What Happens When You Die?
If you’ve read some of my previous articles, you’re probably aware that I channel a group of Archangels called the Collective Consciousness of the Archangelic Realm, or CCAR for short. The way it works for me is I write down a question, and they voice the answer in my head. It’s called clairaudience; I can hear them, and I write down their answers. I’ve learned a lot from them, and I’d like to share some of it with you.
Many people are afraid of dying. I asked CCAR what happens when you die, and you’ll find their answer below.
Question: Can you describe a typical crossing over when the soul leaves the body, please?
Obviously, things are tailored to the individual to some extent. Generally speaking, however, when life in a physical body stops permanently, the soul leaves the body. Although there are gifted people who can see this, the vast majority can only see the body left behind.
Human consciousness begins to join spiritual consciousness, which is painless, but sometimes confusing for the newly released soul that left the body. They can see their body and the room they “died” in, along with any people present, as well as hear everything. This doesn’t last long, as they begin to unerringly return to their original home. They may not know where they’re headed at first, but their spirit knows the way.
Although some are confused, very few are afraid. The overall feeling is light and free. Most do not realize at first that they are no longer corporeal.
When they reach their destination, which varies by person, they are greeted usually by people they knew during their lifetime who have crossed over before them. They recognize them instantly as they see them how they most vividly remember them. Again, these souls no longer have a body, but they can appear as if they do.
If they are not acquainted with anyone who crossed before them, there are special greeters who immediately work to put them at ease and explain what is happening.
They are then taken to a scene from their memories where they loved to be and in which they felt safe. If there is no place like this in their memory, one is…