If when I woke to life here, I had found myself floating about the clouds, clad in muslin, and with a pair of wings, I should have realised the fact sooner.
The ordinaryliness of the spirit world.
I feel quite tired sometimes of explaining to (wo)men that they are dead!
They wake up feeling so much the same—
Some go about for days, and even months, believing they are dreaming.
What they find difficult to understand apparently is the very little change between life in the physical body, and in the spiritual.
I often laugh when I hear them complain they cannot believe in solid things, like houses and gardens, in the spirit world.—Spirit Claude
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