Heavens Song Has Not Missed A Beat Because You Sleep
this world, there appears to be a state that is lifes opposite.
You call it death.
is the one sure thing an inhabitant of this world can count on.
All of your apparent successes and failures, your loves, your hates,
your losses, your gains, depend on this one inevitable fact. In
a world of uncertainty and chaos, it is the one guarantee you have
the barometer for your life; the clock that ticks away in
the back of your mind.
this time, and all over this world, there is increasing documentation
of encounters with death. Filling our bookstores and television
programs are reports from hundreds of people, from all walks of
life, describing virtually the same occurrence:
sense of being dead, of peace and painlessness,
looking down upon yourself and traveling through a tunnel
to a light so bright and beautiful.
from the chains of the physical body, seeing your life flash before
your eyes. A sense of oneness and complete understanding. Meeting
loved ones that had passed away long ago. A feeling of being taken
care of and loved simply as you are, without question or judgment.
Finally, a reluctance to return from this light, from this experience
of indescribable love.
Beautiful light, love, oneness, understanding, peace and joy!
this speak to you of death, the great unknown, the one thing feared
by all humans? The one experience you spend your whole life warding
off. The aim of all medical and scientific research, to extend the
human existence as long as possible to avoid this moment. This moment
of what? This moment when you experience an entrance into
a splendorous light-filled realm in which time and space no longer
exist. Only if life is considered to be sickness, pain and
loneliness could death be described as something so incredible,
so desirable. Perhaps life is not the condition in which you currently
find yourself. Perhaps life is not a condition at all, and these
delightful descriptions of near death are moments
of recognition of the reality of eternal life.
it not madness to think of life as being born, aging,
losing vitality and dying in the end?
the moment of your supposed birth into this world, you are only
dying. From day one you begin the process of getting old.
thread your timid way through constant dangers, alone and frightened,
hoping at most that death will wait a little longer before it
overtakes you and you disappear.
a moment you can approach but never reach,
simply because it is impossible.
is time for you to take a look at what you call life and what you
call death and see that you have been completely mistaken about
both. That the world in which you find yourself at this moment is
what the idea of death is, and that life is real, beautiful, whole
and eternal. That death is not the opposite of life but simply the
denial of it, and these neardeath experiences are moments
when you release this idea of death and enter into the reality of
your eternal life.
can be assured that what you fear is not death, which is your own
unreachable escape from yourself. What you fear is your own salvation!
Life is what you fear! When the pressure of your selfidentity
gets too much for you, you collapse under the gravity of your own
resistance. You find yourself soaring through a tunnel toward a
beautiful light, warm and familiar, that calls you. So much like
coming home, where you know you belong, only to return again to
this chaotic world of loneliness and death. Death, an instant of
relief from the pain of selfidentity. A momentary distraction
from the unbearable guilt of selfconstruction. A moment that
you keep reliving again and again and again. A single moment between
which appears to you a lifetime. Sometimes you stretch it to seem
as if its thirty years or one hundred years or just minutes.
It does not matter, it is still only a single instant.
transient moment in which you stopped by to deny who you are.
Each day, and every minute of each day, and
every instant that each minute holds, you but relive the single
instant when the time of terror took the place of love.
so you die each day to live again, until you cross the gap between
the past and present, which is not a gap at all. Such is each
life; a seeming interval from birth to death and on to life again,
a repetition of an instant gone by long ago that cannot be relived.
And all of time is but the mad belief that what is over is still
here and now.
if you look again at the human description of neardeath you
can begin to see that your selfidentity, which is what the
world is, is what death is, and that these neardeath experiences
are nearlife remembrances. You can begin to see that the release
of your selfidentity, which you currently view as death, is
your release to life.
which is eternal and does not cease, and is not affected by your
denial of it. Only you are affected by your denial of reality and
your only effect is your own suffering. An effect that has no cause
because you did not create yourself.
being only an effect of an effect, you can only create a reflection
of life, a reflection of life as death, a continual suffering interrupted
by a moment you call death which gives you relief from yourself.
A moment when you release your limited selfidentity, glimpse
reality, only to relive again an idea that was over the moment you
had it. Death, a moment you can approach but never reach, simply
because it is impossible.
It’s time at
last for you to experience “near–life” without the necessity
of the loss of the body association. Quite simply, your own
physical resurrection. How simple is salvation! Do not delay
the inevitable. Die now. Die to the idea that life is
survival, loneliness and pain. Die to be born again!
You have been in a dream of death and it is
now time for you to awaken to the reality of eternal life.
Heavens song did not miss a beat because you
slept. There is a door, a tunnel if you will, that
has always been open for you to walk through out of this
world of death and into the reality of eternal life.
for that door and find it. But before you try to open it,
remind yourself no one can fail who seeks to reach the truth.
And it is this request you make today
Put out your
hand, and see how easily the door swings open with your
one intent to go beyond it. Angels light the way, so that
all darkness vanishes, and you are standing in the light
so bright and clear that you can understand all things you
see. A tiny moment of surprise perhaps, will make you pause
before you realize the world you see before you in the light
reflects the truth you knew, and did not quite forget in
wandering away in dreams.
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