Transitions: Death Processes & Beyond of 11 Entities: Death Processes & Beyond of 11 Entities - Softcover

Priest Ph.D, Verling Chako

Softcover

ISBN 10: 1490758364 ISBN 13: 9781490758367

Verlag: Trafford, 2015

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Verling Chako Priest, Ph.D. has channeled an extraordinary book. Eleven Entities who reside in Heaven come forth and tell their death processes and entrance into Heaven. Their deaths are varied from suicide, a broken neck, getting entangled in bramble-like scrub in the Outback of Australia and dying from dehydration, kicked in the head by a steer, being caught in an avalanche, and more. The death experience does not always involve a tunnel. Some of the Entities just become aware that a man is with them (Angel) guiding them to a Care Center where they are healed after sleeping a few days to a few weeks. Another constant is each individual reviews his life on a huge screen. Many others are viewing their lives, but they are unable to hear or see the other lives on those screens. This book will trade old beliefs for new ones--the pearly gates and gold roads are an illusion. You do not need to eat or drink; that is your choice as you evolve. Souls reincarnate when they choose. One of our subjects has resided in Heaven since the 1800's. (However, if they do not make a move for soul growth, the Over-soul will nudge them back to Earth for another round.) Transitions, Death Processes and Beyond of 11 Entities is a book for all ages. It definitely is a page-turner!

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Death Processes & Beyond of 11 Entities Book 13

By VERLING CHAKO PRIEST

Trafford Publishing

Copyright © 2015 Verling Chako Priest, Ph.D.
All rights reserved.

ISBN: 978-1-4907-5836-7

Contents

Dedication, vii, 
Foreword, ix, 
Introduction, xi, 
1 Rich-Man, 1, 
2 Poor-Man, 13, 
3 Beggar-Man, 28, 
4 Thief-Man, 39, 
5 Doctor-Man, 52, 
6 Lawyer-Man, 68, 
7 Merchant-Man, 81, 
8 Chief-Man, 96, 
9 Clergy-Man, 108, 
10 Military Man, 120, 
11 Ascended Master-Man -Sananda, 137, 
Epilogue, 151, 
Appendix – God's Children, 153, 
Acknowledgments, 161, 
List of Previous Books, 163, 
Readers' Notes, 165, 
About the Author, 167, 

CHAPTER 1

RICH-MAN

02-27-15 Friday, 7:50 AM.

Good morning, precious one; all ready to bring in your first chapter? Yes, I am.

I am Sananda. The Being who will be coming forth bears the code of Rich-man. He has been told not to speak any names because of legal issues that could arise from people who knew him, or from relatives of the past. Anonymity must be kept at all times. He will be able to speak as long as you wish without his energy fading out. So I will step back and let him come forward. Thank you.

Good morning; I am very honored to be allowed into your force-field in order to bring you descriptions of my death. Thank you and greetings to you. You have been told that your code name will be Rich-man, simply because we are using the nursery rhyme depicting the different categories souls may use for their life's lessons.

That is fine with me. I wish to back up a bit and say that my body was ravaged with the disease that is called multiple sclerosis (MS). I was totally incapacitated. But I was fortunate in the fact that I had the funds to hire the best help and could easily afford it.

When the time came for my passing, I was in hospice care. I had not eaten for a couple of days. My body felt so tired and I was cold. I had relatives around me, and I was allowed to say goodbye to my favorite pet—a beautiful little dog who liked to cuddle with me. So they brought her in and we had our last cuddle. Then they took her away for sanitation purposes.

I laid there and thought of many things over my lifetime. I was not all that old—65 years old. But I had had a full life. I had traveled a great deal. I thought of all my different journeys; I thought of my family. I thought of those people I liked and did not like. When one is in the business world, one meets a myriad of people.

So I lay there and kind of just dozed, thinking of my many years' experiences. I was not into the metaphysical world, so I did not know all those terms that you know. Then I just kind of slipped out of my body. In fact it rather astonished me because one minute I am lying in my bed and the next I am out of bed and standing looking down at my body that is still in bed! I also observed all the people who had gathered around me moaning, crying, and grieving.

I did not stay there very long. You may find this unusual, but I still carried my emotions. You see, I knew I was going to die; then I knew that I was dead. And then to have all these people crying ... It was depressing. I wanted to just leave. And of course, as soon as I thought that, it happened.

The next thing I knew I was sort of zooming off—similar, I suppose, to a rocket ship, except there was no ship! All of a sudden you are just moving at a tremendous speed. I saw no tunnel. There was no darkness. There was just ... I don't even have the word to explain it. It was like I was floating up in the sky, except I wasn't floating; I was traveling at a tremendous speed.

The next thing I noted was there were Angels by my side. I heard: You can stand up now. And of course this was the first time I had been able to stand up by myself for years because of my MS disease. So I stood up and was absolutely delighted that I was able to move again. I started walking and then just to see if I could, I started running and flapping my arms, almost like a child does. I was in such joy.

The Angels caught up with me and exclaimed, whoa, slow down, good sir; slow down. I replied, where am I? They said, don't you know? I replied, I am not sure. The Bible says when you are in Heaven, there are pearly gates and St. Peter. Are any of you St. Peter? They sort of smiled and said, no, we are Angels. So I said, where are the pearly gates and all of that? They then said, in your imagination. What you think you will see.

So I said to myself, all right let's see some pearly gates! And lo and behold, I was standing in front of some pearly gates. They were very beautiful and just enormous. I said to the Angels who were still with me, are these real? They said, well you just manifested them from your thoughts, so they are real; but you can just kind of dissolve them too, if you wish. I replied, why would I want to do that? They answered, because they are not needed. This is just a belief that has manifested because of your thought. I replied, oh, OK, I will just believe and un-manifest them. And the gates just disappeared.

The Angels slowly guided me into what is called Heaven. There are beautiful buildings. I did not know which one to go to first. An Angel said, why don't we go to the Care Center, for there are still parts of your body that need to be healed.

You see, in order to return to another life ... Do you believe in reincarnation? I replied, well, I guess I do, but I am not sure. They said, well, you will be retrained. We assure you that when you leave, you will believe in reincarnation. Anyway, as we were saying ... They just talked to me like a next door neighbor.

Your dead body is still lying there in the hospice bed and will be taken to the mortuary and be cremated per your wishes. But you are in what we call your etheric body, and it is an exact replica of the body you had. But you still carry in your memory banks the pictures from the cells of your former body. Those cells are ill, so you will need to undergo a time where you will be peacefully asleep so that the healers can heal your body. We do it with crystals, different sounds, and Lights. It is a very pleasing experience, and you will come out feeling even better than you do now.

Therefore, they led me to this awesome building; it was huge. But strangely, it had no ceiling to it—no top. There was an entrance. The building had different floors, I guess you would call them—and you would step into an elevator and be whisked up to a certain floor. At that level there were other Angels who greeted you. They wore different colors. They did not flap around in their wings. They wore colored robes simply because they were more comfortable to wear, whether man, woman, or Angel. You did not have to wear a dress, or you did not have to wear trousers. You wore just a simple robe of pleasing colors. Some of the healers wore jewels because they held a certain energy that healed. Some wore gold rings or necklaces and used the properties from them to heal.

There were just beautiful crystals—huge amethysts—standing on the floor, all emitting healing energies—huge, huge stones. I remembered being taken to my little section. I laid down and these soothing sounds like music started wafting over me. I just fell into a deep sleep. I felt no fear. Actually, I was never...

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• Verlag: Trafford
• Erscheinungsdatum: 2015
• Sprache: Englisch
• ISBN 10: 1490758364
• ISBN 13: 9781490758367
• Einband: Taschenbuch
• Anzahl der Seiten: 188
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