Whispers of a Soul's Sojourn
By Mae R. Wilson-Ludlam
"Old Woman, I've come across the brook to ask you to enlighten me about death, and the soul, the afterlife and the next life. I believe there will be another and another." Ral was a holy man ever-searching for life's secrets, happy to find a source, intensely conscious of his chosen path. "Do you have time for me?"
"It is my reason for being, Ral. Good, good, we have more moments together. Sit here, comfortably on the soft green, there across from me." She pointed. Their eyes meeting, the Old Woman's voice now had lowered to a whisper.
"I'm so happy, Old Woman. This day is heaven sent."
"In the soul-regenerating world where transitional processes for reincarnation bathe away fear, alleviating anguish, where planetary visits, first from one wanderer to another, restore and enhance the soul's linkage, allowing it maturation through each planet's mantle, the spiritual ways of rebirth echo in soft whispers. Once we have been enlightened through the archives beyond, we can serve the departed soul by whispering the ways to him - prayers of instruction.
"Together and born out of the Absolute, you and I can have the light, the Almighty's Force being amongst us. While we are here and still on earth, this divine impulse is our unbreakable thread through which we can recite our spiritual knowledge to past departed souls. The soul needs only to listen to our whispers into the eternal temple.
Ponder, as a star dies, its remains expand, spreading further and further outward into the Universe, until intercourse is completely accomplished. So also is it as your soul dances out into the starry heavens - it expands until only the divine-electron remains - that Almighty Spark of God, ready to ignite, as lovers on earth unite, for new life.
"You die. Death, thunderous noise fills your being These are the echoes of the earth plane. Laid down is your physical vehicle. Soon, the etheric too, which is the body's invisible counterpart. Cosmic preparation ensues. Tamed quiet, is your restless soul and it has only to thrive within the eternal temple.
"With the same light, the light of the Absolute out of which you were born onto earth, the path of transitional processes is lit, beyond which lies a veil of darkness. Unafraid, your soul moves forward.
"Well beyond, death far behind, with the universal glories all about you, and the moon as your shelter, your soul reflection attract sadness like an intrusion, as they pour in truth through thunderous silence. By now, your soul has permeated the moon.
"Since death, your inner man has stepped beside you. No longer can you enforce your will. Aware in the fullest breadth are you, of you. In the world beyond, what could have been improved back on earth, has loomed forth as a bitter cross, by reflection.
"Beyond the bridge of earthly existence, all of the Absolute's power is folded in silence . Words will no longer fill your avenues of expression. All previous remembrance actualizes as a circlet-series of pictograph visions providing you with a silent source for understanding.
"The heaviness of your reflections is all consuming - you feel your cord as limitless, at its end. There is no beginning, no end, only the inhalation, exhalation, of the Almighty. You are the breath of creation, at present inhaled.
"How you reacted or responded to another, to what extent you spent yourself in the previous life's situations, these become mirrored composites of their present affectations, on your soul...Stillness...Sleep awhile.
"Visions hold for your soul the embodiment of yesterday's willingness to love, to harmonize, to beautify your earthly existence.
"Recognized, each mistake becomes a guiding quality and an indispensable basis for your next life on earth.
"With light drops , angels illuminate your past and your utterances. With each spiraling cycle they absorb your earnest regrets, thereby revitalizing your consciousness. Their duty as angels of moon-souls is to regenerate each soul to a higher level of its potential.
"Morality is the cornerstone of salvation, the mortar of life, securing eternity's regard. Moral might is memory's magnet, assisting you in recognizing your development, thus dispelling fear.
"Spirituality depends on earthly conditions for its manifestation. Therefore immorality demands a quickening of the succession of reincarnations.
"Hospice of the celestial world is the toning moon, where the shock of life-loss slowly eased until healed by nourishing processes, allowing your soul to see as you must through spiritual feelings on the level of your previous collective spirituality. Your soul takes with it from the moon's field its propensities.
"You reflect, you remember (according to your spiritual fiber), you slowly succumb to a cleansing of the consciousness, where all is forgotten (all that is necessary). Thereafter a Peace Cloud streams throughout your soul. Complete is the cosmic process of neutralization. Your soul leaves the moon's field.
"Somewhere between there and here, angels of planets soon do appear. Silence is broken, stars twinkle in time with a spiral of music never sensed so fine. Blissful, your soul relaxes into sleep.
"Arrangements begin. Appointments are made for visits to planets. On a cosmic keyboard, by universal decree, angels withdraw future cycles, when your soul is to choose a mother and father, and needs, for new life.
"Readying for incarnation, your soul will find a beacon of light attending every planet and outside in each wanderer's atmosphere, its hymns of amelioration soothingly heal your scars of error away, away, and they attract for your soul those energies needed for reasons yet to unfold.
"Some souls, those with the least moral fiber, are forwarded to the dark moon Lillith, for reasons untold, there to serve for a designated cycle, the lords of squares and oppositions, and Mother Nature's catastrophes.
"Your soul, with its invisible wings, soars higher now. Be willingly sucked into magnetic waves, caught up in windy spirals. There you are, at last, in Mercury's realm where the thirst for questions can now be quenched. Through Mercury's field, absorb its force. Be bathed, with inner sensing. What your soul could not hear is now known. No feeling is missed. An angel of decision draws near; accepted, it provides the channel for reincarnation.
"Cyclic continuation is necessary. If your soul died under the glory of a particular constellation, it will be reborn there again, four minutes later, another time, with continuing cyclic influences.
"Sleep. It is the nourishment for consciousness beyond.
"Further and further outward your soul spreads until all of Venus you have enveloped. Absorb, if you will, religious seeds. Be reconciled with love's purposeful needs. Inside out, outside in, feel social worth, social warmth, know brotherly Love Gather here your soul's potentialities for the next life, with its accompanying powers, attributes, and talents. Here, intellect is purified, your vision greatly enhanced.
"Your soul sleeps...
"Glory dwells in the Sun. It is the heart of every soul. Here your faith is tested. Each soul reads through his epistle of self to know former responses and reaction are to become future reward and liability - Karma. Your soul knows forgiveness. Meet the light upon the throne to purify desires. Throughout your visit, passions are peeled from your soul, until you sense selflessness once more.
"Your soul sleeps.
"Jupiter is your soul's liver, and all that has transpired thus far in your sojourn is assimilated here. Your soul knows all is right. Former excesses are rewoven into a philosophy bridging both realms of existence.
"Your soul sleeps.
"Slowly, your soul envelops Saturn's field. Through the womb of your soul streams knowledge of patience, and the need to supply others, of responsibility. You sense here on Saturn, that there is a divine force and its opposing force. Your soul is shown the reasons for both. You may or may not comprehend. Here the totality of universal necessity is measured. Out of bitterness, you now know rescue.
"Your soul sleeps.
"On Neptune, all souls congregate, working out their mutual needs for rebirth. Impulses stream through your soul for common good. Before you depart, a spiritual being wipes your soul's slate clear. All past memories which would block the growth of the next life's intentions, are erased. Past talents are stored for timely release - seeds for the Next life's fruit.
"Your soul sleeps.
Final transmutation of all planetary streams is accomplished for your soul, on Pluto. And your soul knows it will soon inhabit another vehicle on earth. You wait for angels, and they will circle around you until the exact moment of birth. You awake, body and soul ready to try again for perfection!
"Waiting, your soul sleeps, reflecting on yesterday's life, and its unfinished experiences, its imperfections, that they may become creative impetus in tomorrow's life, a new day, to be, where the personality is tamed and the ego allowed to soar.
"Waiting, your soul sleeps, reflecting on yesterday's life and its unfinished experiences, those imperfections that may become - the choice is yours - creative impetus in tomorrow's life. A new day to be! Ah, blessed life!
Last updated on 07/27/07 09:33 AM
