A merry heart doeth good like a medicine. Proverbs 17:22
Conversations About the Astral Plane
A good friend died suddenly while on vacation, which came as a shock. He was my first friend in my new profession, helping me immeasurably as I started my practice. So I kept busy trying to repay his kindness by helping his wife as much as I could.
After several days things settled down. At dinner one evening, I was suddenly struck with just how much I was going to miss Dan. We had talked often, gotten together for lunch every week and now, I realized, those times were gone. I started to cry.
My wife came around the table to give me a hug and some comfort. During all this, I was acutely aware that my four-year-old son, quietly eating and seeming to ignore us, was very much aware of what was going on. Knowing I needed to address the cause of my tears with him, I asked if he knew why I had been crying. He nodded. “Because Dr. Dan died.”
“Right,” I said. “But he didn’t really die, did he?”
“No, he didn’t.”
“Where did Dr. Dan go?” I asked, welcoming this teaching opportunity with my son.
“To the Astral Plane,” was his answer. (In the Lemurian Philosophy the Astral Plane corresponds to heaven.)
“Right. Good job!” My heart swelled with pride and gratitude as a myriad of thoughts flashed through my mind. How wonderful it was to be teaching universal principles to him at such an early age. How the truth of reincarnation would simply be part of his consciousness; how he’d grow up with an understanding of truth from the beginning of his childhood. He was a new Lemurian in the making!
My reflections were suddenly interrupted as he brought me back to reality. I could almost see his little mind churning as he asked the question he must have wondered about ever since we began teaching him about death and reincarnation:
“Dad. Who’s FLYING the Astral Plane?”
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