The joy of death and the sadness

“These children cut of their wings to become citizens of earth and shout: I love me” What about being an angel and knowing it? That you are born with the knowledge of the universe in your heart? That it isn't about growing your wings. But rather understanding the earth, to become a tree. I think we all are angels, playing in a human body, having the human experience, to become human angels. We don't need to become anything, to learn, we just can remember we know it all along. We all are the human angels, we all are god also. It's that easy, it's that simple. That is the gift that my dear friend left me. The deep understanding of our true origin. I always felt somewhere that everything is as it should be, that there is no right and wrong. Only choice and action and reaction. Things have a cause and a effect, but nothing is bad. It's all oke. My sweet friend thought me what the true meaning of honoring free choice is. This is the story of: The joy of death and the sadness. When people die, their form changes... The energy , the soul that was in the human body is free. It goes to other dimensions over the bridge of flowers, welcomed by a loved one to home. It evaluates it's life, the contracts. Makes new perhaps or choose different. The wonderful thing is that your believes also work in heaven. So if you think you go to a certain place, you would create it there also, if you believe in heaven you will create it. There is also free choice after life. To die, to make the transition is amazingly cool! It's a beautiful experience that is so soft, so loving, so sweet that it's difficult to describe. I always use these words to describe coming home: Pain is like a chocolate fountain and tears are orange lemonade. Every experience we had is turned into a gift from the souls perspective. You can experience this yourself while staying in a human body. It can be a useful tool to determine what you want in life, to experience passion and joy. Most lightworkers know how beautiful dead is, how wonderful and what a gift it is, that people don't die, just evolve and change in form. I know that, and I had the change to help old loving people in their last phase of their lives. I facilitated people who had lost a loved one. I really thought I knew dead inside out. I thought I knew the cycle of the human, the death, the reincarnation, the getting born. I after all experienced it lifetime after lifetime myself. I talk with dead people as easily as chatting to a neigbour and had the chance to facilitate their family's who where left behind on earth. With all this knowledge and truth in my heart I lost a dear friend of me in November. This was only a few days after I experienced my own reincarnation while staying in a human body. My dear friend was a girl of my age, 22 years old that decided to go home. She committed suicide. I know she longed to go home. She was very talented and had a difficult time to enjoy life. She tried over and over again to be happy and live the life she wanted. She was very wise and had a very new and clear energy. She wrote the most amazing things, she could play the piano and sing in a wonderful amazing way that would make everyone getting goose bumps. When I heard she was missing I knew in my heart that she passed over. It was like everything around me disappeared and that I felt in a big black hole. I shouted NOOOO trough the room so hard I woke up my sister. So she went to me like: What it going on? And I cried, I cried for minutes. I would cry a lot more after that time. She had a lot of friends who where lightworkers so there was little drama surrounding her death. I thought , I know she is safe, life goes on. She probably is at a place to regenerate right now, and she is an angel in heaven. aha.... That's what I thought. wooohoo.. I did forget my humanpart for a moment... My humanside did not understand a thing of what happened, and why and I felt guilty. I thought: what for a teacher and beacon am I when I can help strangers but not my friend. I don't want to be like that. It was like all the spiritual wisdom and comfort fell away. Every book I red about death or channel I red made me so mad. I was like: Pff it's easy to shout from the mountain. I had to review my own integrity and decide what felt good for me to do. I now feel that it's oke to be sad, to cry, to feel alone, to feel guilty. I feel that I can forgive myself, that I am allowed to see the joy of it. That she is probably more happier than she ever would be on earth. That death is simply an transition. On these days I close my eyes and think about the chocolate fountain, about the orange lemonade. about home. I see the angels that must have welcomed her, the deafmaking applause of every angel in heaven and all the beings in other dimensions that are there also to celebrate the life of her. I missed her. I missed her a lot. She was a very dear buddy. We connected in a way that is so unique, like family that found each other. I am here on earth, becoming a citizen of earth. And she decided to go home. I am even more aware than I was about my passion. I love to feel the wind on my cheek, to feel the sun on my skin. To be able to hug someone. To tell my friends how much I love them. I love all those earthly things that makes this experience unique. We could communicate without words, we had a soul connection. I understood her and she understood me in an unique way. She is there and I am here, separated by a thin veil. And I blame the damn thing sometimes. What a stupid thing, the veil. And it's a great thing, cause how thinner it get's how more illusions disappear. We are one, and with that my dear friend is in my heart. Whispering to me in my every day life and on work. Sometimes I see her in the train, I see her in the eyes of other people walking on the street, I hear her sometimes in a song in the radio, and we play at night in our dreams. She will be on my shoulder. Assisting me from her side, lifting the veil more. So that their will be none, We are one. After she died I had some dreams where the new kids visited me. I feel that she will incarnate soon, most likely in a new more smoother body. Soon, lol, what is time anyway these days ;-)? I also know from my conversations with the new kids in my dreams that the energy's on earth are hard for them. It's not always easy to be here with an understanding and with ability's that frighten people. They simply can't and won't come on an earth that is not supporting them. We can allow ourselves to be who we are, to follow our own truths and make space for the empowered human. That will allow them to come here, to play and dance on this amazingly play space called earth. So let's dance ourselves at every moment! Let's celebrate our own beauty and expand our wings, Let's hug the trees, and play in the sandbox. Thank you for allowing me to share my truth, With love, Mirri

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