Shining Light

An account by Paul Bruner quoted in the book  ‘7 Reasons to believe in the afterlife’ by Jean Jacques Charbonier, MD

At the end of this dark corridor that I was plunging through at incredible speed,  there was a light that was more powerful than a trillion suns but was not blinding me.  When I got close to it, it completely enveloped me; I was bathed in it. The light loved me. It spoke to me telepathically.  Never in my life have I encountered anything so powerful and so loving as this divine light.

When I read this passage a couple of weeks ago, it really spoke to me, a lot of the thoughts and journal entries around that time were about ‘the light’.

Beautiful butterflies

As I was walking through the garden path on the way to the bus this morning I saw 4 or 5 beautiful small white butterflies which were hovering around together in the herb garden. Oh, I thought, it’s a sign from the angels to relax and lighten up (I had been feeling all dark and moody with thoughts of ‘oh it’s all too hard’). Which then reminded me to ‘look up’ (re last post) and as I did I saw beautiful white frangipanis in bloom and so I took this beauty in and let it make me feel better. Then I looked down briefly and smiled at myself as I saw all the bird poo on the path (re another post) as another reminder so I looked up and then saw another tree in bloom with beautiful white flowers (Im not sure what type). My beautiful guides are really trying to show me the beauty of life and to enjoy it. Thank you.

Looking up

The other night I had a dream I was able to fly. It was while being in a standing up position and I could move around through the air.  I was able to move in the direction I wanted to go. As I was still learning how to fly I started to fall downwards a lot (while still in a standing position but falling down with the gravity).  After a little while I realised the trick of how to move upwards; when I turned my head upwards and leant back so I was facing upwards, I moved up through the air, and when I leant forwards with my head looking down I then moved downwards.

The next morning when I was walking through our building path, I was looking down at the path, and for some reason I thought of the dream and then realised that the dream was a metaphor for my life. I often feel that I am falling down in a heap or into a deep hole or even I feel I’m being dragged downwards and don’t know how to get back up again.  I’ve realised its like gravity, in this human world we are always being pulled down. But the trick to stay afloat and to move upwards is to look up (metaphorically and literally). I realise that I’m often dragging myself around with a heavy head looking down while being depressed. So it’s a matter of looking up (being positive) and leaning back (going with the flow).

As I was thinking these thoughts, I saw heaps of bird poo all over the path (yes, I was still looking down!). Which reminded me of another section of the dream where I was flying under a bridge or underpass and the tops of the buildings all were covered with bird poo. So I thought this was a sign that the thoughts I were having is what the dream guides wanted me to realise.  What the poo represented in the dream I wasn’t quite sure, but I’m still mulling over that.