I lost a dear friend this week. As expected, I’ve been moving through various stages of realisation. The initial shock of it. The disbelief comes in waves too. So much confusion for how it could be possible. How it is that we are no longer able to go camping together, to talk about life, the universe, conditioning, science, mechanics. The range of topics we’d shared were truly endless, boundless, I guess the same way he will learn to experience his new reality.
In the heart of my spiritual awakening I woke up at 4am, went to the bathroom and as I jumped back in bed was immediately dropped into the vibratory stage just before astral projection. I didn’t know what was happening because it hadn’t happened before, so I kept shaking it off. I soon remembered a video I had watched about the stages of coming into projection and I recognised that what I was experiencing could be exactly that.
So I relaxed and began observing the sensations. Eventually the timing felt right and I rolled out of my body and onto the floor beside my bed. The landing was soft and I knew immediately that it had happened. I stood up and looked around, noticing my sleeping body on the bed, realising soon after, that I was in my childhood bedroom. With excitement I jumped into the air and flew around. Knowing exactly in that moment that time was relative. I had travelled into my bedroom when the walls were still lilac. I had painted them a blueish greyish colour three years earlier.
The fear of death immediately dissolved. Not because I had studied about it, but because I had experienced existence outside of my physical body. I was able to then appreciate the saying by Marianne Williamson from A Course in Miracles that “death is not the punishment but the reward”.
We come to this earthly life to heal past wounds, to evolve as souls journeying back to God, to source. But because most of us don’t remember who we are beyond these bodies, our earthly experiences can be incredibly traumatic, and so painful that when we leave these bodies behind we need time to heal.
Since my experiences with astral projection I have done a lot of learning and reading about death, the astral realms and the afterlife. I’ve gone as far as reading and listening to channelled books and videos of what to expect; attended online seminars by astral projectors and lucid dreamers and listened to the stories of astral projectors and the things they do when they project. Some of them make it their duty to seek out lost souls who have recently passed on and who are not sure of what’s going on or where to go, helping them get from where they are to where they need to be.
I recently watched a movie called Astral City that was made from the book of a channelled conversation by a deceased man wanting to provide this information to the living. He described his journey and how his soul and his energy body needed to go through a period of healing before he was able to visit his family. It also described how a young woman who had recently passed away was desperately trying to get back to her fiance. Her pain was so immense that her mother, who was already in the Astral City, decided to reincarnate again as her mother in the hopes of helping her heal through the lessons in the next incarnation. The amazing thing was how a family member who had stayed behind in the astral city, painfully mourned the loss of his family as they returned to life on earth. It brought an incredible perspective of the feeling of loss from both sides. Our earthly family mourns us when we return to the astral realms and our astral family mourn us when we return to our earthly life. It’s incredibly humbling and balancing.
Saying goodbye to Byron is allowing him to return to his astral family. A family that I know I am a part of. That his wife Ashton, his daughter, his mother, father, sister, and all those deeply connected to Byron are.
I think of what the shamans would say to the passing of someone so young, leaving the people who loved him behind and in so much pain.
“Byron must really have loved you deeply to leave you so early, knowing the pain it would bring. Through pain comes transformation, comes evolution, comes growth at a soul level. He brought lessons for anyone who came into his life. Big lessons. Important lessons about love, duty, self-acceptance, breaking down barriers one conversation at a time. Making you see beyond the limited vision of yourself and your reality. He was a great teacher through example, through his life. He left us with so many lessons and made his exit at exactly the right time. There is no wrong time in divine light. Everything happens as it is meant to happen, vibrationally or because we have chosen for these events before we incarnated.”
How much he must love Ashton to put her on this new path through his passing. She will never be the same person again. She is forever changed. Evolving at a most rapid pace from the loss of her partner. A part of me believes that aside from his own evolution, he incarnated for hers too. For her growth and evolution. For her expansion in love and self-awareness.
Death is the most spiritual thing we can ever know. And if we allow ourselves, we can die to our old selves every moment of every day. Allowing the divine to flow through us, guiding us beyond the perception we have of ourselves, of our reality.
Byron is still with us, beyond the sensory perception we cling to. He lives on joining all those he has loved who have passed on before him. This brings me peace. Knowing he has a great adventure awaiting him. Maybe one day I will train in my astral projection abilities and visit him. Until then, I await his visit in my dreams.
My friend, my teacher, my soul brother
Rest peacefully