Edgar Cayce appears in meditation this morning, walking in as if he hadn’t a care in the world. He sits down next to me and for a few minutes I become lost in the energy of his sweet, gentle eyes, before pulling myself together in order to conduct this interview.
His voice, curiously mesmerizing in its own gentleness, captures my attention as he says, “There is no such thing as death.”
“Life and death are quite simply trading one existence for another. There is no death. There is only life on either side. Life as a spiritual entity is a simple existence, while life as a human can seem demanding because the emotions and needs of the body drive the life, often causing one’s fall into the traps of desire that demand to be fulfilled. When one exits the human life there is not a single thought for these same desires. Nor are there thoughts for the possessions left behind, for once you are bathed again in spirit, spirit is all there is.”
An image is projected of his death. There were five guides waiting for him, five thoroughly brilliant-light guides who gloriously reunited with Edgar as he easily slipped back into the state where breath no longer worries.
I ask if he will further speak about this process called death.
With great thoughtfulness he answers, “When the moment of death arrives, one is drawn back into one’s spirit instantly, for these spiritual ties are ties that bind and cannot be broken.
“The freedom of death is difficult for many to imagine and embrace, but this same freedom is what so many facing death become acquainted with. When death comes close enough the desire for this freedom helps one to accept their demise.
Suddenly Edgar’s eyes fill with a bright light, yet a touch of human sadness is discernable in them, so I ask him about that. He says that as a human he was always aware that he was not what many would consider a model male. To begin with he did not fit in easily. Neither was he given the desire of possessions, so the drive to build a fortune was not present and he felt his family paid the price.
“The worldly pursuits left me cold because I was going to fight for what? To own more in order to have more to worry and carry about? That never interested me. I had to be of service. The presence of god in my life was so strong; it fueled the desire to retreat with him rather than to charge into life with gusto. I desired the quiet of god rather than the noise of a life of gain. Life is transient at best and what do we take with us at the end?”
He is silent for a touch and then says, “Noise wore me down. Too many people make too much noise in their quest to fill their desires and when they do manage, are they satisfied? And the noise of those clamoring for easier lives…is life ever easy? Yes, I loved the silence of god and his communion.”
Edgars switches subjects and says, “The bonds of Earth are strong and not easily relinquished because the human fears death, therefore rejects it, desiring to cling to life instead. But there is a god.”
He smiles the most beautifully ethereal smile that I literally melt into as he repeats, “There is a god. That is the only message that counts. There is a god,” he says again musingly.
“Do you wish to define god,” I ask?
“Imagine the beauty of pure love and multiply it by the greatest amount and you will be somewhat close. The beauty of spirit resides in love and only love, the most brilliant love you can imagine. The acceptance into this love when crossing over is another piece of the desired freedom when facing death. Struggles are left behind in the body because upon entering spirit, the struggles cannot exist.”
“Turning your life over to god is a fruitful way of life. Desire peace because the struggles of the human are numerous, many of them stemming from desires that wage war within. Desire peace. Do not war with the self because it simply creates too much tension. Think peace.”
“Think about god, because in the act of thinking is awareness. That is all you have to do-think about god. Think about god’s pure essence, for it can only bring peace founded in love. Acceptance, rather than war, is the best recipe for life.”
“Sharing and service were two of my favorites words and actions, because they are the words of true spirit,” Edgar adds. “Whatever I could share, and whatever I could do to be of service were two things I learned from my mother.”
I mention all the different visions and versions of god that people have. He laughs and says, “Yes, and every one of them blessed. There is no right or wrong when it comes to god, for god is all encompassing. Human lives are given as puzzles and mazes. Once born, the quest begins to reach the center in order to find the way back home. God gave all the versions of himself for purposes too numerous to count.”
His speaking reminds me that life here on Earth is a jungle and this is simply another piece of that jungle…trying to find our way either in or out while always seeking. There are so few who are truly happy and peaceful on Earth, yes?
Edgar says it is not a planet of peace; therefore why expect it?
I laugh and say that is the cosmic joke about life on Earth, so many of us desiring peace, both inside and out.
Edgar says that relates to acceptance, accepting the given life and finding peace within its parameters. “Excising tension is the greatest recipe for health and life itself. The more bonds one has, the greater the tension. Acceptance equals fewer bonds (desires), which equals lesser tension, which equals greater health.”
“You were all about health, weren’t you?”
“I was about balance,” he says, “balance promotes peace, which allows the body to relax, which in turn promotes health. Peace and tension cannot live in the same house. Life should be about letting go of tension rather than adding to it. Those are the words I tried to live by.”
“May I ask you about hell and people’s perceived interpretations of it?”
Edgar’s eyes change, offering an even greater depth as he says, “There is no hell. There is only consciousness that one returns to upon death. Within this consciousness is a hierarchy of spirit that receives people as they cross over. There is only beauty of spirit as one returns to the magnificence of one’s spiritual wholeness. One would understand that a human life is just that, a human inhabited by spirit. Upon death, the human component is discarded as one returns to spirit where wholeness is once again embraced. If we follow this line of thought we will question how someone crossing over might be thrown into a hell or for that matter chastised for what was done in the human life? Spirit understands that the human is a foray into the unknown, but only for the human, for spirit knows and directs the foray.
“Life is a play in progress with spirit as its director. So who is going to be thrown into a hell for doing what they were directed to do? Spirit has complete understanding, while man on earth struggles with perceived ideas and beliefs.”
“Hell is simply a ploy to control others,” he adds.
“Could there be a version of hell for those who believe in it? “
He answers, “There is only love and higher consciousness in crossing over, so the spirit when returned to the whole is not going to require a hell. The human’s childish beliefs are forgotten when returning to higher consciousness because spirit is fully embraced. Never is the human punished. A return to God is a return to love.”