So I have been cruising through Michael Newton's Journey of Souls and the thing that bothers me about books like this is that living authors are provide very very specific details about what happens and how. To my ear it sounds a lot like religion - where'd they come up with some of those things? Like the list of do's and don'ts in a gated community. I put all that in to my 'commercial enterprise' folder.
I also understand that there is a spiritual side to this and to that I lend considerable credit. We do have capability far in excess of what you might think. People are capable of truly amazing things under the right set of circumstances, sometimes so improbable as to seem miraculous. I put all that into 'study of consciousness' folder and I think that's where the real investment is: reincarnation, Remote Viewing and possibly even communicating with ET. I just don't know what to make of some of the very specific descriptions I have seen. Just don't know exactly how to file them, and I don't have to. I start from the physiological knowing that training can give you skills, I just haven't figured out how to pump the psychic iron yet.
I'll share this. I just went through a very ugly situation. A friend lost two members of his family, one very suddenly and in a dramatic fashion. Been helping and there are daunting logistics involved. I had some connection to them but limited and infrequent. I can say that materialism won't make you happy and I got mountains of shit to prove it. Neither will gorging yourself on a daily basis, the local food bank around here will be getting the motherload today. One of two probably. But here's the weird part - I found a photograph of someone who died in the '70s. Never met him, he died young of leukemia. But damn, when I saw the picture it grabbed hold of me - so very, very familiar and I can't put my finger on it. I do have some of his possessions but I've had them for over 30 years. Weird, weird not-creepy feeling. Like a figurative slap in the face.
Having had a close look at the aftermath of something like this I was just going to circular file Journey but I can't throw away books without guilt. I got absolutely zero sense of anything other than piles of other people's crap until I found that photo. That's when I start thinking about the 'consciousness' folder wondering if I just got some sort of message I don't understand.