When your father appeared and the two of you interacted, did you get a sense of which aspect(s) of him were present?
Mind/body/soul etc?
I have not has such an experience and I wonder which part of the person manifests and which part of the viewer perceives the manifestation.
Thank you for sharing your powerful experience.
Well, it certainly wasn’t his body. That was lying dead in a unit some miles away. I just did a check via Google Maps, and the distance is 17.4 kilometres if he hitched an invisible lift in the back of a late night driver’s car. As the crow flies, I suppose it’s a couple of kilometres less.
With hindsight, I’d say it was his mind and soul. Although I suppose what I saw was his soul, which incorporated an invisible mind.
I remember that I could focus on him if I wanted, and it was unmistakably him. But I could also see through him. I had this old chipboard bookcase, about six feet long and about three feet high. I’ve long had a bad habit of buying too many books, and the middle shelf sagged, being chipboard. I clearly remember I could see it if I looked through him.
I was an atheist at the time, and didn’t want to believe what I’d seen. When my uncle turned up four days later to tell me he’d died, I had the usual sense of shock. But when he said it was a “mess” as his body hadn’t been found for four days, I counted back four days, and the penny dropped. I still remember turning towards the bedroom and thinking “Then what the hell was that the other night?”
My uncles must have seen the expression on my face, and asked me “Are you all right?” I gathered myself, and saw him off. But I then said to myself, “Nah! I’m an atheist. I don’t believe in those sorts of things!” and did my best to forget it. But I haven’t been allowed to forget it, and I still remember a good part of it 35 years later.
Incidentally it had nothing to do with my becoming a Christian. That took nearly four years more, and is a different story altogether.
So for obvious reasons I’m a dualist. I
KNOW the mind and soul outlive the body. But I also
KNOW there’s a judgement. I remember the sheer terror as my father screamed just before he disappeared again. Someone like Richard Dawkins could swear on a stack of Humanist Manifestos that there’s no God or judgement or whatever, and I’d just tell him he’s an idiot.
But he’ll find out in due course. We all will.
From the Catholic Catechism -
I. THE PARTICULAR JUDGMENT
1021 Death puts an end to human life as the time open to either accepting or rejecting the divine grace manifested in Christ.592 The New Testament speaks of judgment primarily in its aspect of the final encounter with Christ in his second coming, but also repeatedly affirms that each will be rewarded immediately after death in accordance with his works and faith. The parable of the poor man Lazarus and the words of Christ on the cross to the good thief, as well as other New Testament texts speak of a final destiny of the soul–a destiny which can be different for some and for others.593
1022 Each man receives his eternal retribution in his immortal soul at the very moment of his death, in a particular judgment that refers his life to Christ: either entrance into the blessedness of heaven-through a purification594 or immediately,595 – or immediate and everlasting damnation.596
At the evening of life, we shall be judged on our love.597
I see no conflict between what happened that night, and the catechism. I fail to see how my cruel, bad tempered, stupid and vindictive father would have made it to heaven, or even purgatory. I think I just happened to be given the opportunity to see it, which most people don’t.
And something was clearly coming for him. Most of the time he was looking over my head, and sometimes at me. But at the end he turned to his right, my lfet, and said “No!” with some alarm, then a louder “NO!” with more alarm, then he just screamed his head off. And disappeared.
It also ties in with goats going to the left. If the Judgement Seat (which I couldn’t see) was “behind” me somehow, the I’d have been facing my father the same way God was.
And the terrifying threat came from the left. But I only saw and spoke with my father - nobody and nothing else.