Knowledge of Karma in life between death and rebirth alleviates Pain

Steiner also says that though our conscious mind will have its affinities and its aversions to each experience, the subconscious mind is always grateful for every experience, thankful for every experience…knowing that everything that happens to us is ultimately, seen from the highest perspective, a blessing. May we have the understanding to accept every happenstance of our life with grace.

The great Rudolf Steiner Quotes Site

A person who is not prepared to admit the reality of karma, or repeated earth lives, can never really accept the fact that a destiny belongs to him. How does a person go through the world? One person does this to him, the other that; he likes the one, dislikes the other. He does not know that he himself is the cause of what comes to meet him, of the painful experience inflicted by another person. This does not occur to him, for otherwise he would feel, “You have brought it on yourself!”

If during one’s lifetime one is able to entertain such thoughts, then one at least will have a feeling as to the origin of the suffering one has to endure after death.

To know about karma in life between death and rebirth alleviates the pain, for otherwise the agonizing question as to why one has to…

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The Lights are on and Somebody IS Home

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The beauty of writing a blog is the free flow of thoughts. Unlike a book where one chapter leads to the next in a logical form, here I will write in no special order. Writing as thoughts light up for me as it were…which leads to today’s blog…

R shared a birthday with Martin Luther King, January 15. We always left the Christmas lights on the tree lit until his birthday. It became a ritual of sorts and always made the often dreary first days of January warmer and brighter for us. Even after we parted, I managed to keep the lights on until then, a quiet remembrance. Since he died, with my husband Richard’s blessings, we keep the lights lit until the 15th each year in memory. And we always will. Each time we remember the dead, the love of our thoughts, feeds them. Rudolf Steiner suggests that our loving thoughts of the dead are not only their food but also their art. They know what we do and they appreciate it….actually need it.

Rituals are important. I can imagine as the Community of Spirits grows, we will create and share rituals to honor the dead in many ways. Based on some of my readings of Steiner, I’ve begun a new ritual to honor R’s crossing of the threshold. I am creating a ritual to honor his death day, July 28. Let me say this, in order to celebrate his death here in the physical, I first had to deeply grieve it. I would never suggest to someone in the early stages of grief that the date of their loved one’s death is cause for celebration. Never. That would be an act of violence to one who suffers. However I have read something of Steiner’s on this that is so beautiful, it makes me weep. Let me try to share it with you here.

Steiner posits that none of us, with perhaps the exception of the highest of initiates, remembers his birth into the physical. (Yogananda asserts that he did for example.) Our memories begin sometime after. However, he states that all of us remember our death, the moment when we cross the threshold from the sensible to the supersensible world. As we travel through the various stages between death and rebirth, we always see behind us that moment when we realized, “My body died and I still exist.” The ecstasy, the ineffable joy, the pure freedom of that realization travels with us throughout our entire time in the unseen world until we reincarnate back into the physical. We know without any doubt whatsoever that there is a part of us that is immortal….that we will always be growing and evolving.

Steiner says that if we only realized how that moment will impact us, time after time, we would never again fear death. It would become the most important, most poignant and one of the happiest days of our lives. One to be celebrated.

So now that enough time has passed and the most agonizing phase of grief and mourning have somewhat settled (for one will cycle through phases of grief and mourning many times, spiraling through hopefully on a higher plane each time, metabolizing the grief and transmuting it into spiritual growth), I begin the celebration of R’s death in the physical and birth into the supersensible. This past July 28th for the first time, I walked along the shore of the Atlantic Ocean. We loved the ocean and lived by it for a good part of our lives together. There is something sacred and mysterious about the very place where the ocean meets the shore, the life force, the chi, the prana, the Ruach. The ebb and flow, alpha and omega, inhalation, exhalation, inspiration, expiration…always and forever. I can feel him walking by my side, sharing happy memories and hear him saying, “Thank you.” It is what I hope will become a yearly event.

And now that I’ve shared these beginning thoughts about rituals with you, I can turn off the lights…until next time.

Bridging the Gap between the Dying and the Dead

“How did I end up here?” It’s a question I ask myself often. Until a year ago the idea of creating a community forging and enlivening the connection between the so-called living and the so-called dead was nowhere on my “to-do” list. The idea of developing clairvoyant consciousness as Rudolf Steiner would reference it, or mediumistic abilities was nowhere on my radar. I do not feel myself gifted in these ways and yet…I am being asked to do this.

Looking back over my life I begin to see a pattern. First is, my greatest “gift” is that of working hard, really, really hard to develop skills I wasn’t naturally born with. I did that with dancing and singing, becoming a successful Broadway performer. When AIDS clear cut nearly an entire generation of artists of every persuasion from the earth, I found myself, initiated by fire and trauma, into service to the dying. Me, someone who wouldn’t willingly enter a hospital, now at the bedside of hundreds of people who were dying.

At first, working as a paid companion for Hospice of the Valley in Phoenix, Arizona, I merely performed the routine tasks I was allowed by law to perform. However, over the years, I felt so strongly that there was more one could do for the dying, beyond the services doctors and nurses provide.

The idea of creating a sacred space for the dying no matter where they were began to evolve. The desire to commune with the dying, especially those deemed in an “unresponsive” state grew. What would that look like? How would that be? Those were questions I didn’t have an answer to at first. After many years and hard work, synchronicity connected me to my spiritual teacher who connected me to a perfect place for these questions to be answered. At Norfolk General Hospital’s palliative care unit, I was allowed to explore these ideas freely.

Miraculous things began to happen. As I made baby steps towards a new paradigm for communing with the dying, a group of inner planes teachers and guides constellated to aid me, to companion me as I companioned the dying. They taught me how to connect my energy with a willing patient, connect at a very deep level and have a kind of conversation, though the patient might be in a coma or at the very least unable to respond verbally. Looking back now, I see the beginnings of communicating at a different level, though I had no idea where that would eventually lead.

After I published my book and gave workshops for about a year, I felt the energy for my service as a death midwife growing very quiet. My team of inner teachers and guides stepped back and their distancing from me actually hurt. I grew to love our interaction. When I midwifed my oldest brother across the threshold of death in 2011, “The Team” as I called them, came back as strong as ever only to dissipate once more after my brother’s death.

And so it has been very quiet until December 27, 2014 when R re-connected with me from spirit. After the initial shock, after gaining information on approximately what his life was after we parted, what his death was, after I grieved to the very depths of my soul…I picked up, again, some of Rudolf Steiner’s writings on death, life between death and rebirth, reincarnation, destiny and karma.

Rudolf Steiner, founder of the Anthroposophical Society, is not that well known today but he was an incredible teacher and lecturer in the last part of the 19th and first part of the 20th centuries. His depth and breadth of knowledge on innumerable occult and arcane subjects is staggering. But reading him, translated from German and speaking in the voice of a century ago, is arduous. My spiritual teacher tasked his students with reading him often. Up to this point, I had little success understanding him. Now however, quite suddenly, this small portion of his work opened up for me. It not only opened up, it consumed me and still does. Not a proponent of mediumship, Steiner teaches his own method for speaking with the dead and the angelic hierarchies which he believes is safer for modern man to pursue.

Once I began reading Steiner in depth, information unexpectedly…downloaded…into me. That’s the best way I can describe it. It comes down like a bolt of lightning and lands in a very concentrated point…then opens up and there is a whole block of insight, knowledge and communication for me to contemplate. Part of that communication is being tasked with what I consider to be the last part of my life’s soul mission; to create a community whose purpose is to build a bridge between the so-called living and the so-called dead for the betterment of all. That is the first step. It unfolds from there.

As part of that mission, I find myself needing to learn how to communicate with the dead and the angelic hierarchies. I am now exploring the various methods for doing that. I’ll talk about those methods and my experiences with them in future blogs but I will say this – I am approaching this exploration with what I hope is enlightened openness, not naiveté, but an openness and trust that Steiner endorses; to live in the “supersensible” world and still make sensible decisions, to face anything new remaining receptive, banishing doubt and timidity and being open to the emergence of a new attitude or opinion. Okay…tall order.

Once more I find myself being asked to work very, very hard to develop skills I am not naturally gifted with, to step into the unknown regardless of my small personality’s fear and trust that I will be guided by something greater than myself….and I am willing. I am willing.

A Moral Duty, not a Selfish Yearning

It is in this very spirit that the Community of Spirits is formed.

The great Rudolf Steiner Quotes Site

When we enter fully into the meaning and the true significance of Spiritual Science, we realise that it is no mere selfish yearning, but deep-seated duty towards the macrocosmic forces not to allow the buried treasure in our souls to be wasted. We come to realise that deep down in every man there lies something which once upon a time the gods implanted in him out of their own body, their own substance. We come to feel: ‘The gods have sacrificed a piece of their own existence, they have as it were torn away a fragment of their own flesh, and have deposited it within human souls.’

We men can do one of two things with this treasure, this divine heritage. We can out of a certain indolence say: ‘What do I want with knowledge? The gods will soon direct me to my goal!’ But they do not do so…

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