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joy



Joined: 23 Mar 2004
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PostPosted: Mon Apr 05, 2004 12:02 am    Post subject: DEATH

Crying or Very sad my mother died last night. My sisters are asking me just where her spirit might now be and with whom? One sister said she saw my mother with all her deceased relatives and loved ones. I would be most grateful of any feedback such learned beings as yourselves may have to offer that I may disseminate to my family - they are definitely looking for a spiritual answer to material pain. Thankyou dear Pilgrims.
isabel



Joined: 24 Mar 2004
Posts: 39

PostPosted: Mon Apr 05, 2004 7:55 am    Post subject:

Dear Joy, my deepest condolences. What a difficult thing to be going through. Sad I find those who are left behind often get the messages they need over time. Just leave your heart open and know that the answer you need to hear will come. It sounds like your sister has already been blessed.

I send you and your family peaceful thoughts...
gyaniwasi



Joined: 22 Feb 2004
Posts: 167

PostPosted: Fri Apr 09, 2004 12:41 pm    Post subject:

I'm sorry to hear about your mother, Joy. I knew that kind of raw pain when I lost my father some 30 years ago. Thankfully, my mother is still alive. When my father died, I had just started exploring the mystical dimensions of life. I had a firm belief in the immortality of the soul and I was forming a belief in reincarnation. That helped me a lot. Two years later, I came to gyan and after the 3rd day of the 7 days course I had a wonderful experience of being quite bodiless, an awareness of being 'double light' - just being absorbed in white light (without form) and feeling light. That endorsed my faith that I am really a bodiless entity. No doubt you have had similar experiences. That experience became a significant part of the foundation of my Faith.
By almost all accounts, the human consciousness survives death. (Brother Jagdish wrote some accounts of Indian experiences of this in "The World Renewal" magazine many years ago). Some say it moves into another life immediately, others, that it waits for an interval while it reviews its previous life and determines or plans the next with help from spiritual guides. Actually, this belief has been substantiated by medical reseach. There is an account of a psychiatrist who claims to have had little or no regard for such beliefs until he stumbled across that realm of existence while conducting a session of psychic regression on a patient. Apparently she slipped beyond infancy into her former life and revealed the root of her relations to characters in her present life. The book is called "Many Lives, Many Masters" by Dr. Brian Weiss. There was also the case of another psychiatrist (of no spiritual persuasion or sympathies) who regressed a patient (it's usually a last resort method) and was amazed to discover that he slipped into a non-physical past before his birth. He detailed his account in a book called "Life between Life" but I can't remember his name. Both doctors relate how skeptical they were about spiritual realms of existence before these experiences and how reluctant they were to share their findings with others. I think much of the Western mindset against notions of reincarnation are rooted in the Christian declaration that it is appointed unto Man to live once then to die and face the Resurrection and Day of Judgement. Remember, though, that the gospels themselves allude to reincarnation such as when they discuss the identity of Jonh the Harbinger.
In all this, Joy, I concede that knowledge does not lessen our pain in these circumstances but at least it helps to point us in a direction on our pilgrimage. God's blessings on you and your family sister.
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joy



Joined: 23 Mar 2004
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PostPosted: Sun Apr 11, 2004 8:16 pm    Post subject:

gyaniwasi wrote:
I'm sorry to hear about your mother, Joy...
In all this, Joy, I concede that knowledge does not lessen our pain in these circumstances but at least it helps to point us in a direction on our pilgrimage. God's blessings on you and your family sister.


Smile Thankyou so much Gyaniwasi - all that you just posted for me completely answered every question that my sisters raised with me - I have tried to convey some of this but suffice to say that one has definitely been challenged to search a bit deeper than her current fundamentalist christian view, which could only be good.
kyra



Joined: 19 Apr 2004
Posts: 66

PostPosted: Tue Apr 20, 2004 5:45 am    Post subject:

Joy Im very sorry to hear about your loss. I believe the soul is eternal and cant die, its just gone to take another body and continue to play its part in this world somewhere else. This is how i feel about the people who have passed on around me. I also think that we can still connect our thoughts with them no matter where they are. its this believe which has given me a lot of comfort in similar times.
daviniamaher1



Joined: 13 Apr 2004
Posts: 10

PostPosted: Sat Sep 17, 2005 12:41 pm    Post subject:

One aspect of reincarnation that helped me was the fact that we do not reincarnate into animals but that the soul of a human can only go into another humanbeing. Hope you may find this information useful Idea
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PostPosted: Sun Sep 18, 2005 3:15 am    Post subject:

Dear brother Joy,

I’m a soul, you are a soul, so is your mother. Physics says nothing is created or annihilated, but passes in a form to another. The form of the mother passes for another to take place. The personality contained within the soul is imperishable. According to the body – the role of the mother has been played. It is the personality within the body that has gone. It changes place to the womb and is brought into the world to play a child.
All of these I’m not to have made up myself. The Supreme soul plays a role by entering an old body and retelling knowledge. He has come to remove darkness of ignorance. It is because we don’t know that we suffer. A mother separated from the child with no news thinks bad things happened. We the souls are orphans till we know the Supreme soul the Father of all souls, who himself gives us His own introduction, our own introduction and introduction to history of mankind.
Souls are to leave bodyconciousness. Considering onself a soul and others - brother souls is a task to do in day to day life. The One - always in soulconciousness helps the rest to reach the stage.

om shanti
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PostPosted: Sun Sep 18, 2005 3:16 pm    Post subject:

Dear Joy,

Please accept my condolences at this difficult time for you and your family.The passing on of a loved one often brings so many mixed feelings to the surface. This is normal and there is no right or wrong way to grieve.

One of the most difficult events to follow death is the funeral service.

On a practical note something that has helped those facing loss is to think of the purpose of the funeral service as saying farewell to the physical body. To say that the real loved one , the personality, soul, will live forever in our mind and heart. The personal memories will never die (not BK teaching but this is not for BKs)This can bring comfort to those who grieve. Something that has helped family and friends is to ask for a few moments quiet time at the service with the specific suggestion that each person say their personal farewells. This often gives a few moments when people can ask for person forgiveness for any misunderstandings that may have taken place beween the person who has passed on and the mourner. This can actually be stated as the reason for the quiet period. I cannot stress how helpful this is. Family and friends respond deeply to this quiet period.

It has been my experience that the more involved the family is with the funeral service the easier it is for them to face what can be a traumatic occasion.The bereaved often feel at the first that they cannot speak at the funeral service, or cannot write a eulogy. Actually it helps if this can be encouraged, the more personal the service the better. The more the family is involved the better. Even the young ones can contribute with a short peom or some reading of their own.

The relatives themselves are saying farewell to the physical form of a loved one. Often this precious time is taken out of their hands simply because they do not know what to do. The 'professional' often takes over.

I do not wish to intrude, but it has been my experience to hear relatives who suffered greater sorrow because they felt that they were spectators at the funeral service of a loved one and they themselves had not felt involved.

The funeral service can be a time of letting go, forgiveness, a time of peace making in the family. It can be a celebration of life. The music can be anything the family wants, favourite peices that the family choose that reflect the life and interests of the one who has passed on.

It can be personal and special.

If this has caused any upset I ask your forgiveness. it is merely offered from experience with good wishes,



Clay
hanuman



Joined: 23 Jun 2004
Posts: 174

PostPosted: Tue Sep 20, 2005 12:29 am    Post subject: Death

Joy,

You have my deepest empathy. In May of this year, one of my favorite uncles made his transition. Less than two months later, my maternal aunt, his lokik wife made her transition. Both were in their mid 80's and were outstanding citizens here in the US and Guyana. My uncle was a veteran of WWII and served in Egypt. My aunt was a business woman and a mother of more than a dozen successful children.
The services were transformed into celebrations of the lives of both husdand and wife. I was able to meet relatives I had not seen in almost four decades at both memorial services. The experience was only partially sad. I did gain the insight, that my extensive family network was a huge collection of soul mates. I also had the insight that some of my junior relatives had re-incarnated back into the network of soul mates.

Thirty years ago when I visited Madhuban, BD told me that I would awaken my relatives. One of my cousins on her own, developed an interest, a few years ago in RY Surprised I have recently, after 30 years, shared with my lokik relatives, BD's message to me about them.

Edgar Cayce's book on soulmates offers useful information on the ways souls are connected by past karmic interactions. Sometimes, according to the Cayce studies, a person as she/he is close to the transition will journey to pregrant mothers around the world, based on karma, and discuss spiritually, options for taking birth in specific families.

About a decade ago, the lokik father of my soul mate made his transition.
My soul mate and I, at that time had a separation. I thought our physical relationship was over. One evening, while studying, my soul mate's lokik father appeared in my presence. He asked me to take care of his daughter. Within a year, the separation with my soul mate was resolved and we had a reunification. Our reunification was mutually good. She has lead me to a deeper understanding of myself.
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Tete



Joined: 26 Jan 2005
Posts: 169

PostPosted: Mon Jan 09, 2006 1:28 am    Post subject: John & Darci

Last Morning Together (John 1/5/06 & Darcie)

We rose together as always,
We drank our coffee of laughter,
We tugged at finding our coats,
We left as always together.

We rode the life of joy together,
We shared many precious moments,
We were joined in our joy by our family,
We laughed telling endless jokes to each other.

We hiked the hills near the ocean,
We took our friends on our journey,
We shared many stories,
We looked at the stars together.

We brightened the days of many,
We smiled never letting in a worry,
We smiled at each other with love,
We knew we had each other on this journey.

We knew each other so well,
We finished each other’s sentences,
We were a perfect pair in love always,
We found the greatest joy in the ordinary.

We knew our journey would end some day,
We knew our love would be for ever,
We knew that the last vision I saw was of you my love,
We knew we would love each other forever.

Rest now and heal my love,
Rest now and know I am all right,
Rest now and know I am home,
Rest now and know you will never be alone,
My love will be with you always.

1/8/2006

John and Darcie were hit head on at 60 miles an hour by an out of control driver. John died instantly and Darcie awoke today from a coma, was told her love of 28 years had died. John was a good person, heart of gold and loved his Darcie. John was always a cautious man and very protective of others. So, long John, you won’t be forgotten dear friend.

Tete

Today we heard the poem read aloud and we all started to cry. It was all too familiar and true.
Crying or Very sad
gyaniwasi



Joined: 22 Feb 2004
Posts: 167

PostPosted: Tue Jan 10, 2006 5:13 am    Post subject:

When I hear of sad events like these now I recall reading in one of Ouspensky's works that this Earth is classified as a bad place in the universe - like a world of accidents - so that one has to learn what cosmic laws govern its existence. Makes you wonder if there is perhaps some truth to this when you hear of gentle people dying in such a traumatic manner. I feel a sense of sadness here too ...

Gy
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Tete



Joined: 26 Jan 2005
Posts: 169

PostPosted: Tue Jan 10, 2006 11:31 am    Post subject: Death

Gyaniwasi,

Thank you for your wisdom. Words always bring comfort to the heart. I am always touched by the fact that one dares to extend a hand and the other is willing/able to take it. Words/poems are a rope of kindness always growing.

I am of the thought that when a mind touches another mind in a special way, that energy is ever lasting. I often think of the strangest things. I once was doing voter registration with a good friend (world scientist/physicist/much, much older than me) when I told him about my astronomy class paper. "Oh, teletransportation, I would love to read your paper." I said no...I wasn't writing about that. Next week I brought my paper and he brought his. "I was amazed you would be writing about this considering it is still under review and not yet published publically". I looked at the papers he brought. He then said: “I would love to see your formula". Heck, I would have loved to have seen it too...No formula I said. Shocked Just desperate to pass the class. He then smiled and told me the spirituality of science.

He said: "It is moments like these that bring GOD to mind". And laughed, smiled and said he was glad we were friends.

He recently told me he considers me officially Jewish.

Regard,

Tete
howiemac



Joined: 18 May 2005
Posts: 142
Location: Scotland

PostPosted: Fri Jan 13, 2006 8:08 am    Post subject:

Tete- just read your beautiful poem - poetry is a great way of dealing with emotions - transform pent up feelings into uplifting communication - like you say, words bring comfort to the heart Smile
Tete



Joined: 26 Jan 2005
Posts: 169

PostPosted: Sun Jan 15, 2006 2:11 am    Post subject: Death

Howiemac,

Thank you for your kind words. I first learned to appreciate the gift of poetry, creativity and music at a young age. I been blessed in that it has brought comfort to my heart and soul in trying times.

I am thankful that my friend found comfort in my words and that it was woven into his final remembrance today at his service. I was once given a precious gift in a time of need.

When I had some one close to me die suddenly and violently in an accident it left a void. I was inconsolable in a deep way; the death left me with many unanswered questions, things that were left open never to be answered. His brother George would come by every morning to see me and some times to cry with me. Each day he would play the piano and started to sing to me what perhaps should have been said but would never be. He gave me a precious gift….a song just for me. When he finished it…I finally stopped crying. I still have the recording and George will often sing it to me…some two decades later. Poetry and music can heal the heart, nourish the soul, up lift the spirit and bring the gift of peace.

Those that are blessed with the gift to write and create are blessed again when they share their talents as gifts to heal, bring joy, touch the heart or bring the body to dance in God’s wonder.

Regards,

Tete
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