The Psyche's experience after "the passing"

The following history serves as an illustration of the Psyche's experience after "the passing—"

When I first awoke, I thought I was a girl again, and that the latter part of my earthly life had not yet been lived, but that my memory of it was only a dream, an imagination. Then, in a kind of vision (but I thought it a reality), I continued my life from my girlhood, and in the hour of great temptation—remembering my supposed dream—I withstood. Again the scene changed, and again I took up the thread of life at the same part as before. This time I yielded to temptation, but instead of keeping the birth of my child secret, I brought him up as my own and trained him as well as I could. One day I awoke to the consciousness that I had died, and oh! the rest and peace were great. After some time I met my sister and began my real life here, but it has been much easier for that vision-life that I had at the first.

I will try to make our life a little clearer to you. In your world, the will can only produce things when joined to power of some sort. With us, the will can and does create our surroundings. I mean by this that what we earnestly desire is in a moment evolved and completed, provided that our will is in harmony with the over-will of the Divine. If I will a home, that home stands immediately complete before me. When I met my sister it had been her wish to live alone. Her life, therefore, was not so complete as it might have been. For my sake, however, she gave up her wanderings, and at a wish our home was ready, and we have dwelt there ever since. Our life and our home closely resemble the lives and homes of earth, and this resemblance they will keep for some time, but as progress is the law for everyone, and as in their turn these new bodies of ours will seem gross and earthly, so we must cast them off and pass into higher spheres. But even here we are far in advance of you. If we really desire to know anything we know it without mistake. If we really desire to do anything for another, we see clearly what to do, and can do it. Only the will is needed, then there is no limit unless it would be hurtful to anyone. If we need what we had not got for anyone, a wish would produce it, just as the Master could produce the loaves when he had a strong feeling of pity for the poor hungry souls around him.

Our life is portioned out into what answers to your mental and manual employments. We have the outward, and we have the inward; we work and we play; we talk and we think; we meet those that we love, and are parted from them again; we make new friends, and we love more and more the old ones. There is no mistake and no failure, as I say, except our own will fails. In that case, sorrow and repentance have to follow—we try again, and walk in a plain path in which there is no need to stumble. Since I have been in this new home I have known what peace, love, and joy really are—all three unbroken, and increasing every day. I am not permitted to see or know much of the two whose influence over my earthly life was so great, but I am perfectly content to have it so. Neither have I yet gone into that higher sphere; there is some good reason for delay.

“I AWOKE!” Conditions of Life on the other Side, David Stott, London, 1895