Novel

Novel was a spirit speaking through a medium who had known him during life on Earth. He died at twenty-four and remained strongly attached to material life. After death, his suffering came from the painful separation, the awakening of conscience, shame, and the sense of eternity.

The medium’s hand begins writing...

NovelI'm going to tell you what I went through in dying.

NovelMy spirit was held to my body by the bonds of material life, and it had great difficulty getting free.

NovelThat was my first and very severe suffering.

NovelThe physical life I left at twenty-four was still so strong in me that I had no idea I'd been taken out of it.

NovelI searched around for my body, and I was astonished and frightened to find myself lost in the middle of a crowd of shadows.

NovelAt last I was suddenly struck by the awareness of my condition, and by the memory of the wrongs I'd done in all my lives.

NovelA merciless light lit up the deepest places of my soul, and feeling myself naked, I was seized with overwhelming shame.

NovelI tried to escape this misery by fixing my attention on the things around me, things that were new and yet somehow familiar.

NovelRadiant spirits, floating through the spiritual air, showed me a happiness I could not reach.

NovelDark and terrible forms, some sunk in gloomy despair, others mocking or furious, moved around me and around the Earth I was still attached to.

NovelI saw the movements of people in the world, and I envied their ignorance of the other life they're connected to without knowing it.

NovelA whole order of sensations, unknown, or rather recovered, suddenly rushed over me.

NovelDriven by an irresistible force, trying to flee the tortures attacking me, I rushed forward wildly, not caring about the elements or any physical obstacles.

NovelNeither the beauty of nature nor the splendors of the heavenly regions could calm, for even a moment, the torments of my conscience and the terror caused by the revelation of eternity.

NovelA mortal person may form some idea of physical torture from the shuddering of the flesh.

NovelBut your fragile sorrows, softened by hope, eased by the events of life on Earth, and ended by forgetfulness, can't give even the faintest idea of the anguish of a soul that suffers without stopping, without hope, without repentance.

NovelI remained that way for a length of time I can't measure.

NovelI envied the happy spirits whose splendor I sometimes glimpsed.

NovelI hated the evil spirits who chased me with their mockery.

NovelI despised the moral filth I saw in human beings.

NovelI passed from the deepest collapse into mad rebellion.

NovelAt last, you called me.

NovelAnd for the first time, a feeling of gentleness and tenderness calmed my suffering.

NovelI listened to the teachings your guides gave you.

NovelMy eyes opened to the truth.

NovelI prayed, and God heard me.

NovelHe has now revealed Himself to me through His mercy, just as before He had revealed Himself to me through His justice.