The other world

The other world

Musings

Sonia Kelly

I OFTEN wish I could experience the interesting Other World that only a few especially qualified people have access to.

The spirits of people who once lived on the earth are in this nebulous environment and can be contacted by those with the relevant passport. I don’t know how you get one. Some do. American psychic Edgar Cayce, for example, was able to consult a team of Other Worldly doctors, who instructed him how to cure the diseases of suffering earthlings. Then there is Esther Hicks, whose consultations with deceased servants has given us the law of attraction. Other equally interesting examples abound.

I don’t think these denizens of The Beyond appeared visually to their chosen recipients, communicating in thought waves, but there are some people to whom the departed are familiar sights. One of these wrote a diary in Victorian times, which was published under the name ‘The boy who saw true’. In those days (and perhaps still) the church disapproved of ‘astral sight’, as the power is known. This boy continually saw people who had died – those known to him from far back in time, the latter sometimes connected to a previous life of his own. He also saw nature spirits, or fairies, and the dead pets of people in the vicinity of their erstwhile owners. He was also able to foretell future events and to assess people’s characters by observing the colours of their auras.

Would it not be wonderfully interesting to be able to see and communicate with all these entities?

Then there is the world of the Buddhists – or Gautama Buddah, at any rate. By simply sitting under a tree and eliminating thought, it is seemingly possible to blot out the current earthly existence and go somewhere much better. Unfortunately, passports to this realm are also very limited. Maybe fakirs can get them by balancing on the top of poles or standing on one leg for years, but for most of us this seems pushing it a bit.

Obviously hypnotists have access to some other dimension, and I am extremely jealous of their success in getting passports to this place. How useful it would be to be able to click your fingers and have all around you fall into a deep sleep. Think how pleasing it would be at a boring party, or how life-saving on a battlefield. Plus, you could cure alcoholics or, alternatively, make people into brussels sprout addicts. If people were nasty to you – bank managers, for instance – you could make them suddenly go down on their knees and scrub the floor at your feet. The possibilities are endless…

Another fascinating talent that would undoubtedly make life more interesting and worthwhile is the ability to dowse. Dowsing experts are sure to be in ever-increasing demand as the planet dries up and surface water disappears. They must partly exist in some parallel world, where they are not inhibited by ordinary boundaries but can penetrate the earth at will.

A bit like the way that psychics can penetrate the minds of others to see what they are thinking. In many ways, this would be an extremely useful tool. However, it would certainly not add to one’s charisma or make one desirable as a friend. I mean, how harrowing it would be to know others’ opinion of one – or to have one’s own secret opinions known! But in politics, now that would be a different story…

The most interesting of these possible excursions, though, would surely be trips back and forth in time – back to participate in past historical events and forward to looming disasters. It’s not that uncommon to hear about instances of previous lives, but, while there have been forecasts of future happenings, I’ve never heard of anyone experiencing a forthcoming incarnation. Why do you think that is?