The Greatest Gift...I'm Not Going Back

"Look around Laurie, you know this place."

"Yes I do! Thank you for coming to get me!"

I was in the corner of the room hovering above myself. I saw my physical body laying on the bed. Next to me lay my dear friend Ken. He was someone Dad and Mom took under their wing when he was just a kid. We always considered him our adopted brother even though he wasn't adopted. He was a boy in the neighborhood being raised by his single Mom, and be it that he was basically fatherless, Dad quickly became his father figure. Dad loved Ken like his own son, and Ken loved Dad as his own father. Ken had forced me to go home that day to try and rest. The days following Dad's death were beyond painful. So much was happening, much of which I have very little recollection. The emotional craze though, is a memory I'll never forget. We were trapped in in sorrow displayed in every imaginable manor. From agony to anger, even rage, it was just too much. Dad died suddenly at age forty six. He left behind a very young family. Myself the oldest, was twenty six when he passed. Six siblings beneath me ages ranging from twenty five to five years old. Mom had to be sedated, and I was working with close friends of my parents, and my Uncle Bob trying to make arrangements for his memorial. It was truly tragic, and to this day many people just find it hard to accept. He was such a good soul. People truly loved him.

For days following his death I didn't eat or sleep. I was functioning on autopilot. Ken insisted I go home and rest. Reluctantly I let him drive me to my apartment.

I went straight to my bed and collapsed. I remember feeling so numb, probably result of shock. We were all in total schock. My heart was heavy and my mind weary. I took no comfort in the message received from the angels in my early years. In fact, nothing mattered. I didn't care if this was part of a divine plan. I resented it.

Ken layed down next to me.

Next thing I knew, Dad was standing next to my bed. Handsome, dressed in a suit (he was a businessman and wore a suit everyday) He took my hand and I was instantly pulled into a space of some sort of energy. It's very hard to explain, but I do remember looking at Ken, and my mind told me I must be dying. Ken was oblivious to anything peculiar because for all intensive purposes, I was still laying next to him. Then Dad put his arms around me. He just wrapped me up in a teddy bear hug and we started to make a swift steady movement upwards. There was no air, but I could breath, or at least I think I was breathing. The air was almost wet, humid is kind of a good way to describe it. Almost as if the air was alive, and was touching me. The temperature was absolutely perfect in an odd way. I looked down and saw myself laying in my bed with Ken. I said (without using my voice) "Dad, am I dead?" Using our voices or words as we know them, wasn't happening. It was telepathic thoughts transmitting the communication. He smiled and said "No." I felt weightless! I felt no physical anything! No pain, no sense of touch, smell, nothing like that at all. I was in a pain free pocket of thick, powerful energy. It appeared to be somewhat of a tornado, a vortex, and we were in the middle of it. It was grayish and filled with beautiful light prisms that swirled around us, shooting in and out from within the walls of this tunnel. They resembled comets or stars or something of that nature, and they were illuminated with bright colors. Colors that were so magnificent and rich that no words can be used to define their intensity. In fact, after seeing color of that magnitude, I can assure you the colors we see here on earth, though beautiful, are utterly dull in comparrison. There was sound too, but I have no words to describe the sound. Swooshing seems to be the best I can do.

Far in the distance, at the end of this tunnel, was a bright golden and white light. We were getting closer to it, and I said "Daddy, I'm so happy you came to get me! I love it here!" He said "Look around Laurie. You know this place."

"Yes! Yes I do!" I just kep telling him how happy I was to be there, and how I wasn't going back. Nor did I want to go back! I thought about the people I loved, and leaving them behind, but only for a fleeting moment. I knew I'd see them again so I had no problem leaving them. It was the craziest thing honestly. He heard my thoughts and counter acted everyone of them with a opposite response. The he said something I'll never forget, he said

"I know you know this place, so then, what are you afraid of?"

"Afraid? I'm not afraid, I know this place Dad." He replied "Yes you do. Never forget it again. Understand? This is why you know you have to go back"

"No Daddy, I won't forget it because I'm NOT going back! I want to stay with you!"

"You're not coming with me....not yet."

I argued with him, begging and insisting that I didn't want to go back! He told me I had to go back, and that there was more for me to do. For one thing he told me "Your Mother needs you. You must go back and take care of her. Your brothers need you too. You have more to do Laurie."

We were about half way up inside the tunnel when this force, a powerful energy slid between the two of us. It was like two mangets when you push them together, they resist touching. That's exactly what it felt like. The energy just kept getting stronger, pushing us further and further apart. I tried to hold on but it was too strong. "No Daddy! Please don't make me go back! I want to stay! Please....Please!" It separated us completely, and he began to go closer towards the light, while I was being pulled straight backwards. He said "I'll see you soon. I love you, and I'll never be far, understand? Take care of your Mom---Take care of your Mom."

Then, as if I had just been dropped from an airplane, I felt the atmosphere change. I was purged through some sort of a wall of energy, and in a blink I was pushed, or pulled, not sure which, back into my body. When my spirit entered my flesh, I felt as though I'd been submerged into icy water or something. It hurt. I became painfully aware of every pore in my body. Every inch of my skin felt as though it was being poked by millions of tiny pins. It hurt to come back. At that exact moment, my soul recalled something significant. It was an awareness that this earthly life consists also of pain. Pain is part of our Karma here. Our soul needs to learn something here on earth. Our human form is simply part of our souls path. We understood it, and agreed to it before we were born. When we are born, we enter amnesia. It's part of the contract we made with our Divine Creator. It may not make sense now, as we live it, understand it's also a choice. Understand that love and light is within each and everyone of us. I call it 'illumination,' We are created from it. We are all connected to it. We go back to it when our flesh dies. Our spirit however is energy, and energy is constant. It does not go way. It simply manifests itself into another form.

My Dad communicates with me more often than not. I know this because he showed me. He reminded me of a different space called the spirit world. I am connected to it. I find it funny the greatest thing he ever taught me as a father (though he taught me plenty) ironically was taught to me when he died. I was illuminated.

We do not die. We simply change our energy form.

That empty chair next to you.....isn't empty.

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