The Afterlife

In A Journey to The Afterlife: Now you know what will happen, Stephen Chong, M.Ed., shares messages received beyond the veil about the concept of death. Included below is chapter 8, reprinted with permission The book is a guide to the hereafter and what awaits us after we die – all based on our actions in this life and their consequences, according to the Laws of Heaven & Earth. Through the eyes of the main character, Athar, I (the writer) was taken to many levels in heaven's realm. It was akin to a 'scenic-railway tour' of the afterlife, where one can experience heaven's many 'levels' and 'houses' BEFORE you get there. A beautifully written novel replete with spiritual knowledge shared by "Athar" provides a concise understanding of what happens in the afterlife. It will expand your consciousness to ask questions and to question your current BS ( belief system) regarding the afterlife. Chong is not describing a Near- Death-Experience, which is an accurate description of limited perspective by those who have had an experience. ‘The Afterlife’ is written through the medium of the story – this is a great enabler. It enables the reader to experience the revelation of their truth at a metaphysical or mystical level. It is for the reader to determine as truth, folly, or fiction because it is theirexperience. With ‘The Afterlife,’ Chong is not trying to convince anybody of my beliefs. He merely makes an offering of its potential. To direct those with ‘ears that hear and open hearts’ to find answers. The reader will deeply experience their truth. Vintage blank paper scroll isolated on white background with copy space We talk about The Laws of Heaven and Earth The Afterlife Forgiveness Purgatory - self-reflection The Healing Arena The Nether Regions The Abode of Reunion The Hall of Children The blue mist Cause and effect during life determine where you land. Excerpt from Chapter 8Reprinted with permission The Afterlife, a journey toExcerpt from Chapter 8 – The Planning We passed a room, much like a library or classroom, where many students were under instruction from a master amidst a lesson of learning. Then, yet another large room containing many couches, similar to those previously described, held safe and secured many little souls in repose. It could be seenthat many advanced beings were in close attendance to care for each sleeping form. I could barely contain my wonder as a myriad of questions tumbled to the fore and sought answers each before the other.“Come,” said Atticus, before I could find a proper voice. “There is someone I would like you to meet.”Moving further into the building’s hallways, awaiting our attendance, was the most beautiful being I believe I had ever encountered. Atticus, it is good to see you, my old friend. I have heard much of thedominion of your love and good works.” Her dulcet voice resonated in sweet cascade, then stopped as she cast her welcoming gaze upon me. It was as if I was showered in love by raindrops from the well of heaven. I did well to hold to my proper sensibilities but could find no words in proper greeting.