The Passing ~ A letter from Heaven

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Okay, well I've decided 'not' to offer any background on this Blog at this stage ... where it came from or where it may be going, etc. I'm not intending to play silly games here, but more I'm trying to be non-influencial; but would really appreciate any and all comments of the content; without any influencing comments or opinions from me or anyone else. i.e. Interesting? boring? Does it intrigue? Does it lose yr interest ... and if so, why?? Would you like to read more .. or not?? Thank you ! Many Blessings! xxx ...
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... I was angry again … so angry! I slammed the steering wheel with my fist as I jammed the pedal to the metal with my foot, accelerating hard.
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Anger was no stranger to me. ‘Damn! Damn! Damn!!’ I projected.
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Mind consumed with thoughts of rage I hit the volume control pushing the already blasting music to sense numbing proportions shattering the peace of the picturesque rural communities I was presently speeding through on that hot and sunny July afternoon on my return journey to the airport. The lush green countryside zipped past in a blur, yet I was oblivious to its beauty. As a six foot tall, thirty five year old male built like a brick outhouse I should have had everything in Life still to look forward to, yet whose body was already wracked by the pain of a hideous unseen enemy which had long since managed to rob its host of any motivation other than to hit out and hurt in equal measures to that currently being experienced, despite all previous efforts at denying its very existence! Cancer is an insidious and cruel disease at any age!
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The road twisted out before me however. The green terrain speeding past on either side should have been awe-inspiring in its natural beauty at this time of the year if I had just been of a mind to appreciate it. But for me, for a very long time my world had seemed like a deep hole that was trying to swallow me whole in its dark aloneness. What a fool I was! Momentarily I found myself intuitively reassessing my existence to this point and looking back over things that had gone before. It was not something that I chose to do consciously or voluntarily, very often. For there were aspects there that I wasn’t proud of so re-visiting could be uncomfortable. Is it ever comfortable re-evaluating choices to perceive and act upon negative views and allowing ourselves to be influenced accordingly? Especially when both options of ‘positive’ and ‘negative’ are equally always available? Choices rein supreme however! So in that moment I was oblivious to the gift I was presently being offered to begin healing my life and my emotions by lifting my perspective, as well as towards redirecting one potential outcome for my self, which was literally thundering towards me, presently undetected; and just a little further up the road.
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There is no doubt that the vibrational frequency of this beautiful planet is changing rapidly now. Lifting and lightening and opening more to the Love that eventually will allow all the dimensions to meld beautifully together as originally intended, as ‘One’ in joint consciousness ultimately. But as yet there are still many who are outwardly sleepwalking through their inner awareness to this Great Truth. We choose instead to remain locked into illusions of ‘what we see ‘with the physical eye’ being only what is available’. We feel powerless to change circumstances in any positive way, and therefore allow ourselves to become more encased in beliefs of the need for self-gratifications that will allow us to feel less vulnerable and more powerful for a time … and I was one of these! For sadly, my own 'self imposed prison' had become one of bitterness which was already eating me up from the inside out one piece at a time, despite all prior efforts to wash it out of existence through denial. None of which in this moment I was consciously aware of however. Yet such self appraisals still do bring clarity on some level. So for a brief moment I understood from somewhere deep within that I actually did have the power to drastically change directions for myself. While equally being reluctant to pursue the effort of following up on less than comfortable further self-analysis at this time, I simply turned instead to the easier choice of … simply shrugging it off!
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Hindsight is often said to be; ‘a wonderful thing’ ... and this is true! For with a little more motivation towards harnessing our natural abilities to mentally fast forward and explore the underlying intents that fuel deliberate choices, valuable lessons could still be learned ... but in a much smoother and gentler way. With much less pain of regret needing ever needing to be a part of the ultimate and unavoidable ‘major re-evaluation’; as impacted by the full effects that these ‘choices’ may have had on both ourselves and our world, once our time arrives to be: ‘welcomed back Home’ into the Spirit Realms. With the full realisation of the true Power of Love and/or any misuse of it instigating many painful regrets in full force, ‘in unanticipated ways’ all too soon.
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But of any of these understandings, and from this higher vibrational aspect of my self, ‘in this moment’ there was no conscious recognition by this particular reflection of ‘Life presently expressing itself’ in physical form. So as in turn I shifted my position once more to ease the gnawing ache in my back, I choose instead to focus into further feelings of anger and frustration at a view of being ‘short-changed’ yet again by an ‘unfair Life’ in these moments, as I mercilessly pushed the mass of metal beneath me to its full capacity. Totally oblivious that the drive of my intent was already contributing to one alternative outcome currently rushing up to meet me, as I shifted my attention to the rumbling hunger in my belly; ‘Oh well I would be at the airport soon, and I could grab a sandwich then!’ I registered, reaching across to grab for the packet of cigarettes I had so carelessly tossed onto the seat beside me earlier, just as the approaching truck rippled into my peripheral vision.

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There was no pain at the point of impact! Just a blinding white flash followed by a silence so profound and peaceful that it was like nothing I could remember ever having encountered before. A moment later I found myself as an observer looking down onto the scene of a horrendous smash. The small red vehicle being no match for the truck, now lay with its wheels in the air, the roof totally caved in. The mangled remains of what had so recently been its occupant still hopelessly trapped inside. The truck obviously having attempted to take last minute remedial action to avoid a collision at the hands of its driver, had skidded sideways and was now blocking both lanes of the narrow rural highway. Its dazed driver struggling to climb free from the cab to see if anyone could be helped was shocked but thankfully uninjured, apart from a few minor cuts and bruises. The sound of the crash must have alerted many from the surrounding otherwise sleepy communities for already people could be seen coming running to the scene from all directions.
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“I’ve called an ambulance!” one man yelled, puffing as he sprinted the last few feet across the road
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“This poor guy doesn’t look like he has much hope!” called out another, while straightening up from peering into the interior of the overturned car. He then turned his attention to encouraging the shaken truck driver to sit and rest him self at the side of the road for a while.
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“Oh my God!” exclaimed a newly arrived female traveller. Clamping a hand over her gaping mouth in horror as she clambered from her car in an attempt to move closer for a clearer view. “Did anyone call for help yet?”
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“Yes I did Maam, and the ambulance is on its way … but I wouldn’t look inside there just yet, if I were you” answered the second arrival on the initial scene gravely, springing forward to dissuade her from any further forward momentum gently with an outstretched arm.
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“But I’m here … and I’m okay Guys!” I instinctively called out at this point in an effort to reassure. “Look I’m fine!”
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No one looked however. Indeed it seemed that all were totally oblivious to my presence.
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“How on earth did this happen though?” the woman driver wailed next. Her raised voice cutting shakily, apparently imperviously, across my own exclamation; the increasing pallor of her complexion reflecting her inner shock!
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“Too much speed by the looks of it!” another of the men replied solemnly glancing briefly again in the direction of the crumpled remains of metal and rubber up-ended at the side of the road.
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“I tried to miss him … I tried to miss him …truly I did!” came the emotionally pained groan from the truck driver presently hunched down at the side of the road his gut heaving, as he rubbed a hand across a gritty-sweaty forehand. While at the same time shaking his head in shocked disbelief of what he had so recently had a part in, and obviously very distressed.
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“But I’m okay Guys … I’m fine … look at me … a near escape … but I’m fine really … Look!” I yelled louder this time.
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“Steady on Fella” another of the men in the group attempted to reassure as he headed in the direction of the obliviously still much shaken Truckee with the intention of placing what he hoped would be a calming hand on the man’s shoulder. Then a moment later straightening up to peer hard up and down the road in both directions as he muttered under his breath; “… but where the Hell is that damned ambulance?”
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Confusion settled in around me. None of them seemed to be able to see or hear me at all! Yet … why … what was going on? Were they just deaf or stupid … or what? I tried several times more to make my presence felt. Yelling, shouting, even jumping in front of them and waving my hands in their faces. But all appeared to remain impervious to me, and I could feel panic already beginning to take a grip.
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Fear wasn’t an emotion that I was generally familiar with. But now the full force of it hit suddenly leaving me feeling totally out of my depth and as vulnerable as a kitten, as its raising crescendo threatened to engulf my entire Being.
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“See me Guys, hear me!” I found myself pleading pathetically next. “Help me … someone, anyone please ... HELP ME!!”’ As the corresponding sentiments reminiscent of a long time favourite piece of music welled up from deep within, the words somehow intertwining themselves within my heartfelt plea!
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Immediately as if in response, I became aware that a small white intensely bright light had manifested itself directly to the right of me. Pulsating with what appeared to be a vibrant Life Force energy all of its own. Gradually as I watched this light begin to increase in size, intensity and volume until it had totally enveloped the whole of my visual spectrum. Soon it had reached an intensity and brightness that logic alone reasoned, should have been far too painful for my eyes to tolerate. Yet somehow it wasn’t! For it didn’t seem to be in the least uncomfortable for me to view in any way. For the nature of it appeared to be comprised a total absence of all need to squint in its presence as we tend to want to do automatically to protect our eyes from bright sunlight. Still its brightness continued to increase however until it was obviously many times brighter than that of the sun. But still the quality of its light was proving to be much more soothing rather than discomfort-causing.
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As I continued to watch far too dumb-struck at this point even to begin to wonder what was happening, a radiant Being stepped from within the light and came towards me ... hands outstretched in the universal gesture of welcome, in much in the same manner as a mother may encourage a distressed offspring to her in order to offer comfort and solace.
‘Radiant’, being an apt description too! For this presence glowed with the same intensity of pure Light from which he had just stepped, and which appeared to originate from within, while also being projected outwardly and all around him... halo-like! Although I refer here to a; ‘him’, at this time I was not altogether sure of any gender. For while this Being was breathtakingly beautiful in appearance without a doubt! It was also difficult for me to be able to determine as to whether it was male or female? For it certainly appeared to project both all the strength of ‘masculinity’ yet together with all the softer, nurturing aspects of ‘femininity’ combined, yet in a perfectly balanced and natural way.
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The figure simply paused for a moment to gaze at me intently, however. Immediately I felt myself flooded with immense tenderness and Love. Amazingly, I could feel this projected Love almost like a physical blow while simultaneously experiencing being inundated within by the most incredible wave of compassion and comfort ... familiar, yet like nothing I could quite remember clearly as yet. It wasn’t pity I was experiencing. It was more like an empathising understanding and total acceptance without judgement. The power of which left me totally speechless for a time. It was during this time that the Being spoke;
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“It is finished, Dear One” it said softly.
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This gentle yet resonating statement seemed to release me suddenly from some invisible bondage, and I found my voice again;
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“Yeah I know” I spluttered. “ … And I was just trying to tell these Guys here … that no harm done either … cause no-one seems to be seriously hurt as a result.”
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Indeed, so intense was my relief that my presence was finally being acknowledged by anyone, that in that moment I found myself automatically beginning to babble, the words tumbling out so fast as to probably be close to incoherent. Forcibly I ‘got a grip!’
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“… But they all seem to be choosing to play silly buggers right now, and pretending to be deaf and blind to me” I lamented. “ … But maybe they’ll stop their silly games now that you’re here?” my voice trailed off hopefully. Not even thinking to question at this point who this new arrival on the scene may be, yet feeling extremely relieved all the same that it was obviously someone projecting such an aura of authority.
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“It is finished Dear One … It is done!” the ‘Being’ simply repeated softly with greater emphasis. Yet with the utmost of compassion.
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Somewhere from within the core of my Being a warning bell seemed to clang in that moment vying for my attention. Yet still I chose to revert to my long time habit of denial.
“Done … yeah for sure, that car is certainly well and truly ‘done and dusted’, now” I confirmed, struggling to contain the beginnings of an uncertain giggle attempting to bubble to the surface to overflow.
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“… But surely someone can give me a lift the rest of the way to the airport … it can’t be too far away from here now … can it?” I faltered. All trace of further desire to giggle totally evaporating in an instant, as a horrible sick feeling settled in. Then after a moment;
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“… Done? … Done …? What do you mean done?” Even to my own ears my words sounded like some internal tape that had got itself jammed in the wrong track, and was just repeating on and on.
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I glanced to my glowing companion hopeful of some form of reassurance that all would still end well, and that by the morning I would simply find myself laughing about the craziness of this whole ‘near escape’ incident. Suddenly I realised that to this point it hadn’t even occurred to me to wonder who this ‘Being of Light’ might be, let alone where he’d come from? Or indeed why he was here with me now at all? But now I was beginning to silently question!
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The ‘Being’ remained perfectly still for what seemed like an age, however. Respectfully silent of my moment of inner turmoil, it would seem. Composed, yet serenely silent while all the time projecting out a wave of total Love and compassion within and around me so intense that I was finding it almost too painfully bitter-sweet to tolerate.
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“Done …?” I mewed, repeating myself yet again and sounding pitifully pathetic even to my own ears. The first traces of realisation gradually beginning to dawn!
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“Done? … Me? … Oh No, you can’t be meaning that ‘I’m’ done’, surely? … Cos … well, just look at me … I’m fine …seee … not even a scratch!” my words trailing off into silence.
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Suddenly I felt over-whelmed by a sudden if irrational desire to laugh, cry, scream and yell all at the same time. But I did none of these. Instead I simply remained still and silent too. Uncertain, I returned my companion’s gaze for what seemed like forever … feeling and looking now I felt sure, like a prise chump! Yet it was just totally inconceivable to me in that moment that this accident could actually have ceased my physical existence on this Planet, when here I was now feeling fine; better in fact than I had felt in a long time! This couldn’t be death!’ I attempted to reason inwardly …’when I felt so ‘here’ and so fine … could it? No! That was just too crazy a notion! I must simply be on the receiving end of some ridiculous practical joke!’ my inner reasoning attempted to rationalise. “ … and any minute now everyone would jump out with laughing faces to tell me what an idiot I’d been to be so easily sucked in by such a prank”. I looked around hopefully, expectantly, because, ‘hey … I enjoyed a good joke too!’ But no one jumped out. In fact no one was there … except me and my glowing companion.
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“Okay … enough is enough now Fella” I attempted to feign assertive forcefulness after another moment of confused silence in the hope of sounding a great deal braver than I was actually feeling.
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“I don’t know who you are … or who’s put you up to this … but let’s stop all this malarkey now while you come clean and explain to me by what clever means you’ve managed to make yourself appear to glow in that way?”
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My companion continued to remain silently watchful however. Gazing back at me serenely and unwaveringly as another few seconds ticked away, feeling like years. Finally after what seemed like an eternity, the Being moved, raising his arms a little higher towards me this time while beckoning me forwards, hands out outstretched, palms upward, in a gesture of calling me towards him.
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“Come!” he said. “It is time; … there is nothing more to be done here!”
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What still felt like my physical stomach gave a good impression of a sickening lurch. There was such an air of finality in his words this time. Yet still I was determined to launch into one more last ditch attempt at protest and blow what I still valiantly hoped, would turn out to be a crazy rouse all along.
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“But … But …” I began. “… What about my plane? … And I have work on Monday you know too?”
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Yet somehow there was just something seemingly intangible yet unbending about the non-negotiable aura of this “Being’s’ stance now. Immediately all my inner resolve irreparably crumbled, and in the next instant I found myself slowly moving forward towards him like a lost child seeking the comfort and protection of the solace of those outstretched arms.
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As his embrace enfolded me immediately there was a whooshing sound in my ears and a sensation of rapid movement. Instinctively I closed my eyes. When I re-opened them to peek out a moment later, I found that we were travelling down a dimly lit tunnel.
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Despite the apparent gloom at first glance, I soon noticed that within this tunnel, all details were actually crystal clear and easily discernable. I was unable to accurately assess from where this light originated and could only assume it must be from the long and skinny, vividly coloured and brightly lit fluorescent tube-like clusters that kept zipping past us either coming or going in one direction or the other, at intervals. Assessed as about the diameter and length of regular drinking straws, with each being brightly lit from within and each illuminating out its own individual fluorescent rainbow colour, while travelling together in tightly packed groups of approximately a dozen they immediately reminded me of the tightly packed bunches of fine tentacles that I had observed as the illuminating part of fibre optics lamps. The overall effect being extremely pretty and visually impressive they continued to zip past us one after another however. Vaguely reminiscent also of the multi-coloured speed trails as observed on some of the night photography shots of fast moving traffic on duel carriageways.
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I noticed next we were not alone, for there were other travellers also traversing this tunnel. Some up ahead; some following behind. Some were moving in the same direction. Some passing us and going in the opposite direction. It reminded of a busy freeway specifically for human forms, for there was not a mechanical vehicle to be seen anywhere. Some like us were travelling in pairs, holding hands, linking arms or in close embrace. Some looked happy and excited, projecting expressions of anticipation. Some looked bewildered and almost fearful, and some had heads and limbs hanging limply and looking as if they were sleeping. For myself, I continued to cling grimly to my companion, grateful for the comfort of his company and wondering uncertainly; ‘where the heck we were going?’
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“Where are we … what is this place?” I ventured after a while. I thought I heard him quietly respond; ‘The Highway to Heaven’, and immediately wanted to laugh at the cliché. But when I glanced up into his face for confirmation, I found his eyes were closed and his features were in complete repose as if he was either sleeping or in deep meditation.
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To be continued ...........................

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