Spirit Realm

[Sgt. Pepper]

I don't know. I don't think they can see us unless they come back to this realm through a portal but I don't think they stay long.
My friend @Sgt. Pepper would know more about that than I do.

I also wanted to mention that based on my experience, spirits who have returned to the physical world from the spirit realm can stay as long as they want and go wherever they want. Of course, they have no physical limitations, nor are they limited to linear time. Based on my understanding, human spirits can generally choose whether to cross over into the spirit realm or remain on Earth, but there are spirits who become stuck in the physical realm and need the assistance of a psychic medium to cross over. The following factors are what I believe contribute to the presence of earthbound spirits: (1) There are some spirits who don't realize that they are dead because they died unexpectedly and so they are in shock and are confused. They initally don't understand what has happened to them and it takes them a while to figure it out; (2) Some spirits are upset and scared of dying unexpectedly and are in denial that they are dead; (3) Some spirits have unfinished business, such as wanting to let their loved ones know that they're okay or feeling obligated to watch over their loved ones; (4) Some spirits are angry and are seeking justice or retribution for their death; and (5) Some spirits prefer to linger around the living because they miss being alive or because they feed on the negative emotions of the living. Finally, the last four factors are why I believe that a spirit's experience is primarily determined by them, and it can be positive or negative depending on how they handle their death and what kind of person they were in life.

 

[Jimmy]

Post ceremonial/religious use of peyote

That’s just psychosis

 

[Regiomontanus]

That’s just psychosis

Yeah but one of the funniest parts of that movie.

"You guys, you guys, did you see the size of that chicken!?"

Sorry, you mentioned the spirit world and that is what came to mind

 

[Kathryn]

I do believe in an afterlife, but that's as far as I've gone with it. I don't mess with spirits, and they don't mess with me, generally, thoiugh I WILL say that very rarely, I believe that spirits have contacted me, and it's always been very positive.

 

[Regiomontanus]

What’s your view of it? Me? This existence is the only realm I know.

Know of...so far.

 

[Jimmy]

Yeah but one of the funniest parts of that movie.

"You guys, you guys, did you see the size of that chicken!?"

Sorry, you mentioned the spirit world and that is what came to mind

It was funny. Great movie

 

[Jimmy]

Know of...so far.

There will be no other imo. Except when I die.

 

[Jimmy]

I do believe in an afterlife, but that's as far as I've gone with it. I don't mess with spirits and they don't mess with me, generally, thoiugh I WILL

I don’t think there are any spirits so you can try to mess with them, but it would be pointless. However, I don’t think it would be good for one’s mental health to do such things because in my opinion, those things don’t exist anyway.

 

[Kathryn]

I don’t think there are any spirits so you can try to mess with them, but it would be pointless. However, I don’t think it would be good for one’s mental health to do such things because in my opinion, those things don’t exist anyway.

See my corrected post. Thanks.

 

[osgart]

I don’t think the dimension of life is that mysterious. It’s pretty simple actually. We live in a 3-D world with an infinite universe imo.

I see life as the fourth or fifth dimension if you add time. The qualities of being don't fit into a physical process. The abilities to remember, and reason is something that can never be understood that way. Rocks don't experience, love, or reason; why do we do so? Also the unity of selfhood remains constant as even people change and grow over time.

 

[Jimmy]

I see life as the fourth or fifth dimension if you add time. The qualities of being don't fit into a physical process. The abilities to remember, and reason is something that can never be understood that way. Rocks don't experience, love, or reason; why do we do so? Also the unity of selfhood remains constant as even people change and grow over time.

I believe all of existence began around 1979 And God created everything. I don’t believe abiogenesis ever took place. God had to create life. So beings or life is special.

 

[Sgt. Pepper]

I do believe in an afterlife, but that's as far as I've gone with it. I don't mess with spirits, and they don't mess with me, generally, thoiugh I WILL say that very rarely, I believe that spirits have contacted me, and it's always been very positive.

I think it's wise not to mess with the spirits, particularly by provoking them to elicit a response. In fact, I think provoking spirits is very foolish and could be potentially dangerous for the person doing so. Having said that, I'm pleased to hear that you've had positive experiences while connecting with spirits.

 

[Madsaac]

I don't think there is a spirit realm, and the term 'spirit realm' sounds like something from a teen novel or movie.

What you see is all there is, and that's more than enough

 

[Kathryn]

I think it's wise not to mess with the spirits, particularly by provoking them to elicit a response. In fact, I think provoking spirits is very foolish and could be potentially dangerous for the person doing so. Having said that, I'm pleased to hear that you've had positive experiences while connecting with spirits.

OK TRUE STORY TIME!

One time I was young and cute and my car broke down on VICTORY DRIVE outside of Fort Benning, GA. Not a good place to break down, I'll just put it that way, and this was before cell phones or anything like that so I just had to you know, accept help from whoever. This very handsome guy named of all things, Sgt. Seargent. stopped and helped me. He said he was there with some sort of school but wasn't stationed there. So the next day, I went to the post locator with some brownies for him, and she told me that there was no record of a Sgt, Seargent anywhere on that post. I think he was an angel.

Another time, and this was probably the scariest time, I had accidental carbon monoxide poisoning (long story) and I fell asleep or unconscious or whatever, in a pile of laundry on the floor. I heard the most terrible (in a good way I guess) voice, neither male nor female, saying "WAKE. UP. WAKE. UP." Believe me, I didn't want to wake up. And in fact, the doctors who ended up seeing me said they had never known a single person to ever wake up. I think it was an angel.

One more story. My husband had recently passed away and I had tripped outside over my old, fat dog, and broken my right (dominant) elbow so badly that I had to have a brand new, titanium one. Anyway, the night I got home from the hospital, my granddaughter was sleeping beside me. I had a dream that men of every race and creed and whatever were all coming to me, and grinning and giving me a thumbs' up but I could tell they were all my husband. And then, this was so real, I dreamed or whatever that something really really tall and big with great big wings came over to my side of the bed and gave me a giant hug. It was so real that I woke my granddaughter up and asked her if she had come over and hugged me. She had not. I believe it was an angel.

One other story: I was a lot younger and I had convinced myself that I had committed THE UNPARDONABLE SIN, which was ridiculous I know but I had convinced myself that I had done it. I was very distraught and had slept very restlessly, I woke up the next morning and went into my daughter's room, and as I looked out the window I heard this voice say, clear as a bell, "I know your heart." I never worried one iota about that again.

OK that's enough.

 

[Sgt. Pepper]

OK TRUE STORY TIME!

One time I was young and cute and my car broke down on VICTORY DRIVE outside of Fort Benning, GA. Not a good place to break down, I'll just put it that way, and this was before cell phones or anything like that so I just had to you know, accept help from whoever. This very handsome guy named of all things, Sgt. Seargent. stopped and helped me. He said he was there with some sort of school but wasn't stationed there. So the next day, I went to the post locator with some brownies for him, and she told me that there was no record of a Sgt, Seargent anywhere on that post. I think he was an angel.

Another time, and this was probably the scariest time, I had accidental carbon monoxide poisoning (long story) and I fell asleep or unconscious or whatever, in a pile of laundry on the floor. I heard the most terrible (in a good way I guess) voice, neither male nor female, saying "WAKE. UP. WAKE. UP." Believe me, I didn't want to wake up. And in fact, the doctors who ended up seeing me said they had never known a single person to ever wake up. I think it was an angel.

One more story. My husband had recently passed away and I had tripped outside over my old, fat dog, and broken my right (dominant) elbow so badly that I had to have a brand new, titanium one. Anyway, the night I got home from the hospital, my granddaughter was sleeping beside me. I had a dream that men of every race and creed and whatever were all coming to me, and grinning and giving me a thumbs' up but I could tell they were all my husband. And then, this was so real, I dreamed or whatever that something really really tall and big with great big wings came over to my side of the bed and gave me a giant hug. It was so real that I woke my granddaughter up and asked her if she had come over and hugged me. She had not. I believe it was an angel.

One other story: I was a lot younger and I had convinced myself that I had committed THE UNPARDONABLE SIN, which was ridiculous I know but I had convinced myself that I had done it. I was very distraught and had slept very restlessly, I woke up the next morning and went into my daughter's room, and as I looked out the window I heard this voice say, clear as a bell, "I know your heart." I never worried one iota about that again.

OK that's enough.

Thank you for sharing your stories with me, Kathryn. I appreciate it.