Tour of the rehabilitation centres of Focus 27

[Gandalf]

Last night as I was dreaming, I became lucid and from there I ended up going through a series of experiences in what I can only describe as something akin to Monroe's/Moen's 'recovery centres' and other rehabilitation areas in Monroe's F27 (or the upper areas of Frank's Focus 3).

In the first 'tour', I awoke in what appeared to be a hospital ward, but this particular room was a small adjoining room next to the main wards, where people receive specialist care. Everything was a pristine white but had all the kind of equipment you associate with a modern hospital ward.

I found myself lying on a reclining white seat that was somehow integrated into the wall. I remember next to me was another young guy, maybe around early to mid 20s. In front of us was a 'nurse' of some kind, she was administering assistance and talking things over with the guy next to me and answering questions about what he was doing there.

She told me that this is a hospital where people sometimes come in order to overcome traumas that occurred to them during their physical lives and perhaps after traumatic deaths. The hospital was like any other, except it healed psychological traumas rather than physical ones. It also dealt with people who were afflicted with emotional distortions like greed, selfishness, paranoia etc. these characterstics were all viewed as ailments.. emotional ailments, which the hopsital could also help with as part of its duty of care.

The guy next to me had apparently just died. It was not entirely clear what had happened, but I had the impression of a sudden accident, perhaps a car accident or similar event, and the nurse was explaining to him what had happened. The guy was chatting away quite happily to the nurse and it turns out he was Irish. He and the nurse both chatted about the fortunes of the Irish rugby team in its recent tournaments and he made a few lighted hearted remarks concerning the national team. The nurse conversed with him quite readily on this and I had the impression that this was all about putting him at ease as much as possible.

This guy was aware of what had happened, especially now that the nurse had explained the situation to him and that he had 'passed over' as it were.

However at this point I suddenly felt a wave of compassion for him. Here he was: he had crossed over suddenly but he remained grounded in what was going on, and he chatted about the things that were interest to him such as the rugby etc, but it suddenly came to me how this guy would never be able to go home, never be able to go back to his parents, his girlfriend, his friends and so on.

At this moment I saw the other side of the coin as far as physical death is concerned: the part that people never seem to mention. Everyone is aware of the loved ones left behind and how traumatic it is for us when someone dies, but what is not talked about nearly as much is the emotional loss of the 'deceased' individual himself/herself - the deceased is equally cut off from the family and loved ones that they knew.. for if it is difficult for us to communicate with them, it is equally difficult for them to communicate with us. The veil comes down.

I had the impression that for this young guy, although he knew the score regarding what had happened to him, he had not yet realized the full implications, but that he would in time.

Yes, there are other things to occupy you on the other side and other loved ones who will look after you when you cross over,and new friends, but that does not lesson the pain of leaving others behind and the pain of not being able to communicate with them and to be with them.

I had never really considered the emotional implications of physical death from this other perspective before, ie from the emotional perspective of the deceased. I had always viewed it from the perspective of those left behind as I guess that is the default perspective we have. Maybe it is obvious to some but I found it quite an insight and it opened my eyes.

I didn't stick around in the ward after this. The next thing I was talking with the nurse about people who have lived traumatic lives and she was talking about those afflicted by war. The next thing I remember, I was in a jungle like environment and all hell was breaking loose! Grenades flying everywhere, people in uniforms gunning each other down etc..

It was unbelievable.. the next thing i know i was in a military style camp site, somewhere else in the jungle and I was sitting at a table outside and i was chatting to a couple of guys there. They appeared to oversee this place and it turns out again, that it was some kind of rehabilitation center. What i had just experienced was the kind of thing these people had lived through, both in the physical and also in related belief center areas afterwards.
They had now been rescued or had made their own way here and in this camp they slowly learned how to let go of their old military lifestyle and obsession with death, which for them had become overwhelming. In this environment, they were aware of what they were doing and that they were in a process of rehabilitation. They made friends with others here and generally tired to build relationships had were on a more positive basis.

I was just settling in to this place, which seemed like a scout camp for grown ups, when I transitioned somewhere else again.


This time, i was in some kind of casino leisure complex and this place was mega rich..everything gold and silver plated etc and totally garish. It was populated full of mega rich people strutting their stuff and generally showing off how rich they were. It seems that everyone was checking out each other to see who had the best threads on. I felt like a tramp by comparison!

I walked through a cordon which sectioned off a VIP area and this was full of even richer people, if such a thing is possible. I found the whole environment surreal. Normally i would view this as some kind of belief system territory and it certainly sounds like one, but again, I felt the distinct impression that this was another kind of rehabilitation center. That is, these people were aware of their issues but they spent time here trying to overcome them. From what i could see, they weren't having much success!
I don't know how things operated there but perhaps helpers were there and continually worked on them and helped them to achieve a more balanced state of mind.

At this point, my 'tour' came to an end and I awoke to make notes. Even then a lot of it slipped by and I have only got the general outline of things that happened, and only some of the things said in conversation; a lot of the conversations were very detailed so this lack of total recall is irritating. Very interesting experience all the same!

[Novice]

Wow -- wonderful and insightful experience Gandalf!

[Stookie]

That's awesome - very eye-opening.

I had never really considered the emotional implications of physical death from this other perspective before, ie from the emotional perspective of the deceased.

Rudolph Steiner wrote about this and offered exercises and ways in which we can help them from here in the physical. One way that he wrote a lot about was reading to the dead. He says that after a loved-one has passed over, it's good to read books about spiritual realities, keeping the deceased focused in your mind as you're reading. They recieve your thoughts and prayers and it helps them to move on.

[jub jub]

Wow -- wonderful and insightful experience Gandalf!

Ditto! Thanks for sharing. I hope to one day be able to make contact on one of the planes.