endless duration of existence would be of little advantage without the heart finding fulfillment concerning that for which it yearns.

Spirit Guide Margaret proclaims the same: without hope and promise of particularized love fulfilled, we will fail to find lasting happiness in heaven.

Diana's assertion, "let me live again," is no request for more time as a mortal, no cry for fabled reincarnation; no, not that, we've had enough time on this sorrowful planet -- "let me live again" must be realized as per the only definition of life that's worth living. Read on.

 

 

This question of substantial loss, for years, would sometimes bother me. I would read the afterlife reports, especially Father Benson's, about the astral-realm beauty of the meadows and mountains, the “halls of learning” and cultural events, the colorful flowers and birds, the picturesque rivers and streams; but, I thought, what good are these, what good is a pretty landscape and a college course, without real healing, a real sense of wholeness, real resolution to one’s very personalized hopes and dreams?

I knew that I could not be the only one thus questioning; untold millions would have crossed over with similar concerns, and so I concluded that provision would have been made. My hunch proved correct; eventually, I found, and was given, what I needed to know.

 

four separate afterlife-information sources offer the same answer -- I call it the “holodeck world”
 

Editor's note: I use the term "holodeck world" to emphasize one main point, that of, we can experience anything we need to experience. Picard's "holodeck," however, existed as a hologram, a temporary construct, essentially, quite insubstantial. But the "holodeck worlds" of which I speak are not gossamer-like but as solid and real, and "more real," than the Earth-world; "more real" in the sense that the good things therein will exist exactly as we want them to exist, for as long as we want them to exist - unlike the Earth-experience which suffers the fate of "all good things," if gained to any degree, "must pass away."

 

Allow me to outline the testimony of four afterlife researchers who provide a beginning answer to the above questions concerning deepest wishes fulfilled:


(1) Jurgen Ziewe, a 30-year experienced out-of-body traveler: "recreating a childhood experience to the finest detail resulting in complete happiness"

 

Author Jurgen Ziewe, known as “Multi-Dimensional Man,” is a commercial artist...

 

 

who has investigated the afterlife for decades.

See his website: multidimensionalman.com

  • Editor's note: Jurgen strikes me as a level-headed and wise person. I count him as a good  afterlife-information source. There is a particular aspect of his findings signaling to me the likelihood of high credibility. He is one of the few teachers in this area who, along with Tolle, understands the importance of growing in consciousness, accessing the "true self" as basis of advancing spiritually - extremely important, vital to know. 

From his studies and personal out-of-body experiences, Jurgen offers the following story on his website. While the account is fictional, it represents a summary of what he's learned about certain sectors of the next world:

Here is a fictional story of a young man who grew up, died young, and eventually arrived on the super-dimensional level:

The happiest time of his life had been as a young boy when he grew up on a small farm with an assortment of farm animals within a happy and loving family. On the [level of the] super-dimension, he recreates his childhood experience down to the finest detail which is conjured up from the matrix of his former life. He now lives in complete happiness. He can even speak to the animals and they can speak to him. He plays with his friends and helps his father in the fields. Everything is as he remembers and better, but with the additional quality that everything he touches gives him total happiness. The people he is with are authentic incarnations from their soul essences such as his parents, who will in turn benefit from his devotion. Every detail of his young life is there, including the mud puddles he plays in, down to the smell of the fresh manure, which he remembers and associates with his childhood idyll. Everything has a pure and beautiful essence. Nothing is there that will disturb the idyllic world until it is his time to move on.


Notice how in this holodeck-world the young man lives as a boy again. His childhood Earth-experiences are reproduced in “the finest detail.” He jumps over the same mud-puddles, plays with the same kids, works in the same crop-fields, recognizes the same familiar scent of barnyard manure, and is superintended by authentic representations of his parents who work on the old farm.

 

(2) C.W. Leadbeater, The Devachanic Plane: "creating one's own world of highest bliss, constructed from memories and desires"
 

 

The “Devachanic Plane” is a term the Theosophists invented for one of the “port-of-entry” worlds to the afterlife, a little more advanced than Summerland. This is what Jurgen calls "the super-dimensional" level.

"Devachan" is a compound word from the Sanskrit 'deva', gods, and the Tibetan word 'chan', land, i.e. the "dwelling of the gods." Other afterlife reporters do not use the term “Devachan” but instead would say, the "fourth level.” Summerland is considered to be the “third level.”

C.W. Leadbeater (1854 - 1934), via psychic abilities, reports that he located the "Devachan" and testifies to its characteristics, which are very similar to that affirmed by Jurgen. The following is from Leadbeater's book:

[Devachan] is a world in which every being [is] … enjoying the highest spiritual bliss of which he is capable [as Devachan is constructed from one's own memories and desires] – a world whose power of response to his aspirations is limited only by his capacity to aspire…

In Devachan anyone who wishes … may actually live in a [private] world of his own without possibility of interruption and with the additional advantage of seeing all his ideas and their consequences fully worked out, passing in a sort of panorama before his eyes.

[Just as a child on Earth plays] “make believe,” so it is [with the one in Devachan] who surrounds himself … with an illusory world created by his own thoughts. In point of fact, the Devachan [world] of each person is exactly suited to him

It may be thought that there is a difference in the case of our friends – that, [on Earth] we have them really with us, but in Devachan what we have is only an image of them which we ourselves make. This … is true only of the lowest planes, and if the friend is an entirely undeveloped person … [but] as a man becomes more real [more conscious to] himself, his Devachan [world also] becomes more real… as man evolves, the illusions which clung round his spiritual childhood drop away, and he draws ever nearer to the reality which lies behind them.

[The Devachan world] is … the only imaginable one which could fulfill its [objective] of making [the possessor of that world] happy to the fullest extent of his capacity for happiness. If the joy of heaven were of one particular type only, as it is according to orthodox Christian theory, there must always be some who would weary of it [but instead, there is available] that quality of [personalized] joy which is best [and exactly] suited to his idiosyncrasies

[An example of a Devachan world: A child] died at the age of seven and [had been taught with religious stories] … and the best of all [happiness for him, as he defined happiness, was that] he loved to think of himself as playing with the infant Jesus and helping him to make those clay sparrows which the power of the child-Christ is fabled to have brought to life and caused to fly.

The Devachan world, a holodeck-world, is a world wherein one's memories and desires are brought to life. It becomes "more real," more authentic, as the inhabitant becomes more real to him or herself, in terms of growing in consciousness.

 

(3) W.F. (Rick) Rickard, direct-voice medium, facilitating messages from an ancient afterlife entity: "lovers to create, via thought, their own private world, according to their own liking"

On the "Direct-Voice Medium" page I present the work not only of Randall and French (below), but that of Rick Rickards. During the 1950s and '60s Rick was part of the Norman Hunt Circle in England. See the referenced page for more information.

Rick "brought through" many reporters from the other side, but, I would say, by far, the most notable and wise was "Abu" (which means "father" in the sense of "teacher"; a similar term is used by the apostle Paul in Galatians), a former Egyptian priest of 3500 years ago.

My friend James Webster, afterlife researcher of 60 years and retired medical professional, is currently the custodian of the Rickard tapes. James graciously sent me CDs of some of the "Abu messages." I count these first-rate among a few hundred sources I've reviewed in over 20 years.

In CD #33, Abu speaks to the circle-members as he answers their questions. One person wanted to know how hard it might be to adjust to our new lives in Summerland, and would we at times be "frustrated"? Abu said that the term "frustrated," while there will be a certain "learning curve," might be inappropriate, a little negative, as we will finally be living in the "real world," our true home. There will be no frustration once we return to our natural environment, he said.

Offering an example of his meaning. Abu said that our present physical bodies do not truly represent our native and natural mode of living, and that when we cast off the mortal shell at transition, with the inner-body then taking charge, we will feel far more "at home" and at ease with this, our "normal" attire.

lovers to create, by their own thoughts, a private world for themselves 

And then Abu made a comment that strikes at the heart of our discussion here. Regarding feeling "at home" and not "frustrated," Abu said that lovers, by their own thoughts and intentions, will be able to create a world according to their own specifications, their own liking - and that this personal control over their environment would assure anyone that a sense of complete happiness, peace, and security will be attainable.

I might add that Abu no longer lives in Summerland, but in a more advanced world, "the fourth level," where, as we'll discuss in more detail, the principle of "thoughts are things" takes to itself new life and expanded powers. 



(4) Edward Randall and Emily French, direct-voice medium: "the spheres of love ... countless in number ... where lovers cling to one another"

 

Edward Randall was a prominent attorney in Buffalo, NY in the early 1900s. He became interested in the scientific evidence for the afterlife and, for about 20 years, regularly met with the aged and frail Emily French, a gifted direct-voice medium. He and others thoroughly investigated the work of Mrs. French with a view toward affirming its veracity.

During their time together, thousands of messages from the afterlife were received, the content of which was transcribed by a stenographer. Many of the messages were from scientists and intellectuals on the other side who spoke of things of which Mrs. French, or many, would have no knowledge.

See more information about Randall and French here.

"The French Revelation" is one of my favorite afterlife-testimony sources. I like the many sophisticated discussions as persons on the other side debate the existence of God, just as we do here in our world.

But, for our purposes at hand, the following message fits in well with what we've already seen:

"The spheres [worlds]! No tongue can describe them. There are thousands... millions... countless in number... all rounded into complete worlds, and all the habitations of those who cherish the special idea which rules the sphere... There are spheres of every mental light, thought, and knowledge; spheres of special grades of intellect and wisdom. In all and each [person] is a special need of happiness... There are spheres of love, where tender natures cling to one another until they are drawn by higher, broader aspirations to broader planes of thought..."


Notice how all four quoted sources speak of a world wherein one's particular and private definitions of happiness are honored and pursued.

 

the spheres of romantic love

We gather, from the above testimonies, that the holodeck-worlds of the "super-dimensions" beyond Summerland might bring to life, enflesh, and serve to enact or re-enact any lost opportunity of one's Earth-life.

For some, as we've seen, this could mean reliving peaceful and happy childhood days on a farm; or, it could mean interacting with a "baby Jesus" with whom one might bring clay sparrows to life.

  • Editor's note: This "baby Jesus" was not a real person, did not have a soul, but was created in a holodeck-world to help a child of seven explore and come to terms with a religiously-inclined sense of happiness.

 

These activities are fine for those thus requiring, but, for the majority, the open-wound perception of Earth-loss will center on something else.

In the article on "repression," we reviewed comments by the great psychologists regarding hidden desires which, if unrequited, will never leave one's spirit. We speak, of course, of romantic love.

For untold millions who cross over, devastating loss in the area of thwarted romance will dominate the psyche. And this is why we learn of specific and dedicated holodeck-worlds called "the spheres of love" wherein lovers simply "cling to one another," for as long as they need or want to, as they seek for emotional healing.

 

 

 

 

Rod Stewart, Sometimes When We Touch

I want to hold you 'till the fear in me subsides

 

Cyndi Lauper, Water's Edge

Oh, I wish you could wrap yourself around me
I am gripped by a loneliness
Oh, I wish you could wrap yourself around me
I'd be released in your tenderness
I'd be released in your tenderness

 

 

 

the future life "would assuredly not be worth living" without one's dearly beloved

Editor's note: Many afterlife testimonies insist that Soul-Twins' marital love constitutes the ultimate satisfaction in the Spirit World. The channeled works of Dresser, Duffey, Silver Birch, Myers, Rickard, Swedenborg, and others, make this plain. But I was surprised to find a similar statement in the writings of William Stainton Moses, one of the great mediums of the 1800s. There is much wisdom in his books about natural law, how things truly work in the next life. Amidst these weighty concepts, I was not expecting a reference to love, including romantic love; yet, near the very end of his second book, he asserts:

"In demonstrating man’s absolute accountability for his acts, and his formative power in moulding his character and preparing for himself his place in the life to come, it enunciates a principle which is inferior to none in its binding and corrective and essentially religious power. And in preaching the gospel of hope of union and communion now, and of reunion hereafter, with those so dearly loved that, without them, [a future] life, whatever other boons it had to offer, would assuredly be not worth living, it lightens the weary load of the present, and gilds the prospect of the future."

Editor's note: We mark the phrase, "not worth living." Without the love of those dearest to us, including a particular one most dear -- "assuredly" says Moses -- heaven would hold no appeal for us. See the section in "The Wedding Song" concerning "what we stay alive for."

 

 

Picard in the "Nexus"  

In the Star Trek movie Generations, Picard finds himself in a Summerland-like world where long-cherished desires are fulfilled.

His secret heart had always harbored a wish for a wife and family, especially to share tender love at Christmas time with little children; this definition of happiness, for him, came to life in the "Nexus," a holodeck-world.

In his case, however, a glistening bauble suddenly brought him to an uncomfortable awareness: "These children aren't real! Nothing here is real! Nothing here matters!"

Picard's perfect wife and children, mere soulless humanoids, were as unreal as the baby Jesus playing with the seven-year-old. But, unreality in the Devachan, we learn from Leadbeater, becomes a function of one's level of consciousness. There is a way to make it all very real.

 

quantum-based holodeck-worlds, wherein thoughts rule, create, and direct reality

Editor's note: see Dr. Amit Goswami's research on this; also see the "Dr. Quantum" video on the "double-slit experiment."

In Father Benson's Summerland, the principle of "thoughts are things" begins to gather momentum. He explains how people there can transport themselves over great distances merely by thought-power; boats are propelled by thought, and buildings are brought into being with the help of focused intention.

But in the worlds beyond Summerland, the power of thought shifts into high gear; now one is able to create whole worlds, "in finest detail," by applying one's concentrated thought. These worlds, "countless in number," manifest as a result of one's deepest wishes and desires.

 

lovers "clinging" to one another

In the holodeck-world of "the spheres of love," doubtless, there is much literal clinging for lovers. But I think this phrase of "clinging" is a euphemism signifying much more.

 

I ran to him, held him tightly in my arms, and would not let him go

 


"I will rise now in the night and seek the one whom my soul loves. I sought him, but I found him not. Breathlessly, I implored the watchman of the street, 'Oh, have you seen him? have you seen the one whom my soul loves?' But I found him not. I continued searching, desperately searching in the night; then, finally, my eyes met the one whom my soul loves. I ran to him, held him tightly in my arms, and would not let him go."  Song Of Solomon

 

 

Just as Jurgen's young man was able to recreate his early farm days, and as the seven-year-old child was able to conjure a super-friend to make clay sparrows fly, so too lovers will be able to craft and design a world, or any number of them, to explore their specific, very personal, missed or bungled opportunities of Earth-days; proximate cause of their having lost each other.

 

you don't know anything about me...

Jamie Sullivan and Landon Carter 

"Please don't pretend that you know me."

"I know everything about you. I've been in school with you since first grade - (in condescending, impatient tone) you're Jamie Sullivan, you wear the same green sweater, you always sit in the front row, and when you walk you look at your feet."

"You don't know anything about me."

 

Eckhart TolleRegarding "John and Mary" meeting each other: "You're not meeting anybody at all! - you're meeting your own thoughts. You think you're meeting people, entering into relationships with them, but you're only having a relationship with your own [egocentric] mind. And then you marry her and she has the same problem. A little later they can't stand each other anymore. Two minds meeting that [do not really meet at all; they never met the real individual, the true self, only their egoic desires superimposed upon that person]."

 

 

What does it mean for lovers to explore missed opportunities? It can mean anything they want it to mean; the possibilities are infinite in scope, and will play out differently for each couple, in terms of mitigating sorrow from the past.

They will be able to relive and recreate actual situations from long ago "in the finest detail," to experience "what might have" or "should have" been.

How long might they stay in a particular holodeck-world, exploring a particular event or issue? It could range from a brief tour to spending years and decades there. A couple could actually decide to simulate growing up together. Unlike fabled reincarnation, they would retain their adult minds but outwardly represent themselves as children.

 

you may relive part of [your Earth]-life, or the whole of it, if you shall wish 

Spirit-Guide Abu: “When you shall shed the limitations of the Earth-plane, you may relive part of that life, or the whole of it, if you shall wish – it is not likely that you will wish to relive it in its entirety, as there will be better things to do, but it is conceivable that you may wish to go back over a part of the life which you remember.”

 

happy glade

Editor's note: The Abu-tapes occasionally feature testimony from a once-fallen WWI soldier, Alfred. "Alf," as he calls himself, is a student of Teacher Abu, has a good sense of humor, and likes to laugh about his ill-spent youthful days before the War when much of his time was spent drifting about and drinking beer. It took him awhile to adjust to Summerland society and to live responsibly.

However, Alf's country property in Summerland offers something for our discussion here. There's a row of bushes near his house, and, he reports, if he makes his way through the bushes, he suddenly finds himself in -- I'll call it -- a secret garden. It's a private setting with a stream, trees, flowers, and colorful birds. Alf calls it his "happy glade." This hide-away is more than secluded in that it doesn't exist for anyone else. He could, he says, take friends there if he chose to, but his "happy glade" is off the grid relative to Summerland proper. It's just for him. It's an entrance to a personalized "holodeck world" for him to enjoy, develop, and experiment with. To do what exactly? That's up to him. He could simulate almost anything.

 

 

the Genesis story uses the word "clinging" and the Emily French testimony speaks of "cling to one another"; this latter might poetically serve as fulfillment of the ancient biblical account

Genesis speaks of Twins leaving father and mother, "clinging" to one another in the process of becoming One Person. I believe it to be significant that the Wedding Song massages this verse and substitutes "traveling on" for "clinging." I think I know why.

"Clinging" (the Hebrew in Genesis literally indicates a "gluing") refers to that dualistic means by which true lovers, in sweet opposite-sameness, awaken and unfold their souls, find spiritual integration - famously called becoming One Person. But when all this is recast as "traveling on," I think we are meant to understand that all activities of life, here and hereafter, will serve to effect sacred romantic union.

Stated another way:

"Clinging" obviously includes erotic nexus; but, to redefine this romantic process as "traveling on" suggests that all activities Twins share will take on a new delightful cast. Simply being with her, just living life together, doing all things together, mundane and grand, will assume a quasi-erotic and pleasurable nature.

And I think this is why it is often stated in the afterlife reports that the very essence of heaven's joy will be that of sharing all of life there with a true mate.

 

 

Picard experiences 40 years in 15 minutes

We know from Einstein's Special Theory Of Relativity that time does not flow equally in all frames of reference. Here's how "spending years" in the "spheres of love" could work in a practical sense. Captain Picard instructs us once again.

In the STNG episode, "The Inner Light," Picard is taken to a strange planet and cannot get back the Enterprise. Stranded, he eventually marries, has children, and finally grows to be a very old man.

Suddenly, after decades, he is thrust back onto the Enterprise where, according to the ship's clock, he'd been gone for only 15 minutes! - whereas his personal sense of time felt it to be 40 years!

This temporal anomaly is something entirely possible. Lovers could create for themselves a similar adventure. Time flows as a function of gravity and motion, and these can be manipulated to create whatever timescape is desired. Here's the upshot.

Let's say you and your mate want to relive some childhood years, or decades, in a holodeck world. You can do that - it's theoretically possible - and this, without disrupting your "normal life" in Summerland, if that's where you two have decided to put down roots. Later, you can pop back to your Summerland life where the "clocks" will say you've been gone only some minutes!

All these things are possible. The question is, what do you want and need to do? - and with whom?

Another thing, let's say in our hypothetical situation of recreating childhood years, as we learned from Jurgen's testimony, the others in your newly-created world - possibly, parents, close relatives, friends - can be authentic soul-expressions of these people; in other words, they will be real people not androids, the same people you knew way back in your Earth days. Apparently, it is possible on the higher levels to effectively divide one's soul-energies allowing one to be in more than one place at a time, which would mean that the "normal" lives of these close relatives and friends would not be disrupted.

 

living in a private world of one’s own design, with no threat of interruption or loss, seeing all ideas and consequences fully worked out

In the "Devachan" report (above), the psychic Leadbeater states that we will enjoy opportunity to explore "what if" scenarios, the lost and bungled opportunites during our Earth mission, "fully worked out" in terms of resolution, closure, and possible outcomes.

How might this happen?

We're not told directly right now, but I see one road forward. STNG episode #54, "Booby Trap" (1989), helps us here.

LaForge works to determine the cause of energy loss which will soon destroy the Enterprise. With time running out, he asks the ship's computer to simulate the chief engineer who designed the latest starship engines. Dr. Leah Brahms is thereby conjured, imbued not just with technical knowledge but with emotions and personality, portraying her within parameters of authenticity, approximating 95% accuracy.

When I saw this, I said, “We could do the same in a holodeck-world.” Here’s what we know, or think we know, right now:

We can:

(1) invite persons of special significance from our Earth-life to be with us in a holodeck-world. We might also:

(2) create a simulation, like Leah Brahms, to interact with us. But I’m wondering if there might be another option:

(3) I believe it will be possible for a “real-live” person to access her own memory-banks and, in a sense, enter into a long-ago frame of mind, thereby allowing one to authentically, realistically, explore a “what if” scenario. In the accessing, she would have the same essential outlook, the same views, as she had decades ago, but this time, this time, you will see what “would have happened” had you said or did something different.

Are you ready to finally learn what might have happened?

There are endless possibilities here. You've always wondered how things might have played out if you'd said such-and-such or acted in another way at particular junctures of life... Are you ready to know the truth of what "might have been"? It could be unnerving to know, but very educational.

But, will all this constitute a “real world” or just an illusion? Let’s recall from our discussions of the implications of quantum physics (see the “theory-of-everything” and “ultimate reality” pages), that only Universal Consciousness is real, with physical objects as mere manifestations of Consciousness.

Matter enjoys but a derivitive form of existence, with only Consciousness as real. This is why, at the quantum level, matter disappears into a nothingness. What we believe to be solid and “real” material substance is a kind of simulation. Only Consciousness is real and primary. Matter, at its center, is "made of" Consciousness. Materialists will preach otherwise, but without evidence -- ask Dr. Amit Goswami.

This principle holds true for all worlds, our present one and the ones to come. All worlds, it could be said, are worlds of simulation; all worlds, in a sense, are worlds of illusion. All worlds derive their substance from Universal Consciousness, the ground of all being. There is no such thing as the Earth-experience being "more real." This feeling is just an empty prejudice of materialistic Earthlings.

And, therefore, the coming holodeck-worlds, representing lost and bungled opportunities of the Earth-world, now recreated/re-enacted “to the finest detail,” will be just as real, or as unreal, as the Earth-experience.

But let's talk about this a little more.

 

 

which one is the "real" world and the "real" life - it can get a little confusing

I hope you've begun to see how this holodeck-world principle might heal sorrowful hearts.

There is a natural tendency to lament: "Oh, I missed out on this experience with the one I love; and we didn't get to do this, and we lost out on that, and then this big problem happened instead - and now there's no way we can ever make this up!" Actually... this is not true.

 

I think you're scared, because you want to be with me, too...

Landon Carter and Jamie Sullivan

"Maybe I want to be with you!"

"You don't know what you want!"

"You know what your problem is? - you're hiding from me and from yourself. You hide behind that holy book of yours and your religion. I think you're scared -- because you want to be with me, too."

 

 

What if you could make up the losses and do it right this time, be made whole, in a very real way that satisfies the deepest wishes of the heart?

I don't think the hurts of the past will ever be erased from our minds - and, with a clearer head, we wouldn't want this to happen, as our mistakes and losses become part of our wisdom, the very reason we dared to come to the troubled Earth.

 

Doctor Strange (2016), The Ancient One (Tilda Swinton)

“We never lose our demons. We only learn to live above them.”

 

grief to be swallowed up, displaced, reduced to cool philosophical notation and footnote, by the dominant and overwhelming good experiences to come

Instead of "erasing," we need to displace and minimize, remove the sting of loss and grief, by overlaying the hurtful experience with a new positive one; however, not just any new experience, but the "very same one," so to speak, now sanctified and sanitized, free of trauma and loss. We can do this in a very real holodeck-world.

Our time on the Earth is more or less a disaster for everyone, and people naturally worry how they will ever find peace of mind from the losses here. I have come to see that the Spirit Guides do not share this worry with us, as they know of the coming holodeck-worlds where we'll be able to "overwrite the sad scene" with a better ending, one to our individual and particular liking.

 

but... which one is the "real" experience

Let's remember that these holodeck-worlds can recreate an Earth-scene down to the "finest detail." When I saw that phrase, a whimsical thought came to mind: "This means that on the lake by the old farm there will be the same July mosquitoes hovering on the water at dusk, and the same frogs I used to chase by the shore when I was ten!"

 

When there's that kind of detail recreated, it suddenly becomes a little confusing about which is the "real world." I suggest we review Father Benson's remarks in the "archetype" article as he strongly asserts that the Earth-world is the pale, black-and-white "copy," with the coming "real world" the permanent full-color production.

 

nothing here is real... nothing here matters...

I've learned much from Picard's wisdom, but, in this case, I think he had it wrong. It's the Earth-world, not the holodeck-worlds, where "nothing matters."

Everything here, as Kairissi and Elenchus came to see, is provisional and reversible; everything here, essentially, expresses the cravings of the Small Ego; everything here was built by deluded creatures of whom Jesus said, "they know not what they do"; everything here is in a state of flux, decay, and is passing away; every good thing here is like the elusive butterfly defying capture and gone the next moment; everything here is meant to be training-ground, the "practice turn," a disposable throw-away version.

But, in the coming "real world," every good thing reflects our "true self," the authentic needs and wishes of the soul, that which we "ought" to desire and were made to desire; every lasting relationship in Summerland is built upon permanent soul-affinity, not the transitory ego-needs or instinctual bio-responses of "John and Mary," which latter union will naturally fade away and be abandoned when they realize their error; every good thing in the Spirit World is enduring and fixed, never again to suffer loss - and when we find something there that we really like, we can stay with it as long as we want - unendingly, if so desired; or until we're ready to say, "been there, done that, what's next?" No one will ever ask us to vacate or leave or give up something good; no one, nothing, will ever disrupt our happiness.

Why, then, should we favor the shadowy Earth-experience as "real" and not that of the coming worlds wherein our truest selves, our deepest yearnings and soul-pledges - that which "should have been" - find solid, actual, and permanent expression?

 

 

How can it not be real when the same mosquitoes are on the lake? 

Kairissi: This whole discussion of the “real world” really gets to me.

Elenchus: What's bothering you, Dear?

K. The author's comment about the vicissitudes of his old boyhood farm - even the lake’s changing shoreline, in his own lifetime - I find rather unnerving.

E. (small smile) His frog-chasing may have encouraged the expression, "mad as a box of frogs."

K. (small smile) I'm sure he was right in there.

E. Tell me what you're really seeing here, Krissi.

K. It’s just the impermanence of it all. The author has stated that the old way of life, the German farming community of childhood, appeared as enduring as the ancient Roman Empire, which lasted a thousand years, and another thousand in the East. But really, those views of solidity are just illusion; yes, while kids live “at home” under the control of powerful father figures, it can all seem set in stone, but how quickly the stage-props disintegrate. In the end, the "solid" farm and "permanent" way of life were all made of straw and playing cards. The big bad wolf just huffed-and-puffed it all down so easily.

E. The “powerful father figures,” too, ended up dying; indeed, rather early, and the farms blew away like super-dry combine chaff.

K. Oats, flax, or wheat? But, Ellus, I have come to see that institutions and modes of living on the Earth are all just fake scenery; just kids playing with wooden swords and paper hats. And in all this insubstantiality, I marvel and wonder why part of me so readily ascribes any assessment of “real world” to the Earth, this gossamer moth of fading summer.

E. Would you agree? – it’s just a prejudice we indulge in. As Amit Goswami says, we errantly identify with our social conditioning, "with a particular pattern of habits for responding to stimuli;" this is what the small ego does as it creates illusion on many levels. We humor ourselves that time flows with constant rate, that tables are solid, and that the Sun rises in the east.

K. But we are deceived – as the author asserted repeatedly in “Stars And Midnight Blue.” “Might we always be deceived?” he asked the reader. And I think another point of common deception, well in line with the numerous "I am deceived" misperceptions outlined in that writing, is that we count this world as the “real” and primary one.

E. Baby Doll, this is a very important insight, and it helps to clarify the whole issue. Our default judgment that the Earth-plane is the “real world” should be ranked with the rooster’s fancied belief that his crowing brings on the dawn.

K. I think so, Dear. And the point is, the Earth is not the “real world,” no matter what our five senses cajole us to accept. That view is just a prejudice, along with a hundred others that form our deluded notions of how life works.

E. You’ve added something important to this discussion. So, since you’re “on a roll” here, let me ask you, where does this leave us in our review of this subject?

K. I think… in a coming "holodeck-world," in a “sphere of love,” we will begin to let go of our social conditioning and gradually allow our perceptions to become convinced of many truths. With better knowledge, keener judgment, with less ego directing us, all of the examples of “I am deceived” will begin to surrender to a more enlightened view. And part of this realignment will include that which we count as “the real world.” The hegemony of the Earth-plane, and our disastrous time on this planet, will fade in our thinking, replaced by the far more substantial reality of Summerland and “the spheres.”

E. It all comes down to simple mistake. We crown the Earth as "the real world" because that's all we know right now.

K. "Garbage in, garbage out," Darling Dear.

 

 

  • Editor's note: In addition to the four major testimony-examples above, there are also good secondary sources as evidence for the "holodeck-world." For example in my Summerland article I speak of Raymond Lodge, son of the famous scientist, Sir Oliver Lodge. Raymond had been killed in WWI and subsequently communicated with his father via psychic-medium. The fallen soldier explained that in Summerland...

    "It seems to get dark sometimes, when [I] would like it to be dark."

    The above four major examples of "holodeck" materialization take place in worlds beyond Summerland, but, as we learn from Raymond, the principle of "thoughts are things" is found in a beginning way even in Summerland, wherein Raymond's mere intentions create "night-time" even though perpetual day-time is "default setting." In places beyond Summerland, however, the power of the mind to create environment gathers much strength with entire worlds, furnished "to the finest detail," brought into being to satisfy private desires. 

 

addendum: the Dark Realms, too, are created by thought

Recently, while reviewing a taped testimony of Abu, an ancient afterlife-entity channeled by Rick Ricards, I heard something which abruptly stopped me. Abu stated that the Dark Realms were not created by "upper management" to detain or punish malcontents who stumble into the next world. As we learn time and again, no one will ever pass judgment on us in the afterlife - we do this ourselves. Abu asserted that we, ourselves, create the Dark Realms - we ourselves do this by the power of thought, now cruising at hyper-speed in dimensions wherein "thoughts are things," virtually taking on a life of their own.

Consider the shocking implications and the parallels: For those who have begun to advance themselves, wondrous worlds such as "the spheres of love" open to them and are created by their own particularized desires.

But, if we labor in a self-imposed darkness due to malicious and evil conduct, one's mental darkness, upon crossing over, might spring into hard-edged existence, manifesting as fully-formed unpleasant worlds -- dwellings of our own making.

It becomes evident, as one studies the material on this subject, that we all create habitations for ourselves in the coming dimensions -- with the only question remaining, will the thought-prompted worlds be of pleasure or pain?

 

 

a most unusual 'holodeck' example

I invite you to review my article on the 500 Leslie Flint "direct voice" tape-recordings. It’s a treasure-house of information about Summerland from people on the other side.

 

 Leslie Flint, circa. 1960

"I think I can safely say that I am the most tested medium this country has ever produced... I have been boxed up, tied up, sealed up, gagged, bound and held, and still the voices have come to speak their message of life eternal." 
 

On May 29, 1970 Charles Dickens, from the world of Spirit, offered recorded testimony via medium Leslie Flint. Dickens spoke for nearly 30 minutes, on a variety of topics; for example, he expressed the view that so-called death, in fact, is the beginning of life and opens the door to great knowledge and experience. However, for our purposes here, I would like to focus on a particular aspect of Mr. Dickens’ report:

In the future dimensions, where the principle of thoughts-are-things takes to itself great power, as we’ve discussed above, worlds are brought into being, and outfitted, according to people’s intentions.

An author, said Dickens, might provide a most unusual aspect to this phenomenon; in that, characters created by the author, if people identify with them, if they are thought about, will be brought into a kind of being in a particular world designed for this purpose.

Dickens commented that, "I've met a lot of my own characters here.” This does not mean that these characters are now ensouled entities but, instead, will exist along the lines of the “baby Jesus” we learned about earlier. Even so, the character will be imbued with extremely life-like qualities, like the simulated Dr. Leah Brahms interacting with Giordi.

I see Dickens' report of this marvel as having great educational and recreational value. Think of the loved fictional characters created by many authors, ones that you've enjoyed in your life. It will be possible to meet and interact with these "personages" in a very real and convincing way.

Concerning Dickens' most loved literary characters, I'm thinking of David and Agnes:

 

"And now, I tried to tell her of the struggle I had had, and the conclusion I had come to. I tried to lay my mind before her, truly, and entirely. I tried to show her how I had hoped I had come into the better knowledge of myself and of her; how I had resigned myself to what that better knowledge brought; and how I had come there, even that day, in my fidelity to this. If she did so love me (I said) that she could take me for her husband, she could do so, on no deserving of mine, except upon the truth of my love for her, and the trouble in which it had ripened to be what it was; and hence it was that I revealed it. And, oh, Agnes, even out of thy true eyes, in that same time, the spirit of my child-wife looked upon me, saying it was well; and winning me, through thee, to tenderest recollections of the Blossom that had withered in its bloom!

'I am so blest, Trotwood -- my heart is so overcharged -- but there is one thing I must say.'

'Dearest, what?'

"She laid her gentle hands upon my shoulders, and looked calmly in my face.

'Do you know, yet, what it is?'

'I am afraid to speculate on what it is. Tell me, my dear.'

'I have loved you all my life!' ...

 

If you so desire, if it is meaningful for you to do so, you will be able to meet this couple. You will even be able to meet Kairissi and Elenchus.

 

special note:

As a boy I greatly admired -- and part of me extols to this day -- Superboy and the Legion of Superheroes. How thrilling to me were their exploits and their noble spirit of altruism:

Truth, as they say, is stranger than fiction; future worlds will blur demarcating lines between, not just fiction but, what we assumed to be mere fantasy. 

 

There is another important item to be discussed:

Might true love be forever unrequited?

Silver Birch was asked about thwarted love in this world - probably, the most common and pressing question for millions. The query went something like this:

Let us suppose that X loves Y but, for a variety of reasons, X cannot be with Y. Both of them transition to the next world. X continues to love Y; however, Y neither shares X’s feelings nor responds in kind. In such case, what will happen to X if his love cannot be consummated vis-à-vis Y? Is X doomed to live eternally in a sorrowful condition having lost Y?

You will want to read Silver Birch’s statements on this subject in their entirety in his books, but consider a summary-answer below (paraphrased and expanded):

No one’s love life will ultimately be thwarted in the next world; that is not possible. On Earth, true love seldom and rarely comes to full-flower, as there are many hindrances and impediments. Some of these roadblocks stem from the immaturity of the parties involved, and some result from unpropitious circumstances, so common on the Earth-plane.

But let us speak to the desires of X. So much of what is called “love” on Earth is not worthy of the term. In the vast majority of cases, X will not truly love Y but suffers mere evanescent infatuation fueled by animal spirits, procreative urges, instinctual desire for children, domestic-household concerns, mammalian impulse, intentions to provide for legacy and heirs, property and wealth accumulation, social and peer-group pressure, cultish duty and deference to Church and heritage, fears related to being alone or not being chosen - and other such egocentric issues which lead people into, and require them to stay, within the ranks of what Ann Landers called "the miserably married."

None of this is “love” in any meaningful sense, and none of it will endure transition to the “real world.” All of it will yet be cast upon the scrapheap of diminished consciousness - to be eagerly rejected as combinatorial expressions of biology, fear, and egoism.

However, if X crosses over in a state of aforementioned deluded mind regarding Y, X will, in due time, discover the vacuity of his position, the non-substantive nature of his so-called "love." When that happens, X will find himself released from the base psychological chains of ersatz romantic desire. His sense of "love" will be gone, forever.

But let us humor our hapless friend X for the moment and grant him the lofty status of true love regarding Y. If this in fact were to be the case, then X’s feelings for Y are permanent, enduring, and will last eternally.

But now you will be troubled by the frightening question, if X is thus authentically enamored with Y, what will be the fate of X if Y spurns his true love? You must forgive me (said Silver Birch) as what I am about to say will strike many as controversial – the fact of the matter is, if X’s love is true, then Y will yet discover her own true love for X; it will be impossible for Y not to reciprocate X’s love; Y's coming maturity and better sightedness will exchange non-response and indifference for extreme delight and breathless devotion. It is not possible to unilaterally love another in an authentic manner.

True love is not driven by fleeting brain-chemical induced fever but exists as a function of enduring, blended soul-energies. This balanced interplay cannot invade one party without the other equally afflicted. Each will yet love the other with corresponding and proportional intensity. In the "kingdom of God," there are no aloof ice-princesses holding at bay starving puppies. It doesn’t work that way. There are no lop-sided love affairs in Summerland. That is not possible. Each represents one-half of a complete "One Person" individuality, with each mirroring the other's essential essence. True love is rooted in the soul, the core of being, not in feckless biology. True love manifests as a permanent state of consciousness, a steady-state delightful way of seeing things, not as transitory procreative delirium. True love is a magical world of enchanted cognition and perception, but only for authentic romantics. True love, to our disbelieving joy, upending the Beatles' song, has no "nasty habit of disappearing overnight."

All this acknowledged, it must be stated that, if Y is immature, if Y has not yet acquired sufficient spiritual growth and consciousness, then Y may indeed delay, but cannot ultimately thwart, rapprochement with X; in such case, X will, and must, await Y's awakening to their mutual destiny of sacred romance.

And so, if X and Y are Twin Souls, then there will be no “others,” there is no competition - this is not possible. Twins cannot enter into other relationships, excluding a destined mate; well, in times of immaturity, they can and do, at least attempt to, but only to court great personal suffering in this spurning of sacred trust. They are not two but one, and, in most cases, in defiance of this reality, they will suffer their way into better viewpoint. Love is not just chemistry but physics, too - There is no separate Force A and Force B, but only Force A-B. One member of this cosmic pair cannot act without the other sent spinning; stated proverbially, "You cannot touch without being touched."

For them, love is not a choice, as such, but a coming to awareness, a wellspring of realization, issuing from the secret depths; again, love is not a choice, but rather, Love has chosen them to be together always. Though confusion will reign for a time concerning this issue of ineluctability, they have no other options in which to find ultimate happiness. It won't work with just any pretty face. But, by the time they are allowed to be together, they will have discovered the painful truth of this woeful principle on their own.

True love is not about "voting" or selecting the "best resume" or "interviewing" a list of applicants. But no need to worry about getting it wrong. For Twins, each to the other appears as an ideal; for them, there is no disappointment, no "settling" and making do with "second best." Whatever he or she brings to the other, "coincidently," is exactly what each had always dreamed of and wanted in a mate. This felicitous confluence of desire meeting reality is utterly shocking to both parties. "How could you be, and mean, so much to me? How can I feel so much for you? It's almost embarrassing how much I want you!" Yes, as the old Bobby Vinton song goes, "Forgive me for wanting you so!" 

This kind of high-degree affinity is precision-engineered and does not happen by accident. As such, it cannot be fostered, engendered, or even encouraged by pious god-talk, by church rituals, ceremonies, or blessings from the bishop. None of that will mean the slightest. Twins are linked at the core of being, and have been since their creation "in the soul nursery." Their resultant bond is unalterable, unbreakable; it either exists or it does not; if existing, it cannot be removed or changed; if absent, it cannot be created or jump-started. You cannot breathe life into a corpse; you cannot "work on" a marriage to save or vivify it. The true marriage will "work on" you, evolve you, develop you, into a full and mature expression of "made in the image."

Stated another way, Twins were "born married." They've always enjoyed "union of spirits" (as The Wedding Song employs the phrase), with lack of awareness to the process as the only barrier to commencing their destined extreme delight of companionship.

Editor's note: Swedenborg, in his visions of Summerland, stated that the enduring relationship of sacred Twins is characterized by a desire to laugh together and to tease each other. For them, marriage is the embodiment of "the joy," and life itself becomes celebration - just being together, just doing all things together, as Darling Companions.

 

 

Case in point regarding laughing together: In the autumn of 1969, as a freshman at university, I happened upon a magazine interview featuring Richard Burton, the British film-star. With man-of-the-world élan, he opined best methods to bed a girl and those he preferred for the task. I still recall the brusque, hubristic manner: he didn’t like a passive girl, a servile girl, and he certainly didn’t want any too-ready-to-please girl – I remember his brash words -- “doing her ******* duty” for him in bed. No, none of that, for sure, men have rights, too. But then, with a measure of new animation, he asserted what he did like. He liked a girl, essentially, who was wild and frolicking in bed, able to offer mad, unconstrained love; he wanted her to provoke and to tease him, to both laugh and to make him laugh; because, he had learned, lovers laughing together is the "height of eroticism!” I think Burton was right about this apex. The great afterlife teachers of romance concur. 

Funny thing about laughing with a girl, though, you can't just go out and do this with any pretty face. It's not a matter of choice. The harder you try to arrange for this "height of eroticism," the more it will flee from you. And it's more than just laughing. When you learn how to "assess the energy" of the laughter of an erotic partner, you’ll discern that some laughter is inwardly directed, merely a private jubilation that excludes you, just another's thrill of knowing pleasure or of "winning." What I mean is, in the real "height of eroticism," laughter will be an expression of true lovers' celebration of just being together, a mutual rejoicing of their common love.

I submit that when you find a mate who authentically laughs with you, then, you have found your Twin Soul – laughs with you in a spirit that desires to be totally open, vulnerable; a giving of herself in every way; a laughing in celebration, just to share your company, just to be with you. It's not possible for a non-Twin to do this authentically. She may be laughing and "wild," as Burton used the term, but not necessarily "wild" for you as a person; she may be feeling triumphant if she thinks you have much to offer, but the "wildness" and giddy laughter won't be about you, not really -- people go “wild” and laugh when they win the lottery, too.

 

 

Only your Twin Soul can offer the “sacred wildness”: a cathartic unleashing of inhibitions long restrained and "saved up"; once-tethered desires now set free in a limitless world; a formerly-caged bird suddenly singing its heart out; a gushing inner abandonment now finally in the presence of the long sought-for Beloved, embodying all of one's secret wishes; and, therefore, exhibiting an utter willingness to totally accept, and to rejoice in, you as a person. 

This is the real "height of eroticism," which, when you experience it, cannot be mistaken for the merely gracious demeanor, albeit well-meaning, of a high social-IQ girl named “Mary” who understands how to please and charm a man. That's not enough, and John knows the difference.

Well, I take it back -- true love is like winning the lottery, mega-millions, of course; and the sense of joy and excitement will be more than overwhelming; the difference is that, each for the other is the winning ticket.

(See my article on the meaning of humor, avenue to truth.) 

 

primal desire: living with a beloved in a garden paradise

 

Lovers living in a private paradise-world is an ancient symbol, a universal Jungian archetype, of ultimate intimacy. It’s interesting that the original Twin Souls, Eve and Adam, metaphorically speaking, began in a garden paradise, and that we, their children, will experience Twin love in another perfect environment, a paradise holodeck-world.

There is something in us that craves to live with a Beloved in a private garden-setting, free of the mundane, the “cares of this world.” God and the Guides are not unmindful of this primal wish, which gives rise to the holodeck-worlds. For those who count this as fairy-tale, I will simply say that a jaded, nihilistic-materialistic view is the fairy-tale.

 

oh my love, oh my love, I cried for you so much...

 

A World Of Our Own
The Seekers
(1965)

we’ll build a world of our own, that no one else can share, all our sorrows we’ll leave far behind us there, and I know you will find, there’ll be peace of mind, when we live in a world of our own;

oh, my love, oh, my love, I cried for you so much, lonely nights without sleeping as I longed for your touch, now your lips can erase the heartache I’ve known, come with me to a world of our own...

 

 

 

nothing is too wonderful to be true if consistent with the laws of nature
      Michael Faraday, the great English chemist and physicist