My step daughter, Debbie, recently transitioned to a new realm of being.  She was 52 years old.  At least her body was that old.  In truth, she is deathless, timeless and changeless. She was medically diagnosed with pancreatic cancer and when she began to pass blood, she was transferred to a Hospice, where in about 10 days she made her transition.  The whole family was there and said their goodbyes and luv yu's.

I contacted Debbie after she passed and found her in a state of confusion and slightly disoriented.  I identified myself and said I was there to help her move on.  She left behind a physical body that was crippled with rheumatoid arthritis since she was 19 years old.  She had 22 joint replacement surgeries.  The last three years of her life she was unable to walk and feed herself.  The reason I mention this is that I found her with a much younger body and very beautiful.

 It was helpful for Adrian's book, "Your Ultimate Reality" to come to my hands at this particular time.  In many ways it served as a reminder for me of truths I have been aware of for some time, particularly the section about what happens to a person after they die.  I like to refer to it as life after life, because life is continuous.  There is no such thing as dead life.

I helped Debbie by guiding her into the tunnel of light where she would be greeted by loving friends.  She went immediately into the light without hesitation.  I was happy for her.

We don't make up experiences like that.  It was a part of my Ultimate Reality.

I recently had a flashback to a previous life in which I was a concert violinist.  I also taught children how to play the violin.  I felt I should have the desire to play that instrument, but choose the electric organ.  I do love to listen to violin tapes however.  I was born into a musical family.  My father was a church organist and was a general musician.  My mother was a professional singer and whisler.  At age 15 she sang with the Handel and Hayden society in Boston.

I had a great grandfather that made violins.  We had one of them in our house.  I was kind of fascinated by it and often played with it, but other things caught my interest, sports, girls, etc.

I took voice lessons when I was in high school.  My teacher was a college professor.  He said that he thought he could get me a schlorship to a conservatory of music if I wanted it.  I didn't follow up on that.  I perhaps should have, because I believe that one is born through parents that will provide the appropriate environment for one's spiritual growth and development.  

It's strange, but when I performed musically in public I had no fear.  However, when it came to public speaking, I was terrified.  I had to take a public speaking course to get over it.

In respect to the past life of a concert violinist, I visualized a particular year, 1888, and projected myself back to that time with the intent of finding out who I was at that time.  It seemed to be quite easy to do.  I haven't done that again since then.  I will have to do some more exploring.  What one finds has to be looked at objectivly.  It could be very disturbing emotionally if one comes upon a character of disrepute.

I had a friend that told me that in a past life his mother was a prostitute, and she would send him into the street as a boy to bring men to her.  He didn't feel badly about that because the times were bad and many people were doing things like that to survive.

I have not done this yet, but I have thought of returning to that particular life and learning what wisdom I accumulated that I might apply in this life, that might be helpful in moving along the narrow path.

As Adrian mentioned in Our Ultimate Reality, we create it.  It takes a great effort to put the ego to one side to accept that idea.  "According to your belief, so be it unto you."