Trippin Dream
I was back at my childhood home where my mother and I lead a mostly unhappy existence of physical and mental abuse from my stepfather. I didn’t understand why I’d be here of all places I could be, but I was sitting outside with my dog Pepper, by his dog house, who had passed at the age of 18 four years earlier. I felt guilt that maybe I didn’t treat my dog right as a teenager in my own apartment. I could have been a better pet owner. I did carry this 90 lbs. dog up and down 2 flights of stairs when he couldn’t walk, and held him steady as he tried to do his business. Maybe I could have taken him more places during his life. Maybe I could have let him out more often. Yet here he was with me seemingly happy to see me, tail wagging. I was cheerful as well. Then slowly, like a movie fading in to a new scene, my Grandfather appeared to my right. Slightly surprised to see him I said, “you can’t be here, you’re dead.” Very sure of himself, he matter of factly shook his head “no” he was not dead. He sat beside me, then fell back as if he was dying all over again right in front of me. Of course, I was overcome with devastation and sadness once more. Then he sat up, smiled, and took me by the hand. He looked up and I looked where he was looking. Above us was pitch black sky with brilliantly colored stars and planets. What appeared to be a green laser like grid became visible. Was this some sort of “map” he was showing me? Ahhh, yes. It was. He took my hand and I became weightless, soaring into the cosmos, faster then anything I’d ever seen even on SciFi TV. We traveled at such a speed the stars became blurred streams of light and gave the impression of changing into tunnels. He slowed down slightly a couple of times glimpsing at various spectacular clusters of colors and light, as if showing me points on the map. Well, I’ll be… He was giving directions. Ultimately we seemingly arrived at our destination. It was filled with fields of tall green grasses, trees, bright aromatic flowers, and small fresh lakes. I drank it all in. The smells of brisk clean water. The true scent of what fresh “green” genuinely smells like. The way the warmth of the light penetrated to my core. The instant feeling of complete comfort and total bliss. No hustle and bustle. Just being. Grandpa showed me there were separate houses, though so far apart you couldn’t see more then one at a time no matter how high up you were viewing from. Each had it’s own driveway but there were no roads. I had instant knowledge souls easily traveled between locations by mere thought. He looked at me and smiled. In that instant, I knew where we were. I knew what this was. This was it. This was a piece of Heaven. The real deal. He IS alive, and this is where he is.
The trip there was time consuming, and one of which the sharp details I will never forget. I stayed for what seemed like an entire day but receiving a great deal information, instantaneously. Complete harmony. Almost paradise.
Just when I felt comfortable here, it was quite evident it was time to leave as I was whisked away swiftly. The return voyage was more rapid. Everything flew past me in a rewind of sorts. I woke abruptly, almost breathless, slamming back into my body. I possessed conflicting emotions all at once, sad to leave, happy to see him, content knowing it’s fantastic there, confusion, a knowledge and an understanding like I’ve never had before. I was honored he shared this with me. The exciting feelings still linger in me today. It was the most vivid experience I’d ever have. More vivid then me sitting here now.
This was such an intense, insightful, profound experience, it motivated me to continue my journey, learn about spirits, guides, grow my faith and ultimately the desire to share with others that the buck doesn’t stop here, through proof of their own loved ones that have passed on through mediumship.
I knew there were different levels of Heaven, but I never understood quite how it all worked, until recently. Which I will share soon.