Flipside point of view

With the death of the great actor Phillip Seymour Hoffman in the news, it's worth noting that there are a number of things about his death worth noting.

“I try to live my life in such a way that I don’t have profound regrets,” Mr. Hoffman told The NY Times. “That’s probably why I work so much. I don’t want to feel I missed something important.” A lot to be missed. Family. Friends. We'll miss his craft. I curse the poppy in the field, I curse those who sell it, I curse the needle, trying to capture a feeling of bliss or nothingness; if only ODs could see the day after. No judgment here, only compassion for friends and family, for the lessons he chose to explore and learn from this all too short journey. RIP

http://mobile.nytimes.com/2014/02/03/movies/philip-seymour-hoffman-actor-dies-at-46.html?_r=1&referrer

When someone we love dies, it doesn't take the pain away to realize that they might not actually be dead.  We experience loss, we experience pain in the way we're built as humans to experience it.

But when we examine the reports of consciousness existing outside the brain (see post below) or we examine accounts from people who have died and come back to report their stories, it's worth noting that all of these reports are not faked, or false.  Take for example Annie Kagan's "The Afterlife of Billy Fingers."

Billy was a person who struggled with drug addiction his whole life - and yet when he passed over, he came to his sister and recounted the reasons behind his addiction and life in a very direct way.

In "My Life After Life" written by Dr. Ken Stoller, his son Galen died at 16 and came to him to recount what he was experiencing in the afterlife.  Interesting to note that the realm or region he seemed to be in - the place he was reporting from - was a place where a number of other people either weren't aware they were dead, or were having a hard time adjusting to it.

In Dr. Medhus' "Channeling Erik" she has full and detailed conversations with her son about people and events that are uncanny in their scope.  Personally, I experienced one of those sessions as she allowed me to supply a series of questions to the people involved, questions that I alone know the answers to, and they were accurate.  So I'm convinced that these conversations with her son are happening - whether they're 100% accurate, or whether they hit or miss particular events are subject to the odds of anyone getting stories 100% accurate - suffice to say I've yet to come across any account from any story that was 100% accurate since no one can take into account all the differing points of view to any event.  Be that as it may - here we have another Doctor, trained in materialist science, who is communicating with her son in the afterlife.

In the numerous accounts I've researched and reported on, people recall past lives where they died in some fashion where their minds were altered - and they claim that it takes awhile to gather up the ability to focus your energy so you can realize where you are, and what's happening to you. 

There are a myriad of reasons why people take their lives.  Some can't handle the pain - that they signed up for.  It's a bit like walking off the field in the middle of the Super Bowl - "nope, sorry, these guys are just too big for me to play against."  (I'm actually surprised that doesn't happen more often).  But we can't judge why someone sticks a needle in their arm - any more than we can judge why the poppy flower delivers such pain and sorrow to so many and retains its beauty.

Start with the idea that between lives people (for the most part, and always at some point) experience a blissful kind of existence that's beyond any bliss they've ever felt as humans.  One can argue that drugs (and addictions) are a way to try and recreate that blissful feeling - which of course, we get to experience for eons between lives.  So what's the hurry?

I'm reporting on this topic because I think it's important - it's important to realize that we're not going to die, if only to realize that we have a lot of work ahead of us - we aren't just in it for this one 8 second ride aboard a bull - we're in it for multiple rides, multiple lessons, multiple fractures each time we take the bull into the arena.  And that's why we sign up for it.

I heard Scott De Tamble (Lightbetweenlives.com) speak in Orance county to an iands.org group (institute of near death studies) and he said "You are the courageous ones.  We don't have to come here, we don't have to incarnate, but yet you had the courage to do so - to come here to this planet to experience all the difficulties life has to offer."    

So here's to the courageous ones.  It takes courage to come here in the first place, and whatever reasons Mr. Hoffman had to check out early are part of his own journey and are only known to him and his soul group. My two cents.

My Life After Life

At the tail end of the "coast to coast" broadcast, I mentioned a book called "My Life After Life" - I'm mentioning it again because of an email I read the other day regarding the book.

Galen's book

It was written by Galen Stoller - a 16 year old boy who passed away a few years ago.  His father, a pediatrician, had a friend who is a psychic and he reached out to her to see if he could contact his son.  He did.  And the son suggested to his dad that he "write a book."  So the dad set about writing one - and after a year admitted that he just couldn't finish it.  The son said "No dad, not a book about you - a book about me, written by me."

So they set about doing so.  He channeled what his son was experiencing in the afterlife and wrote it down.  It's a vivid pretty mind blowing vision of what happens when we die.    I become interested in the book when I read about classrooms in the Afterlife that Galen was attending.  For those of you who've read "Flipside," these classrooms are reported quite a bit - and have been reported in James Van Praagh's book "Talking to Heaven" and other places.  In the film "Flipside" I recount my own between life session where it felt like I visited a couple of these classrooms.

I also wanted to know if the father (or the son) had known about reports of classrooms in the afterlife from any afterlife research - the father told me that he hadn't, nor had his son.  The accounts of these classrooms is pretty uniform - what I've gathered from my own research is that they are usually classes in energy transference - I visit two such classrooms in "Flipside" but from the point of view of an interloper - in Galen's case, he's a student in one of the chairs in his own classes.

But something happened the other day that will give this account further resonance.  The father got an email from a woman in St. Louis whose husband died.  They'd spent 50 years together and were very close.  She has a friend who is a medium, and the medium offered to contact her husband for her.  In the session, the husband said "there's a boy over here, his name is Galen and he's written a book. It has a red cover and a picture of Galen on the cover. I think it would help you understand what its like over here."

In her own words:"I first heard about Galen’s book from my husband, who is on the other side.  I was having a reading and (my husband) started describing a book with a red and green cover and gave the title.  The reader (medium) hadn’t heard about it because it had just been published.  I got the book, read it as fast as I could.  it is a beautiful book.  Then the next reading I had with my husband, we discussed it.  He wanted me to have more insight into what it was like where is now, although he stressed that it wasn’t just Galen’s environment but close... I asked him if he knew Galen and he said no, but the book was known there." -- 

The medium says she'd never heard of the book or the title.  The father had just self published it, so it wasn't widely known.  But the deceased husband said "I'm not in the same place as Galen, but his book accurately describes the journey and passage here."  The woman wrote to Galen's dad to thank him for publishing this book - which her husband had led her to.

For me, I'm happy to know that our work - here or there - can be observed or examined.  Wow. Perhaps bookstores over there are doing better than they are over here!