RDE (Really Dead Expereince)

 

There is an awareness within, which extends to a more universal awareness, where there is a blending of all awareness; but then, There is intellect, and it is not the same at all. In fact, it seems to me that our most complex thoughts are often problematic. This is very hard to talk about, because it requires a suspension of the very faculty that uses words to comprehend things. If I convince you to stop thinking while I discuss this, my words would have no meaning; that is, if you actually accomplished what I am asking you to do.

However, it can be fun to try to imagine an unimaginable universe. Imagine a universe where you could observe yourself the way you observe others. Not really as on a video, but in real time, while you are there, completely within your suit. The Universal Self can see you in that way.

However, “I” choose not to. We can consider a nocturnal dream. In a dream, you become an important player; in fact, you are the protagonist in your view. There is no reason why you should not be able to consider the players, including yourself, as Observed Universally. In other words, you should be able to watch the entire dream as if it were an episode of Friends. You should be able to see yourself, interacting with others and you should be able to pan, and zoom and edit the action from several vantage points. But you never do. You always consider a dream from the eyes of the protagonist. Always. I believe, in a nocturnal dream, this is a choice. And if, within a dream, you did choose the out-of-body view, the dream would give you an entirely different experience.

So….

I feel as though it may be possible for us to see our waking experiences from other vantage points as well, but we also choose the in-a-body view for the personal experience.

So what does this have to do with an RDE?

I think that a Really Dead Experience has a completely different effect on the one considered dead than it has on the one who has pronounced him or her dead. And the shortest explanation for that is to remind you that “to pronounce” is “to use words.”

For the really dead, words behave as fragmented ingredients of sound. It’s not that words cannot be heard; but they cannot be distinguished in a point in time, because there is no time. Furthermore, words cannot be isolated in a location, because there are no particular places. To the “living”, this seems unfortunate; because we want to hear from the dead, so we ask them a particular question. And the dead do not have partitions; meaning this: The partitioned question has a flavor to the dead, but there doesn’t seem to be an urgency to isolate the question and give an answer that will join the question instantly, with words.

The dead do communicate with the living, but not in a back and forth, strung together set of words. And I think this is why mediums rarely get any sort of detail. The dead do not communicate with words; therefore, a medium has to take what they can get and translate it back into words.

“They’re showing me a flower… a red flower.” The medium might say.

And the skeptic (myself included) always wonders why the dead person won’t just say what they mean to say. 

And it really has nothing at all to do with any sort of handicap among the dead; it’s that our own, limited ability to transcend prevents us from feeling vibrations while searching for words. The dead are among us all the time; our manmade partitions prevent us from seeing them.

Now allow me to wrap this up for a clearer way of looking at this bigger picture. Here, on the end-table, there is a digital picture frame, with Wi-Fi. Images and short videos are always giving us a nonstop slideshow, matching many of our memories and even reminding us of things we’ve forgotten. Occasionally, there will be a short clip of one of the grandsons, the nieces or the nephews, back when they had completely different bodies than they have today. Their voices were different. They had different ideas, dreams, obsessions and fears. And seeing these images and videos through this wonderful frame, we are often reminded of who they once were. And, occasionally, there will also be a video of  my father-in-law, Wade Ash. He will usually be in his big recliner, joking around and/or talking to one of his great grandsons. Those are precious videos now, for many reasons. Wade is no longer in that earth-suit and the boys are growing up (too fast). And I bring this up because we tend to look at those videos with some sadness, nostalgia or simply joy. But the players in each scene all have different feelings as they look at the frames and recall their parts. I’ll speak for myself, because I am in some of the scenes. I personally don’t think I am any different on the inside. I can tell that my hair is different in some scenes and I am obviously younger in all of them, but I feel as though the man I am is still just the man I am. I am sure others in the frames might feel the same way. Susan, my wife and Wade's daughter, may think she is still the same person, while she is very much aware that Wade is gone and the boys are half-grown. From her point of view, the changes are taking place on the outside, whether it involves her hair, her clothes, her grandsons or her father. Likewise, I think the boys and girls in those videos would also think of the changes as mostly external. They would see the changes, but remember having been in those earlier outfits, with those younger bodies as well. But what about Wade? To us, he has since died. And for the purpose of this essay, I will say that he is presently having a RDE (Really Dead Experience). And I believe, from Wades latest point of view, the changes are not as drastic as we think they are. Just as we think the boys were little, and gave way to bigger boys, we think Wade was living and gave way to a lifeless body. From the boy’s point of view, it’s just as it was; only visually different for others. And for Wade, it’s just as it was, but sensationally different, in every way, for others; but not that big of a deal to him.

Wade is very much alive and well, but he outgrew the body he was in.

We often say we miss the little boys and little girls; even though older versions of them are yet with us. To each young person, this may seem peculiar.

Likewise, we say that we miss Wade; even though a bodiless version of him is yet with us. To Wade, this may seem peculiar.

If this is difficult to believe, it is because thoughts are words. When you rejoin The Universal, words will seem more like a part of an old outfit you once wore, when everyone was wearing the same thing; and when it was in style to use words.

We don’t have to put on our old body and wear our old, outdated clothes in order to think of ourselves as who we once were. Nor must we use words of a partitioned language, from a partitioned time.

 

“Old things are passed away; behold, all things are become new.” I Corinthians 5:17 KJV

It may come as a surprise to you, but a thought is a thing. A word is a thing.

“I count not myself to have apprehended: but this one thing I do, forgetting those things which are behind, and reaching forth unto those things which are before.”

You will begin to forget things. You already have. There is a tendency to believe that you must retain your memories of your loved ones in order to hold on to that love. But if you think about it, you have already forgotten some things about your loved ones, and it hasn’t changed your love for them. You may have vivid memories of a loved one, but then you may have forgotten a few words they once spoke to you. And suppose you forget a few more words they once spoke to you? You already know that your love for them is not based on words. Even if it were possible to forget every word they spoke to you, you would still love the ones you love. If you forget the color of their eyes, it won’t have an effect on your love. If you forget every outfit they ever wore, it won’t have any effect either. In fact, you could forget most of what you presently remember about that loved one and it won’t change your love for them. As your memories fade, you slowly find yourself evolving in a spiritual way, having a more Universal connection with your loved one as they are today; instead of yesterday.