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NO LIMITS -Bk. 2- Chapt -7 Beyond the Vale
Chris Ritchey Source
Forward: https://thatwoman.wordpress.com/2023/02/03/no-limits-bk-2-forward-beyond-the-vale/
Chapter One: https://thatwoman.wordpress.com/2023/03/03/no-limits-bk-2-chapt-1-beyond-the-vale/
Chapter Two: https://thatwoman.wordpress.com/2023/04/03/no-limits-bk-2-chapt-2-beyond-the-vale/
Chapter Three : https://thatwoman.wordpress.com/2023/05/03/no-limits-bk-2-chapt-3-beyond-the-vale/
Chapter Four: https://thatwoman.wordpress.com/2023/06/03/no-limits-bk-2-chapter-4-beyond-the-vale/
Chapter Five: https://thatwoman.wordpress.com/2023/07/03/no-limits-bk-2-chapter-5-beyond-the-vale/
Chapter Six : https://thatwoman.wordpress.com/2023/08/03/no-limits-bk-2-chapter-6-beyond-the-vale/
IN GODS, PROPHETS – CLERGY ETC WE TRUST?????
I don’t have answers, I don’t want to argue beliefs, I am as ignorant and naive as anyone when it comes to death and the after life.
Before my son died , when I was very young I had some experiences , which I am sure could logically be disproved by those that counter the belief in the after life. BUT then again isn’t that what all religions are based upon… even “reincarnation” https://www.britannica.com/topic/reincarnation
Reincarnation, also called transmigration or metempsychosis, in religion and philosophy, rebirth of the aspect of an individual that persists after bodily death—whether it be consciousness, mind, the soul, or some other entity—in one or more successive existences. Depending upon the tradition, these existences may be human, animal, spiritual, or, in some instances, vegetable. While belief in reincarnation is most characteristic of South Asian and East Asian traditions, it also appears in the religious and philosophical thought of local religions, in some ancient Middle Eastern religions (e.g., the Greek Orphic mystery, or salvation, religion), Manichaeism, and gnosticism, as well as in such modern religious movements as theosophy.
And should you wish to explore further
And about the only people I found on the planet of the 8 billion of people that believe when you die you die and rot and help the earth into which you are interred to get some much needed composting material is Atheism
According to Atheists, nothing happens when we die. Nothing at all. You simply cease to exist. And that’s it. Yes, I know it may seem hard, but it’s that plain and simple. It’s like going to sleep. Without dreaming. While your body slowly starts to rot. Eaten by worms. And you will be nothing left but bones, that one day will also disappear. You will be forgotten forever, like the nothing you were.
https://www.joincake.com/blog/atheist-afterlife
Billions of people all believe we have a soul or an essence or an energy that makes me , me and you, you well except for this group of Atheist and Agnostics
https://worldpopulationreview.com/country-rankings/most-atheist-countries
- China – 103,907,840 — 181,838,720
- India – 102,870,000
- Japan – 81,493,120 — 82,766,450
- Vietnam – 66,978,900
- Russia – 34,507,680 — 69,015,360
- Germany – 33,794,250 — 40,388,250
- France – 25,982,320 — 32,628,960
- United Kingdom – 18,684,010 — 26,519,240
- South Korea – 14,579,400 — 25,270,960
- Ukraine – 9,546,400
Alright then ! IF all the major religions have some form of after life, why do they and their followers, POO-HOO- for the most part – the belief in spirits, ghosts, visitations from wherever they believe, the soul, essence, energy goes after the body ( gives up the ghost)?
How many times have people seen Hawks, eagles birds of all sorts that they believe are bringing messages of support to the loved ones left behind are looked at with the knowing nod and “oh dear grief has got them”?
However, if you are one of those religious sects that believe in reincarnation it would be perfectly natural.
As I have chronicled previously , I have no organized religious beliefs. I am learning and unfortunately I will have to give up the ghost myself to find the answers and believe it or not those that haven’t yet given up the ghost , no matter their hierarchy in an established church, temple, mosque- until they too have given up the ghost … news flash they don’t have any more of a clue than I do!
I remember my mum telling me her Dad, my grandad promised her that he would come back and let her know, (my mum also questioned.)
Well to my knowledge he didn’t visit my mum or his favorite grandchild. I was with him the morning he died. I went to see him in hospital he held onto my hand so tightly I couldn’t release it. My newly married husband had to get back to base and I said
Grandad, I have to go but I will give you a ring ( call) when we get back to London
His reply as I left the room-
It’s alright “maggot” (my nickname he called me) I have seen you and I can go now.
As my husband drove me back to my aunts house I could still feel the pressure of his hand on mine and then it went away suddenly. I knew before we were even greeted at the door by my Aunt:
” Your Grandad died a few minutes ago they just rang, a few minutes after you left.
I knew he had , somehow , and then the guilt of my 19 inexperienced years set in ..I said to my husband
” I shouldn’t have gone , should I? He might not have died so quickly and mum and dad could have travelled to see him”
The first experience I recall of having “feelings- premonitions” was when I was about 9. We were living in Canada in a rented house in Martinon , New Brunswick. It was a beautiful winters day . I was playing outside, bundled in a puffy, could hardly move snow suit” I think I looked like a green Michelin Man !
There I was happily playing with an old pair of wooden skis found in the basement and trying my hardest to walk back up the hill in all my clobber when I looked up at the kitchen window and there she was my much loved Nanny Hines, my mum’s mother. I so loved her. Being 9 I didn’t think logically
“How did Nanny Hines get to Canada ? Why didn’t someone tell me she was coming” When did she arrive?
I just knew that my favourite person in the whole wide world was sitting at the kitchen table smiling at me. I ran as fast as the snow suit and rubber boots allowed up the hill. I burst into the kitchen door- covered in snow. My mum was at the stove cooking supper. No-one was at the table
I ran into the living room, she wasn’t there , I went back to my mum….
Where is Nanny , where did she go?
What are you talking about Nanny isn’t here , she is in England.
NO! she was there, I saw her at the table looking out the window at me playing , she was smiling!
My mum just smiled at me and said take off those boots and snow suit and hang it up in the mud room ( fancy name for a kind of added on shed) . I insisted I saw my lovely nanny.
My mum gently said :
Loraine, I have been cooking all afternoon the windows were probably steamed up and you thought they made a picture of Nanny Hines, were you thinking of her?”
I remember looking at the kitchen windows , I didn’t see any pattens, in fact they were really pretty clear and I hadn’t been thinking of Nanny Hines at all I was trying to ski- , but I did as I was told and went into the living room and turned on the TV and started watching the Lone Ranger.
It was halfway through the Lone Ranger episode the phone rang. It was my Uncle Mark( my mum’s brother) from England wanting to speak to my Dad. I told him he hadn’t come home from work yet and he said what time was he due and I told him He said I will call back.
NOTE in those days transatlantic phone calls were very, very expensive)
Mum said
“Who was on the phone ” I told her and he was wanting to talk to Daddy and she said Oh Uncle Mark .. Oh he is probably calling because it is Daddy’s birthday and I have been making him his favourites, what a nice surprise for Daddy.
My father finally came home and the before we could sit down to eat his birthday dinner December 28th my Uncle Mark called back to tell Dad….. that mum’s mother Nanny Hines had died earlier that evening ( London Time) and ironically just about the time I saw my Nanny at the window three thousand miles away……
to be continued……..
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