Robert Monroe wrote many books about OOBE’s (Out of Body Experiences.) “Journeys Out Of The Body,” was published in 1971 and I read it about 15 years later. It fascinated me from the first page and I couldn’t put the book down. Robert Monroe was a very talented astral traveler and wrote about his experiences while out of his body. In 1995, Robert left on the ultimate OOBE, when he left his  body and “cut the cord.” Read the rest of this entry →

Over the past year, I’ve “lost” a few friends to the experience we know as “death.” “Death” and “Dying” are both illusions that we’ve mostly all bought in to. “Death” is not real. No one has ever “died,” and no one ever will “die.” I feel no sadness for those friends and loved ones who have “died.” I celebrate them on their continued adventure. Any sadness I feel is for we who are “left behind,” and will miss being able to hug them. I know we’ll be together again one day. My late wife, Darlyne, has returned on a number of occasions to let me know she’s still around. If you haven’t read it so far, please read the “Afterword,” on this website.

There is one incident that happened after publishing the “Afterword” to our book that I wish I could have included. One afternoon, there was a loud crack of lightning and the deafening clap of thunder. It was so close to our home, it could feel its vibration. It was the only thunder that I heard that day. A day later, while out in our backyard, I noticed what appeared to be a puddle of gray mud near our pump-house. I wondered why my wife, Catherine, had left the mud there. Was she doing some planting, and had she neglected to clean up afterwards? I found out later that she was wondering the same about me. A few days after that both of us were looking for the plastic wheelbarrow. It had somehow disappeared.

Then it dawned on me. That “puddle of gray mud” was, in fact, what remained of the wheelbarrow. That wheelbarrow had been Darlyne’s. She gardened a lot and she loved that wheelbarrow! It was a sturdy plastic, with two wheels instead of one. And so I broke out laughing when I realized the truth of what had happened. The impossible had taken place! That bolt of lightning had melted the wheelbarrow where it stood, and I KNEW it was Darlyne who had done it. The wheelbarrow was plastic and, of course, could not/would not, attract lightning or conduct electricity. It was also surrounded by tall structures and very tall trees that are much better targets for lightning. Darlyne had zapped her wheelbarrow, while undoubtedly saying, “Hey, look what I can do! And, by the way, that’s MY wheelbarrow!” I can hear her giggling right now.

And, so once again, further proof: Darlyne didn’t die. She just left her body and is free. She’s flitting around the Universe, zapping things with lightning and showering us all with love, as she always did while she was in her body. Yes, that IS your wheelbarrow. I love you, so very much.

By the way, if you haven’t already, please take a look at our book, “Triumph,” and consider purchasing a copy. I’ve given copies to many friends and ALL OF THEM have loved it and have received great value from it. It’s a beautiful book, written in great courage and much love by Darlyne during the last year of her bodily stay here on planet earth. Please check it out. You’ll be glad you did.

With love and light. . . . .