Fear of dying as a ghost after my energy level drops to an all time low.
Patrick John was now spending more and more of his waking hours in the company of the living, learning to crawl, walk and talk. It was the first time that he exhibited fear however, that I knew with certainty that it was time for me to move on. Babies arrive here without fear but since most humans live and breathe it, the child is quickly infected. Remembering my own fears as a child I was determined never to scare my grandson. With one final kiss to his upturned face, and using my newly learned ghost technology, I exited from his life forever. Oh I would be around of course, but never again would he see me or even know that I existed. I had learned much from my grandson’s tutoring and now understood such things as how to appear and disappear at will, how to cross oceans and continents in a nanosecond and even visit other planets and universes.
Since everything seemed to be going smoothly with my sons, and knowing better than to intervene, unless my actions were easily explained using the five senses that humans had so far developed, I turned my thoughts heavenward. No, I’m not talking about the sky and planets occupied by HIBS (Highly Evolved Beings), rather it was that spiritual land from which we all come and eventually return as we await the next cycle in our evolution. Patrick John had told me that my wife (late of this planet) had been trying to contact me, but being unlearned at the time I had no means of knowing it. Consequently, I was to spend the next three days engaged in conversation with family and friends, relating my experiences and catching up on the latest news. Patrick John I learned had been one of the brightest spirits in heaven before coming here, and big things were expected of him though none of them were privy to his future life. I decided not to tell them of my knowledge of having to save him from drowning at age twelve.
At the end of three days things were becoming blurry and I was having trouble understanding, so we reluctantly parted ways. My energy level was at it’s lowest level since I had stopped living and for a moment I panicked, not knowing what to do. It was then that I heard clearly the words of Patrick John when he explained what to do in such a situation. In a matter of seconds I had made the necessary adjustments and could feel my energy returning. I breathed a sigh of relief but I was still shaking with fear for no one had as yet figured out what happens when a ghost dies! It is all a great mystery.
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