Chapter 1 - The Homecoming Well I'm finally home. It feels so good to be here. If people living in the physical world realized how wonderful it is in this spirit, there would be no fear of death. I suppose that's a part of the reason we have no memory of our lives in the spirit plane. People would spend more time dying than they would living. Fear of death keeps us living. That is only part of the reason; if we retained our memory it would make our physical lives much less a learning experience. I am lucky in many respects. Death is not a traumatic experience for me at all, anymore at least. Many people have a variety of problems when crossing over. Some can't bear to part with their lives or their loved ones. They don't always realize they've died. Some are so afraid of their judgment or going to hell that they simply refuse to leave the physical world. These souls are referred to as ghosts. Some mean no harm, they are simply confused, but many were evil in life and because they don't cross over they don't ever get to see the error of their ways. These evil ones try to affect those still alive. They are truly lost souls. There has been many a loved one who incarnated with the sole purpose of returning a lost loved one from this horrible existence. Unfortunately they discover how hard it is to make contact with a soul who has no memory of them. Many people trapped as ghosts remain trapped. Many souls who cross over have problems readjusting to life in the Spirit. It all comes down to the memory loss; living in the flesh can be so difficult. One of the main goals as a spirit incarnate in flesh is to remember their true nature, to remember their spirituality. Once ensconced in flesh this can be very difficult, for some it can be impossible. If a person never regains any memory during their life, the crossing over is very traumatic. We always have loved ones waiting for us, either for a happy reunion or for strong support when it's most needed. Even after the initial shock many need ages of counseling to readjust to life in the Spirit. I have always been able to regain much of my memory. With each life my ability to remember has varied, but this past life was absolutely one of my best. I remembered early and by the end of my earthly existence I was absolutely homesick for my home in the spirit. Just being in spirit is a homecoming in itself, no more aches, no more pains, life as it should be. We each have a special place we reside in, a home. Each home suits the person perfectly and we can change it at will. Most often we only make small adjustments, adding things from each subsequent life. It is true; there are many mansions in our father's kingdom. This crossing over was a breeze for me. I didn't hang around to watch my funeral; I didn't linger to watch how my loved ones fared without me. I knew they would be just fine. I literally bounded across, straight into the arms of my special friends. I had so many dear friends waiting for me, it was amazing. We talked and laughed for a very long time. Very few of my dearest friends were able to join me in this past life, and they missed me horribly. I have finally returned home and I languish in the comfort. I am surrounded by all the things I adore, my books, my paintings, my musical instruments and of course my glorious gardens. I am so incredibly happy. I walk from room to room trying to soak it all in, this is truly heaven. Soon my time of contemplation will begin, and being the overachiever that I am, I usually like to begin organizing my thoughts in advance. Life in the flesh, even for an advanced soul, is incredibly difficult. Not only do you forget who you really are but you forget all the rules you need to adhere to. While in the flesh it's like running completely blind. It's actually amazing that anyone accomplishes any of the goals they set up for themselves before they are born. Life over all is very much like a game, a very long and complicated game granted, but there are rules and goals. It is comparable to climbing a mountain and there are thousands of flags you need to gather. For any given path up the mountain you can only reach a certain number of flags. In order to complete the game you have to gather all the flags. So up the mountain you go, again and again and again. You can gather flags while in spirit, but it takes much longer, so much longer. Unfortunately while climbing in the flesh you can actually lose flags that you gathered previously. Then you must gather them again on subsequent climbs. A very complicated game it is. The time of contemplation is when a person assesses all the moments of the life just lived. While in the flesh there is a theory that right before you die your entire life passes before your eyes. This is simply a memory of the time of contemplation. Another way to describe the time of contemplation is when you count the flags you gathered in the previous life. The flag and mountain analogy is, of course, a very simple representation of a very intricate process. The flags represent experiences, and our actions in response to these experiences. The mountain is life in the flesh. Once you review your past life, you submit the review to the hierarchy and they give you a final summation. The summation is essentially a final grade for that lifetime. The summation also gives parameters for what you need to accomplish in your next life time. I am hoping my summation will include an advancement. I have gathered most of my required flags and I'm hoping this past life has put me over the top. I'd like to point out a couple of interesting points concerning this "game". While the rules and goals are incredibly specific, there is no time limit at all. Some souls never incarnate, they live by the theory that slow and steady wins the race. As I said, flags can be gathered while in spirit but the process is slow. The good thing is that you can't lose flags while in the spirit. With time being no issue this might be the wisest course. As an overachiever, I take the swift course, the descent into flesh. Even with its perils, it is preferable to hanging around in spirit.