Ascension is first and last a personal affair.
The timing, the manner of travel, and what we do along the way is all a personal affair.
It isn’t a war or a pandemic, where the government takes charge. It isn’t – or hasn’t been – a matter of conditioning or a school matter or a matter for the banks.
It’s a matter between us and the “Mother,” spoken of collectively – the Mother and all her servants.
When we read the afterlife literature, we may find it easy to accept the situation. Residents of the Astral Plane cannot go to the Mental Plane, above them, because the discomfort would be too great. (1)
Ask a hippopotamus to run a mile. Or an elephant to jump six feet high. That’s how we’d be in a higher dimension.
So, if you can’t take the heat, stay out of the kitchen. If you can’t stand the vibrations on a higher plane – if you start to feel run down, if you feel you can’t breathe, you can’t go on – you’ve reached your envelope’s edge.
You won’t be able to stand the more refined environment, while many around you will be running and jumping. Some will even be flying.
It’s a simple matter of physics, though I’d like to look at that in a separate article. The element will burn out if overheated. The electric wire has a safe rating. The building has an earthquake-proof classification. Everything around us has conditions under which it lasts, thrives, persists, etc., and conditions under which it breaks down, fails, goes under, etc.
Similarly, we too will either be able to flourish in ascended energies or we won’t be able to take them. There’s no blame attached either way: We all end up in the same place eventually and all we meet along the road is just for our learning and to promote our arrival.
Whether we ascend or not, whether we ascend and then choose not to continue, we’re all on the same journey, from God to God. Some get off at Yellowstone and stay awhile; some go on to San Francisco. But they all end up at the same homecoming party.
The only thing impersonal about Ascension is what we get to take with us to higher and higher levels – nothing but love.
But when we find ourselves in an Ocean of Love, all considerations like what we have, what we do, and what we are go out the metaphorical window.
(1) Here are accounts of people’s difficulties ascending beyond their evolutionary level:
“Should a man try to live in that rarified spiritual air [of a higher plane than Lawrence occupies] who carried still in his being the uncleansed stains of earth, his sufferings would be terrible, as intense as the joy of which he would be capable when he is cleansed of them.” (T.E. Lawrence through Jane Sherwood, medium, Post-Mortem Journal. Communications from T.E. Lawrence [of Arabia]. London: Spearman, 1964, 86.)
“I do not believe that I could stand, for long, the intense Light and Glory of these Higher Planes. My soul is not yet strong enough.” (Mother Florence in Helen Graves, Testimony of Light. London: Churches Fellowship for Psychical & Spiritual Studies, 1975; c1969, 113.)
“The worlds above us are even richer in light and happiness. If I go up there (and I can) I find it too bright; the light hurts my eyes. And the vibrations are so refined that I can’t respond to them! So I reverse gear and return to this world – which suits me just fine!” (Mike Swain in Jasper Swain, From My World to Yours: A Young Man’s Account of the Afterlife. New York: Walker, 1977, 24.)