Personally I have no difficulty in seeing it in a completely different light and I would like to say a little bit about that. Nobody has too much doubt that we - you and I exist here in this earthly frame. We all tend to accept our existence 'here' and yet modern science, in particular quantum theory, more and more suggests that what we take to be 'reality' is not quite as clear as our 'common experience suggests.
Marcilio Ficino, a Florentine philosopher during the 'Renaissance', wrote in a letter to a friend that what we take as 'real' is but a shadow and that we exist elsewhere, the earth being much like a playground for the 'Self'. The 'Self' is capitalised to draw attention to it being more than a mechanical reference to the '1st person' but a recognition of something more important something 'Divine' in each one of us. But let's not be drawn into a philosophical conundrum that is not that easy to comprehend. All I am saying here is that what on the surface 'here' appears straightforward is not as 'real' as we believe.
But given that there is an appearance of a multiplicity of existences 'on earth' why is it so difficult to believe that there may not equally be an appearance of a multiplicity of exists - behind the 'veil'. I use the term 'veil', merely to distinguish between 'here' and 'there'. If we exist after death then there must be a 'where' that we exist. What this might look like is hard to know empirically but I am sure it can be known quite clearly in a moment of 'insight'.
What I am saying is - whatever the truth of the appearance of multiplicity here - why, if we then passover, would we not expect to find the appearance of a multiplicity of existences there? And this being so, why would they not be named just as we are named? And if they have an individual existence why wouldn't I be able to talk to them from 'here' to 'there'. It seems very straightforward to me.
Introduction
I have written a book called, 'Windows in the Sky, 'Buddha is that You'?. I started it in 2001 with an event described in the book which was quite out of left field but which initiated me into keeping a journal for the next few years. The following is a description from the book of my experience. The reunion was with a friend I hadn't seen in 35 years.
Excerpt
'Friday March 30th
I can still picture our reunion. For my part it was a series of recognitions, disappointments and affirmations. A little like witnessing a couple of dogs meeting for the first time. Humans when they meet are usually reserved. Normally we may exchange greetings and confidences, depending on the degree of comfort experienced with the other person, while a part of us hangs back… But watch a couple of dogs greet each other. They’re far more adventurous and involved. They prance about each other sniffing and shoving in their eagerness to explore the other being. So it was in a metaphoric sense with Ross and me. I experienced such intensity but we had a whole history of course to reveal and re-explore. And it had the amusing corollary that I was there out of concern for, and wondering how I could help my friend, insisting on seeing infirmity where he felt none. Whilst Ross believed I needed help spiritually and emotionally and felt he had the answer. Sufficient to say that he was the conduit to a series of meetings with an enlightened Spiritual Master called Raman Pascha, channelled through the medium of Yasmeen Clark. Yes, he had been dead a few centuries and I’m not sure whether he can officially be called a ghost, ET, disembodied spirit? I felt enormous scepticism when Ross first spoke of him. You know the sort of thing – impassive face, mouthing platitudes of interest whilst attending to a more pressing, unvoiced commentary, wondering how your friend can be such a chump. I went to listen to him one evening with Ross out of a mixture of curiosity and concern for Ross’s welfare. ‘If I knew more’ ran my inner conversation; ‘I could figure out a stratagem to save him from himself’. At the back of my mind was stuff I had read and heard about mediums and Ouija boards and it was these I associated channelling with. I felt myself going cold and judgemental as soon as he said – channelled master. What I was to discover was that a channel isn’t a medium. Mediums contact and interpret spirits. A channel is literally that, an agency for spirit to speak through. This was not something I was clear about at the time. Nor in all honesty are mediums necessarily fraudulent. Times have changed. There were about twenty people present, seated on cushions on the floor in as semi a circle as the venue had space for. Yasmeen sat very relaxed, while people adjusted themselves to some degree of comfort to the sound of gentle New Age music. Eventually the activity subsided, the music was switched off, while Yasmeen waited, body relaxed; until suddenly another energy seemed to fill out her body, pushing it into quite a different posture and Raman began to speak. I don’t recall the details as my attention was mostly taken by a strong desire not to be duped; but he spoke of strength of mind and strength of spirit, subjects I feel comfortable with, so I relaxed. I went through degrees of scepticism, watching Yasmeen like a hawk, asking myself, is she acting or is this real? At the end of the evening I thought – it may or may not be real; perhaps she’s a consummate actor, but so what. What was said was pertinent, responsive and wise so what did it matter where it came from. I went away happily and began to plan in mind my trip home.'
End of excerpt
I ended up having a private session with her/him which as I say started me writing a journal, tracking the effect of that meeting on my life. 'Windows in the Sky...' is 2/3 journal. The rest of it is a series of discussions on how 'reality' may be other than what we believe. This part of the book was written at different times over the last ten years. It was only in the last couple of years that I decided to turn it into a book.
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