Love After Life

Yesterday, in our Love After Life group, we were supporting one of our members who was having a hard time feeling like their partner was still with them.  All of a sudden, Irene wants us to go to the Sonic and get a cheeseburger - she's very excited about it, but first she wants me to walk the dogs in the back yard. Normally we only get Sonic cheeseburgers on anniversaries and special occasions.  I usually don't go in the back with the dogs because it's a long walk and one of them is a little lame, but Irene is all excited and her mood is infectious so I get excited. I carry Marley to the back and let them do their business. Amazing how excited and happy a dog gets when he can pee and poop in a new area. Anyway, we get done and I get in the truck to head to the Sonic. I normally don't go anywhere on weekends, but we're both excited for some reason and I start it up and turn on the radio. Literally, the first words I hear from the radio - and it's not ...

Yesterday I sat down to eat and watch something light, so we continued watching "Supergirl" on Netflix.  When I sat down I remembered the shows where recently Irene has been giving me multiple confirmations on my "Simulation Hypothesis" views, about how this is a matrix or dream-like experience we "program" to enter and live in for a while for various reasons.  I said to her "I don't think you're going to be able to do another simulation theory confirmation with this show, babe." The show has never had anything remotely like "simulation theory" in it.  Or even any dream-oriented material. Sure enough, though the show begins with Supergirl in a highly realistic simulated reality/dream state (put there by some alien plant attached to her). She's living out her perfect fantasy world, back on Krypton with her family there. I was amazed not only at that confirmation, but that I had said what I said to her just before starting the...

The past couple of days I've adhered to a new daily pattern that is the result of thinking about what I'd actually do once in the afterlife with Irene, and then adhering to a pattern of behavior now that includes those things or the closest approximation.  I realized that more and more of my daily, habitual patterns had become more about "waiting" to cross over, and that didn't seem to me to be a very positive subconscious pattern to fall into.  It doesn't involve anything drastic, just cutting back on certain enjoyments and activities I was engaging in beyond their "fulfillment" factor and adding in or increasing other activities that matched the idea of my afterlife desires.  So far, I feel even better and enjoy the new routine. Whether or not anything more comes of it will be something to keep an eye on, because I did this to deliberately more closely match my Earth pattern and vibration to what I want my afterlife to be like. So, I spend more t...

Yesterday I got five confirmations from Irene (two after I made my last edit to that post).  I had told her that I would like some pretty serious confirmations on what we were talking about, because it represented a major addition to my understanding of what we she and I are doing When I was talking with Irene about different scales of the amnesia experience, I wasn't using the word "experience" - I was using the word "game," - "the amnesia game." I changed the word for the post in order not to give others the idea I was thinking of all of this flippantly or superficially. I consider it a very important aspect of the development and maintenance of a long-term afterlife experience, and also a very important, even defining aspect of an Earth experience.  "Mini-game" was a phrase I used to describe different short-term amnesia experiences so that we could give each other the temporary re-experience of meeting each other as if for the first t...

Irene crossed over one year ago today. I woke up this morning and said to her, "Good morning and happy anniversary!"  We talked about how much had happened, how much we had achieved in one year of our transdimensional relationship.  Who would have believed our love would be even deeper and the vision of our future together so thrilling?  Who would have thought that such a relationship could be so much fun, without even any class-A fully-experiential interaction?  Who would have even thought a fraction of this was possible? Our love not only survived her death - it has thrived!  We conquered grief, pain, longing and sorrow and fashioned a wonderful new aspect of our eternal romance.  In many ways, it has set us both free to turn our minds to the unlimited potential of the creative power of our twin-flame, soul-mate relationship, collaborating intimately on manifesting all our desires, dreams and delights without the apparent restrictions - psychological,...

In the past couple of days Irene has become pretty interactive beyond her usual scope.  She continues to draw in the coffee I set out for her, change the channels to her favorite shows and appear in my dreams, but now she's also interacting with others.  She started mentally communicating with a friend of mine (who has solid connections to the afterlife/spirit) while we were talking on the phone, sending a mental image I would understand for my friend to relay to me.  She moved a cup in my granddaughter's house to get her attention and the actually appeared as an orb right in front of her face, sending a warm and non-scary tingling throughout her - a great accomplishment since my granddaughter is usually freaked out by such things. Via the same combo of that friend and Irene's urging, I was also led to a documentary about the "Century of the Self" that had some really good information that mattered to me and an interview of Susanne Wilson.  This is unusual beca...

I've had SUCH a great day today! Last night I went to bed very early and woke up about 2:00 and immediately felt like writing on our new book, "The Afterlife Adventures of Bill & Irene".  I wrote for several hours, having to take several breaks due to the euphoria and doing visualizations with Irene as the writing progressed.  Instead of feeling mentally tired I was full of energy and our connection was incredible.  I felt totally satisfied and whole with her and she was coming through very clearly and easily. Perhaps an hour later the Jehova's Witnesses came by and, as usual, we chatted a bit.  He pulled up a video on his tablet for me to watch and there was this scene playing out of this man and woman holding each other's hand while walking on a white sand beach with palm trees and crystal clear turquoise waters.  It might as well have been a scene from our visualizations that morning and for the past several days.   Then the minister start...

Some days are largely blah days - not meaning I feel bad, but that I just feel utterly unmotivated to do anything. Usually a certain kind of atmospheric conditions accompanies/causes it, along with interactions with people that negatively affect my vibrational happy place.  Both were going on this past weekend, culminating in a particularly affected day yesterday. Lately I've been more focused on tuning into a fully shared experience with Irene.  I want to be able to exist in both experiences at will.  Instead of trying to do something I did not feel like doing,  I spent a lot of time doing hypnagogic exercises before and after napping, and visualizations with Irene of things I found fun and interesting.  One of Abraham-Hicks memes is that if it's not fun or exciting, if you don't feel good doing something, just take a nap. After doing just that, I woke up and turned on the TV and the channel had been changed again to one of Irene's favorite shows, Fixer Upper...

Yesterday and this morning I got to feeling pretty cranky and rebellious. Not bad or sad - I still feel entirely connected to Irene, but I honestly started feeling like abandoning all the Afterlife FB groups and just discontinuing contact with everyone.  Most of them just seem so caught up in advocating for certain structures and views and insisting on limitations and spiritual judgments - with almost zero sense of fun or humor. It's kind of difficult to maintain my creative perspective when everyone else is all about being the victim of objective reality (at least, that's how I see it). I was feeling like an outcast rebel.  I have been rejecting all external authority and systems over my life, including any "oversoul" or "higher self" or any supposed rules about life or spirituality.  I want to be free to create whatever Irene and I imagine and want. I know she's with me, but still it felt a little isolated, which kind of pissed me off. This morning I w...

Since Irene crossed over last April, I've done a pretty good job documenting a lot of the signs, synchronicities and confirmations I've received.  Even though this blog is full of those events, this doesn't even come close to a full accounting of what all has transpired.  I don't know how often our numbers have appeared, or there will be immediate support and confirmation of thoughts I've been having, or the birds and squirrels will come along and do things that demonstrate I've got support and that Irene and my team are with me. It would not be an exaggeration to say that these events occur virtually every day, and most days I get multiple such events a day. Lately, the synchronicities are coming several times a day.  An example is that day before yesterday I had a passing thought that it would be cool to have a big, fancy treehouse on our astral island, and the next day a pinterest pin popped up with a treehouse - not just any treehouse, a great big full hom...

Yesterday I got two separate confirmations that I can transition to having full experiences with Irene whether or not I die here first, and we can start living our afterlife experience even while I'm still here. I also got confirmation about some ideas I had while visualizing our afterlife, but I'm going to save the unveiling of those for my new book. Something I can say, though, is that I've learned that my expectations or visualizations of the afterlife have been tempered to some degree by unnecessary limitations.  What we can have, what we can do, how it can work - it doesn't have to be scaled down  in order to be "reasonable" or to fit into some kind of overall working construct. That's the difference between a cosmological model based on an external world reality and one based on experiential reality - where experience is the sum total of reality. A friend of mine recently sent me some links that I think presents this concept (what I have called the...

As most readers of this blog know, virtually every day since she crossed over Irene has drawn a version of this in the coffee I set out for her every morning: Sometimes it's more elaborate, very rarely it's something else.  This happens regardless of if the AC is on (a few feet from the coffee table), the ceiling fan, or if there is a stand fan blowing in the room.  The flower in her cup has played a significant role in other signs she has given me over the past 10 months.  Once when I told her that she could stop if she wanted, thinking it must be a natural phenomena and that it would continue, nothing appeared in her cup the next two days until I asked her to please continue.  She was proving to me that it was her. A few days ago I saw a hummingbird outside - one of her favorite birds.  Also, lately I've been deeply exploring our visualizations, which has become our main venue for interaction, for writing our afterlife adventure book. Early yesterday I...

Yesterday and today I've been visualizing a certain kind of afterlife adventure that Irene and I will be enjoying quite often. The adventure begins with us inserting ourselves into alternate versions of our Earthly timeline at certain points in our lives here, but with only one of us remembering that we are on an afterlife adventure and having the capability of pulling us both out of it whenever that person decides. The adventure begins with one of us arriving at a pre-planned scene whether the other will be - in her case, getting off of work at a place she worked at for a while in Temple, TX, and the other when I was sitting outside where I worked on my motorcycle late at night - or some similar arrangement. The one who knows what is going on gets to "woo" the other, armed with unlimited funds and complete knowledge of their history, while the other has only the memories of their history in that particular timeline. So, for one, it will be like meeting the other and...

This morning I was going to listen to our "theme song", something Irene directed me to a few months ago - "Forever and For Always", but when I clicked on it to play it skipped to another song. When it started I thought it was "Beat It", by Michael Jackson (they both start on the same long musical note), so I had my finger on the mouse to go back and play Forever and For Always. Irene stopped me and said "I'm playing this song for you, listen to it." So I let it play. This i s what she played: The emotion it sent through me was overwhelming. I was literally tingling/vibrating head to foot for several minutes after it played and after I calmed down. I was trying to figure out what that emotion was and couldn't think of a word for it, but I came up with this: "The emotion you feel when something you hope for and dream about is confirmed as true in your heart." Here are the lyrics: Treated me kind Sweet destiny...

Lately I've been experiencing a deeper kind of mental intimacy with Irene during meditation and when I start falling off to sleep.  It's hard to explain - and maybe a little embarrassing considering family and friends read this blog. When she was alive, when Irene and I would kiss (among other things), all of my attention and hers was on that kiss, or that touch, etc., on our connection, in the moment.  It was like being one being in a timeless state of a kind of bliss where nothing else existed.  Lately though when I imagine and visualize holding her, or kissing her, it's like hearing each other's thoughts and feeling each other's feelings at the same time that we are experiencing the physical contact.  It's like literally being in each other's head and experiencing what the other person is experiencing, a kind of union beyond any connection we had before. Last night I fell asleep in that kind of state with her and I had two fairly intimate, very beauti...

Yesterday I think the atmosphere and temp made for a kind of "bleah" day, which is still SO MUCH BETTER than other days I've had.  I've always said that a boring day is a good day!  Still, I managed to get everything on my daily checklist done even though I felt totally lethargic and mentally unmotivated: prayer, meditation, yoga, exercise.  The only think I didn't do was get the finished, edited book posted up, and that was the one thing I just did not want to do yesterday. I've been adding links to blog posts to different sections of the book to give some understanding of what I'm talking about in those sections, and to provide the context of what I was actually going through at the time.  In doing so, I've found something that is very pertinent to the section in the book called "Write It Down".  Actually, I've found this out again: I forget things that have happened, even important things like confirmations. Here lately I've b...

It was nice today to be able to get back in my routine.  Early this morning I was enjoying a smoke on my back porch and having a discussion with Irene, a continuation of the "what is the nature of reality" conversation that we have been having and which we discussed a lot while I was down at Gerra's.  This morning I told some extra confirmation would be appreciated even though it had already been confirmed several times, especially through that television show Awake. A Jehova's Witness minister and his wife, who come by here about once a month, came by and after we sat in the living room and he spoke a while, his wife started talking about faith, and what the Biblical definition of faith was.  She read Hebrews 11:1, which says (in their version): Faith is the assured expectation of what is hoped for, the evident demonstration of realities that are not seen.   This exactly represents what I've been working on for weeks now, a perfect confirmation of how I see ...

About a year before Irene crossed over she got the last piece of her puzzle from the dream she had of us; the black truck.  She joked then that she must be about to die because "Now I have everything." I generally drive around a couple a times a week in that truck doing local errands like going to the store or the post office basically to keep it in running condition, but mostly to feel help me feel connected to Irene.  We were probably out and around driving together in that truck only two or three times, but seeing that truck parked beside my driveway is a comfort. My daughter Ivori and my grandson Emanuel were over yesterday, and Emanuel asked about the truck.  I knew what he was getting at - he just got his driver's license.  I know he and Irene had talked about the truck; she and I had talked about it and that if things went that way, he should get to drive it if he still wanted it. However, shortly after she died someone brought it up and I said that I was ...

This is hilarious and amazing.  So if you have been following, a few days ago while meditation and visualizing Irene, she said ""Well let me introduce you to your spirit guide, Thomas." That was so odd it jumped out at me and I stopped meditating.  I asked for confirmation and got what I thought was an okay confirmation, but not spectacular or all that convincing at the time.  So since then when I talk to my spirit guide (rarely) I refer to him as "Thomas, if that is indeed your name, seeing as you won't provide a good confirmation." It's kind of how I joke around with him. Now, I've got a cell phone, but I hardly ever use it.  When I do I usually have all kinds of spam texts and voice messages I have to delete.  Today I was going to call my friend up to see if he wanted to go to lunch tomorrow and I had about 20 unread text messages, which I usually delete without even looking at.  Mostly they are just charge notifications from my bank. One sta...

Yesterday afternoon and evening, for whatever reason, was a time I basically just had to distract myself from.  I don't know if it was the weather, other people's vibes, something I ate, time of year or what, but my mind was frazzled and my meditations felt superficial.  So, I just watched TV, did what work I could, then went to bed. This morning I woke up in a rather bad mood and wasn't being at all friendly to my spirit team.  I suppose I was a little frustrated, even though they reminded me that others, such as those suffering from Hurricane Harvey, have it much, much worse.  I knew I was being a bit of a self-centered pill but I really had not answer for it. Then I noticed Pico,  one of my Pekingese, sitting on the floor in front of me, just staring up at the pictures I have of Irene on her "shrine", with this lost and sad look on his face.  That just broke my heart.  I got up and got a set of pictures I had printed on a foamcore board at set i...