By Steve Beckow, February 13, 2021
(Golden Age of Gaia)
Sitting with Jesus among His Angels – True or False? – Part 1/2
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
By Steve Beckow, February 14, 2021
(Golden Age of Gaia)
Sitting with Jesus among His Angels – True or False? – Part 2/2
Julia leaves the death chamber after having tried unsuccessfully to offer solace to her grieving friends.
Her guardian angel takes her to a higher-dimensional garden rendezvous where she meets Jesus. She experiences a deeper level of Realization on meeting him.
Julia [Julia T. Ames] through W.T. Stead, medium, After Death. A Personal Narrative. New York: George H. Doran, n.d.; c. 1914, 43-5.
I was then called away [from the death-chamber]. I found myself in a great expanse of landscape where I had never been before. I was alone; that is, I saw no one. But you are never really alone. We are always living in the presence of God.
But I saw no one. Then I heard a voice. I only heard the words. “Julia, He who saved thee would fain speak with thee.” I listened, but no words other than these were spoken.
Then I said – “Who is it that speaks?” And, behold, a flaming fire – really like fire though in human shape. I was afraid. Then he spoke and said, “Be not afraid. It is who am appointed to teach the secret things of God.” Then I saw that the brightness as of fire was only the brightness that comes from the radiant love of the Immortals.
Then the flame-bright One said to me, “Julia, behold your Saviour!” And when I looked I saw Him. He was sitting on a seat close to me, and He said, “Beloved, in My Father’s House are many mansions; here am I, whom you have loved so long. I have prepared a place for you.”
And I said, “Where, oh, my Lord?” He smiled and, in the brightness of that smile, I saw the whole landscape change as the Alps change in the sunset, which I saw so often from the windows of my hotel at Lucerne.
Then I saw that I was not alone, but all around and above were fair and loving forms, some of those whom I had known, others of whom I had heard, while some were strange. But all were friends and the air was full of love.
And in the midst of all was He, my Lord and Saviour. He was as a Man among men. He was full of the wonderful sweet mildness which you are acquainted with in some of the pictures that have been painted by the Italian Fra Angelico. He had an admirable look of warm affection, which was as the very breath of life to my soul. He is with us always.
This is Heaven – to be with Him. You cannot understand how the consciousness of His presence makes the atmosphere of this world so different from that with you. There are many things I wish I could write to you, but I cannot, nor could you understand them. I can only tell you that He is more than we ever have imagined.
He is the Source and Giver of all good gifts. All that we know of what is good and sweet and pure and noble and lovable are but faint reflections of the immensity of the glory that is His. And He loves us with such tender love!
Oh, Ellen, Ellen, you and I used to love each other with what seemed to us sometimes too deep and intense a love, but that at its very best was but the pale reflection of the love with which He loves us, which is marvelously and wonderfully great beyond all power of mind to describe. His name is Love; it is what He is – Love, Love, Love!
I cannot tell you everything; you could not understand it. But I am in a state of bliss such as we never imagined on earth.
What Julia describes here is the world we’ll enter after that moment of snap, Ascension, Sahaja Samadhi. It exists at a higher frequency of vibration, which we’ll then be attuned to. The choice of whom we want to meet us is ours.
I assert that higher-dimensional love and bliss are, to our ordinary, everyday hearts and minds, unimaginable.