A Gatekeeper's View

Gatekeeper

I have witnessed the blatant fears of souls who are not informed of what is ‘next’. Many don’t want to merge all of the way to the next plane of existence because of what little has been shared. For others, they have fears based off of religious beliefs, being lead to believe that they will be heavily judged on what they did or didn’t do in this life. They are told that if they don't do well enough in being a perfect human, they may go to straight to hell.  

Who would want to be judge in such a fashion with that kind of a demise being a potential outcome?

Not I and clearly not them either!

Fear of dying has been witnessed in both humans and animals in my experience. My first understanding of this was with a sweet pony named Lily who beckoned for me. Within mere minutes of being with her, witnessing her, hearing her fears and then showing her the beauty of what was to come, Lily willingly laid her own body down and instantly crossed over the threshold, peacefully. It was truly a beautiful and serene transition to witness. A few days later she left me a validating sign that she was happy! (I so dearly love it when they offer that) 

My second experience with this was when I worked in a couple of senior care homes. I discovered that many had left their bodies, but still lingered as they too were scared to go into the unknown before them. Who could blame them? The generation of which they were raised in dictated a horrific picture if you did not live by the governing rules of The Book.

Some were hesitant and needed more reassurance, but others instantly shifted over with grace, when given the opportunity to see what was available to them. It is remarkable at how many carried much of the same fearful belief, despite being raised in varying religions and cultures.

There is so much dictation and fear being placed upon not being ‘good enough’. Too much if you were to ask me.

What if we came here to do some 'bad' things and learn from doing so? What if there is no judgment of sorts to face? What if dying, as we know it, is simply entailing that you would be free from the burden of physical pains, emotional wounding and instead gifted with freedom to move, play, explore and more?

Lovingly, I invite you to consider how you view death. What if it is simply and beautifully, a re-birthing into being something more? 

Much like a caterpillar rejuvenating into a lovely butterfly, we merely transform into something more! How beautiful is that to bear witness to and feel through?

Maybe dying isn't the end, but rather a new beautiful beginning...

"From nothing to something and from something to nothing, we birth forward, emerging anew. " B. Wallis