The City Between Lives

I had an intention to have a conscious astral projection to visit the city I had so many waking memories of. When I let myself drift into a kind of daydream I can see visions of this place. This was a place that I had been to and lived in, many times. Maybe even hundreds of times. This was the city that I was drawn to in my lives between lives.

I set my alarm for 4am and got into bed. As I relaxed into the softness of my pillow, I repeated my intention silently to have a conscious astral projection to the city between lives I was so familiar with. I went right to sleep and when my alarm sounded at 4am, I did nothing more than reach over and turn it off. I then started concentrating on the feeling of drifting. I imagined myself drifting over mountains while being supported by the energy of the wind. Soon I felt myself “click out”. Sometimes this happen for me. I will be concentrating on dark energy or the feeling of drifting to get into a deep altered state and I just, “click out”. I don’t feel any kind of separation, I’m just suddenly there. And that’s how I arrived at the city between lives on this early morning.

The city looked a lot like any large city on Earth. There were towering skyscrapers, bustling sidewalks, and a sky that shimmered with a soft, eternal twilight. There was, however, a big difference. There were no cars, no pollution, and no rush. Instead, wide avenues were filled with gardens, fountains, and vibrant plant life. There was an overwhelming sense of serenity and unity in this city. I felt a sense of connection to this place and the people here. I felt at peace here. A woman and her dog walked by and she turned to me and smiled so I asked her what the name of this city was? She looked straight at me and a big smile came across her beautiful, ethereal face. She said, “you are Home”.

I had to be careful about my thoughts because they had a nearly instantaneous impact on my surroundings. I wondered if the people here ate food and suddenly to my left I saw a bustling cafe full of people enjoying a meal. I could even smell the food. I thought of sitting down and a bench manifested just a few feet ahead of me so I sat down to watch this interesting city.

The people moved gracefully, their feet barely touching the ground as they engaged in a peculiar “glide walk” that seemed to defy gravity. Most were smiling as they went by and a sense of contentment radiated from each person. Some wore flowing robes and others wore clothing simular to what we wear on Earth.

Here, in this realm between lives, the stark differences from our earthly existence were unmistakable. There was no need for work or the pursuit of material wealth. Money was a concept foreign to them, for every need was met effortlessly and abundantly. In this realm, there was no hierarchy, no one was better or richer than another, and wisdom was shared freely among all.

The purpose of existence in this city was clear: to seek knowledge and spiritual growth. Each individual chose their path and lessons, determined by their own desires and needs for evolution. There was a profound sense of responsibility for one’s own spiritual development, and the pursuit of wisdom was a cherished endeavor.

Gone were the darkness and negativity that often plagued earthly life, even though this city looked very simular to a large city on Earth. Hate, violence, greed, and perversion had no place here. Instead, the residents of this city focused on uplifting their souls, nurturing their spirits, and expanding their consciousness.

My visit to the city was a short one. I was soon called back into my body and into my Earthly reality to finish my night’s rest. My soul would inevitably find its way back to live there once more in subsequent lifetimes.