"You assume there's a difference
between the dead and living. There isn't. It's just a
different expression of energy, determined by free
will. There are many forms of energy and all, to
one degree or another, enjoy raising their
vibrations... Either singularly or with others. In fact,
it's a natural expression of creativity and creation,
which is the very nature of our being."
"But you don't have a body or a..."
"Not like yours but I DO have a form, and
I can change it anytime I want. AND, I can do
whatever I like with it."
"You sound like a blob of Silly Putty!
"That's basically what you are too... You
just don't realize all your choices. Humans tend to
have tunnel vision when it comes to their potential.
It's like ordering the same thing on the menu over
and over again, even though there's a smorgasbord
to be had. They buy into myths about themselves.
They think of themselves and their desires as BAD.
They believe they're limited. They basically keep
themselves locked in a cage with their hands tied
behind their backs, while they squawk about how
hard and unfair life is. In reality, they have the
power to change ANYTHING about their lives."
"Why would we do that to ourselves?"
"Because you like the challenge. You
enjoy upping the stakes. It's like lowering the limbo
pole to the last wrung and trying to squeeze under
it. You thrive on adventure and experience, so you
constantly create it."
"This stuff is deep. Kinda flies in the face
of everything we think is true, eh?"
"Just part of the game we create
collectively. A mutual agreement to fool ourselves
so the drama and experience will be heightened."
"Then why do you prefer to be dead?"
"Huh? I'm not following you..."
"Just this PART of me is dead... for this
moment. Other parts of me are alive and well in
different forms --some human-- in various times in
history and as different expressions."
"Now I'm TOTALLY LOST! What the
heck are you talking about?"
"I guess the best way of describing it
would be to think of me -- and yourself, as well as
everyone else -- as a spectrum of colors or sounds.
Each is part of the whole. The range is like a
palette, but it is all connected to the main THING.
And once you pull back, you will see that this main
thing is actually interconnected and part of another
system. Your tibia is part of your skeletal system,
and that system is part of your muscular system
and that part is connected to your vascular system,
and on and on... There is no end to YOU... You
exist outside of what you think your SELF to be
and beyond your current focus. In fact, you are
everyTHING-- the seen AND the unseen."
"If that's true, then you are always having
sex with yourSelf, eh? Hahaha!"
"Uh... Have you and me... you know?
Have WE ever...?"
"Of course! We all have! Directly and
indirectly. We are NOT separate. The exhilaration
we feel when we join with another part of ourselves
is the result of an energy load. Like switching a 30
watt bulb for a 200 watt bulb."
"Gosh, Hermie... I feel a little, you know...
funny now. You and me..."
"As often as we can. Usually while you
"Oh great! I must be a real live wire then,
"Oh... most definitely! You're a literal
powerhouse! You LOVE it!"
"I'm SO embarrassed... And YOU...
You should be ashamed, defiling a corpse like that."
"What do you mean? You leave your
body HERE-- at least this one."
"Are you kidding? What if someone stole
it-- while I was off... gallivanting?"
"Hahaha! You mean like a body snatcher?"
"Yeah... Is there such a thing?"
"Uh... No offense, Sheryl, but WHO would
want to steal your body?"
"I guess you're right... It's probably people
like Brittney Spears and Leonardo DeCaprio who
have reason to worry, eh?"
"Hahaha! NO! You're so silly! You still
don't understand, do you?"
"I guess not... What's so funny?"
"Even if there were such a thing as Body
Snatchers, you could always make a new one.
What purpose would it serve to steal your own body
"No, you don't understand... I'm saying
OTHERS could steal MY body."
"Sheryl, there is no such thing as
OTHERS. Additionally, noTHING exists outside your
"But what about when I'm sleeping? Then
something could happen and I wouldn't know it."
"Yes you would! You're actually AWAKE
when you're sleeping. In fact, you're actually
"Hermie, do you mind if we continue this
conversation later? Suddenly I'm feeling very
"Be my guest! Go right ahead! I'll be
anxiously awaiting you, my love..."
"Hey! Wipe that goofy grin off your face!
And STOP winking! You better not lay a finger on
me--you hear? Hermie? Where'd you go?"
Sheryl Ellis, M.S. is a Crime Novelist and