Behind the Dark Side Left Door
Left door
When a person associated with the Dark Side dies, their soul flies through the tunnel to the sacred radiance. Instead, she goes to the Left Door of the Other Side, or, as my 6-year-old granddaughter Angelia says, to "The Darkness of the Heavens", it seems that this should mean that on the way to the Other Side you can see two doors - left and right, and choose which one to go to. In reality, the souls rushing straight through the Left Door have no time to see anything at all. It is not scary if a soul accidentally flies through the wrong door and ends up where it does not belong. The vast majority of souls are on the right track, unaware of the existence of any doors.
Behind the Left Door is an all-consuming nothingness, a dark, vicious, joyless abyss. Only faceless "undead" in long, hooded veils are found here. They served as prototypes for the image of Death widely used in art and literature: a hunched figure, a hood and a void under it. From them blows the cold of complete hopelessness. These are not spiritual guides of dark entities and not avenging angels. The gloomy "undead" represent, rather, a certain Council of Observers, which monitors the life path of the soul, which will appear before them in the "Darkness of the Heavens".
Souls are not for long in the void behind the Left Door, because, unlike spiritual entities from the Other Side, who independently choose the time of their incarnation, they, having left their body after death, fly the path they have chosen not to the light, but to the abyss of nothingness, so that then immediately go to Earth, in the womb. Their existence is like an endless race on a hippodrome. They, like horses, all the time run in a vicious circle. No development, no change.
They are born in the same dark entities as they were at the time of death in a previous life. As soon as the adherent of the Dark Side died, his soul swept through the Left Door and returned to Earth, into the bosom of the future mother. She, of course, did not suspect anything and subsequently all her life asked herself why she could not raise a worthy person, although in reality the future of her child was predetermined even before his birth. Therefore, if someone from the Dark Side has come into your life whom you hope to change for the better with your love and patience, do not waste your strength in vain. Remember, you are in a fight with the perpetual movement of the soul in a circle that prevents its spiritual development. You have no chance. You will lose.
All souls, including the inhabitants of the Dark Side, are the Lord's creatures, His beloved children. Absolute divine love extends to everyone, without exception, regardless of whether children respond to their Father with gratitude or indifference. A gracious, caring Father will not allow anyone to remain forever trapped in the Dark Side. Souls from the Other Side help not only ghosts who are stuck between dimensions, but also those who cannot get out of the abyss of nothingness to get Home. Centuries may pass before souls from the Other Side manage to intercept the "eternal wanderer" at the moment of their return to the Left Door and envelop him in the healing warmth of divine love.
I felt a real relief when in the end I learned the whole truth about the movement of dark entities through the Left Door. If you look at this information through the eyes of a medium, it is possible to explain a phenomenon that has remained a mystery to me for a long time. Along with many people, I often see spirits from the Other Side: spirit guides, deceased lovers and angels. But from time to time, I noticed that some people are completely alone. There is no one near them. They seemed to be deprived of the care and love that our friends from the Other Side surround us with, regardless of whether we accept their help or not. In such cases, I began to worry if I had problems, so to speak, with "vision." As far as I understand now, the absence of a "support group" from the Other Side is quite natural if a personturning away from the light of the Lord, he deliberately chose loneliness and in the short intervals between lives he goes to the place where he pays a terrible price for his choice.
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Purgatory
It is deeply mistaken who claims that a person who commits suicide is cursed forever. In general, the suicide violated the terms of the agreement with the Lord. If the reason for the suicide was cowardice, an irresistible desire to be in the spotlight or vile revenge on your loved ones such as "you-will-regret it", especially if children also suffer, the suicide is guaranteed to travel through the Left Door and back to the womb to to be reborn in this life and still be able to fulfill all the conditions of the Agreement. Sometimes suicides remain on Earth, or rather between dimensions, in captivity of their own hatred for those whom they betrayed.
But suicides, provoked, for example, by a mental disorder, irreversible genetic and chemical changes in the body, paralysis, a desperate, humiliating situation, can have various consequences.
Some of the suicides successfully pass through the tunnel to the happiness and light of the Other Side.
But the overwhelming majority of those who voluntarily gave up their lives end up in the so-called "Purgatory".
Purgatory is a kind of vestibule or hallway, in the depths of which you can see the Door leading into nothingness - yes, the same Left Door, behind which the bottomless darkness begins. The fact that darkness is very close to Purgatory is reminiscent of the oppressive silence, which seems to seep through the Left Door, enveloping everything around. The people of Purgatory, this vast, colorless space between the Dark Side and the sacred light of the Lord, are inconsolable, disappointed souls whose attitude towards themselves and others reflects the collapse of their faith and the severance of their connection with the Lord. The unfortunate inhabitants of Purgatory are faced with a choice: to enter the Left Door and immediately incarnate on Earth or to go to the Other Side. As always, the key to solving the problem is God.
There is no denying the obvious: the more we learn, the more we have to learn. In this regard, I would like to note that I myself learned about the existence of Purgatory just a year ago. I ended up there during an astral journey in a dream. At first I could not understand where I was, but one thing was clear: I was surrounded by gloomy spirits who had lost faith in a swamp of sticky, viscous depression. They wandered aimlessly and did not speak to me or to each other. Dejectedly drooping shoulders, bowed heads, frozen eyes without a single tear - their whole appearance literally cried out about inexpressibly deep sadness. There were no children there. The spirits in silence moved heavily with such disappointment and melancholy that after several days I came to my senses, although I was in that terrible place for only a couple of minutes.
I repeat, it was not clear to me where I was and who these grieving spirits were; in a fit of compassion, I began to ask them: “Tell me that you love the Lord. Please just say you love the Lord and He will help you get out of here. I dashed between them in panic, but they remained indifferent. Nobody answered me. Nobody even looked in my direction. My lonely voice was drowned in a quagmire of silence.
In the distance I saw an entrance of incredible size, which looked like a huge, eerie, voracious mouth. My soul clenched with terror. Although I couldn't see where this entrance led, I had no desire to go and check. Nothing in this world, not even my curiosity, would have forced me to enter the Left Door. I realized that this was the entrance to the abyss. None of those who opened the Left Door, for sure, had no idea about the monstrous trap that lay in wait for him. Having crossed the threshold, he became the Prey of the bleak, vicious darkness, which forced him to exist according to the cruel laws of nonexistence. Ready to do anything to save the unfortunate spirits, I tried again, crying out in a frenzy: “Please, listen! You need to say that you love the Lord!"
Francine (my spiritual mentor) later explained to me that I was in Purgatory. I wondered why she had never talked about him before, and probably for the millionth time I heard: "I can't tell anything until you ask." She and several other spirits from the Other Side saw me enter Purgatory. They knew that everything would be fine with me, but, just in case, they made sure that I returned safely from there. Francine shared the deep despair that pushes a person on the path leading to Purgatory, and confirmed that this is the place that I was told about in the parish school when I was little. I was pleased to learn that of those to whom I then turned, three found the strength to accept the love of the Lord. After I left, they went to Him on the Other Side. This news made me very happy, but at the same time I felt sadness,because thousands of the unfortunate remained in the gloomy, silent desert of Purgatory, next to the abyss hidden behind the Left Door.
Since that time, I have prayed every day for these poor souls. I asked the priests and parishioners of my church to remember them in their prayers and I ask you the same. It is difficult for the inhabitants of Purgatory to escape from its captivity, dragged into a quagmire of hopelessness, but by combining our efforts, we can free them and illuminate for them the path to happiness and love on the Other Side.
In addition, I ask you, please, when the death of a loved one plunges you into shock and you experience terrible mental pain, try to control yourself, even if self-control is not one of your virtues. I respect burial rituals and am convinced that the deceased should be accompanied on their last journey with dignity. No matter how much you suffer, no matter how much you feel sorry for the deceased, first of all you should console and support the grieving loved ones. His soul is already somewhere far away, and, believe me, she is not interested in either the size of the tombstone, or the abundance of flowers around the grave, or the appearance of those present at the burial. I spoke to the souls of thousands and thousands of the dead, and none of them ever said: “How did Uncle Bob and Aunt Rosemary have the audacity to come to my funeral service, and even sit in the front row after the scandal,which they arranged for me when we last met? " or "What kind of little coffin ordered me a coffin?"
The deceased is indifferent to everything related to the material world - including his own body and once loved things. He could not do without them during his earthly life, but now he does not need them. On the Other Side, a new, deeper understanding of what is happening in our world opens up to him, therefore he is mainly concerned about the health and well-being of people dear to him. Sometimes the deceased can attend his own funeral, but not to check which audience has gathered, who brought flowers and how many, and to listen to eulogies. Not at all. The deceased can come for the sake of their loved ones to make sure everything is fine with them. A soul leaving this world can be deeply hurt by the suffering of dear people, their inconsolability, tears and despair. The calmer the ritual of farewell to the deceased, the easier it is for him to part with this world,the sooner he will feel the peace.
How to deal with the body of the deceased - to bury, cremate, mummify, freeze or throw it over the fence - are decided by relatives and friends, depending on which way they think is the most acceptable. It doesn't matter what will happen to the body of the deceased, because this can no longer affect the journey of his soul to a better world. The body was, so to speak, the earthly vehicle of the soul. The life of this vehicle has ended, and the soul has left it. Whatever you believe, your beliefs are undoubtedly worthy of respect. But the feelings of those who cannot bury the remains of deceased loved ones should also be respected.
By claiming that the Lord accepts only those buried “properly”, you forget about the kidnapped children, whose bodies have never been found; about soldiers who, somewhere at the end of the world, laid down their heads for their country and will never be found. All over the world, bodies lie in morgues that need to be at least identified, not to mention handed over to relatives. Absolutely everyone, including the missing, equally has the right to find peace on the Other Side. We will definitely get there, even if our bodies are not found and buried "properly." Remember, the Lord loves us all equally. He never singles out anyone and does not turn away from anyone. So why don't we follow His example?
S. Brown