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DaRk AnGel : Why Home : November 2006 : HEllo???????

HEllo???????

Hello?

Am I alone here??

Why cannot I feel myself?

Where is my house, my dogs? What city am I in? What country?? What world??

This is all unknown to me. I do not feel any fear or threat. It is dark and silent and there is no motion. No wind. Nothing moves.

Wait what is that?

A light in the distance. I cannot move…

It approaches,,,

I look to see a shape, a face, something recognizable.. It is simply a white mass - a light. There is no substance to it..

I CAN HEAR IT.

But it has no mouth. And I do not hear it with my ears. I hear it in my heart. What it says cannot be true! I was fine when I went to bed…

Another light approaches. It stands beside the one that is communicating with my soul. It forms a shape.. Then a face is thinly visible. Someone I knew from grade school. Diane.. How did I remember that name? We are seven and playing volleyball over a line stretched across the iron posts that support the dog post. Laughing as only young children can..

I am puzzled. If I am dead, where are the angels. Where is god? Where is everything I was taught?

"Am I going to hell?" my soul screams out?

No answer…

Diane fades back into whiteness.. The two lights shimmer in front of me. My hand raises yet I do not lift it. The first light comes closer and my hand feels something.. but what? It has nothing to compare to what it has just felt. It is warm to the touch, and the sensation is pleasant, and the feeling is of welcome.

How did I die? I was not old enough to die! I was only 51.

I look down to my hand, it begins to dissolve in the whiteness that has surrounded it. There is no pain, it turns into what it is in contact with. I watch as it spreads up my wrist, then my arm. I wait for the hurt to begin..

But there is none..

There is peace..

Soon I am no more, but I am a part of everything that came before me. I am one and I am everything. In the whiteness I now can feel the essences of everyone that I have ever loved. Every animal that has ever been a part of my life is within me and without me.

I am whole again. I am perfect. The piece of me that was my soul was the part of the spirit of us all.. To where we will all return. And where we will have peace and love for all eternity.

That which I have become a part of is the love that I knew existed in the physical state. I thought that others must know it as well. I now understand.. One has to know, and feel, and love the god within to have any ability to feel or give a spiritual love.

I now have all I have ever wanted.. And I have it forever…