You know, so much to do with Ascension has been regarded by the general public as hooey.
Sitting with Jesus among his angels? Have another one, buddy!
Now that we’ve become accustomed to the idea of Ascension, I can actually post an example of an Ascension in which the ascender ended up sitting with Jesus among his angels. We’re now ready to entertain such things as life after death, dimensions of reality, meeting our chosen ideal or savior in Seventh-Dimensional Heaven, and so on.
In recent years, an awful lot of what we dismissed as fanciful, in scripture particularly, is now coming back revealed to us as, at least in some cases, literal.
For instance, American journalist Julia Ame’s meeting with Jesus, probably in the Seventh Dimension of Christ Consciousness, is literal. (1) In those days one had to transition from the body to ascend.
I post her account at length because it challenges our beliefs that such a meeting is fanciful, fictitious. Notice her amazement at the quality of the love she feels in the higher dimensions as well as with Jesus.
Is this amazement not a recurring theme? Do we even suspect what the love of the higher dimensions feels like?
We join Julia immediately upon her having left her body.
Julia [Julia T. Ames] through W.T. Stead, medium, After Death. A Personal Narrative. New York: George H. Doran, n.d.; c. 1914, 41-44.
I found myself free from my body. It was such a strange new feeling. I was standing close to the bedside on which my body was lying; I saw everything in the room just as before I closed my eyes.
I did not feel any pain in “dying.” (2) I felt only a great calm and peace. Then I awoke and I was standing outside my old body in the room. There was no one there at first, just myself and my old body. At first I wondered [that] I was so strangely well. Then I saw that I had passed over.
I waited about a little; then the door opened and Mrs. H. came in. She was very sad; she addressed my poor body as if it was myself. I was standing looking at her, but all her thoughts were upon the poor old body I had left behind. It seemed so absurd I could not help laughing. I did not try to speak at first; I waited to see what would happen.
Then I felt as though a great warm flood of light had come into the room and I saw an angel. She, for at first she seemed to be a female, came to me and said: “I am sent to teach you the laws of the new life.”
And, as I looked, she gently touched me and said: “We must go.”
Then I left the room and my poor old body, and passed [beyond]. It was so strange; the streets were full of spirits. I could see them as we passed; they seemed to be just like ourselves. My angel had wings; they were beautiful. She was all robed in white.
We went at first through the streets, then we went through the air, till we came to the place where we met friends who had passed on before.
There were Mr. M-, and Mr. N-, and Ethel A-, and many others. They told me much about the spirit world. They said I must learn its laws and endeavour to be as useful as I could. The angel who remained with me all the time helped to explain.
The spirit friends had their life much as it was here; they lived and loved, and if they had not to work for their daily bread, they had still plenty to do.
Then I began to be sad about you [probably to her friend, Ellen], and I wanted to go back; the angel took me swiftly through the air to where I came from. When I entered the death-chamber, there lay my body. It was no longer of interest to me, but I was so grieved to see how you were all weeping over my worn-out clothes [i.e., her body].
I wished to speak to you. I saw you, darling, all wet with tears and I was so sad I could not cheer you up. I very much wanted to speak and tell you how near I was to you, but I could not make you hear. I tried, but you took no notice. I said to the angel – “Will it always be thus?”
She said: “Wait. The time will come when you will speak with her. But at present she cannot hear, neither can she understand.”
(To be concluded tomorrow.)
Footnotes
(1) I don’t think we should overlook either that Jesus made a number of appearances on An Hour with an Angel. He is not an unapproachable being. But if we did meet him, he would probably veil his light whereas for Julia, as we’ll see tomorrow, he gives her a strong experience of it.
(2) Death itself is said almost universally by afterlife communicators to be painless. Most beings just step out of their bodies. See “Death is Painless; Most People do not Suffer” at http://goldengaiadb.com/index.php?title=Coming_Home#Death_is_Painless.3B_Most_People_do_not_Suffer