'Morningland' By Piet Wolvers
Life beyond the veils
The Nada Chronicles, part 53
By Hans Brockhuis
Eleven years ago I had a choice to make: “Are you coming home or do you stay where you are in order to finish what you started?” The temptation to release was great. The love spoken from these words was so intense that I was truly prepared to let go of this earthly body, with all its faults and illnesses, and to reunite with the three women who passed away earlier and of whom I knew they would be there to welcome me; my grandmother, my mother and my daughter.
But then I realized that I have my responsibilities here on earth as well. My wife, children, grandchildren. Also the Running Fox work was not yet completed and thus it came that the following operation, despite the poor odds, was performed successfully and I was, after a recovery period of several months once again capable to walk the earthly roads again.
As a matter of course I have been part of the life beyond the veils earlier. Many times I have been incarnated, on earth and on other planets, in this and other dimensions, as a sentient being or otherwise and each time there has been this period – in between – in which I was, bodiless, part of the life that we call here ‘the other side, the hereafter, the better life, or whatever you want to call it.
But is that other side so very different? The answer to that is twofold. Because of the fact that the vibrations, the energies over there are so much the lighter, it is not necessary to fit on an earthly body. Walking as a vibration only is feasible but of course one might choose to assume for a while an outwardly earthen body to be able to roam the grassy pastures and the slumbering woods, to enjoy the gorgeous flowers with their ‘unearthly’ beautiful colors and scents, to partake in a kind of social life with all sorts of creatures that are in the ‘in between’ as well and who, just like you, are preparing for their next incarnation.
Visiting and helping those loved ones that are left behind is of course also a possibility. In those ways life ‘there’ is not very much different than ‘here’. You won’t have a permanent body, but while your spirit is not at all altered you will act more or less the same as you was wont to do ‘in the flesh’.
Otherwise, there are of course many differences. Light and Love prevail, all those bumps and shrubs you ran into during your life are seemingly not existent or either that much undersized than before. You look at everything from an much different perspective and if you are looking down from ‘above’ (which is not the case because the here and there are actually occupying the same space), zooming in on those who are left behind, you might discover that all sorts of problems that exist there, in fact are no problems at all, or small ones at least. You can look at those from a – so to speak – more mature point of view. Look awhile at your little son or daughter who is sweating above his or her homework.
The calculations that are to be done, the charts that have to be studied, the textbooks that have to be learned, seem to be for you as a parent relatively easy tasks. But then, didn’t we have to learn them as well? Didn’t we sweat about those problems in our own way? Have we not also been desperate while thinking we would never be able to master this or that query. The mountain you faced seemed unclimbable. And yet, that was not the case. You learned to cut the problems into little pieces, and while resolving the remaining parts, you managed to climb the mountain at last and there, looking euphorically downward, you could look at and admire what you had accomplished.
Such summit experiences are very important in one’s life, because in that way you learn how to handle the difficulties for which you came to earth in the first place.
And that is exactly what you are doing when you find yourself at the other side. From that higher perspective you will in the first place be able to see what happened during your own life. You experience the motion picture of your life and in thus you are able to judge for yourself what went right or wrong, which high mountains you successfully conquered and which devastations you might have left behind.
The latter will be something to look after the next time. Bye and bye you learn, together with others who again are in a higher dimension than yourself, to become aware of what was right and what you somehow could have done differently. Thus, together with your guides, step by step a plan is formulated with possible tasks for your next incarnation, implying items such as the choosing of your parents, the social environment in which you will be raised, what chances you will get and what other familiar souls you might encounter in order to be able to indeed bring about these objectives.
There is also room for a plan B (or C or D), in case life doesn’t enfold itself as you have outlined, because beforehand only the major lines are fixed. Interpretation of these depends on how you deal with life itself, which opportunities you do or don’t seize, or finally, at a later age, utilize to work them out.
All this is part of life beyond the veils. We who find ourselves ‘downstairs’ recognize that those veils are dissolving and in the process of going onwards to the year 2012, we gradually recognize that this process is speeding up rapidly. One happy day we will get the opportunity to shift our perspective to one that looks like that in the other world. At that moment we all will have the choice if we´d make paradise on earth possible.
The election of Barack Obama, who can be considered to be a child of the new era, in America, furnishes unprecedented opportunities for humanity. Let us all take these chances in order to one day be able to say: “The mists of the veils have been resolved and now we nurture ourselves in the warm rays of the sun that shines on us unrestricted. That day will be a grand day and together as light workers we might ensure that day to appear as soon as possible.
Today I want to introduce someone who is eager to share his ideas with you. He is no one less than my father, Ben Brockhuis, who passed away when I was 1½ years of age. Consequently, during our current incarnation, I never met him consciously ‘in the flesh’. Yet members of my greater family assure me that I, outwardly as well as in my way of acting, am strongly akin to him. Because father Ben has been a journalist during his working life he is, just like me, a word weaver and so I gladly grant him the pulpit now. I am curious as to what he has to say.