- 72 - once again said: ‘Please write to my father. Tell him that I am alive and that I am often with him at home. Please write immediately, because it is urgent.’ His supplication was so strong and touching that I saw myself forced to sit down, grab paper and pen and write. His words flooded through me. This was the letter of a son who wrote to his beloved father, from whom he had been separated for a long time. The son now confirmed his identity clearly and explicitly. He wrote numerous details about his childhood, his possessions, his watch and also about his long-departed grandfather whom he had met on the other side of the veil and from whom had had received his watch as a present. He also mentioned his sister and his mother and he remembered domestic details that had changes since his death, things that he had actually seen when present in his spiritual body. It was in every respect a letter of reunification, used by the son to bridge the abyss between them after a long separation, during the time when ‘heaven seemed closed’ and the father cries of anguish did not receive an answer. I could ascertain from the father’s letter that their hearts were about to harden. In their distress, the parents had rebelled against their fate until the young man had succeeded in breaking through the barrier at the last moment. His message not only brought comfort, but also a revelation. His description of the land he had entered brought a flood of spiritual insights to them. He was no longer ‘dead’ to them since then, but like newly born, and a deep, blessed joy was theirs. It almost seemed as if he had been taken away from them in order to return to them as a comforter. His return meant a spiritual inauguration to them, a revelation of something that resides eternally within the human soul. Years of preaching and teaching could never bring this type of enlightenment. It comes as the result of a profound experience that shows the activity of an almighty and omniscient love, one that cares about every individual soul. Didn’t Jesus say: ‘Two sparrows are sold for a penny, but not one falls off the roof without your Father knowing about it. Even the hairs on your head have been counted.’ I remember a woman who came to me after she had lost her husband. Her pain and her grief were pathetic because she reproved herself for having neglected him during their life together. She constantly recalled various episodes during his latest illness and she could neither believe nor accept that the time for her husband had come to start and expanded his activity within a happier sphere of existence. She was inconsolable during our first meeting and there was little that I could do because she was so tightly enveloped in her pain and self-pity. I told her that her mental state made any consolation coming from her husband impossible and that the subtle vibrations that form a part of the world of the spirit could not penetrate the darkness inside of her. Pain and self-pity, they usually get out of hand when somebody dies, do not just cast the mourning into desperation, but they also foil all attempts of approach from the otherworldly spheres, where their loved ones are happy and healthier than ever before. When I explained these things to the unhappy widow she gradually became calmer and the fog around her began to dissolve. I then noticed the spiritual form of her husband near her. Slowly and gradually, I managed to convince her of his existence through my mediation, namely through the way he talked, his thoughts and his gestures and the numerous details of their life together that he remembered. This is how he managed to verify his identity to her and she gradually began to believe that he was actually still alive and this consoled her greatly. His evidence is too personal to be reproduced here, but she wrote to me: “ I dreamt of my husband last night. He took my hand and he squeezed it. I felt it quite distinctly just before I woke up. This was an extraordinarily comforting dream; he pressed my hand so warmly and caringly. At another time I fell asleep whilst writing a letter and I dreamt of him. He told me that he had sent me six messages, but that I had only received two of them.’ Later, she wrote to me: “I once again had the good fortune to dream about my husband a number of times and I could clearly see him every time. I now yearn more than ever before for a new opportunity to show him more sympathy and love.’ It is my belief that the contact between the living and the ‘dead’ is initially prepared on a higher level. I am also convinced that an exact and accurate organisation exists in the world of spirit with whose help friends who are sympathetically connected to one another on both sides of the veil, can be helped to make contact with each other. This means that entities are present in the hereafter that are ready to perform this special service, namely to bring friends together that have been separated
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