Heaven, Hell and the “University”
Heaven, Hell and the “University”
Michael Sortomme © 2013
Over the last five decades, many have asked if I have seen heaven or hell. True, most who have asked this question had ulterior motives, desiring to proselytize their particular faiths to anyone who would listen—reassuring me that there were, indeed, such places of paradise and torture. Others were sincere queries for those searching for themselves in the answers of others. It is for these special questioners that I answer this over-asked and sometimes, contentious inquiry.
I have experienced many altered states and near death experiences in this life, as a Rememberer (one who remembers numerous past-lifetimes, including names, dates and places), Shamanic Practitioner and Reiki Master. NOT once have I experienced or remember heaven or hell, though I have lived through gruesome memories and elated states, both with equal measure. I believe heaven and hell are archetypes, developed by our Ancestors to make life and its tumult easier to deal with. A promise at the end of life is sometimes the only thing that keeps one going. We make our reality and G-d is located in the human heart and brain; there is little need to look outside of the Self for comfort, though praying out-loud is helpful and soothing, from time to time.
The state in between lives, if one is NOT a rapid-reincarnator, I call the “University”. I have seen it and have had many “meetings” there through the years. It’s a HUGE campus, with rolling lawns and pastoral overlooks that is always springtime, without the pollen, mind you. It would NOT be overstepping bounds to equate this state of consciousness as the Summerland that Witches universally speak of, well, at least the endlessness of warm, flowering days and balmy nights.
There, one takes classes, talks with brilliant minds, understands one’s limitations and restrictions put on one’s self in the last life and prepares to be a better human in the next. I have also met several of my personal Ancestors there, including my mother, Sarah, who passed away in 1982. It’s NOT a place one can just go to in the here and now, it just is, a stable place of learning and introspection, sharing and comparing of notes. Sometimes living humans are transported there by their Higher Minds, when one is close to death, has an important message from a dead Ancestor or when a demanding teacher needs immediate attention, or when one is actually dead. This is NOT a place of fantasy, it is made for hard work, it’s exciting, exhilarating and refreshing, because only TRUTH is spoken there, far different than our world. There is no need for an up to date wardrobe—it is timeless—and the glass elevators are AWESOME!!! Perhaps you will see it one special day when the restrictions of the physical body are no longer needed. In the meantime, don’t rush the need for the experience—there is so much to learn in this place called Earth.
Michael Sortomme © 2013
Over the last five decades, many have asked if I have seen heaven or hell. True, most who have asked this question had ulterior motives, desiring to proselytize their particular faiths to anyone who would listen—reassuring me that there were, indeed, such places of paradise and torture. Others were sincere queries for those searching for themselves in the answers of others. It is for these special questioners that I answer this over-asked and sometimes, contentious inquiry.
I have experienced many altered states and near death experiences in this life, as a Rememberer (one who remembers numerous past-lifetimes, including names, dates and places), Shamanic Practitioner and Reiki Master. NOT once have I experienced or remember heaven or hell, though I have lived through gruesome memories and elated states, both with equal measure. I believe heaven and hell are archetypes, developed by our Ancestors to make life and its tumult easier to deal with. A promise at the end of life is sometimes the only thing that keeps one going. We make our reality and G-d is located in the human heart and brain; there is little need to look outside of the Self for comfort, though praying out-loud is helpful and soothing, from time to time.
The state in between lives, if one is NOT a rapid-reincarnator, I call the “University”. I have seen it and have had many “meetings” there through the years. It’s a HUGE campus, with rolling lawns and pastoral overlooks that is always springtime, without the pollen, mind you. It would NOT be overstepping bounds to equate this state of consciousness as the Summerland that Witches universally speak of, well, at least the endlessness of warm, flowering days and balmy nights.
There, one takes classes, talks with brilliant minds, understands one’s limitations and restrictions put on one’s self in the last life and prepares to be a better human in the next. I have also met several of my personal Ancestors there, including my mother, Sarah, who passed away in 1982. It’s NOT a place one can just go to in the here and now, it just is, a stable place of learning and introspection, sharing and comparing of notes. Sometimes living humans are transported there by their Higher Minds, when one is close to death, has an important message from a dead Ancestor or when a demanding teacher needs immediate attention, or when one is actually dead. This is NOT a place of fantasy, it is made for hard work, it’s exciting, exhilarating and refreshing, because only TRUTH is spoken there, far different than our world. There is no need for an up to date wardrobe—it is timeless—and the glass elevators are AWESOME!!! Perhaps you will see it one special day when the restrictions of the physical body are no longer needed. In the meantime, don’t rush the need for the experience—there is so much to learn in this place called Earth.
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