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know why I never asked you. Anyway, I guess it doesn’t matter anymore, does it?
I hear your voice sometimes in my head, disembodied, spoken silently from within. Do I speak or do you? Are you hearing my thoughts? Reading this letter? Have we become one being? My body, your thoughts. Perhaps I’m going insane. I’m in danger of such insanity, I realize. I can hear you telling me I’m not insane, but what do you know? You’re dead. Shit. Why the hell did you have to die? I need you, dammit. You got off easy. I’m sure there are no dishwashers to unload wherever you are.
Please come back,
Love Maya.
Chapter Five
NO RETURN
M y journey through the tunnel can only be described as disorienting and unexpectedly frightening. It was a dark, rock-like cave with an expanding circle of light at the opposite end. I hesitated before entering. It was foreboding, and I didn’t want to leave Maya and Calder. But my father kept coaxing me, the way he did when I was little and he tried to get me to go on the roller coaster with him. “C’mon, J.J. It’s no big deal. You can do this in a snap!” Except he did this without words.
I allowed myself to be propelled forward. For a time I could see nothing but blackness, a sensation similar to trying to wake from anesthesia. I heard singing but felt as if I couldn’t open my eyes or move my body. I finally came through the tunnel and entered a patch of cloudy white fog. The stillness around me, the quiet, was striking, but periodically I heard chimes and drums, some sort of music I couldn’t quite identify. I saw tiny lights flash by, headed in all directions away from me, like the sparks that fall off a firecracker. I sensed they were other soul-spirits. I could see their faces and could almost feel them inside me as each one flew past my line of vision.
I felt light and warm, as if filled with sunlight. I had become an orb of light, like those around me. I had no shape and as I moved I left a trail of glittery light. I later learned that only the most recent arrivals had glittery trails – the body’s expended energy exiting this realm to fall back to earth. A profound sense of being understood overwhelmed me, and words came to me in a rush – power of thought, empathy, compassion, love.
I felt a euphoric sense of anticipation, as if about to join a party where I would be the guest of honor. I surrendered, letting an unknown power propel me in the direction I needed to go. I felt very relaxed as I floated through a gigantic crystal-like dome, built with a glittery mosaic of white ice particles. The layers arching above me seemed meaningful in their order. The space was infinite yet peaceful in its vastness. I wish Maya could see this. Abruptly, something stopped me – my thought of Maya. My father, still beside me, explained that I was about to be met by my guide, my “transporter”, Alice. “She will accompany you to ‘Intake’,” he said.
“Don’t I stay with you?” My sense of peace shattered. My illusion of being an all-knowing orb of light, replaced by my ratty Adidas and sweatshirt.
“I’ll see you later, Jay. For now, you’re in need of counseling.”
“What? You mean I’m going to therapy? In heaven?! Why can’t I continue being a ball of light like the others?”
My father’s eyes looked sympathetic. “You still have a lot to learn, J.J. At Intake you’ll take your human form in order to have a smoother transition. You’ve received a sensation of what it’s like to be an orb as a sort of incentive. To give you a purpose to your learning. A goal to strive for. I know it seems ironic. Therapy in heaven. But it’s not really therapy. ‘Intake’ is sort of a transitory place that newly dead spirits hang out in, while they get used to being dead. It’s where you’ll review your immediate past life on Earth, your life as Jay.”
“You have got to be kidding me!” To say I was not pleased about having to analyze every nuance, every mistake,
I hear your voice sometimes in my head, disembodied, spoken silently from within. Do I speak or do you? Are you hearing my thoughts? Reading this letter? Have we become one being? My body, your thoughts. Perhaps I’m going insane. I’m in danger of such insanity, I realize. I can hear you telling me I’m not insane, but what do you know? You’re dead. Shit. Why the hell did you have to die? I need you, dammit. You got off easy. I’m sure there are no dishwashers to unload wherever you are.
Please come back,
Love Maya.
Chapter Five
NO RETURN
M y journey through the tunnel can only be described as disorienting and unexpectedly frightening. It was a dark, rock-like cave with an expanding circle of light at the opposite end. I hesitated before entering. It was foreboding, and I didn’t want to leave Maya and Calder. But my father kept coaxing me, the way he did when I was little and he tried to get me to go on the roller coaster with him. “C’mon, J.J. It’s no big deal. You can do this in a snap!” Except he did this without words.
I allowed myself to be propelled forward. For a time I could see nothing but blackness, a sensation similar to trying to wake from anesthesia. I heard singing but felt as if I couldn’t open my eyes or move my body. I finally came through the tunnel and entered a patch of cloudy white fog. The stillness around me, the quiet, was striking, but periodically I heard chimes and drums, some sort of music I couldn’t quite identify. I saw tiny lights flash by, headed in all directions away from me, like the sparks that fall off a firecracker. I sensed they were other soul-spirits. I could see their faces and could almost feel them inside me as each one flew past my line of vision.
I felt light and warm, as if filled with sunlight. I had become an orb of light, like those around me. I had no shape and as I moved I left a trail of glittery light. I later learned that only the most recent arrivals had glittery trails – the body’s expended energy exiting this realm to fall back to earth. A profound sense of being understood overwhelmed me, and words came to me in a rush – power of thought, empathy, compassion, love.
I felt a euphoric sense of anticipation, as if about to join a party where I would be the guest of honor. I surrendered, letting an unknown power propel me in the direction I needed to go. I felt very relaxed as I floated through a gigantic crystal-like dome, built with a glittery mosaic of white ice particles. The layers arching above me seemed meaningful in their order. The space was infinite yet peaceful in its vastness. I wish Maya could see this. Abruptly, something stopped me – my thought of Maya. My father, still beside me, explained that I was about to be met by my guide, my “transporter”, Alice. “She will accompany you to ‘Intake’,” he said.
“Don’t I stay with you?” My sense of peace shattered. My illusion of being an all-knowing orb of light, replaced by my ratty Adidas and sweatshirt.
“I’ll see you later, Jay. For now, you’re in need of counseling.”
“What? You mean I’m going to therapy? In heaven?! Why can’t I continue being a ball of light like the others?”
My father’s eyes looked sympathetic. “You still have a lot to learn, J.J. At Intake you’ll take your human form in order to have a smoother transition. You’ve received a sensation of what it’s like to be an orb as a sort of incentive. To give you a purpose to your learning. A goal to strive for. I know it seems ironic. Therapy in heaven. But it’s not really therapy. ‘Intake’ is sort of a transitory place that newly dead spirits hang out in, while they get used to being dead. It’s where you’ll review your immediate past life on Earth, your life as Jay.”
“You have got to be kidding me!” To say I was not pleased about having to analyze every nuance, every mistake,
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