General experience in the life-between-lives state # 2

In the womb

I am now in my mother’s womb. I can hear my mother’s heartbeat a little. It is warm in there and I feel sleepy. The baby is in the second trimester. The brain is well developed and my hands are cuddled together. My mother is ok but anxious.

Immediate Past Life

I am not wearing anything on my feet. I am a male in an Indian suit. It is an old type of clothing. I am wearing a sarong tied up in the middle. I am wearing a short sleeve, cotton shirt on the top. My sarong is off-white in colour.

I am an Indian man in my late thirties. I am living in an old village. I am now outdoors. There are a few old wooden houses here. I am in a poor area in central India.

The house is made of thin tree trunks that are cut and arranged side by side, one by one. There is nothing in the house, except for an Indian pot. I live by myself.

I am gathering firewood. I am self-sufficient. I live alone, comfortably. There are some other houses nearby. I don’t really mix around. I am just staying alone, passing time, relaxing.

I have some spiritual practice, but I don’t know what it is. It is some form of contemplation.

My height is 5 feet 6 or 7 inches. I am thin. I am not very dark skinned. I have a moustache. I am decent looking. I am living in the countryside. The weather is just nice. It is not hot or cold. The year is in the 1700s.

The death

I died quite young. I am lying down, straight, comfortably, with my hands on my stomach. I see my body in my house. 2 or 3 neighbours came and washed my body. I had no sickness. I just died.

Nearby in the village, there is a cemetery, where people are buried. I am still in the house, with my body.

I’m now above my body. I just watch the body. There is no sadness. I just look at the body and say, “This is the body. You have to leave”. They carry my body to the burial site. There is no coffin. They just put me on a clean white cloth. Then, I just leave.

Transition to the spirit realm

I feel a sense of “I don’t know what’s happening”. I move away, down a lot of trees and jungle. I can see things below me. I feel very light. I’m moving upward, but looking down. I have no physical body. It’s just a soul body. I am floating upwards. There are others like me going up. We are more or less of the same speed. It feels like a balloon being released. I just go up and up.

My soul body is grey – white in colour. It is translucent. There is an outline of the human body. Some are luminous, bright in colour. Some have white light colours. Some are grayish. Some are more transparent. I can see through them. They are not totally transparent but they have just some substance.

Around me is open space. It is the sky. I feel like there are many angels around. Everyone around me is moving freely. There is empty space. It looks like as though there is a center in the sky. Everyone is gathering there and moving around freely. The soul body seems mostly like male bodies, but they are not exactly identifiable by gender.

I am flying. There is a huge space around me. I am somewhere in the sky. It is a kind of life up there. We don’t eat. There is no hunger, no time, no sleep. We are made up of a kind of energy but with some subtle substance. We are shaped like human beings.

It is a temporary station. There are angels with wings. They are very friendly ones. We just mingle around. We are flying here and there, nothing to be bothered about. We have a bird’s eye view of things. I feel happy, just flying about.

We don’t not talk to each other. We are freely flying here and there. We are happy beings. There is no duty or responsibility in this place. There is a boundary where we cannot cross.

There are more than a hundred beings in this place. They seem to be numberless. They are more or less, the same size. Some are luminous in colour whereas some are light grey.

I am now waiting for the time to take rebirth. When souls take rebirth, they disappear, and burst from that place. No one seems to control this process. It seems to happen automatically. My time to be reborn is not going to be soon. It will be quite some time before I am reborn.  

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