In this Conclusion, Feeling Love Changes the Conversation.
<Time passed during my channeled experience as I wrote this, and the love finally came in more fully!>
I was having a spiritual conversation with the soul of my first dog, Biscuit, who passed away more than 18 years ago. You can find the first two parts here and here.
Before this entry, I couldn’t FEEL the love in my heart chakra when connecting with Biscuit, other than fleetingly. My love was more mental but that wasn’t what I was looking for. Biscuit had told me, “Feeling love changes the direction of conversations.” I wanted to experience that but wasn’t successful until that moment. Suddenly, I felt Divine love filling my heart. I don’t know the reason. It raised my vibration and everything that was happening in the other reality disintegrated. This is what people mean when they mention alternate lives. This higher one took form and we exchanged a substantially different dialogue. I felt it as different, not only mentally, but in the way I was granted access to something I previously wasn’t when we attempted to get there in earlier conversations. It was better in every way. ❤️
Biscuit again took me to the family room of our former house, where we lived when she was our dog, and, in her dog form, jumped on me and licked my face all over, joyful and delighted to play and spend time with me! I felt elated, and this love raised my vibration so high I could see both of us lifted to the sky!
We were suddenly in Heaven. It was the traditional view, with blue skies and fluffy white clouds. 😄 This time the gates opened and we walked right in! It was fun there. We were met by everyone we ever knew, lots and lots of spirits. I didn’t recognize any of them, and yet I knew that I knew them. We were connected and I felt comforted by their presence.
We went to a book of records and someone opened it. I clearly saw the numbers 1928. My mind quickly searched to see what that would mean. It didn’t fit with anything I knew. Biscuit waited until I could settle down. Patiently.
“I was your mom,” she said. (This is what I’d intuited in another entry from her. She now explained more.) “You were my little boy. Influenza was widespread in Germany. Franz was your name. Mine was Ingriedt. You were three. I was captured. It was short but I was with you.” She showed me the word “protected” and that there was immense love. I could still feel it as she flowed it through me in that Heavenly realm. Motherly and joyful. I saw the word “fulfilled.”
“Then what happened?” I asked.
“You had two more short lives and then you chose this one.”
She was kidding because, as she said those words, I also saw thousands of lives chosen with equal love, passion, and purpose, all playing out concurrently. “Words are chosen so as not to scare some humans,” she acknowledged. I understood her message.
The Enormity of a Soul’s Expansion
She showed me an ENORMOUS chocolate layer cake, the equivalent of 10 regular cakes, as someone sliced the very thinnest sliver possible. That slice equaled the tiniest amount of lives a soul embodies, and then multiply that by 10 billion. “You see why we’re careful with how we phrase things,” she said. “We want to be honest and many are awakening to the possibilities which exist through the ‘passage of time.’”
I could see these words were simply a game. The enormity of it would boggle most human minds. We have trouble comprehending vast things. I forgot to mention that, as I looked at Biscuit while I was shown the Book of Life, she was no longer in dog form. She looked like an angel, about a head taller than I am, with a clearly Divine presence. She had her hand on my upper back while explaining things. I couldn’t hear those things, but I watched as an observer.
She showed me souls as far as the eye could see. I understood there were tens of thousands of angels or souls. We call them souls but they looked like angels in this vision. They appeared sort of like people made of clouds and were a little fuzzy. They were milling about very closely together, with almost no room or space between them. These make up a “soul family.” I didn’t know it was so big!
She showed me a close-up of a sunflower. Each atom individually contributed to each petal on the sunflower, and there were millions or hundreds of thousands forming just one petal. When you look from a human’s perspective, you’d think there’s just a flower. Never mind dissecting each petal. This is how the soul families work. We think we’re alone in life, or have a few relatives, friends, or acquaintances, depending on how we’ve set up our existences. In actuality, there are thousands of souls contributing to this experience. We meet them over time, and they’re here to help us. Expansion is the soul purpose. “We live to love,” she said, “but we forget how to do it in human form. Most.”
I began to lose the connection, and the heart expansion I felt from this love vanished.
The difference between this conversation and many others I’ve had is minimal, but the feeling was special. I saw that when I could feel the love, I was taken to a higher reality. Things were easier and I was allowed in, whereas in the other version, although I pleaded entry, my mind denied me access. If you think about it, I’ll bet you can find similarities in life among humans and the thoughts our minds give us.
I was invited to understand that many of us, myself included, do what’s right because we are moral people. We share our gifts with an intention of — and dedication to — love, but we don’t always feel the love that provides the impetus that most of us need to respond appropriately and kindly. When we can feel love, there’s no worry, few outer choices matter, and everything feels right and pure. If it’s not there, we have to go by our own value system, which doesn’t always match up to society’s, and this can create pain and distress. We need people to accept that love is safe for them to feel instead of believing the opposite. This is what can help heal humanity.
“Begin to understand what voice love takes and what the mind brings,” Biscuit ended. “There is Divinity amongst each of you, within you, unique to you and dependent on only your happiness to find…more.” She connects the heart with the Third Eye and leaves for now, signaling the end of this talk.
“Thank you, Biscuit and everyone,” I say. I really mean it with all of my heart.
© 9/28/16 by Angel-Rose Coen.