The World of Illusion
” Higher and higher we travel,
Farther away from the Earth,
Leaving the world of illusion
So what is this world of illusion? How can you as solid beings be illusory, be phantoms?
Imagine that you are players taking part in a drama. The play consists of many acts, some sad, some funny, some tragic, and some a mixture of many different emotions. But though you may feel your part in the play is un-scripted, that events are taking place in a random fashion, I tell you that they are not. There is a script, but at this time you are not privy to the script. You are acting out dramas, you are learning from your mistakes, you are falling in love, you are crying at the loss of a loved one.
Life is a very wonderful gift, it is a very special gift. It’s like my handing you a present, beautifully wrapped and saying “this is a wonderful gift”. Until you open the present, until you make the effort to undo the ribbons and pull back the paper, you cannot see what the gift is, you cannot appreciate it. You have to put a bit of effort in.
All very mundane stuff I expect you are thinking. “Heard it all before”. But a good story is worthy of retelling, and if the story is true it is even more worthy of re-telling. Like the players in the drama, once the performance has concluded the play is no more, it is gone, your parts in it have finished.
The play was just a phantom, an illusion. For some of you there will be other plays and other parts, for others there will not. For some, future lessons will be more tragic and for others, more wonderful.
Can you accept the feelings of upliftment, of pleasure, that sense of being spiritually enhanced that you feel when you have been to a church for a service, or a theatre to see a play, a concert hall for a recital, or a walk in the country, or any other activity that gives you pleasure. It’s the positive parts that you will keep to one side once the play has finished and you have returned home. “And where is home”, “if it is not here then where is it?” “Is it a wonderful fairy land?” “Is it castles in the sky?”
I am voicing the questions that man has asked for countless generations. “If this is not all there is, then what else is there?” This is where your knowledge and your faith play an important role. It is a realisation that you are other than just an actor in a play. It’s a realisation that once the play is finished, you will be leaving the theatre and going home. It’s the realisation that there is more to you than the person that others may see. It’s the certainty of knowing that sooner or later, you’ll meet again with your loved ones.
Others, and there are many others would de-cry this, ask for proof, “where is this other world?” “Where is my wife who has gone ahead?” “Where is my son who has passed?” “Where is the one who I have loved?”
But those that accept that they are spirit, that there is more to them than meets the eye, accept that as they are spirit then so are those gathered around them. Accept that spirit cannot die, it is as everlasting as the universe.
God never created you as a whim, an amusement. You are part of the one God, as are your loved ones, and as are future generations.
When you return after the play has finished, it will be like coalescence, a re-uniting.
What proof do you really need?
If you who have the understanding to realise you are spirit, what more proof can you need?
It is up to you friends to enlighten those who feel that once “the play” has finished, then it is truly over. All good things are worthy of sharing, of passing on. There is absolutely no doubt that you will be re-united with those that have passed before. There is absolutely no doubt of that. Love is the most strongest bond imaginable, not the transient love but the spiritual love, the spiritual love that bequested you life, bequested the creation. That love that is many many times stronger than your strongest steel rope, it can not be broken. It ties us all together.
Do not weep at the passing of a loved one. How can they have passed? They may be out of your material vision, they may have left your immediate circle, but where have they passed to?
They have gone back home, for them their part in life’s drama has finished. Take heart in the knowledge that they will be there to greet you. It is not a sop, it is no panacea, this is the truth. Those of you with the eyes to see will know it to be the truth.
My words to you this evening, are my “wondrous gift” to you. Take the time and the trouble to unwrap and to consider them.
God bless you all.
08/03/95 – Peter