Henry is grief-stricken over the wartime death of his brother Charles, a pilot in the RAF. His mourning brings on such a state of depression that he cries out for help in understanding this cruel blow. Unexpectedly, his plea is answered, in the form of Acharya, a Hindu adept who calls on Henry at his home in Ceylon. When Henry asks, Why are you here? Acharya responds, You sent for me. Acharya explains that Charles is very much alive, and offers to demonstrate this fact first hand. So he arranges to meet Henry on the astral plane after he falls asleep at night but it is not just Acharya that Henry meets, but Charles himself! Henry learns how the inner being of every human remains alive after the moment of death, and can interact with loved ones as they sleep, even though the loved ones usually have no memory of this fact when they awaken in the morning. Henry eagerly accepts Acharya s tutelage and guidance as he explores the seven subplanes of the astral world and the mental plane as well. In the process, he learns about the devic kingdom, from fairies to angels, and their special relationship with humanity. He also learns about karma, reincarnation, purgatory, evolution, and much more. This edition is a reprint and features a preface written by Robert R. Leichtman, M.D.
بشكل عام مميّز هذا الكتاب ، يحوي على الكثير من الفلسفة و الكثير من المعلومات لا نستطيع تحرّي صحتها حتى يأتي اليوم الذي نعيشها فيه " ما بعد الموت "
* هناك قول قديم مأثور مأخوذ عن الفيلسوف بوذا ، مؤسس الديانة التي تحمل اسمه ، الديانة البوذية ، ذات يوم جاء أحد تلاميذ بوذا و قال له : " يا أستاذي العظيم ، كلام من يجب أن أصدق ؟ أحدهم يقول كذا و الآخر يقول كيت ، و الاثنان واثقان من أنهما على صواب " ردّ عليه الفيلسوف بوذا " يا بني لا تصدق كلام أحد ، و لا حتى كلامي أنا الفيلسوف بوذا ، ما لم يدخل الكلام عقلك ، حتى لو دخل لا تصدقه و اعتبره فرضية ظنية معقولة ، حتى تتمكن من البرهنة عليه لنفسك "
* الإيمان جميل دائماً و المعرفة أجمل ، أنت مؤمن و لكنك تسعى لاكتساب المعرفة أيضاً
* صحيح أن الغالبية العظمى من الجنس البشري ترغب بالسلام و لكن لسوء الحظ أن قرار السلام و الحرب يتخذه الذين هم في السلطة
The way Peter told his own stories will definitely gives people doubts, however, it's hard to find a more reasonable way to describe everything. This book has not only answered so many of my questions about the purposes of life, but also raised million more ones that I will have to find out myself.
By the way, it was perfect-timing that I have done reading it right before the day I turn 21 - the fouth important milestone of anyone's life, according to this book :)
I remember reading this book about 10 years ago when my father passed away. I was seeking to understand more about the unseen world. This book also hlped me to cope and understand quite a bit.
Although I do not agree with everything in this book, it did help open up my mind a little by little!
Esse livro relata a experiência do autor com projeção astral e ensinamentos em grande profundidade sobre reencarnação, carma, vida após a morte, livre-arbítrio, evolução, alma grupo entre outros.
Ele trás uma leitura muito agradável e definitivamente é um dos livros mais bonitos que já li sobre o tema. Vale muito a pena.
In the Foreword of the book (1973 edition), Peter Richelieu writes:
"In spite of the fact that I am no writer and claim no gifts or experience in that direction, this book is given to the world without apology, for I am carrying orders from those who must be obeyed.
"The part of the book which will hold the interest of the largest number of readers is that which begins at Chapter Four. For those people who have no recollection of their life and activities during sleep, even this part will contain many completely new ideas. As many of these call for explanation, readers are advised to avoid the temptation of skimming quickly through the preliminary chapters in order to reach this one more quickly! These introductory chapters, which are written in the form of talks by a Hindu guru, are so filled with vital information that they hold the key not only to what follows in the book but to what happens to all of us at one time or another. Those who read them slowly and carefully and who refer to them often, will glean the most general information and acquire the best groundwork for the appreciation of the story which follows.
"In writing down my experiences I have added no embellishments. If these experiences help a few of you to understand the scheme of life and so be comforted, if they give you an insight into the nature of evolution and provide you with a reason for making friends of animals--they will not have been written in vain."
Chapter Four
Following his guru's instructions, the author prepared for his first out-of-body experience (OOBE).
"It was just when I heard the first silvery chime starting to herald in the four quarters preceding the striking of 10 o'clock, that I seemed to feel something quite unusual going on in my body. Something inside it seemed as if it were loose and I felt what I can only describe as a sliding movement, which I suppose was really myself slipping out of my physical body, for before the clock had started to record its ten strokes, I found myself suspended in space and looking at my body lying on the bed, exactly as I was told I would do--only I was not standing on the floor but perhaps a foot above it (it was really later when I realised this had been so). When I became aware of existing apart from my body, my heart seemed to palpitate, but I cannot say I was exactly frightened, and I certainly did not have any desire to rush back. To say I was surprised is putting it mildly; I was excited, I was thrilled, there was a semblance of fear also, a fear of the unknown, a fear of the unusual."
Although he went to sleep in Ceylon, the author and his guru travelled to London. Almost immediately, he meets with his brother, Charles. They hug each other, get caught up since they last met, and then go for dinner at the Trocadero Grill.
After dinner, they witness a plane crash, where the guru is helping the young pilot who died.
"I did not hear every word that my friend was saying, but after some time I saw that a glimmer of understanding seemed to appear on the boy's face, whereupon the clinging matter which had partly enveloped him, started to disconnect and fall to the ground. It was explained that this was effected by the boy being told to make an effort of will to disconnect himself from it. After a little time it all dropped to the ground and seemed to evaporate into smoke and dust. Later I was told that it disintegrates very quickly, because the etheric matter of which it is formed is relatively very fine, compared with the dense part of the physical body.The boy then seemed to come to life. He sat on the ground, put his head in his hands and sobbed hysterically. My friend let him do this for a time for, as he explained, the boy's emotional or astral body had undergone a very severe strain and the normal reaction must take place. The boy seemed to think that he had in some way failed, and even then did not seem to realise that he was dead and for ever out of that hell which he had known. 'Come with me and we'll talk about this,' said my friend as he took him by the arm and, without the boy seeming to notice it, we swiftly moved from the scene; within a few seconds we were far away and in the country."
The author then returned to Ceylon, and woke up, back in his body.
Chapter Seven
While visiting the third level in the astral planes, the author comes across a lady friend who had died of pneumonia.
"'Daphne, my dear, it it really you?' 'Yes, it is I,' she said, 'but what are you doing here? You haven't left the old world yet, I know, so what has brought you here?'
"I tried to explain to her something of what had happened and why I was here. She said she was surprised to see me because, although most people who are evolved at all wander on the astral plane during the time that their bodies are asleep and recuperating for the following day, yet it is not common for living people to visit the third sphere of the astral world. In most cases they do not know how to get there, and very few know of the existence of these different levels. 'But darling,' she said, 'now you are here, you will be able to come again and we must see lots of each other in the future; there is much that I can show you. Although you never asked me to marry you when I was alive, I knew that you loved me, and I love you too.'"
Acharya (the guru) then explained to Daphne how Henry (the author's character) had come to be there.
"'You talked to him, I know, but as you say, he did not seem as interested as when you talked to him in the physical world; when you expected him to remember what you had talked about a few nights previously, he seemed vague and dull. That was because he was not awake; it required some great tragedy, such as the death of his well loved brother Charles, to make him clamour for light, for occult knowledge; there had to be a crisis for through this, the urge to know is born--what a man really wants he can get, providing he is willing and eager to work. "Knock and it shall be opened to you", "Seek and ye shall find", said the great Master, the Christ, and those words are literally true."
The three of them then attended a musical recital. After that Daphne took Henry to see her home.
"She led us through a gate into a garden, which was a veritable blaze of colour. The cottage itself could only be described as a dream house; the design appealed to me immediately.In front of the porch there was a little lawn, in the middle of which grew a shade tree with several wicker chairs arranged under its spreading branches--they looked so comfortable and attractive with their bright cretonne cushions. Immediately I was struck by the advantage in the the astral world, in that as there was no danger of rain or robbers such things could be left outside for an indefinite period."
Conclusion
This is an excellent primer for anyone who wants to understand what happens after we die.
As you will see, when you read this book, in the first three spheres, life is very similar to our experiences on earth. However, the next four spheres are a more rarefied version of specialisations. For the most part, those levels will be out of the reach of ordinary folk.
So, the question is: Is this 'real'? How can anyone answer that question accurately? In my opinion, we build our spiritual life by living it here in the physical. So build well.
Yep. It is a great book. Taught me about astral travelling. To my surprise I found I actually could astral travel. I was planning a trip to Egypt way back in 1982. Before I went I had a dream about the hotel I would be staying in whilst in Cairo and the streets surrounding it. I didn't have a glossy brochure, just dreamed. When I arrived there it was exactly as in my astral travel.
I have also journeyed to San Francisco's Bay area via astral means, but it is possible I had seen it before in a travelogue.
The worst thing that happened to me was a horrible sleep disorder called "sleep paralysis". This disorder manifested itself in me as waking up from a deep sleep and while wide awake not being able to move, not even to turn over or alert my husband. Horrible experience! This disorder happened before and after my astral travels. It doesn't happen any more. I deliberately separated from that part of myself for personal reasons.
It seemed interesting at first when I was introduced to many new theories, but gradually the story turned into a fairy tale, whose author isn't any good at storytelling, at all.
⭐⭐\nO livro parte do aprendizado de alguém a partir do desencarne de um ente querido. Quem narra a história passa a ter um certo entendimento do mundo espiritual e a realizar viagens astrais conscientes. Enquanto relato de viagem astral, é interessante e até envolvente. Mas…\nPartindo do princípio de que Deus é soberanamente justo e bom, não faz muito sentido a ideia de “evoluções paralelas” apresentada pelo autor. Se há evoluções separadas, Deus deixaria de ser plenamente justo — ao dividir os espíritos em “raças” — e, portanto, não seria perfeito. Como explicação para a existência dos anjos, essa ideia soa mais como uma viagem conceitual do que como algo coerente; se fosse assim, confesso que também gostaria de ser um dos privilegiados.\nNotei ainda, em determinado ponto do livro, um preconceito insinuado em relação a casamentos entre brancos e negros — algo que não se justifica em hipótese alguma, nem mesmo para a época em que a obra foi escrita, por volta da década de 40.\nTrata-se de um livro espiritualista (não confundir com espírita), com boas explicações sobre as “roupagens” do Espírito — divididas em corpo mental (Espírito), corpo astral (perispírito) e corpo físico — além de reflexões interessantes sobre o que acontece durante o sono e a origem de alguns sonhos confusos. A descrição dos elementais, apesar de mencionada na capa, não se aprofunda como se esperaria.\nNo fim das contas, apesar das ressalvas conceituais, é uma leitura leve e agradável.
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The whole book is about a man's journey in his sleep to find out what exists after death. That's it, nothing about purpose of your soul etc. Furthermore 70% of it is about how he meets the woman of his dreams who's died. It's his personal account, like a diary of the people he's met. But the whole concept feels like it has come from an ancient Bible. None of it truly makes sense.
I wasted my time reading until the last 3 pages, where it had mentioned a women's duty before marriage is to get ahead of domestic duties. I hadn't closed and chucked away a book so quickly. But I wish it had mentioned this much, much, much earlier.
Now this was an interesting book to read. By the end of it I came to realise that it is heavily based on concepts of Spiritism, although this is never explicitly mentioned. For what they are, these concepts are illustrated in a way that is easier to understand, which is nice.
However, my reading was sprinkled by several WTF moments where it is clear that this is a book from the 50's (sexism and racism). You will be fine if you manage to somehow understand and isolate this aspect. I stress that I read quite and early edition, so later ones might have dealt with it.
Amazing. I always have tons of question about the purpose of being humans and what happen after the death???. Almost answers I can find in this book. Although it is quite advance for me to deeply understand, I still love it.
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It starts off okay but then gets tedious through the early chapters with a crash course in Hindu reincarnation philosophy. It picks up speed through chapters 4 to 6 but then gets flimsier and flimsier until it ends up being drivel and airy-fairy wishful thinking. Still, I give it a better than average rating because I have read it a few times and keep coming back to it. If I could give it 3½ stars I would!
Although narrated as a historical account it's easy to forget it is most likely a fictional novel and not a true story. Of course there has to be a love interest... and in true Indian mysticism style only has a fleeting mention of God or religion. It's decidedly anti-Christian (or non-Abrahamic) and in several places offensively pokes fun at the Bible as if it was all myth. Given the trashing of Christianity I get the distinct impression the author has a bone to pick with British Colonisation of the Indian Subcontinent and the depiction of the Supreme Being as a person in either Dharmic or Abrahamic faiths. Practically ALL of the yogis that travelled to the West in the last couple of centuries seeking lobha-puja-pratishtha (profit, adoration, distinction) were impersonalists who didn't believe in God as a person. This has coloured the West's perception of yogis whereas there are actually two classes of transcendentalists in India. This book does not portray personalism at all and reflects the typical Westerner's concept of India - snake charmers, magic carpets, siddhas (mystic powers) and whatnot.
In true spaghetti western fashion, "tension mounts and rides away"... it is decidedly fanciful impersonalist transcendentalism, spiritism/spirituality – a great read nevertheless, but highly unlikely to be a factual account of what happens on the astral plane after dying. But then, I'm not dead yet, how would I know for sure?
One final note - it paints a rose-coloured picture of having unlimited choices after we die. I am used to a different account of the afterlife, a scenario described in other Hindu faiths such as Vaishnavism where the soul is more more or less forced into rebirth practically straight away. In this, there is no choice. It is decided before you die by dint of your karma, stored in the akashic records. You can take birth in any lifeform. The only fitting explanation for lingering for hundreds of years on the astral plane would be if a fitting human body with the right karmic circumstance was not yet available.
According to Hindu lore it is not uncommon for souls to repeatedly take birth in the same family, such as musicians, artists, politicians, yogis, etc where a grandparent or even great-grandparent reappears and shows exceptional talent as a child. So perhaps in instances like this there could feasibly be a bit of a wait. When A Soul's Journey told of classical Masters - you know, composers and orchestra maestros - that were still there after centuries I realised that I was reading fiction. According to Vedic philosophy "the soul must act" as desires, needs, relationships etc are the purpose of life. There is no sensual pleasure on the astral, only mental delights, totally unsatisfying in the long run not being able to taste anything or even relieve an itch.
This book has the type of subject matter that I believe you would have to had experienced yourself to fully appreciate what is being said.
I am definitely skeptical of the astral travelling, only because as the book goes on the writers experiences get more and more far fetched, it seemed way to easy for him to travel from each sphere for a beginner traveler. I don't doubt that he did these things and that is possible to do, but it does seem hard to believe for someone who has never experienced these things the further along the book goes, I must not have lived many lives.
I liked the views about morality, religion, parenting, relationships and life after death etc i thought these topics lined up with my own beliefs and also taught me some new things, I definitely believe in the theory that we live many lives as it explains 'old souls' that you hear about quite a bit and found the reasoning's behind each idea presented made a lot of sense and were well thought out. I think all humans want to know what happens to us after we die and if it is anything like what is described here we have nothing to worry about. It is comforting to read, but also raises a lot more questions, given the subject matter and that no one really knows for sure what happens when we die, it is to be expected.
I will have to re read this book as it is a lot of information to take in and is very different from anything I've read before. I don't think I fully benefited from what i read and am still unsure as to how I would be able to do what the writer has done, I have been having a lot more dreams since reading this book however so it must have had some effect.