I think that everything right now, this life, is just a dream. It is one night of our entire existence. But that doesn’t make it unimportant. Every moment is important because it will either help us grow or wither as a soul. It is up to you to decide what each moment will do to you. I think life after death is different for mostly everyone…I don’t think we all live the same way, just like we aren’t living the same way now. I believe that, for myself, I have been here before with my soul family. I know a bit about myself deeper than this life but that isn’t something I need to write about on here. I think that we began as everything began. I’m sure there are new souls but I am not one of them. I think that I, along with a few others I love, have been together on this planet multiple times. And right now we are all back here to finish what we have started. I don’t think that each life led to the next one. I think I must have been other things, other beings, in other dimensions and realms and this earth was not always my home. I’m sure for hundreds of years I was just energy, just a soul. I don’t believe in hell at all. I think that if someone is morally off and lives their life that way, they come back and just have to keep doing this until they learn what is right. Each life is a chance to grow into the loving souls that we are meant to be and in the end we will be there. I’m sure heaven is possible, but I don’t really know how I feel about that either. Everything is perfect and you don’t eat food and there is no weather and you’re just happy and existing? It just doesn’t really make sense to me. What’s the point of it all if you just end up not feeling and being a programmed being? I don’t know if that makes much sense, but I don’t want to be in heaven. I want to feel everything. I don’t think the after life is the after life. I think the after life IS the ultimate life. The true one. This is just a dream, a chance to grow. And the more in touch with that I get, the more I understand what is meant for me in this lifetime.
"One glance at a book and you hear the voice of another person, perhaps someone dead for 1,000 years. To read is to voyage through time."