A THOUGHT TO PONDER ON...DO YOU WANT TO CARRY THAT WEIGHT?

The old man finally passed over.  As which most of his life, it was a subtle and uneventful passing.  The old man just fell asleep and did not wake up.  He was missed by many, for the old man lived his life for more than just himself.  He never had much in the way of possessions or professional status, as he was just one of a myriad of working stiff's who inhabit the planet.  He worked an anonymous type of job, raised a family much like his neighbor's families, and considered everyone he met a friend.

The energy that lived beyond this dream stepped away from the old man's limp body in that bed.  He now was seeing from another  venue, yet as clear as if he were still down there.  His soul, or whatever one chooses to name it, floated through the material limits of this plane...upward or rather inward.  He found himself going through what seemed to be a tunnel or enclosed area, surrounded by tremendous darkness.  As he moved (ever so freely he noticed) through this tunnel, he could recognize others who were also moving along with him.  Some of them he had known before.  Others were just faces he did not know yet, there seemed to be some sort of attachment to him.  As he approached what seemed to be the end of this tunnel, one such image of a man drew close.  "I am your guide for this part of your journey, dear friend.  Come and move with me. "He did"

As the two of them left this enclosed area, what he saw and felt beyond earthly words to express, was absolutely magnificent!  The colors, the sounds, the feeling of being so light and so alive marveled him.  They seemed to be floating in a semi upward direction, and it seemed so easy and so free for him to move.  "You are not moving dear friend...you are simply aware."
As they (to him) moved, he could see many others all around him.  His guide told him he was not seeing as those with earth bodies see, as he was simply experiencing.  Those he was experiencing all seemed to be doing something, or perhaps feeling something.  He was new to all this and could not fully comprehend yet.  He did notice some strange scenes as the two of them seemed to be moving yet again in that semi upward direction.  He noticed someone he knew from his earth life.  It was his former employer at the mill where he had worked.   Why was the fellow carrying such a heavy bag upon his shoulders?  "You ask why that soul is carrying such a heavy bag, when you and I and many others have no such a load?  Well, you knew him in your mortal experience, and he was a very wealthy man, yes?  Did you ever know him to share much of his wealth with those you worked with?  No, he did not!  Did he ever share his wealth with others outside of his immediate family?  Alas, no.  He took the bulk of his wealth to his death, or left it all to his family, who really did not require most of it.  So, he has his wealth here, and he still carries it with  him."

They kept moving (at least to him) through the many realms of this place.  The beauty of it was without words!  Yet, from moment to moment they would pass another soul  who carried a bag or sack upon the shoulders.  How many of them are there up here, or whatever this place is called, he wondered.  "You can call this heaven if you wish.  There is no hell, dear friend, only this place.  Yet, there are many levels to this eternal space, and yes, there are many here who carry that weight, and will do so for a long time....until..."

'Boy, you've got to carry that weight, carry that weight for a long, long time'........................................

This was written by a dear friend who writes many commentaries in various columns.
Thank you Phil Farruggio as you always create your writings in the SPHERE OF ALL POSSIBILITIES.