What if Death is NOT The End?
What if death is not the end, but a continuation of life?
My dad, Joe Jez, left this earth shortly after I turned 15 years old. While I had 7 siblings, each one of us was sure we were his favorite. He embraced his short life and was generous with his love.
I met my husband when we were freshmen at UW (Washington) and started dating a year later. We married after graduation, and not only did I gain a wonderful life-partner, but his family too. His parents lovingly accepted me as their new daughter-in-law, and I, in turn, began calling them Mom and Dad. Bernie, “Dad”, was my biggest champion for three and a half decades. Last week he took his last breath. I miss him.
Over the last few years I have read numerous books on death – how to support people who are dying, how to support loved ones through the process, different ways people grieve around the world, messages through mediums from those who have passed, near death experiences (NDEs), and books about the thousands of people who have had QHHT (Quantum Healing Hypnosis Technique) and went into past lives and past deaths and described what happened. (The attached photo is only a small section, as some are on audible and kindle, and some are lent out.)
What my reading has enlightened me with are repeated reports from a large variety of hypnosis subjects who experienced the same things when they died, and many of the steps were confirmed by people who had NDEs.
Because it is less jolting than being born into this world, people leaving aren’t always aware that’s what is happening to them. The first thing they notice is that they are hovering above their body, looking down at the scene, listening (sometimes trying to talk and not being heard) to people in the room with them. Sometimes they travel to other rooms (often reported in hospital settings), where they witness conversations and such that they would have no way of knowing. There is NO PAIN. There is also an overwhelming feeling of love and acceptance.
People/Souls attend their own funerals. Similarly, there is a life-review whereupon the soul feels how they made others feel during their lifetime. Contrary to religious dogmas, there is no judgment. There is no hell. Time on earth is used as an opportunity for soul growth and development. Just like a child who falls on their bicycle when training wheels are removed, souls are not judged for inability to perfect a lesson. Do-overs are allowed.
There is a reunification with loved ones in Spirit, which includes not only friends and family, but also pets. In fact, QHHT subjects often reported a massive party with their Soul Family, which included ancestors they did not know in their most recent lifetime. This party was often themed based on the soul’s favorite place or lifetime on earth.
On the Other Side, souls get together with their soul families to determine their next incarnation- which roles people will play, where they will live, who their parents, siblings, and best friends, and. acquaintances will be, and what lessons will be the focus of that lifetime. Then, the soul is born, memory is wiped clean, and each soul’s Guardian Angel and Guides are tasked with protecting them and helping them remember their soul path and purpose.
As I have awakened to an increased sense of oneness with all life on earth and as my intuition has increased ,and perception of signs and messages from angels and guides become clearer each day, this possibility of death being a portal to a utopia of love and enlightenment makes sense to me and brings me a sense of peace.
I woke up yesterday morning with a song going through my head and the distinct feeling that my father-in-law ‘s party has begun. I’m imagining him talking with my dad and laughing about their shared family. I’m sure his parents and sister are there, as well as his dog, Riley. I also think this celebration includes my extended family and friends – for if my soul family includes my 5th grade teacher, my old boss, and my mom’s best friend, then my close relatives must have had many lives with each other in different capacities too. In other words- my dads are together.
If there’s one thing my dad has taught me over the last 41 years, it’s that he’s not far. Every day I get signs that he sees my life unfolding. He has me noticing numbers that depict his birthday and death day. Sometimes I’ll see someone who looks like him or says a quote he used to say. He’s shown up in my dreams a handful of times. I can feel that sense of love I used to feel when he would give me a bear hug or smile at me just because.
And guess who made an appearance in my dream this morning? Dad Walker. I dreamt I was home alone and the front door blew open. There was a huge package blocking it and the delivery man wanted to use my scale. I turned around and pointed straight up the stairs where the scale was located when I saw my father-in-law step out of the bathroom, looking about 20 years younger, and letting me know he’s “upstairs”.
Everything is going to be alright.
