- 14 - “A number of years ago I was very ill. The doctors knew that there was actually no hope for me, but they naturally continued with everything they had at their disposal. I was taken to one of the socalled “death rooms’ of the hospital in Coral Gables, Florida and my friends were informed that I would probably not survive the night. As if from a far distance, but not feeling the slightest curiosity, I heard one of the doctors’ whispers to a nurse: ‘Give him an injection, why shouldn’t we make it easier for him’ I sensed what he meant with ‘it’, but I was not afraid. I only contemplated the time it would take for me to die. A few moments later I was hovering over the bed. I could see my body lying there, but I had as little interest in it as I had for any other object in the room. All I felt was peace, a feeling that everything was okay now. I then fell into a timeless emptiness. Once I regained consciousness, I floated through the room, weightless and bodyless. But I was ‘myself’ in spite of this and I found myself in a green valley surrounded by mountains and it was bathed in light and colours of indescribable luminosity. People approached me from everywhere, people I had known and thought dead. There were some that I had not thought about for years, but all those that I had liked seemed to have turned up to welcome me. All of them could be more readily recognised by their personality traits than their external features. Their age had changed, those that had died in later years seemed younger now and those that had died as children welcomed me now as adults. I had often visited foreign lands and been welcomed there by friends who couldn’t stop themselves from showing me the sights of their country. The self-same happened now. But nobody had ever prepared such an extremely cordial reception for me before. I was shown everything that should interest me as far as they were concerned, and my memory of all of this has remained so clearly with me like the memories of the most beautiful places that I had seen here on Earth. The beauty of a sunup seen from the top of a Swiss mountain, the blue grotto of Capri, the shrines in India have not been impressed upon my memory to a higher degree than the world of spirit I knew that I found myself in. Something however surprised me: Some of the people I had expected to be there were not here. I made inquiries about them, but a thin, transparent film seemed to cover my eyes at that very moment. The light intensity decreased and the colours lost their luminosity. I could no longer recognise the ones that had just talked to me, but akin to looking through a fog, I saw those that I had enquired about. They were also real, but as I looked at them I felt my body getting heavier and mundane thoughts went through my mind. It became clear to me that I was locking at a lower sphere. I called my friends by their names, they seemed to hear me, but I couldn’t understand their replies. Everything then came to an end. A gentle being, one that looked like the symbol of eternal youth, but emanated energy and intelligence, stood next to me. ‘Do not worry about them.’ she said, ‘they can come here whenever they want to, in as far as they want to do this more than anything else.’ Besides, there was great hustle and bustle around me. Everyone was incessantly running around with mysterious errands and they seemed very happy. Some of those that I had entertained close contact with did not seem to be overly interested in me, whilst others that I had only known fleetingly were now my companions. I found out that this was natural and proper here. The law of affinity determines our relationships here. Sometime after – I no longer had a feeling for time – I found myself standing in front of a blindingly white building. After entering it, I was motioned to wait in a huge vestibule until my case had been decided upon. I could see two long tables through the door and people were sitting around it and talking – they were talking about me. Feeling guilty, I began with the inventory of my life. It was not a pretty picture. The people around the table were dealing with the same balance sheet, but the things that worried me seemed to be less serious to them. The conventional sins I had been warned about as a child were hardly taken into consideration. But there were serious concerns about ‘offences’ like selfishness, egotism and dullness. The word ‘wastefulness’ was repeated often – not in the sense of debaucheries and licentiousness, but in regards to wasting energy, talents and opportunities. But on the other hand, minor things were lauded, things we do from time to time without giving them any importance. The ‘judges’ tried to find the basic tenets of my life. They mentioned that I had failed to fulfil the things that ‘He knew he had to accomplish’. It seemed that an assignment had been intended for me and I had failed to fulfil it. There had obviously been a plan in place for my life and I had failed to comprehend it. Filled with regrets I thought ‘They are going to send me back’. I have never been able to find out who these people were.
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