This question has always fascinated me, “what happens when we die?” I don't know why it has, but it is something I have deeply contemplated since I can remember.My Mum was killed on April 15, 1995. It was Easter Saturday. When someone close to you dies then you really contemplate death profoundly.
I had a lot of theories about it, and I had a lot of beliefs. But I never really knew. But through astral travel this is something I have begun to personally investigate, and I've verified at least part of what happens when we die.
When I first took the Dreams and OBE course in 2006, I learned that our psyche is made up of 3 components;
The Consciousness which is who we really are, the spiritual part within. This makes up 3% of our psyche. This is the eternal part of us that goes on from lifetime to lifetime; it never dies. It is the part that is 'aware'.
The subconscious or 'egos' which are our multitude of thoughts and emotions, which comprises 97% of our psyche. These egos also carry on through multiple lifetimes unless we eliminate them with the spiritual work.
The personality, which is the vehicle through which both the consciousness and subconscious can manifest. It is made up of mental matter, and is formed by the age of 7 years old. It is essentially everything we acquire over the course of our lifetime; it is formed by our experiences and contains all the skills we learn. Like the physical body it is only used for one lifetime, and upon death it is discarded in the astral plane and gradually disappears. When people see ghosts, they are generally seeing the personalities of deceased people.
This last part really grabbed my interest... personalities of deceased people... if this was true then I would be able to find my Mum's personality in the astral! I was SO excited by this - something I could actually investigate for myself!!
This was my driving force for learning how to project. Not only did I attend the lectures in person at the Melbourne Center, but I simultaneously took the course on-line and followed the book. And I practiced every technique they taught me with vigor. I had a goal and I was determined to get there.
About 6 weeks into the course I projected for the first time. However to my dismay I found it terribly difficult to even stay in the astral, let alone find Mum there. But I didn't give up. I kept practicing and practicing and slowly learning. I realized I had to start small and work my way up, so I temporarily put my mission to find Mum aside and focused on learning how to astral travel and to explore the astral realm.
A few months later I had a number of astral experiences under my belt. I was practicing really hard; in addition to the projection exercises at night I was being aware during the day, doing mantras, concentration practices and awareness walks. I focused all my energy day and night to astral travel, and I was getting some great results (no doubt I was also getting a lot of spiritual help too on account of my tremendous efforts).
By this stage I had gone on to more advanced courses with Gnosticweb, and was doing the 'Gnostic Wisdom' course when the topic of death was covered in greater depth. I decided to pursue my original goal once more.
After several failed attempts I was determined to find her, and one night I did just that! I projected into my bedroom, then I asked my Divine Mother to take me to see Mum and I took a little jump. As I did so I felt myself being pulled backwards at tremendous speed – faster than anything you can imagine, and within a second or two I was standing in front of Mum.
When I say I was standing in front of Mum, it was her personality that was before me. The real Mum, her essence or 'awareness', had moved on. She looked exactly the same as she did when she was alive! She knew who I was and I could talk to her, but it was as though she was in a deep day-dream. I walked up to her and hugged her, and it felt so good to hold her. I asked her how she was, and she said she was okay.
I had read in the course material that personalities of deceased people aren't able to process any new information, they are stuck in the past. So if you were to ask them questions like 'do they know they are dead' they get very confused. I didn't want to distress her, so I didn't ask her anything like that. I didn't need to, I could tell that she was unaware, it was as though she was in a Valium haze or something. It was just so good to see her and hold her, and I told her so.
I was so focused on finding her that I didn't really have a plan of what to do once I had found her! Then I thought about how much my brother would love to see her, and I decided I would take her to him. I told her we were going on a little trip, put my arm around her, and holding onto her I flew up into the sky.
I remember looking down at the houses and streets below me, thinking 'Gosh I have no idea of the direction to get to Ben's house from up here', and I was terribly frightened that I would fall into a dream so I was focusing with all my might to stay aware and conscious. Eventually somehow we made it to Ben's house and we landed at the bottom of his driveway. His car was parked in the drive with the trailer attached to the back of it, so we walked around this and I led her up to the house.
Everything looked exactly the same as in the physical, only what is normally the front window of the house in the physical was to me the door. I left Mum outside and went in to find my brother. He was on the couch in the lounge room, and excitedly I told him Mum was here! To my dismay he was angry and upset that I had brought her there and started yelling at me, and he didn't want me to bring her inside. I couldn't understand and tried to reason with him but he was totally irrational. I looked at Mum outside and she was standing there with a terribly confused look on her face, and I didn't know what to do...
That's all I can remember, I must have fallen into a dream at that point and lost consciousness.
When I woke up I remembered the experience – it was crystal clear as though it had happened while I was awake. I was confused about the window of my brother's house being the door, but everything else was like a day-time experience. I called him on the phone and asked if he remembered seeing me but he didn't remember a thing, he was obviously in a dream himself at the time. Although he did tell me he had fallen asleep on the couch where I found him. He also confirmed his car was parked in the driveway with the trailer attached as I had seen it in the astral. Interestingly, when he enters or leaves the house in the astral, he does so through that same window.
So I was able to verify that part of what happens when we die in the astral. Now I want to verify what happens to the consciousness, or 'awareness' after death, and also I want to verify reincarnation by investigating past lives in the astral.
I'm just so glad to have been given the tools and ability to do so!










