Extr. from page 158/chapter8 in the OMNEC-book
- esp.THIS down.:
“When people arrive here (it means the "normal
astral/4d-level that supports the normal life" for people on Earth)
- after their physical demise they
believing this is the highest achievement in the afterlife, yet
it is only the first step on a long and arduous journey.
We did not have time to stop here, or to explore many of the
intriguing regions of the astral. Such a tour could very well last
several lifetimes in Earth standards of time.
One of the most spectacular sights was below us as Odin told of the
Seres race, ancestors of the inhabitants of Sahasra-dal Kanwal. Near
the center of this heavenly white city stands a colossal statue, so
huge that our bubble car seemed like a speck in the sky next to it.
Seeing it from the air is a breathtaking sight. Looking up from the
ground, a person would strain his eyes to see the top.
This giant statue represents the Seres race, which my uncle
explained, were the space people who first colonized planets of this
Physical Plane. Among the giants who settled in what became
Atlantis were members of the Seres race. I was hypnotized not only
by its beauty but also by its dimensions. The feet of this colossal
statue stand far enough apart that on foot it would take days to
walk around it. Since this city is as big as Earth's continents,
many of its attractions are very spectacular in their sheer size.
A
luminous white wall easily as high as the tallest skyscrapers on
Earth surrounds the city. In the very center stands the majestic
Mountain of Light, powerhouse of this plane. Out of the peak of the
Mountain of Light stream thousands of colored lights, and each of
these is made of smaller lights. Each light is alive.
It was an utterly breathtaking sight. The sound of the roaring sea
filled the air. The lights flowed into the sky and onward to support
the Physical Plane and its many forms of life.
The Mountain of Light is higher than any in the physical universe.
As our ship passed directly over it I had to shut my eyes for a
moment. Even for the astral eyes the light was so intense as to be
painful. Odin explained that this was a very important city to the
people of the more advanced planets.
It is a cross-over city between
the astral and the Physical Planes and would be very important for
me in the future. Here is a place which enables an astral being to
manifest a physical body.
The people here were beautiful, with faces that spoke of much
wisdom. With their flowing tunics and sandals they resembled the
ancient Greeks of Earth mythology. Among the inhabitants of this
city were stately co-workers of the Creator which we call angels.
Like our culture on Venus, every moment of life was spent in
creative expression.
My uncle stopped the ship for a last look around, and my last chance
to soak up the beauty which I have never forgotten. How can one
forget a city that is pure white and glowing, with tints of blue
here and there and structures so spectacular you are speechless?
A
number of the villages we flew over were enveloped in indescribable
melodies, the sounds of each village itself. Zreph was like this
also. The music seemed like the tunes of a Xylophone and harp, and
occasionally violins.
All through the Astral Plane was a feeling of spiritual high, of
freedom, of peace, and beauty. Imagine worlds where the people live
completely confident and at ease with themselves, not seeing each
other with eyes of anger and vanity, jealousy, and envy. They see
each other as Soul, each equally beautiful and competent as sparks
of Deity.
I
suppose this is why it hurts me at times to look back at my past. It
is not easy to talk about my life on Venus because to have a taste
of paradise and then live here is very painful. And yet I know the
kind of life that awaits me when this short life comes to an end.
All the sufferings in the many lives on Earth will seem like a bad
dream.
We took a faster route home. All of us were tired. We were not
fatigued in any physical sense, but congested with so many beautiful
memories. At home I lay back and closed my eyes, letting it all soak
deep down into my mind so when a time comes that I am feeling low, I
can pull these memories out again.
Having seen the wonders of the Astral Plane, I began to anticipate
my trip to Earth more and more. I thought of it too as an adventure,
but at times it seemed very frightening. I had been told that parts
of Earth were much like the lower Astral Plane.
I
thought, how wonderful it was that I could go to Earth prepared in
this way, prepared to take on whatever Karma I had accumulated, to
be able to understand how everything that happened was part of my
lessons and experiences, to not get caught up in them and let them
overpower me, to realize that there is something greater than the
restricted physical life, because I had consciously seen it and
experienced it in my own lifetime. To know that these beautiful
worlds exist for all and not just for a few, and that someday I
would live to tell this story to others and give them hope.
Next morning I thanked my aunt and uncle for one of the most
wonderful experiences of my life. I would be leaving in about two
days and once again see that great white city with the towering
walls, only this time we would lower our vibrations and appear on
the physical Venus.
From Aunt Arena I received permission to take along the ring and the
gift of jewellery. My uncle's gift to me was from the physical level
of Venus and would be given later. Jewellery I could easily hide or
explain away, but not something as unusual as a Venusian dress, or
sandals, or anything reflecting our culture. In not taking along
unusual things I would not need to become untruthful to protect
myself. I had to be careful to be truthful, they told me, because if
I
was known as an untruthful
child then my story later would not be taken for real.
Most of my preparation for leaving was an inner preparation of
getting my thoughts in order. My aunt helped by giving pep talks
once in a while. She loved me very much and was sad to see me go,
she said, and if I wished to change my mind I could.
Again I was reminded of the bitter times ahead and how I would need
strength to hold up and not think I had been abandoned. They could
not interfere in my own Karma, however, no matter how much it hurt
them to see me suffer. They would watch at all times via the inner
sense, and send advice, then when the right time came the Laws of
the Supreme Deity would be taught openly on Earth. I would meet
someone that I knew, and I might have an opportunity to tell my
story to the world. Until then I would have to be secretive because
of the nature of Earth people's attitudes.
They explained that those attitudes were based on the limited
surroundings or environment, and the practice of teaching children
to be duplicates of the adults rather than individuals.
I would fall into a lot of
traps and be taken to different religious paths, but I was not to
become too involved.
I
remember well my last day on Venus. In the morning my aunt brought
to my room the dress I would be wearing on Earth, the same dress
little Sheila would be wearing on the day of the bus accident. Arena
had manifested it for me, keeping in mind the directions the Master
had given her. I put it on and tucked away a duplicate of the note
of explanation Sheila's mother had written and Sheila would be
taking along to her grandmother in Tennessee. I also wore white
socks and black patent leather shoes with buckles. These were very
strange. I had never before had my foot completely enclosed.
(more
on this theme)
(rune comment: I still think it would be more
logic to use "normal walk-in" transition, as Rampa told of his own
transmigration in his book
on this prosess
- and did she have to 'make up' this story on her arrival here
because almost any could understand the walk-in description?)
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