Julia Ames: Never Lose Hold of this | Steve Beckow

Julia Ames

By Steve Beckow, December 18, 2023

(Golden Age of Gaia)

I’d like to repost this account of the afterlife by journalist Julia Ames. Anyone who knows me knows I’ve emphasized that what is left out of most accounts of higher dimensions is the wonderful river, ocean, atmosphere of love that exists there.

It’s water to the fish; air to the humans. It’s omnipresent and perhaps that’s why people don’t notice it. They speak from it, but they speak naturally rather than incredulously, as we newcomers would.

But here is Julia Ames, radioing back to us from the afterlife in 1914, the only person I’ve read to date who fully acknowledges the river of love they exist in. Yay, Julia! This is what’s missing from most accounts.



Julia Ames: Never Lose Hold of This

Jan. 10, 2016

(https://goldenageofgaia.com/2016/01/10/julia-ames-never-lose-hold-of-this/)

xI continue today to be in the experience of transformative love and, when one is in love, one can only write about love.

So far we’ve been looking only at channeled messages from our sources in the Company of Heaven. But I was doing some work on the New Maps of Heaven wiki and came across some really wonderful words from Julia Ames. “Julia” was an American newspaperwoman who died just before the First World War and communicated back through British journalist and friend William T. Stead.

She’s describing the Higher Summerlands of the Astral Plane. She begins with the blanket statement that “the ozone of our life here is love.” (1) She adds: “Heaven differs from earth most of all in this. There is more love in it; and ever love that throbs in the human heart makes Earth more like Heaven.” (2)

She says that, unlike us, the residents of the Astral Plane are always conscious of love.

“The difference between what we feel here and on earth is that here the consciousness of love is everywhere. We see what we are and we often regret it and mourn for our shortcomings. But we know that we live in the very love of God and that our stumblings tend upwards. But we do stumble and fall short of the glory of God.” (3)

Love is the secret of heaven, she tells us. Increasingly it’s becoming the secret of the New Earth.

“I find it so difficult to explain how we live and how we spend our time. … I think we can best teach you what we experience by asking you to remember those moments of exaltation when, in the light of the setting or rising sun, you look out, happy and content, upon the landscape over which the sun’s rays have shed their magical beauty.

“There is peace; there is life; there is beauty; above all, there is love. Love, love is the secret of Heaven. God is love and when you are lost in love you are found in God.” (4)

We don’t find our existence in love as she does. Consequently we doubt that God exists. But of the Astral residents, she says: “We cannot doubt the love of God. We live in it. It is the greatest, the only real thing.” (5)

She goes more into the differences between the physical and astral realities:

“There is nothing to which you can compare our constantly loving state in this world except the supreme beatitude of the lover who is perfectly satisfied with the one whom he loves.

“For the whole difference between this side and your side consists in this … that we live in love, which is God, and you too often live in the misery which is the natural, necessary result of the absence of God, who is love.” (6)

At one point she waxes philosophical and tells us:

“Love is God, God is love. The more you love, the more you are like God. It is only when we deeply, truly love [that] we find our true selves or that we see the Divine in the person loved. … Love is the fulfilling of the law, love is the seeing of the face of God. …

“If you wish to be with God – love! If you wish to be in heaven – love! For heaven differs chiefly from earth and from hell in that in heaven all love up to the full measure of their being and all growth in grace is growth in love. Love, love, love! That is the first word and the last word. There is none beside that, for God, who is love, is all in all, the Alpha and the Omega, the first and the last, world without end.” (7)

At this moment, I’m feeling transformative love, which is the love she’s referring to (not what passes for love on the Earth Plane), and it’s yielding to bliss. The truth of her words brings on this mood.

Julia shrinks from considering that her words have done the desired job.

“I am ashamed of the poor, paltry, miserable words and metaphors with which I am trying to give you some idea of the abounding and overwhelming and all-encompassing sense which we have of the love of God. That, my friend, is Heaven; and when you have it Heaven is there. All is summed up in that: God is Love, Love is God, and Heaven is the perfect realization of that.” (8)

She ends with an exhortation to us.

“Whatever else you may doubt, never lose hold of this: God is Love. The atmosphere of the universe is the realizing sense of the love of God and the more I live here the more impossible it seems to doubt it.” (9)

I could as well go into From Darkness Unto Light and get a third view of love from terrestrial sages: that would make three sources, not all channeled: the Company of Heaven, afterlife communicators, and terrestrial sages. But I know what I’d find. Exactly the same words.

Love is itself the stairway to heaven, just as it is heaven, and as it is us.

Footnotes

(1) Julia [Julia T. Ames] through W.T. Stead, medium, After Death. A Personal Narrative. New York: George H. Doran, n.d.; c. 1914. 82.

(2) Ibid., 83.

(3) Ibid., 82.

(4) Ibid., 46.

(5) Loc. cit.

(6) Ibid., 52.

(7) Ibid., 54.

(8) Ibid., 71.

(9) Ibid., 70.