The Only Thing that Dies is Fear
Posted March 28, 2016 in The Other Side & Past LivesWe all need stories. Stories are what connect us to each other and to all of humanity. Parables, in particular, are important stories which reveal depth and universal meaning. The parable that I share with you today is one of my favorite and addresses the discomfort, insecurity and short-sightedness we feel as humans trapped in a limited and material-based reality.
As a medium, I speak daily to people overcome with grief about losing a recently departed loved one. I also speak daily to the Souls who have crossed over to the other side, experienced their life reviews and are now connected to the palpable presence of Love that exists beyond this physical world. We come from Love and we return to Love.
I recently spoke with a group of seniors close in time to this inevitable spiritual transition. It broke my heart to hear all the fear, misinformation and terror that they felt about death: “I fear I will disappear.” “What if I was not a good enough person and don’t get into heaven?” “I’ll never see my family again.”
Death is not an end but a sacred transition of spiritual homecoming. Death is remarkably similar to birth in that the Soul undertakes a mystical journey from one dimension to another.
If you are deep in grieving, know that your loved ones are still in existence and want to comfort and connect with you. They feel your prayers and send signs and messages from the other side.
If you are concerned about your own crossing, know that you will be going back to your true Self, other loved ones and spirit helpers that have always loved you long before this dream of physical reality.
The only thing that actually dies is fear. Love is the True Nature of our Souls and what remains.
I hope you enjoy this parable as much as I do.
Lots of Love,
-E
In a mother’s womb were two babies. One asked the other: “Do you believe in life after delivery?” The other replied, “Why, of course. There has to be something after delivery. Maybe we are here to prepare ourselves for what we will be later.”
“Nonsense” said the first. “There is no life after delivery. What kind of life would that be?”
The second said, “I don’t know, but there will be more light than here. Maybe we will walk with our legs and eat from our mouths. Maybe we will have other senses that we can’t understand now.”
The first replied, “That is absurd. Walking is impossible. And eating with our mouths? Ridiculous! The umbilical cord supplies nutrition and everything we need. But the umbilical cord is so short. Life after delivery is to be logically excluded.”
The second insisted, “Well I think there is something and maybe it’s different than it is here. Maybe we won’t need this physical cord anymore.”
The first replied, “Nonsense. And moreover if there is life, then why has no one has ever come back from there? Delivery is the end of life, and in the after-delivery there is nothing but darkness and silence and oblivion. It takes us nowhere.”
“Well, I don’t know,” said the second, “but certainly we will meet Mother and she will take care of us.”
The first replied “Mother? You actually believe in Mother? That’s laughable. If Mother exists then where is She now?”
The second said, “She is all around us. We are surrounded by her. We are of Her. It is in Her that we live. Without Her this world would not and could not exist.”
Said the first: “Well I don’t see Her, so it is only logical that She doesn’t exist.”
To which the second replied, “Sometimes, when you’re in silence and you focus and you really listen, you can perceive Her presence, and you can hear Her loving voice, calling down from above.”
– Parable by the Hungarian writer Útmutató a Léleknek
I lost my one true love in a car crash and have never gotten over it!
I believe there must be something , but I'm scared of dying in case it's darkness and they are not there.
Thank u though this really made me think.xxx