Letter from my brother killed in WW II
"Here you are now, an old man with a grey beard. How different! If you could see me, I would stand before you with the appearance of a young man, perhaps 32 years-old or so.
"Yes, it is true; I am your brother, Charles, and I do live in the Celestial Heaven.
"When on earth I knew nothing of this when I arrived here – I mean in spirit; I knew next to nothing. The memories of my few short years on earth have nearly faded. It would be like you trying to recall details from your life as a child. So I am thankful you are not waiting with a lot of questions; some I might be able to answer, but perhaps not many.
"Our dear sister, Ana: oh, what a surprise it was when she came to me after I arrived in this spirit-world! How could I have possibly known that she would be here?
"I do not recall that I knew that I had a sister that died shortly after birth. I do not recall that anyone in our family ever spoke to me about a sister that died before I was born. This is one thing I do not remember. Our sister, Dorothy, probably represents a true picture of our knowledge of this: Dorothy tried to correct you when she heard you say that there were twelve in our family. We were not taught to remember Ana; thus I came here with the awareness of eleven children – not twelve. So after I died in the war, I arrived here with incomplete truth about our family.
"As far as my death and transition, it was difficult. War is a horrible and an unnatural thing. This is true no matter which side you are on. However, the thoughts of the mind were much worse than the experience of death. The pain of the body was little compared to the lingering, ignorant thoughts and images conjured up by the mind. I was a scared guy, not fully knowing what was happening to me.
"Thankfully I died quickly, and when I arrived here I thought I was hallucinating. One moment I am on a bed of blood, and the next moment I am in a place of calmness, of beauty and rest. There were many loving people visiting all the soldiers arriving from battles.
"One very beautiful girl stood out among all the others that came to us to help and assist us. She was more beautiful to me than any other lovely female that I had ever seen. Of course, I did not know who she was or even where I was. And this is why I thought that I was dreaming. I had no reference point. I was ignorant.
"This young girl came to me often, and I liked her presence. She seemed to me to be about my own age. Yes, she visited others, but she appeared to take a special interest in me. We talked often, but I am sure it was one-sided, where she did most of the talking.
"She helped me to realize that I had died in the war. I remember feeling strange. She helped me see that my physical body was gone and that I had a different kind of body – a body that was similar and the same shape, but of a different density. She taught me that this is my spirit body, and that it had been with me all along while on earth, and that my physical body was like a covering for my spirit body.
"She also taught me that I was now living in a different world, a different dimension – a different life. For some reason I found this easy to accept. For instance, I discovered that I was able to walk and run and jump. When I hit the ground I did not suffer pain. I did not get winded when I ran.
"The world I found myself in is a beautiful place; it has trees and flowers and streams. All I could think about this was how beautiful and peaceful it is here. I began to love where I was and did not make an attempt – as many others did – to return to earth. I felt that I belonged here – that this was my real home, and where I was meant to be.
"Well, the girl I began to tell you about was an excellent teacher. She knew so much about this world. She helped me to realize that I was not dead, not really – but that I was now fully alive – more alive than ever.
"Well, one day, when we were talking about our life in this world, and our family still on earth, she said that my mother had another child, born just one year before I was born. I was curious about this and to help me understand, she showed me records of our family.
"Yes, there really are records of this kind here. You have already read about this fact in other books available to you on earth, yet I see that you are a bit surprised that I write about these records. But you need to realize that I did not know this. I also discovered that they have fantastic libraries here. You can read and study as much as you choose.
"So after this research other teachers informed me that the girl I admired so much is my sister – my sister, Ana. I grew silent when her identity was revealed to me. How could this be? I asked. How does an infant grow in this world? I also asked. This was too good to be true! Then something quickly happened. I felt that some sort of cord went from me to her – not a literal cord – but a cord of connection. The news that she is my sister established a bond. The news felt right; it felt true.
"I hugged her. We held each other in this embrace for a long time. After this experience I could not tolerate to be away from her. I stayed as close as possible to her. I listened closely to her words and she taught me even more and greater things. Because of her I am here today writing this message to you – my kid brother.
"Oh, Joseph, I have so much more to write and tell you. I am a thankful person to be able to come and write and tell you my story. In the days to come, I, along with mom and dad and Ana, and many other friends in this life, wish to tell people on earth what it is really like to live in this world. I know that you already have many books on this subject in your world, but what we write will bring added and fresh perspectives that humans will enjoy reading. The books you have on earth cannot possibly contain all that can be written about our life here.
"I have only started, and so I am looking forward to coming to you again to continue our story. I hope that you have enjoyed this experience today. Thank you Joey! Thank you Joseph! I love you.
"Love from your family and all your friends in the spirit-world,
"I am your brother, Charles."
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Excerpt from the new book: “Family Reunion – A Spiritual Journey”
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