A reader of our blog, Chriss, who has her own Facebook page, Dharma Nature, and is a practicing medium, wrote me that she became excited reading Chico Xavier’s book, Nosso Lar, because she remembers being one of the spiritual helpers, who assisted people after they passed on to the spirit world.
A team of spirit helpers were responsible for rescuing Andre Luiz, the spirit who dictated the book to Chico Xavier, about his death, time in the Lower Zone and subsequent life in the celestial city Nosso Lar.
Chriss wrote me:
“My most recent adventure involved Chico Xavier’s Nosso Lar. As someone who remembers being a helper, it was exciting to see Home identified. I thought I was the only one who knew about/remembered Home. 🙂 I must have worked there for hundreds of years, helping spirits. Then I came back here to learn some new things (for a couple of short lifetimes plus this one). Anyway, I want to vouch for Home as a reality. The details about its structure might vary but it is an amazing place of love.
And from Home, you can access any place on earth. It’s not uncommon for people who have reached the helper level to enter the dreams of the embodied, which can be done directly from Home, to offer help and advice.”
Once again, a person who hadn’t been aware of Chico’s books finds verification of their own ideas and memories. Chriss did write to say that unlike Andre’s experience where he spent time in the Lower Zone, not all people experience this frightening episode after death.
“One item that I feel needs a minor correction regards the purgatory-like experience of Andre Luis, prior to his going Home. He experienced a dark, scary landscape, but I want people to know that the arrival zone is different for everyone. It will basically be your own mind-created object. With sudden or unexpected deaths, people often don’t know they have crossed over; they look for familiarity and their own mind creates that for them. The good new is that someone like me (what I used to do, anyway) will meet you where you are, and help you through the process.”
Of course, Chriss is completely correct. In Andre Luiz’s book there are many instances of spirit helpers assisting people right from their deathbeds and other locations. Andre Luiz was in the Lower Zone, or the Umbra, as it is referred to in Portuguese, because he was an unconscious suicide.
In the case of suicides, the spirit who takes her or his own life is generally obligated to remain in the Umbra until such time as their normal death would have occurred. Hence, the spirit world frowns on people leaving the campus before you are dismissed.
In Andre’s case, he didn’t deliberately kill himself, but he allowed his behavior, drinking and syphilis, to cut short his life. Hence, he unconsciously committed suicide. The second lesson is, not only must we finished the classes assigned to us, but we have to take care of the materials we are given (our bodies).
Chriss then writes down more of her recollections:
“I remember many instances of having to adjust my vibration to see what the new arrival was seeing. People often see their place of work, or their home, or the beach … or hell, if they think that is where they were going. I had to help them through that.
So, for instance, one man wanted to find his office. So I helped him. And while we located his office we talked. At some point, when the time is right, I would always ask, “Do you remember what you were doing just before you met me here?” This conversation would eventually lead them to the realization that they had passed-on to the next life. Then and only then could I lead them to Home, for what amounted to sessions with a social worker examining their lives. It wasn’t judgmental, it was more like, “what went well?” “What could have been better?” etc. And sometimes I felt bad when people were sent back – which would only happen after the counselor and person both agreed that this was for the best.
Another I remember was a very take-charge, upper class kind of man who mostly sneered and barked orders at me, as he tried to find his way to familiar surroundings. I just smiled and helped. And eventually the question… the realization… and then we would go Home.
It’s always Home.”
Again, what Chriss has written is not only verified by other accounts in Spiritist literature, but these types of friendly after the fact life reviews are a theme in many people’s NDEs (Near Death Experiences).
I wrote Chriss back that the last person she mentions could have been me. Before my rough edges were softened by my discovery of Spiritism (although my wife may have a different view), I could see myself trying to order spirits around to do my bidding, thinking that I had to take charge of every situation.
Next Chriss expounded on her experience in assisting this bombastic gentleman:
“Time doesn’t mean much when you’re Home, but the incident I referred to was probably in the 1800’s maybe? The gentleman was a victim of an accident on a sailing ship, and found himself on shore looking out at the water. He saw me and demanded I summon a carriage to take him into town. He wanted to get in touch with his family and tell them what happened. He was kind of surly in that way that people who expect others to jump when they speak tend to be. So I explained in a loving and compassionate way that his transportation would be along soon, and why don’t we talk while we wait?
So he complained about the lack of service and general incompetence of others, along with my perceived lack of helpfulness. We sat on the hillside and waited. And he talked a bit of his life. I don’t remember the details, though. Eventually as he calmed down (though still frustrated), I asked the question, “Do you remember what you were doing just before you met me here?”
And he told me about being on the ship and how it heeled over and he got knocked into the water, he thought.
“So do you remember how you got here?”
“No, I don’t remember. I swam to shore, would be my guess.”
“That’s interesting, why aren’t you wet?”
“I don’t know, I dried off.”
“Really? When did that happen?”
And so on…. and eventually a light clicked on…. “Did I die?”
“Your feelings are true. Listen to them.. You can see this place is not where you were, and you don’t know how you got here, and this will tell you what you want to know.”
“So what happens now?”
“Come…. I will show you.”
I stood up and reached out to him. He stood up and took my hand. As we turned away from the sea, a city he had not seen before seemed to rise up before us.
“We’re going home,” I said. “Come!”
And we walked to Home together, where he was met by a counselor, who took over from there…. Home was simply “there” when he was ready to see it.
If any of that rings a bell of familiarity, then perhaps it is so. 🙂
I don’t know what happened after that. My job was greeting people and adjusting their vibration to Home, so they could go there. That was it.
Others had other responsibilities.
I have general information about my spirit history back to the 400’s or so. In this life, I was made aware of the overview exactly on my fourth birthday – a July day many many years ago – sitting on a street curb in Sacramento, California. I’ve had to work-out a lot of the details since then, but everything I learned was subsequently verified by medium friends. I’ve lived lives as a nun, a shaman, a deva, a war victim, a skeptic-debunker, and plain old me. 🙂 …And I’ve learned that life is often all about closing circles.”
Chriss’s account of her work in the spirit world is inspiring and comforting. Knowing that we are surrounded by such benevolence and love should give us all the courage to continue our struggles in our daily lives.
I have written about the constant guidance and love that we walk in every day in my book, 7 Tenets of Spiritism – How They Impact Your Daily Life. We are not alone. We are not cast off onto a strange planet and an uncertain future without support. We are watched over and subtlety pushed forward to finish our assigned trials.