My Life-after-Death Dream
By Philippe, Quebec, Canada
I had a powerful dream which lasted only four minutes, but it was an extreme four minutes.
The dream was about my translation, my death. I was sitting on an operating table. The lights were all on, and the room was full of machines that were all turned on. I looked to my left, and my physical body was lying on the table.
Strangely, I wasn’t scared or surprised to see my body. I realized that I was dead, but I wasn’t afraid. On the positive side, I was now free. I then looked to the end of the room. The Mahanta, the Living ECK Master was there, watching me. At his left was a door of light of a magnificent brilliance. He then invited me, with a simple gesture of his left hand, to enter the door of light.
I walked toward the door, and before I entered, I bowed my head as a thank-you to the Mahanta. When I opened the door there was a powerful sensation I’ll never forget.
Once I crossed the door into the light, all the physical sensation, emotion, and pain related to the physical plane was instantly gone. All the strings which held me to the physical plane were removed. This was the sensation of being Soul, just a Soul, a pure spark of God.
For a fraction of a second, I felt what a Soul is: a magnificent being, powerful yet fragile. Powerful for all the knowledge It has accumulated so far. Fragile, for there is so much more to learn.
It was a fabulous dream.