“The first thing that happens is bliss, at least it was like that in my case.”
 
I grabbed a pen and began writing my brother’s words as he spoke. Nothing would have been odd about this had he been sitting next to me or on the phone. But he was dead. He died three weeks earlier after being hit by a car. I’d been a mess ever since, so depressed over Billy’s death I could barely lift my head from the pillow. But on this day, I was awakened at dawn by his unmistakable voice calling my name. “Annie, Annie it’s me. It’s Billy. Get up and get the red notebook.”
 

In the Law of Attraction niche, the masters talk about letting go of trying too hard and struggling because we don’t have to. It’s a waste of energy. The Universe will help us make our desires a reality. We just need to take inspired action.
This is actually true in my own life. Back then when I was struggling, I tried too hard on making things better. I took action but it felt like a struggle, it really felt awful in my chest and gut. So I guess something was amiss here.

--Guy Finley--
Deep spiritual work reveals the truth that hellish things on earth manifest as they do because their dark cause dwells hidden somewhere in us. We are about to look into this interior abyss and shine into its unseen corners a beautiful light of understanding. We will illuminate the center of the earth where dark forces are always celebrating some victory over unconscious human beings.
 
Imagine the chief devil calling together every possible evil entity that is in range of his magnetic voice and saying, “How can we interfere up there? What can we do to further deceive human beings? We must keep them in the dark so they can’t see the Light that wants to rescue them. I want something so evil, so sinister, that no one will know what happened. Who’s got it?”
 
And the flames of all the little imps dim a little bit because they’re afraid; but two days later, they all come back with a few ideas, although nothing spectacular. Then one tiny imp hops on the shoulder of the devil and whispers something in his ear. Great flames shoot out of the devil and sear the little imp who cries out “Thank you!” Then the devil exclaims, “Ah! I have the plan in hand!”

Lost Souls, Earthbound spirits, and those who don't know they are dead.

--Anita Burns

Although we would like to think that after death everything is beautiful and that we go to a place of love and light, this is not always the case for everyone. In my lifetime and in my too-many-years-to-count of experience with the "dearly" departed, there are a lot of souls who don't find the light and many who don't even know they are dead.

Too often these souls are afraid and confused, not knowing what to do or where to go to find their peace, so they hang around the "living" trying to be heard, crying out for help.

The good news is that helping them is a simple thing to do. Gathering together in a group for the purposes of hearing their stories and helping them find the light literally saves souls.

Soul rescue is a work that really makes my heart sing. Although I had facilitated rescue circles for many years, it was never more personal than when my stepfather died. He had been ill for some time but always pulled through a crises. This time, when mother said he was in the hospital for colon problems, I had no inkling that he would never go home.

I think it was morning, although my memory might be wrong in this. I walked from my bedroom to the living room and there he was, my stepfather, Jean (French for John), sitting in the blue recliner rocker that used to be his until mother bought him a new one. He looked confused and dazed. "What am I doing here? How did I get here?" he asked as his eyes darted around.

I was startled to see him there but recognized immediately that he had died and didn't know it. "You have passed away from your body." I said as calmly as I could. "Do you remember being in the hospital?"

He thought a moment, then said, "Yes."
I looked over his shoulder and a cloud of mist was beginning to form. His mother's face appeared and she called to him. He didn't seem to hear her.

"You have died." I said. "Your mother is calling you to guide you to your new home."

By Shift Doctors
Tracy Latz, M.D. and Marion Ross, Ph.D--

Inner Christmas, a practice of inner renewal and development, begins on December 25 and unfolds nightly through January 6, the day of Epiphany. These are the 12 Holy Nights, a yearly time when our souls experience a unique connection with spiritual forces, the veils between heaven and earth lift and powerful inner insight and growth are possible.”  ~ Lynn Jericho Inner Christmas

This is the perfect time of year (in the Yuletide prior to Epiphany on January 6th) to create sacred space to connect with that ‘inner still small voice’.

What is ‘Sacred Space'?
Sacred space can be as small as a deep cleansing breath you take in to clear your self or to prepare for meditation; or it can be a small physical space such as a window sill, an altar, or a larger space in a room in a home; or it may be larger still such as a garden or a cathedral or an ancient megalithic site. The primary importance is the intention of setting the space for sacred use or sacred connection to Nature, the ‘Divine’ or “All that is” in order to experience “I Am that I Am”.