I want to write this down before I forget it.

I don’t think it is fully understood how much “The Light Beyond” was actually revealed from above. It’s obvious that I wrote it down and that it includes my knowledge and that I formulated it into actual human language. The content, however, was another matter entirely. Let me cite an example.

It was day before Christmas. I was just finished writing Anthea and the post mortem. Romana was already jokingly asking whether I’m going to write something about Jesus, and I actually thought Zee and Kay were going to end up being Jesus and Magdalena, but I had no tangible ideas and just shrugged. On Christmas, it just started writing itself, the concepts came into my mind just in time as I was writing, and I was completely surprised by the direction of it all. For instance, I had no idea that Mary, mother of Jesus, was going to end up being a major character, and the way she morphed into Lakshmi in the end, instead of dissolving into her, was a complete surprise. Also, the part about the Kaustubha jewel was revealed during the night after Christmas, and I wrote it down in the morning. It’s as if it doesn’t matter whether I’m going to put some sentence in Kay’s or Zina’s mouth, but the important stuff with theological ramifications was completely micro-managed from above.

Also, I thought I was going to be writing about Milarepa, but he apparently didn’t want to be written about. That door was closed and I didn’t want to pry it open. I also expected Vishnu and Lakshmi to have had actual physical incarnations, but apparently not. I also didn’t actually know Jesus before, but Biljana did; she had darshan of him once, and says that how I described him is just right; it’s the same person.

What I’m saying is, I actually had expectations about where this was going, and sometimes things just flowed differently, and sometimes I felt as if I was writing a dictation, where the next sentence appeared as I finished the previous one. This book is not some fantasy writing inspired by religious concepts. It’s the real thing. Parts of it were revealed before, parts of it are my own memories, parts are dictated from above, and the rest of it is me mixing it up together into something that flows like a book.

I don’t actually know the purpose of this book. There’s an air of seriousness and gravity about it, that’s for sure.

ps. And yeah, there was no way I could have intentionally timed the chapter about Jesus on Christmas. Absolutely no way.