The fifth sphere

‘Take another look at the little ones, we won’t be back here for the time being.
One day you will see them again though, but we will return for a different purpose.
Here the poor and the rich live together, princes and princesses, they are all linked in the spirit.
They are one in everything.’
Once again André looked at all the beauty surrounding him.
He would have loved to stay here.
It was tremendous.
The little angels that lived here were ethereal.
And yet they were strong, just like their natural life.
To have to part from here proved difficult to him.
It was like paradise.
‘Off we go, André, on to the fifth sphere.’
They glided along for quite a while.
André thought of all the things he had once more received.
All the wisdom Alcar had given him.
Oh, he was so grateful.
They were both lost in thought.
He felt himself going all quiet.
And his leader was withdrawn too.
Something was acting upon him which made him so silent.
Where would Alcar be taking him to now?
They went on and on, constantly ascending, and still Alcar said nothing to him.
How strange, he thought.
This had never happened before.
Alcar always told him everything after they had left a certain condition and were under way again.
He didn’t dare to ask Alcar anything, but he felt that something was on his mind.
Never before had Alcar been so silent.
Where hadn’t he been so far already?
First on earth where he had experienced lots of conditions that had all been terrible.
Afterwards into the darkness.
Oh, he didn’t want to think about how far they were away from them now.
He thought about the living dead too.
It was beautiful.
Who would have helped him there?
Where had he suddenly got all that wisdom from?
It was a mystery to him.
While they had been talking he had seen all those countries pass by.
It was just as if he had lived there himself, so simple it was to him.
Strange that he hadn’t thought of that before.
It was very curious how everything simply dissolved.
Alcar had let him experience wondrous situations.
Afterwards the Valley of Sorrows; no, he didn’t want to think of that, those conditions were terrible.
How mighty everything was and yet so simple.
Alcar made him understand the deepest problems, the way he explained things.
He made all the problems disappear, since everything lived and was truth.
And now he was going to his own sphere, there where he lived.
How great his leader was.
He called him his brother.
He was love, nothing but love.
He noticed how far they had already travelled.
And still Alcar had said nothing to him.
Was something the matter?
Had he done something wrong?
How strange.
He reflected, but he wasn’t aware of any error.
Was something bothering Alcar?
He just couldn’t imagine this sudden change.
André looked at his leader and then immediately averted his gaze.
Alcar was gazing upward as if he was already in his own sphere, trying to link up with invisible powers.
The stillness increased.
He sensed deep peace in these surroundings.
Suddenly, he got an enormous shock, the heavens tore apart and a mighty golden light broke through the veil and shone upon them.
André didn’t dare go on.
The light stopped him.
What was this feeling that stopped him?
It was impossible for him to go on.
He felt as if his soul were on fire.
He knelt down, bowed his head deeply, and fervently prayed to God for the power to be able to stand up to that golden light.
He wasn’t aware how long he had been praying, but he felt how a hand was laid on his head, causing a powerful flow within him, and strengthening him.
He clearly heard his leader say: ‘Come, André, we are allowed to go on.
Your prayer has been heard.
I have been praying too, from the time we left the sphere of the children, that God would permit you to enter here.
It is my own attunement.
This is where my powers cease, my son, I can no longer support you.
You must beseech a higher power to be allowed to enter here.
God heard your prayer because you wanted it yourself.
There was nothing I could change about this.
You had to want this with all the love which is in you.
I cannot link up here because my powers are at an end.
No creature can ascend higher than the powers it possesses within.
It will be even clearer to you that on this side one cannot act beyond one’s own attunement.
Your prayer kept you upright.
You tuned in to me by asking God for strength and help; otherwise we would have had to turn back.
You see how mighty love is.
Therefore, in order to support you, I prayed that God would grant you this mercy.
And now on to my spiritual dwelling.
You will get to know me, know who I am, what I was on earth, why we are together.’
And in a flash they were in the fifth sphere.
This exceeded everything he had seen until then.
What he beheld was indescribable.
No material language could ever give words to it.
This had to be sensed and taken in, you had to pray that God would grant you the powers, otherwise you couldn’t understand it, that’s how beautiful everything was, how holy this sphere was.
Everything was bathed in a golden haze.
Where was he?
Within Alcar’s attunement, his condition.
Everything he saw was heavenly.
How far had his leader progressed on the spiritual path?
So much happiness, so much love.
Gold, the spiritual life and purity emanated from all around.
They wandered through a beautiful landscape surrounded by a sea of flowers.
He heard the song of life itself.
Something vibrated deep within his soul, something like great, holy happiness; it was the voice of life.
Truly, everything was alive here.
Life rejoiced, it was a glad song that could be heard from afar.
He saw ineffable hues.
Flowers such as he had never yet seen on earth.
They were of a strange kind and they all radiated light.
He heard soft, pure singing, life was breathing, these were sounds of the soul, which he heard.
God’s life, how remote was this to earthly man?
How had he, an earthly human being, deserved this?
To be allowed to experience this was a Divine blessing.
He, the blessed one.
Only now did it dawn on him how great his gift was, how sacred it was to be allowed to receive this as a human being on earth.
The spiritual gold he possessed within, this gift of disembodiment, it was mighty to have acquired this on earth.
He was rich, only here did he understand it all.
How could he thank God for this great mercy.
He could perceive things at great distance.
He saw beautiful temples and buildings all around which had been erected in a special, unfamiliar style.
Here things were even more beautiful than with the little ones in the children’s sphere.
It overpowered him and he looked at his leader to thank him.
‘What a surprise, Alcar.
How great my happiness is!
How did I ever deserve all this?’
‘Because you want to work for us, André, and because you follow us in everything.
Your complete submission gives me the power to develop you.
If you continue in this way, you will be allowed to experience even more beautiful situations.
Look up there on that mountain, my spiritual dwelling.’
Up on a high mountain André saw Alcar’s property.
It wasn’t a house, it was a strange building.
It was a condition of its own which reflected the life of the person who dwelt there.
A strange kind of architecture which he couldn’t describe.
It was spherical and he clearly saw that the whole thing was supported by heavy foundations.
It was surrounded by a sea of flowers.
It was made of a bluish material and the whole building seemed to radiate light.
He saw a bluish light that kept on changing colour and then returned to the previous hue.
He thought that was very strange too.
How could a building possibly radiate?
Everything was remarkable.
There was nothing he could compare to things on earth.
Everything was different and yet it was natural.
He went a bit nearer and observed that Alcar’s house was made of bluish marble.
It was a radiant globe of light.
It was like a small planet, he couldn’t describe it more clearly.
This description was nearest to the truth.
All around the entire surroundings of Alcar’s property he saw nothing but light and life.
It was marvellous.
Oh, if he could only find words to describe it clearly.
Now he was standing in front of Alcar’s dwelling.
‘Come in, my son.’
Again he sensed that he could go no further.
What was this?
Suddenly he felt something come over him which made him understand why he was once again being held back.
He knelt down for the second time and prayed to God for the power to link him up with his leader.
It lasted quite a time.
Everything was clear to him.
He felt the truth of everything surging up in him.
Before the gates of the fifth sphere had opened up before him, he had had to attune to Alcar, but now he was entering Alcar’s entire being.
It was hardly possible.
He was to descend into him.
A dwelling was a human being. He was descending into his leader, he, an earthly human being.
A spirit was opening itself up to him.
Was he really allowed to enter?
Oh God, he prayed, give me these powers, only God could draw him into Alcar’s life.
His soul was his house, and his house, that was Alcar.
He felt dazed.
He, an earthly human being, couldn’t simply barge into a spiritual dwelling.
Again he prayed, this needed attunement.
Oh, how willingly would he enter Alcar’s inner being.
How great love was.
Everything depended on himself.
Alcar wanted this, he had to ask God for these powers in order to be accepted.
He prayed fervently.
Wasn’t this selfishness on his side?
He understood that his leader was completely opening up to him.
Wasn’t this self-love on his side?
Or curiosity?
Did he have the right to do this as an earthly human being?
This was all so remote.
He felt a sacred feeling flowing through him; for the second time his prayer had been heard.
When he raised his eyes he met his leader’s radiant gaze.
It burnt into his soul as never yet before.
‘I am so happy, André, that you understood all this.
Nevertheless, I wasn’t anxious and I had no doubts.
You were to bridge this gap too.
You were allowed to perceive everything within this sphere, but the door to my condition remained closed, in spite of my willingness to let you in.
It wouldn’t have been possible if you hadn’t understood this.
Help came because your prayer was pure and you approached me humbly.
Since you want to support humanity on earth, this too has been overcome.
On earth one can ask no matter whom, but here that isn’t possible.
Here one must possess love to be allowed to enter someone else’s dwelling.’
André stepped across the threshold and entered Alcar’s spiritual dwelling.
Step by step he continued.
Here he stood on blessed ground.
Everything was sacred.
He was walking on the property of a higher being and that higher being was his Alcar, his brother, his leader.
The floor trembled under his feet.
He felt as if he were floating, even though he was on the ground floor.
The floor he was walking on consisted of bluish marble.
And everything radiated light, everything was alive.
It was marvellous.
But how could the floor he was walking on radiate light?
He trembled with every step he took.
His blood gushed to his head.
And yet the floor was solid.
In order to examine this, and also to check the course of his thoughts, he stamped on the floor with all the power he possessed.
Indeed, the floor was solid.
But what was that?
He was overwhelmed by an enormous fear.
He felt dizzy, he didn’t know what to do with himself.
The sound which he had caused with his stamping and which resounded through the spheres was like a piercing pain.
It reflected in all of life, so that it could be heard in the entire surroundings.
His fear increased.
It hurt him down to the depths of his soul.
At last it stopped and he too regained peace again.
Oh, what a shock that had been.
He understood the disaster he had brought about.
A feeling of deep sorrow came over him.
Oh, how stupid he had been.
He felt ashamed of his violence.
How crude he was.
He had disturbed the peace of the spirit.
How could he ever make amends?
Oh, Alcar, he thought, forgive me for this grave mistake.
I’m standing here, stamping on his soul to find out whether his soul was solid; oh, my God, forgive me for my mistakes, I am defiling the spiritual life that opened up to me full of love!
Alcar must have felt this.
Without wanting to he had caused pain and sorrow to his leader.
It wasn’t a physical kind of pain, but he had hurt him deep within his soul.
Only man could do that, and so could he, an earthly being.
He felt his heart bleeding; he beseeched God for forgiveness.
How stupid that his curiosity could have made him forget himself.
Alcar had explained everything to him beforehand.
His house was his soul, his soul was he himself.
That’s what he had been stamping on.
No, he could never make amends for this, never, he had destroyed a bond, defiled the great and sacred love of his leader.
To make matters worse, he had torn his soul apart, and committed the worst of all evils.
They had heard his unrest everywhere.
It was his doing, due to his curiosity!
If only he could flee from here, far away.
How puny he was.
How long would it take before he too would possess this love?
Oh, what a holy fire love was.
He had trampled on that holy fire, on that pure power of love, on life, on the being that was sacred to him.
That’s what all humanity was like.
Christ had been nailed to the cross because they didn’t understand His love.
He had done something similar, and yet, no he hadn’t wanted this.
If only he could make amends.
He looked behind him to see what his leader would have to say to him, but he didn’t dare look him in the eye.
Yet he must.
But when he turned around to his leader he got a terrible shock, Alcar wasn’t with him.
Nowhere was his leader to be seen.
What was the meaning of this?
He wanted to beseech him for forgiveness, but it wasn’t possible.
No, it wasn’t necessary.
Had he hurt Alcar?
Yes, of course.
Oh, what should he do?
Go back again?
Go outside?
And just as he had decided to go back he heard a voice which wasn’t Alcar’s, telling him: ‘Stay, André.
On earth a human being will torment another to the deepest depths of his soul, yet without wanting to: that too will teach them something if they understand what happened.’
Yes, he understood and he had learnt.
Who was this, talking to him in this way?
Alcar always spoke to him like this, and yet this wasn’t his leader because he could distinguish Alcar’s voice from thousands.
At that moment the voice spoke to him again and said: ‘We will reward your love for our work.
Listen, André.’
The invisible one seemed to know him?
‘Look around you’, he heard him say, ‘I will make a few situations clear to you, and then I will go away.
I have known you for quite some time now, let that be sufficient.
Your leader will return soon.
Go on, André.’
And André went on.
Step by step.
His amazement increased constantly.
Everything was decorated with beautiful flowers, which he saw wherever he looked.
He was now standing in a large hall.
It was majestic.
Here too he hardly dared to look at it the floor was of the same material as where he had just been.
The interior was lit up but he couldn’t see where the light was coming from.
Everything radiated towards him, there was life in everything.
Never before had he been allowed to perceive anything of such beauty.
The walls were decorated and even these walls, if you could call them that, radiated light.
He could just about look through them.
Above his head he saw the ceiling which looked like the universe.
He couldn’t find the right words, this was heaven, here he felt himself one with the cosmos and yet he was inside Alcar’s house.
How was that possible?
There too he could look without distinguishing anything.
How strange everything is, he thought.
Here he was within the life of the spirit.
On earth man could not imagine such things.
And neither would he, if they hadn’t allowed him to experience this.
How could a house be alive?
What miracles lay hidden here?
He pondered, and felt what all this meant.
He didn’t want to disturb Alcar’s peace a second time, let alone hurt him.
Marble pillars supported the entire building.
He saw benches to rest on, all surrounded by beautiful flowers.
They were flowerbeds.
Oh, what a luxury, how holy everything was in Alcar’s house, how great his love was.
In the middle of the hall was a fountain, a beautiful symbolic work of art such as he had seen in the third sphere when he had disembodied for the first time.
Did Alcar own this?
Yes, he supposed he did.
The fountain in the third sphere represented wisdom, strength and love.
Alcar was wisdom, strength, and nothing but love.
The fountain radiated, just like everything he saw.
What was this all made of?
Oh, if only that could be explained to him!
Because how could all these things be alive, and where did that life come from?
It was his leader, but he had to admit that everything was too profound for him and that he didn’t understand it.
He clearly heard the voice addressing him: ‘This house is a spiritual dwelling and it’s made of matter, but of a spiritual essence which we extract from the cosmos.
So it’s spiritual matter, a compact wholeness which is sustained by the power of the love of the being that lives inside.
It feeds and it invigorates, purely by love.
It is built according to the wishes of this being, and it will radiate in keeping with the power which the being possesses.
That is why everything radiates, why everything is life, because this being lives and possesses this love.
The more beautiful our love is, the more beautiful our house, our possession, in short, everything will radiate, according to the power of love which we possess.
This is how man builds himself his own home, and as he ascends, everything will change along with him.
Therefore man is his own creator, which is brought about by his will and the power of his feeling.
Everything is alive, everything contains his own life.’
It was even clearer now to André why everything radiated light.
A spiritual dwelling was a dwelling filled with the power of love.
Everything had been erected artfully and in style, just as the being felt.
Alcar was evidently a great artist.
Indeed, how great his leader was.
Again the voice spoke: ‘Every being has its own feeling towards art, but in this sphere we possess one love and we are one in everything, only later will you understand the deep significance of this.’
Then he heard his invisible guide say: ‘Over there you see your leader’s property, his inner power.’
André stood in front of the fountain he had noticed before.
‘You know its meaning, don’t you?
It also tells you where you are.
This is the room of love.
When I want to make a spiritual dwelling clear to you, I must address you in your language, it would be impossible for me in any other way.
Everything is different, yet the meaning boils down to the following: As I told you we are standing in the room of love, and the being starts to build his dwelling from here.
Around this room of love there are many other spaces, but it’s not up to me to show them to you.
I am only allowed to explain to you how a spiritual dwelling is erected, how it all is partitioned, and ends, in other words, until the powers which the being possesses cease to exist.
Follow me, André.’
He saw the being in front of him become partly visible.
It was a beautiful apparition.
He and everything around them was lit up by the light it radiated.
He kept on going.
First left, then right, he wandered through Alcar’s house.
He thought it would never end.
He couldn’t discern anything, and yet he felt that he was still in Alcar’s dwelling, in his own life.
The mass closed in on itself like a single wholeness, but bands of light made it clear to him that it was nevertheless partitioned.
These were separate parts but he couldn’t perceive anything else.
He also saw it in various colours and everything kept on changing.
It was just as he had seen it from afar.
Everything was globular.
The apparition kept going and he followed it on its heels.
Now he was able to distinguish more.
It got lighter and lighter, which seemed very strange to him.
Suddenly a golden light shone upon him: The spiritual light from the fifth sphere.
He was in nature, outside of Alcar’s house, and he understood what a spiritual dwelling meant.
He had been allowed to experience this.
It couldn’t be any clearer.
Alcar’s house dissolved.
Here he found himself in a condition which was even less dense than in the room of love.
Over there everything had been visible to him, but here he found himself in some unknown part of his leader’s house, which could only be made clear to him in this way.
He understood what this spiritual substance was and how it was maintained.
It was living matter.
‘Look down below, André’, he heard the voice say.
And immediately he saw a very glaring light that pierced the mass and made the room of love visible to him.
Did he see correctly?
Was it his leader he perceived?
The image down in the depths became increasingly clearer to him.
He shouted with joy: yes, it was his Alcar.
Oh, how marvellous, he thought, so Alcar hadn’t left because of the terrible thing that happened.
How far removed he was from his leader.
‘You see, André, that a spiritual dwelling dissolves.
This possession keeps on developing until it will, one day, have reached the sixth sphere.
That’s how man goes about working on himself, to embellish his possession.
On and on, until he has reached the Divine attunement, and his condition, his dwelling, his life, his love will pass on to the Divine.
My task is now finished; I will lead you back to your leader.’
André wanted to thank the invisible angel, but his gratitude was not accepted.
‘Don’t thank me’, he heard, ‘it’s all because my brother wanted it.
Thank God for this wisdom, my son, and make good use of it.’
He was sent back in a flash.
The mass got ever denser, it took on shape, until he recognized the hall where the fountain was.
He was back again in the room of love.
There was Alcar.
André rushed towards his leader and knelt down in front of him.
Deeply moved by all this love he wept, because Alcar found no guilt in him either.
‘Come, my dear André.
After all, you didn’t know.
Look at me, André.’
André looked at his leader with tears in his eyes and was startled.
Not with dismay this time, but with wonder.
Alcar, Alcar, how beautiful you are.
His leader was wearing a beautiful luminous garment.
He was rejuvenated and appeared in radiant beauty.
Never before had he seen his leader like this.
He was in his own surroundings, young like an angel.
‘Come, my boy, sit down, there’s so much I must explain to you and clarify.
Don’t let fear and sorrow take hold of you; all this had to happen too; you wouldn’t have understood otherwise.
I wanted it, André.
Does it all feel different now?’
André was speechless.
‘Now you will know what a spiritual dwelling is.
Your fear was my fear.
Your sorrow was my sorrow, we were one and will remain one.
I called my leader to my side and he showed you my dwelling, I couldn’t do this myself, in spite of my willingness.
This needed an even higher power.
I’m not yet able to link up with those ethereal parts.
That won’t be possible until my inner condition has also changed, which is the development of my love.
By that time everything which is still invisible to me now, will be clear to me too.
So I will go on, and again there will be parts which are invisible and which will remain so until I, my house, in other words my soul, until my entire being has dissolved in the All.
Is that clear to you?’
‘Yes, Alcar, all of it.
I thank God for this holy mercy.’
‘Now I will explain all the other situations to you.
Ubronus guided you.
He is a spirit of love too and dwells in the sixth sphere.
He also works on earth and he is here temporarily.
This provisional period can last for ten years in terms of earthly reckoning.
But to us time is unknown.
Thousands with him, all of us, are under the able guidance of Cesarino, our master.
But I will tell you more about that later.
Now look at the fountain and sit down, André.
Let spiritual peace descend upon you; you will need a lot of strength on earth to make clear to humanity what you experienced through disembodiment.’
Now he saw how beautiful the fountain was.
It stood on a beautiful pedestal within a basin where fish of various colours were swimming around.
Here, in the life after death, everything could be found that was known in nature on earth.
Man was one with the realm of plants and animals.
One in all.
Beautiful flowers flourished around the fountain.
How mighty this symbol of love was.
He kept on crying out with amazement.
Again Alcar showed him a spiritual marvel.
‘Look at this, my boy, take some of these fruits, they will strengthen you.’
André saw that everything within Alcar’s house was united.
Here he stood in the midst of nature.
Fruit grew and flowers bloomed in ineffable colours all around.
‘Go ahead, André, take some, they’re there to strengthen man.’
André picked a fruit.
It was unbelievable, its soft juice flowed into his mouth.
It resembled an earthly peach, but this fruit was nothing but juice.
He felt invigorated, he couldn’t find words to describe this.
‘On this side we have everything.
So why shouldn’t we have fruits too?
I will show you even more miracles.
A spiritual dwelling is a paradise in itself.
Man possesses this attunement and is one with the life that lives in his condition.
Here everything lives and grows and rejoices in an enhanced condition.
Look over there, André.’
At that moment various birds flew inside.
Only now did he see that Alcar’s house was open.
He was surprised that he hadn’t noticed this before.
His view was unhampered in all directions.
Immediately he heard: ‘Because you weren’t linked up.’
Alcar spoke to him in the spiritual language because the birds flew inside.
It moved him deeply to see how the animals took place on Alcar’s arms, his head and his legs.
‘My little pets, André.
They know that I’m back and they’ve come to greet me.’
Love, nothing but love was what André saw.
He felt a heavenly peace settling within.
This was a tremendous moment to him.
The animals made room for one another so each one could greet its master.
They all sang their song, which moved him to the bottom of his soul.
It was heavenly.
Pure, perfect love was given and received here.
Nothing but that holy power did he feel and experience, which filled him with happiness.
He saw how a beautiful white bird flew inside, another miracle for him to experience.
The bird settled itself on the rim of the fountain and dropped some food from its beak into the basin, from which André gathered that it was feeding the fish.
Love, love again was shown to him.
One life fed the other.
No power greater than love.
No love purer than God’s life.
The bird rose up from the fountain, flew around it a few times and then it landed on his master’s shoulder with an elegant sweep.
It pressed its little head against Alcar as if it wanted him to sense its love.
The others made room for it and sang in unison as if they concurred with everything.
There were tears in André’s eyes.
He wanted to hide his emotions, but it was impossible.
All this was too overpowering to him as an earthly human being.
‘How sweet to come and greet us’, he heard his leader say to the bird.
He understood that Alcar was about to pray, and he also bowed his head in humility, because he felt the need to thank God for all these sacred things.
‘Holy love.
How loving to feed this other form of life.
I know that you carry and sense God’s holy Life.
Here you are one, in tranquillity and peace.
How can we thank the Creator for all the things given to us.
How deep shall we bow our heads for all the goodness He bestows on us.
We are truly one with God.
We can approach God with love in our hearts, knowing that we will be given in abundance.
Only with love.
God granted us this peace, this knowledge, these holy powers.
Our life is His.
God’s holy Power lies within you too, within you lies His love, because we bear one life, are one life.
Through our own life we see our Father; that is how we get to know Him in order to give ourselves in love.
Your path, precious life, we will follow.
You don’t ask for any gratitude, for any support, you feed because you know that you must help others.
You will alleviate hunger, you will give love.
What about the deeds of man who lives on earth?
There where I have to work, there one life destroys the other.
A person will satiate himself with another’s grief and sorrow.
Can that be God’s intention?
Of course not, God had something else in mind.
God merged mankind with love, but the people forgot their attunement.
They followed a different path, a path that led them into darkness from which only few escaped.
On earth they make use of your life to feed man; but that doesn’t satisfy them, they torment you, they let you starve and then they draw off your vital juices to cure man.
That is what they need God’s holy Life for.
That’s how deep man’s mind has fallen.
They defile God’s holy Life, they do it shamelessly.
Oh, so much evil of all kinds is committed on earth.
I don’t want to embitter your pure life by telling you about the lives they lead.
I will beware of that, we’re only gathered here for a short time.
Everything is cruel, they don’t sense our love in anything.
All love is smothered; they know only passion and violence.
That’s what man wallows in, he knows nothing else.
Help me to ask for power, that God may grant me the strength to lead them back to our path that takes them towards the light.
Pray with me for strength and support, that it may be granted to me, that God may strengthen my will and increase my vision so that I may look into their lives to make them see.
Help me to ask for this mercy, that I may succeed, that our love may flow into their hearts so that they will get to know a different kind of life.
Only by love, this holy power, the Divine Flame, will their hearts melt, will their life change, will they learn to see.
At present mankind is blind, spiritually deaf and blind.
Alas, that’s what they are.
May God grant me the power to link His Light and His Love to their life.
May His blessing rest on our task.
Now go over to my brother, let him feel your love, it will strengthen him.’
The miraculous thing happened.
The bird rose up, flew around the fountain and landed on André’s shoulder.
Now he could no longer control his emotions and let his tears flow freely.
‘Come, my son, be strong.
To receive love, pure and perfect love, will only mean happiness and strength.
Here love is strenght, it will ease the pain, change grief and sorrow into sacred happiness.
Accept everything.
God lives in all things and here His Power can be felt.
Everything is concentration, André, nothing else.
I spoke to him so that my words could be heard by you, but to him they are superfluous.
He senses me and will act in keeping with my feeling.
It will be clear to you that we can link ourselves up with all of life.’
A warm, happy feeling came over him.
It was the warm cherishing love of the animal.
It radiated love too and lived in the realm of love.
‘Now I want to make my spiritual dwelling clear to you.
Try to understand me, André, it’s very difficult.
I will try to picture it in an earthly way, which will make it easier for you to understand.
You already know where we are now: this is the room of love.
And all around there are various other rooms, they all represent character traits.
They are the rooms of faith, trust, simplicity and hope, humility, prayer, rest, and art, and many others.
Now here’s a room where I can perceive the life I lived on earth.
Everything is included, not a thought, nothing whatsoever has been lost.
Everything has been retained, that’s why we call it our earthly room.
It’s the room of truth.
You will be able to wander about for hours without discerning anything, as you have already experienced.
So they’re character traits, all my own.
Many other character traits are incorporated here, all of them rooms which I’m not even familiar with myself, because these are still invisible to me.
It will be clear to you that I don’t yet possess this awareness.
I still have a lot to experience, and as I ascend all these situations will gradually become visible to me, because my inner feeling will attune to them.
I spent a lot of time in the room of truth in order to proceed to the room of prayer.
And then on to the room of concentration and strong will power, to bring me in agreement, yes to attune me to the room of love, enabling me to link up.
And so I continue to refine my house, which I can only do by giving love, by being something for other people.
In that way I will find attunement to higher conditions, and one day I will pass on to even higher conditions, and then my house will have more beauty too, and I myself will possess more happiness and wisdom, yes, everything will exist in an even higher attunement.
Until my film of life will have changed into gold.
But this will take thousands of years, yet I know that one day I will be allowed to enter this happiness, that enhanced condition, if I keep on following my path in this way.
As long as we feel that we can keep on ascending, we will make every possible effort to capture that happiness, which is God’s holy will.
The foundations support the whole, which are the power of love of every creature that lives here in the fifth sphere.
The room of love is cultivated with various other traits.
Either by art or by other attunements which man possesses and has developed in an enhanced stage.
That’s why every dwelling is different, yet the rooms of love are one.
Is that clear to you?
So no two creatures are identical, but they all possess one love and that’s what connects them.
This will also become clear to you when I tell you that one being may be more apt in art than another, who in his turn has developed far beyond the first in certain other conditions.
In that way one is proficient in music, another in sculpture, yet another in painting and subsequent aspects of art which they have mastered.
You will get to know these conditions too on a subsequent journey.
So we merge with everything here, including our heavenly dwelling.
On earth people live outside of everything, whereas we are one with everything and linked up.
It will be clear to you, as you have already experienced all this, that a spiritual being is one with his dwelling and that his possession will radiate according to the love he possesses.
As I said, I can only show you the room of love and even here, where we are right now, you cannot perceive everything because you’re unable to fathom my deepest inner powers.
Is that clear to you too, André?’
‘Yes, Alcar.’
‘Marvellous, then on we go.
Ubronus drew you up into my higher attunement, so that you received a clear image; it would otherwise have been impossible for me to make this all clear to you.
It enabled you to see and feel that a spiritual dwelling has a globular shape.
The spheres have the same shape as my house.
So a sphere is a globular condition, which has attunement to the universe; in other words, our house reflects the universe.
A spiritual dwelling is the image of the universe.
The power of love links up all the rooms and maintains them.
You have perceived their partitioning.
Likewise, thousands of conditions of feeling exist within man, which are the traits that shape him.
Concentration and strong will power enable the traits to be fed by the power of love which is present, which the being possesses.
And as a trait develops, it will become enlightened and that room will be visible to the being that lives in that condition.
Do you feel, André, how it all functions?’
‘I understand you completely, Alcar.’
‘Splendid, then I’ll continue.
At present I am attuned to this sphere, which is a condition; and this condition is my dwelling and it’s me.
So my condition is a state of love, which finds attunement to this sphere.
This sphere is life, and life is God and so God is everything that lives here.
That’s why they say on earth: God’s house has many mansions.
Millions of creatures live in God’s house; in the house of our Father, that’s where we live.
So my house is a part of this sphere, a part of God, because I have attained this degree of attunement.
Now a human being finds attunement to a condition, a condition is a sphere, a sphere is a part of the universe, which enables me to demonstrate to you what a sphere is like.
Now look at the fountain: We start right at the top and descend from there.
Then we reach the rim of the basin.
That’s what the spheres are like, it’s the easiest way to explain their position.
But you can’t actually perceive this, because a sphere is infinite.
When we descend, we therefore return to the same place.
Yet it is not possible because a sphere is infinite.
You can encircle the earth, but that’s impossible in the universe.
Wherever man is, he feels himself to be one, he is one and will be so forever.
Wherever he may be, there is the centre.
So there is no end; that’s what our house will be like one day, our inner, infinite life, unfathomable love which we will possess, allowing us to find attunement to God and be Divine one day.
Every sphere has its own master.
And all other beings in this sphere live around this master, who has attunement to a higher sphere.
A master sacrifices himself for others and possesses the power and the authority to extend mercy.
We have our festivities, my son, which millions of beings take part in when they are in these conditions.
But even when they perform a task they are one and will experience what is experienced within their own condition.
They are and remain one, wherever they are.
Is that clear to you too?’
‘Yes, Alcar.’
‘So wherever I am, either on earth, here, or in any other conditions, I am and remain in my own attunement.
I will therefore experience as if I were actually present.’
‘How profound everything is, Alcar.
And full of miracles.’
‘I already told you, André, there are no miracles here.
Everything is truth and life.
As soon as we experience the life of which we still have no knowledge, the miracle dissolves before our eyes.
There are no miracles, everything is life.
So I can do my work and partake of spiritual festivities.
But this isn’t always the case, it depends on the things that take place.
We too are bound by laws.
When we participate, we clothe ourselves in beautiful garments.
These garments radiate in accordance with the power of love of the being.
The masters gather and give concerts.
Don’t compare them to earthly masters whose abilities bear no relation to their possessions within this attunement.
You will experience this too.
Our instruments cannot be compared to those on earth.
Here life itself induces us to play, since life serves us.
Our music is rendered in colours.
I hope you understand, when I say that here we play, even interpret life according to the extent it radiates.
So our notes are hues of colour.
You will shortly participate in a spiritual festivity, which will be the most sacred event of our journey.
It will be clear to you that a sphere is a heaven.
Likewise every creature possesses a heaven and it’s a heaven of its own.
Is this clear to you?
Every being is a different heaven and in that way many beings can make up a heaven and thousands of beings are able to shape a heaven.
So man can possess and is either a heaven or a hell, either alone or in the company of many thousands.
In that way two beings can shape a heaven, which are twin-souls, twin-brothers or twin-sisters.
Thousands or millions together shape one heaven.
All spheres bear different names, from the very first spiritual attunement onward.
Here we know the first blissful heaven in spiritual attunement, don’t we? As I already explained to you.
Then there’s the sphere of flowers, or the heaven of flowers.
The seventh sphere, the music and art sphere, is the blissful heaven.
It will be clear to you, André, that we constantly keep on changing, which is what the cycle of the soul implies and is.
Now you will know who I am and why we are together.
On earth, André, I was an artist, a painter, at the time when the masters lived on earth.
My paintings are still kept in museums, even though hundreds of years have since gone by.
On earth I was convinced of a life everlasting, because I too sensed that I was being helped.
Every artist is, to a certain extent, a medium.
I knew that an artist is able to receive his aspirations from higher sources, depending on his attunement.
There were times when I clearly sensed how I was being influenced by invisible forces.
On rare occasions I saw these powers and forces in the shape of a figure, and I tried to link up with that power, which helped my abilities to develop.
But only on this side did I see the truth.
I passed on at an early age.
I was forty-two when I went on my last journey.
During my career I mainly painted religious subjects, such as the exodus from Egypt, Golgotha, the Last Supper and many others, too many to mention.
My art was my life.
I can and may honestly say, André: I didn’t come to grief.
I didn’t mess up my life.
On this side I understood the great blessing of my early transition.
Here I got to know myself.
Here I understood the meaning of my life on earth and also what a blessing it is to be allowed to possess one of God’s gifts on earth.
It was here that I learnt that these masters won’t ever return, not even after a thousand years, and this also applies to those who possess the gift of music.
So a second Beethoven will never be born, because that art which finds attunement in the second sphere has already been given there.
But more about that later.
When I had become convinced of the existence of many conditions on this side, I returned to earth.
To my dismay I saw that many of my friends were following a dark path and had to be considered lost.
Also my mentor was in a similar position.
It hurt me to see them succumb, which made me decide to help them.
I tried to support them from here, but I had to give it up because they could not be reached in that way.
This knowledge caused me a lot of sorrow.
Those whom I loved were in the hands of demons.
In the end I returned to the spheres.
In the third sphere I learnt how to act upon man.
Years went by.
I also got to know the human body, as one can also master these studies on our side.
I studied this science in order to return to earth one day and help mankind.
Again I hastened back to earth and stayed there for quite some time and wandered around.
I experienced all the things that interested me as an invisible onlooker.
Afterwards I returned to the spheres and descended to help in the dark spheres, which enabled me to get to know that kind of life too.
It will be clear to you now why I can find my way around so well down there.
My friends passed on one after the other.
Some were happy, but others were in a dark condition.
I was soon able to convince them of this life, as they knew that I had already died before them.
I made it clear to them how they could develop and attain a higher attunement.
Again I returned to earth.
I experienced thousands of situations, of which I have shown you many from within my own condition.
I helped unfortunate creatures there too.
I also got acquainted with the powers that enabled me to do useful work on earth.
I saw their needs and their sorrow, their lack of spiritual nourishment and their ignorance of eternal life, and I clearly sensed that man first of all needed to get to know himself.
I lived on earth as a spirit for years on end.
Afterwards I returned and asked my master to help me.
It was Ubronus who supported me in everything.
He helped me to find a useful instrument on earth to whom I wanted to pass on all the wisdom I had acquired so that it would be made known on earth.
I primarily wanted to convince them of a life that continues forever.
Ubronus told me: ‘Look for an instrument that possesses the same attunement, which will make it possible to achieve something on earth.
It has to possess your own character traits, otherwise you won’t accomplish the goal you have set yourself.’
We visited the earth together, in search of an instrument.
And I too became acquainted with the miraculous, my son, because I had imagined everything to be completely different.
My mind was set on finding an adult who was conscious of his own condition.
But Ubranos taught me to follow a different path.
‘Look for a child’, he said, ‘and link yourself up with that life.
Attune yourself and develop it in its young years.
Protect it and take care it is not affected by strange influences which would be disadvantageous to its inner condition.’
That is how I found you, André.
All the other conditions you already know; you remember how I made myself known to you.
But in your youth I have had to protect you from many other situations in life.
I followed you painstakingly on all your paths.
I received help there too and was able to skill myself in other sciences.
It all related to life after death.
And when I was allowed one morning to begin, and to set up a link after I had had to wait for twenty-six years, I was happy that my work was about to start.
It took me a long time to get that far that I had convinced you that the psychic conditions, psychic mediumship, would mean spiritual gold to you.
Through you, André, I and many others with me will be able to help humanity to make life on earth, and this life too, clear to them.
I developed you to be able to disembody, and by now we have already been together on this side various times.
Often, my boy, I saw my work in jeopardy.
You were in other hands, in the hands of evil.
But we came through, due to your love, but also due to the will to do the right thing.
Oh, how hard those times were.
Years of waiting, years of exertion seemed lost.
I begged for help and at last you were in my hands and everything has opened your eyes.
To have to look on, André, how demons take control over the most precious, is terrible.
I thank God that it never got to the point that you were destroyed too.
You thought that you heard me, but it wasn’t me, I was no longer able to reach you.
I steered clear of all the dangers; I succeeded; you have learnt and you know what your life was like over there.
And now my son dwells in the fifth sphere as an earthly being.
And if you continue doing our work, then even more beautiful situations will be revealed to you.
Many sisters and brothers whom you convinced on earth and whom you were allowed to help are already on this side.
In time, when you arrive here, they will all be waiting for you and you will receive eternal happiness.
They will all be waiting for you, André, and to many others you will be able to serve as a guide on this side when they arrive in this life.
Everything you have experienced until now you will make known, and I will help you in this.
And now the moment has come for us to go on to the most sacred part of this journey: to heaven, in the life of the spirit.’