Alternative View on Alzheimer’s Disease.

The Problem.

There may be a more hopeful way to view dementia and Alzheimer’s disease. A different perspective comes from the study of Near-Death Experiences (NDEs), and in a way, neurological losses are in that same realm.

Both physical science and spiritual belief systems state that energy is never lost. So, what happens to the energy of a personality when brain cells begin to lose their function?

The great tragedy of suffering by the families of Alzheimer victims comes mainly from the conviction that such energy is lost forever. A growing body of knowledge from spiritual sources, and from NDE research, however, suggests that such energy, the personality complex, is simply transitioned to a different realm. If a grieving care-giver could find evidence for the survival of the soul, this would provide some of the much-needed relief to replace the angst of this terrible disease.

The Research.

In ground-breaking research by Michael Newton, PhD., he suggests that when a person dies, the soul enters a “gateway” area to begin orientation back into the spirit realms. It’s a big leap, but the cosmology behind this theory is that souls are eternal and a life on the material Earth plane is just a temporary learning experience. As believers often say: “I’m a spiritual being having a material experience.”

Regardless of the specific energy treatment received by the soul at the gateway to the spirit world, most all returning souls will continue on to some sort of healing station before rejoining their (soul) groups. All but the most advanced souls crossing back into the spirit world are met by benevolent spirits who make contact with their positive energy and escort needy souls to quiet recovery areas.

Destiny of Souls, Chapter 4, Recovery Areas for the Less Damaged Soul, by Michael Newman, Ph.D., page 90.

One of the most common settings of these gateway, or recovery, areas is a beautiful garden, as confirmed by NDE reports. In this instance, the soul is greeted by a spirit guide and again ushered on to their soul group companions. The guide in many cases is Jesus.

The Research.

In ground-breaking research by Michael Newton, PhD., he suggests that when a person dies, the soul enters a “gateway” area to begin orientation back into the spirit realms. It’s a big leap, but the cosmology behind this theory is that souls are eternal and a life on the material Earth plane is just a temporary learning experience. As believers often say: “I’m a spiritual being having a material experience.”

Regardless of the specific energy treatment received by the soul at the gateway to the spirit world, most all returning souls will continue on to some sort of healing station before rejoining their (soul) groups. All but the most advanced souls crossing back into the spirit world are met by benevolent spirits who make contact with their positive energy and escort needy souls to quiet recovery areas.

Destiny of Souls, Chapter 4, Recovery Areas for the Less Damaged Soul, by Michael Newman, Ph.D., page 90.

One of the most common settings of these gateway, or recovery, areas is a beautiful garden, as confirmed by NDE reports. In this instance, the soul is greeted by a spirit guide and again ushered on to their soul group companions. The guide in many cases is Jesus.

I went through a tunnel and arrived in a garden. I walked with a very beautiful man who gave me counsel. I looked at him in his essence and did not understand how such a beautiful, good, and intelligent person could be interested in me. He spoke to me, but I do not remember what he said. Perhaps his words are engraved in my soul. The curious thing is that he didn’t make me feel guilty. I had attempted suicide and he spoke to me as if I had made an unimportant mistake and he counseled me to do better. As I spoke to him, we walked along and soon he told me go and join with a group of people. Even though I didn’t want to leave him, I obeyed.

– Gloria G. NDE, Near-Death Experience Research Foundation.
https://www.nderf.org/Experiences/1gloria_g_nde.html.

The above quotation underscores another theme often found in the NDE: that what we consider sins on the Earth plane are ignored or forgiven in the spiritual realms. We are not judged. Rather we judge ourselves, and often much too harshly. Here we see how a troubled soul is unburdened of this self-guilt by the attending spirits.

I underwent what has been called the ‘life-review process,’ for I saw my life from beginning to end all at once. I participated in the real life dramas of my life, almost like a holographic image of my life going on before me: no sense of past, present or future, just now and the reality of my life. It wasn’t as though it started with birth and ran along to my life at the University of Moscow. It all appeared at once. There I was. This was my life. I didn’t experience any sense of guilt or remorse for things I’d done. I didn’t feel one way or another about my failures, faults or achievements. All I felt was my life for what it is. And I was content with that. I accepted my life for what it is.

https://www.nderf.org/Experiences/1george_rodonaia_nde.html

Guilt thoughts removed.

A big part of the life review is correcting self-recrimination.

Also, I had to see and feel all the hurtful things I had done (even the hurtful things I didn’t know I did). I had to feel the persons’ hurt I caused. But – you know how we are taught that we will stand before God and be judged one day. – God was not judging me. I was looking at my actions, with God at my side, loving me while I was judging myself – and believe me, no one can judge me any harsher than I already judge myself. It was like getting ‘caught’ by my parents when doing something wrong, only worse.

During the hurtful review, I was so ashamed and there was no hiding. My immediate thought, and I said it aloud, was, ‘I’m ready – I belong in Hell – I don’t deserve to go to Heaven!’ But it felt like He took hold of my arm as I was making my way to Hell and said ‘Wait a minute young lady, you get back here! You don’t understand and I’m going to explain this to you.’ He was asking me ‘What different choices could you have made? What are you learning from this?’ Not yelling at me and saying ‘How could you do that!?’ or, ‘You’re going to Hell!’ This was clearly not the punishing God I had been taught to believe in. The hardest part of this was realizing He had already forgiven me – I was having a very hard time forgiving myself.

He showed me how I couldn’t let His love in without, first, forgiving myself. Punishing myself didn’t make me better in His eyes, accepting His love was what He wanted from me. Once I was able to accept that God only loved, it was easier for me to openly and honestly look at my life. I wanted to learn as much as I could – I had so many questions. God loves me the way I love my children. Even when they do something wrong I still love them. I’m not happy with their actions but that doesn’t change my love for them. I hurt for them and – I make them take responsibility for their actions. There are no strings attached to God’s love.

https://www.nderf.org/Experiences/1mary_w_nde.html

So, what does all this have to do with Alzheimer’s?

It seems one of the biggest disconnects upon entering the spirit realm is the inability to comprehend how much God loves us. Too many people judge themselves severely, not appreciating the total forgiveness they receive in the afterlife. In that other realm, our mistakes are seen merely as learning experiences on the road to becoming more like Children of God.

In the transition zones of the spirit world, all these self-recriminations and the burdens of guilt are removed, restoring the soul to it’s rightful place.

Could it be that the loss of memory is actually a kind thing? Alzheimer’s patients are between worlds. Perhaps the erasing of the guilt, the self judgment is already beginning in these patients; starting to take place even before their transition. Possibly, in the removing of complexes of self-judgment, the recognition of family members becomes obscured as well.

Returning through the large room, I told the people I was going back to the earth, but they seemed to want me to stay with them. I obeyed the call, although it was very much against my desire, as such perfect peace and happiness prevailed there–no suffering and no sorrow. I was so taken up with all I saw and heard that I did hate very much to leave that beautiful place.

This has always been a source of comfort to me. I learned by this experience that we should not grieve too much for our departed loved ones, and especially at the time they leave us. I think we should be just as calm and quiet as possible, because, as I was leaving my mortal life, the only regret I had was that the folks were grieving so much for me. But I soon forgot all about this world in my delight with the other.

https://www.nderf.org/Experiences/1ella_j_nde.html

Conclusion.

One theory gleaned from the study of Near-Death Experiences is that the human consciousness of such a person is steeped in material-based beliefs, and in order to transition gracefully into the more liberating and powerful realms of the spirit world that the ego-centered belief system has to be gradually eclipsed and replaced by the spirit consciousness. This means that the person is actually between worlds, and there really is nothing to worry about: All the loving thoughts and gifts that that person generated on Earth are preserved and even glorified as he/she transitions to that bright land.

As a face book guru, Brandon Ray Jex, put it:

This is a very interesting theory and it could shed some light on the emotional side of things this particular topic brings on. We get so lost in the everyday belief that our physical, human mind is the only thing that makes us who we are, yet we forget there are other realms which our soul has the ability to engage.

This discussion, of course, is just one aspect of the problems encountered in wresting with Alzheimer’s disease, but it just may bring comfort to some of the care-givers.

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Near-Death Experiences and Health Status

Many people who have a near-death experience are not actually in any danger of death. Some NDEs occur as a result of meditation, depression, emotional trauma, or other non-life threatening events. The name “Near-Death Experience,” then does not always apply. Some recent changes add Spiritually Transformative Experiences to the mix.

Dreams, June 2020

Dreams: June, 2020

June 2.

I’m arranging photos to make a video for posting on YouTube.

I have several pictures but strip it down to just two.

At least one of them is about Trump.

June 4.

I’m bending down to look under the outer boards of an old, broken-down barn or something. I see an old pair of my shoes in there, but I’m afraid to grab them because there may be vermin of some kind in there. Instead, I touch the shoes with a stick, and realized there’s no mice or anything around. I reach in a little deeper to see the inside of the barn. I a cat’s tail and some feet. I realize it’s a mother cat and two kittens, partially hidden by a paper bag. I feel so sorry for them, getting the feeling they are starving. I see the mother cat working an old piece of tar off the floor, just to have something to chew on. I weep for them.

I see two women. One is wearing a red dress and the other yellow dress. The two women look like the same person, but when one holds her arms out I see there’s just straw under the dress, not a real person. The other woman does the same, but she is real flesh and blood.

June 5.

I’m at a small-scale UFO conference. I want to leave for a moment to get lunch. As I walk out the door I see there’s a huge overflow crowd, a semi-circle of chairs listening to the conference on loudspeakers.

I go to a Chinese restaurant for lunch. They serve a huge plate of food that I am just picking at. I leave and go back to the outer conference area. I’m surprised to find my son in the audience. I feel a sense of wonder that he’s there.
“I didn’t know you were interested in this stuff!”
I tell him I have a huge plate of Chinese food if he wants it.
Instead he asks me to pick up his lunch order.
I go out to pick up his lunch and find myself in a big city, like New York City.
I have to get back to the conference. It seems I left my phone in my hotel room.
I cannot find my way back to the hotel. Maybe I could use Uber to drive me there.

I could just tell them the hotel name, but again remember I have no phone.

I get a feeling I simply have to spend the time I need to get back even if my son and the conference is waiting for me.

June 6.

There are two girls behind me on a crowded bus, chatting happily. Later one of them starts crying because her friend was sent back to Germany.

A car stops in from of me near my driveway. I get out and go into my garage. It’s a different house from mine. I see two different cars in the garage they are not mine nor my wife’s. Suddenly I realize I am dreaming, that this cannot be real.

June 7.

A man is trying to get his bond or contract re-instated. It seems there are three ways to do this. I feel for some reason he chooses the most difficult method. Not sure what the bond is or what the three processes are.

June 8.


Visiting a small town in suburbia. It seems like there is some kind of religious conference. John H. from my spiritual study group is there, and it feels like his name should be “John the Evangelist” or maybe John the Baptist, as he’s spreading the word across this area.
Now I am before some kind of council. They ask something like “How many acts of soul-saving have you performed recently?” I give a number for the week and say there were two today. One on the council probes further: “Even today while you were traveling?” I answer “Yes” because I spoke to two people at the last meeting.

As I tour the area I’m taking photographs of interesting things, like a truck with a sign that read (paraphrasing) “Built solid to stay strong.” The truck however is all dilapidated with flat tires, so the picture is ironic and funny. As I roam around I see C, my wife. She’s all in white garb and looking wonderful.

I go into a restaurant and a Chinese man is serving and he is wearing wolf-head like mask on the top of his head. I greet him with “Hello, Mr. Wolf!” It’s the second time I’ve been served a meal with the waiter wearing such a mask.

I see very tiny ants on a wall. I see larger ants eating the tiny ants. There’s a lady bug eating the tiny ones too. As I look closer I see the lady bug has a huge tongue and is licking up the ants.

(Note: For me this is often a sign of fighting a bug or infection. It may also be dietary advice.)

June 9.

Hypnagogic state: Idea to write little passages: “Little Lessons on Enlightenment.”

June 14, 2020.

A frisky, low-IQ fellow I used to work with has taken the deposit slips from my checkbook. I know you can sometimes use them to transform to a check, so I want them back. He’s elusive, though, and won’t give them to me.
We’re in a grade-school setting and he is a teacher.
I pull him aside and explain that it’s important to me and he finally gives them back.

I see a pen-pal friend of mine, a young woman. She is sitting on a bench as in school gym seating. The looks OK but is wincing in pain from a stomach ache. I wake up with a stomach ache myself.

16 June.

I’m in a room with CP, my ukulele teacher. We have events going on but she indicates I have time to visit a show in the next room. It’s a Chinese event. They have all sorts of things for sale and for show, but much of the merchandise is cheap, like paper products. I see a table with harmonicas on it, which looks interesting. I see tables full of sweets and junk food, like cupcakes and buns. One display has slices of apple pie, which I feel is a bit more wholesome, since it has real fruit in it. The case, however, seems to be the target of flies and I see a dead honeybee in the slice of pie.

I suspect this is dietary advice; too much sweets.

18 June.

I’m talking with some people in a work environment.
They are discussing elevators.

I tell them I once worked for Otic Elevator Company when I lived in New York.
I relate how one of the engineers was explaining how a “governor” works; if there is a failure of any kind, the spinning of the governor will grab the cable and prevent the cabin from falling down the shaft.

25 June

I’m in a bar in what seems like a foreign land. My family is with me in another room, seated at a dinner table. The host wants to do some tests before he serves me. I see he has swabs an medicines as if for a virus test. He seems young; acts like a doctor, but I suspect he’s too young, just pretending. He hands me something which I figure are pills, but when I look at them they are like tiny dice. It turns out they are acrylic advertising tokens or something. Either glass with engraving or acrylic. One drops on the floor. As I go to pick it up, I see all kinds of stones and thing that I collect as they might be valuable.

26 June

I’m in a prison with other inmates. It’s an odd arrangement on a hill side which seems both indoors and outdoors at the same time. I feel I can leave any time, but I have no shoes. My brother Joe once lived there and I am looking for a pair of his shoes so I can walk out. I find several shoes but none that match. Other inmates try to help, but I don’t think they have my interests in mind. It seems the more I look the fewer shoes I find. I’m thinking maybe I’ll just walk out in my socks.

I’m working on one of the wands I make for a hobby. This one is a dragon wand. I feel I should put three stones in the lower jawline in a triangle, with one at the tip. Or perhaps place the one at the tip on the upper jaw, like a small horn.

30 June, 2020.

I’m outside a house. It seems to be my childhood home on 4th Street, yet it feels like my brother Joe lives there. There are many children trapped in the basement. The usual staircase to the basement is blocked by stacks of files and boxes. Then I think I can get food to the children by going around to the window into the basement.

A Moment of Enlightenment

When a moment of enlightenment dawns . . . You feel like you’re in love, and there’s not even a person involved. You love everything. Not just the trees and the birds and the sunsets, but the the gravel in the road, the drug commercial on TV, and the carcass of a dead squirrel. It’s all God. It’s all connected to you. It’s all beautiful and filled with peace. You feel the serenity and all you want to do is sing along with it.