Masculine in appearance with a flowing beard and very penetrating, knowing eyes, he was dressed in a robe of white.  There was a band of gold encircling him - not in the form of what we might think of as an aura but more like a shiny ribbon of golden light.  He gestured that I should sit before him, and I immediately heard his words in my mind.  No verbalization was necessary.

"There is much you wish to know, and you shall.  All information is available to you.  We will assist and instruct, and then you may move to the center and receive it yourself.  I already know your questions.  Be assured that all will be answered.  As you adjust and understand how to work with mind on this level, you will automatically know what is needed as the desire arises.

"Since your arrival here, you have been escorted through several different planes; there are many more, and nothing is restricted.  Each person is free to experience fully, and the only governor is the state of the conscious mind.  Deeply held beliefs are what come into visible expression here, just as they do on the dimension from which you have just come.  Not everyone will have the same experience, for truly we create our own.  However, subtle energies gently press on closed, restrictive minds, and like the rosebud's petals, they slowly open and expand and are soon willing to accept greater understanding.  Then they are ready to move from their limited concept of life to the eternal adventure, for there is ever more to know, to do, to be.

"Know this:  No one is lost or left behind.  Each individual unit of consciousness is of equal importance and can never cease to exist.  Whatever has been played out in the world of dense matter forms the initial mold for life here, but no one is locked into that mold, and each can progress to higher and higher levels of being.

"Be still and let me show you.  There are cities out there as on the dense physical.   Different levels of consciousness inhabit them.  Observe.  There are levels you would not feel comfortable on, but those who go there feel right at home."

Taking form before my eyes was the skyline of a great city.  I could see three different dimensions of it simultaneously.  The first had a dinginess pervading the atmosphere.  There was a gloominess, and everything was gray, even the inhabitants, though I sensed that somewhere beneath the discoloration pulsed life and beauty.  It brought to mind the lowest levels of existence in the world from which I'd come.  Evil walked the squalid streets with malevolent bearing.   No one here was up to, or expected, any good.

The second dimension was of the same panorama, but brighter and more colorful, and had a familiarity.  Hope lived amid despair.  There were neighborhoods with neat houses holding reasonably contented folk; shabby rows of dwellings housed those more discontented.  Expansive lawns separated palatial homes from those of less grandeur.  Within each sector was happiness and horror, love and hate, joy and sorrow - the dualities of life on a less that harmonious plane.  It was a life accepted by many in the land I'd left behind as the only way life could be.  Some knew better, more than just a few, and the hope that lived amid despair would at some time blossom into a better way of life.

Last in the trinity was a city of light, like unto John's holy city in the Book of Revelation.  I saw the same skyline as before, but this time it was pure gold - with colors like precious gems, transparent glass, crystal clear.  All who walked through the city brought glory and honor into it.  Harmony and order prevailed, and the residents lived joyfully, creating that which brought forth beauty and fulfillment -  a place of perfect peace, the peace that passeth understanding.

The slices of life I was seeing existed on both sides of the veil, I realized, and as I watched, the populations were shifting.  A subtle but certain movement from the densest to the brightest was occurring.  As misconceptions were altered on one level, a change took place on the next.  Whether in physical form or on the other side of death, a change in perception benefited all.  Truly our deeply held beliefs not only affect our own life experience but that of others.  We are intricately connected to all that exists throughout eternity.

The Wise One continued speaking.  "Throughout the vast unlimitedness of All That Is, the creative energy - that which is called the Spirit of God - is expressing itself as you, me, and everything else.  Wherever we are, the God-source is, and we are always somewhere."

"Sometimes I am in places where God doesn't seem to be, as in the middle of a heart attack,"  I responded.  "Surely God is not there."

"Yes. Wherever we are, the Source, God, is.  A heart attack isn't bad.  It is just an experience accepted on a certain level of being.  We are so unlimited that we can limit, restrict, contract.  Such power is awesome, for it is our very nature to create.   We are constantly expressing in some way.

"Now go into the innermost part of the temple.  You will find it easy there to open your mind and listen.  Much knowledge will be received, but you will not be consciously aware of all of it at the moment.  It will be assimilated and brought into remembrance bit by bit after you return to the body.  More understanding is needed there, and you will have the opportunity to share.   Beloved old friends will continue to work with you, as we have in the past."

They called themselves the "beloved old friends."

"Yes, I am one of them,"  he said.  "This is why you were drawn to me.  Remember what we have taught you and stay open to receive.  Now go, for soon you must return.  Our love is ever with you."

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