ext
thing I remember is suddenly finding myself back in the presence of the being of
light I'd
met first, and told I had to go back. I said: no way, I won't
do it. This was about the last thing I wanted to do. Life on earth, filled with
darkness, pain, sorrow, limits and limitations, was like a horrifying prison
compared to this wonderful place, and I simply refused to go back. I was told
that it wasn't
my time, that I'd
been granted a visit 'back home', but that I had to fulfill my purpose and do
the work I myself had chosen to do on earth. The being of light reminded me that
my purpose was to learn more about love, compassion, and how to express them on
earth, and that my work was to help other people in any way I could. I had
chosen this myself. And it told me that I would be back in the world of light in
no time.
Never forget, in reality there is no time, only eternity itself, it said.