We are spirit with a body, not a body
with a spirit.
The accident.
In this chapter you will read my take on death.
“And what experience do you have to talk about this subject”? I hear you ask.
Well over the years I’ve seen and handled quite a few bodies, dead ones that is, picture the scene…..
It is a Friday evening, about 1030pm in a market town and I’ve just started my fifth night shift. We’re getting ready for the usual bout of intoxicated madness that takes place up and down the country, the fights, the domestic arguments, the damage, and associated ‘culture’.
On the radio there is the report of a serious traffic accident about five miles outside of town on an A-class road. The response car is sent initially with the traffic car and it proves to be very serious. A small saloon has come out of a country lane onto the main road into the path of a large four wheel drive which has been unable to take any avoiding action and has collided at speed into the side of the smaller car. Inside the smaller car are three people, two males in the front and a young lady in the rear. You can guess the condition of the smaller car. All emergency services are on scene and the road is closed. We now have limited resources left in town.
Sadly the two males are pronounced dead at the scene, but the young lady is alive and conscious, so all efforts are concentrated on releasing her which is done without too much fuss.
Now you may or may not know this but it takes the authority of a Medical Doctor to pronounce life extinct, and once that is done the ‘body and effects’ come under the jurisdiction of the Coroner. The body cannot even be moved unless the Coroner or his deputy has authorised it.
The two young men were still in the car and their positions in the vehicle and if possible their possible identity had to be ascertained before removal. The Sergeant, a great big hulk of a man, looked at me. He didn’t have to say any more.
Now, I’ve no doubt that most of my shift considered me a tad different but I have always believed, to use an analogy, ‘when the driver gets out of a car the car can no longer move and will eventually rust and decay. The driver gets into their next car’.
From an outsiders view the scene could be described as chaos, but everyone knew what they were doing. The Ambulance crew had finished inside the car and were tending to the young lady. The Fire and Rescue Service were doing what they could to clean up the scene without disturbing any evidence. It was my job to climb inside the remains of the car and ‘label’ or ‘tag’ the occupants.
Rather than ‘close down’ and get in and out of the car as fast as I could, I ‘opened up’ (expanded my awareness). On a physical level I was immediately aware of how warm these two unfortunate ‘bodies’ were, as if they were releasing or letting go of the last of their physical heat. On a mental level I was also aware of the ‘minds’ or consciousness of both of them hovering around, if you like, just above the scene, I sensed confusion. I sent them a thought of light and healing, tried to explain what had happened, and asked for my helpers and theirs on the other side to assist their passing.
In most cases when a soul is ejected from a physical body with force, the ‘mind’ of that soul will be in confusion and will not look at moving on to where we all go in the end. They will hang around near their physical body trying to figure out what is happening often wondering why no one can see or hear them.
There are many books on the subject of ‘passing over’ but one I have found to be very informative is a book called ‘The Supreme Adventure’ by Robert Crookall, first published in 1961 (James Clarke & Co.). In it he describes the various methods of passing (such as by natural causes, by way of accident and by even more extreme ways such as explosion) and the resultant effects ‘on the other side’. ‘Dr’ Crookall was the Principle Geologist for Her Majesty’s Geological Survey and a lecturer in Botany. He was also a member for the Institute for Psychical Research. He gained his material and ‘evidence’ for this book from a large selection of published works primarily concerned with the experiences described by the ‘dead’ by way of ‘mediumship’.
On the occurrence of death by ‘natural causes’, in most cases there appears to be a period of rest/sleep in order that the individual can recover from whatever dis-ease that caused their physical body to shut down, depending on how debilitating that disease was. The length of this ‘sleep’ also appears to depend on how aware spiritually an individual is and/or how much they suffered. Very rarely an individual may be so advanced on a soul level that they deal with what they have to and then move on to whatever plane of consciousness that their soul dwells on. The process of how this happens is described in more detail in the chapter on ‘bodies’.
Back to ‘the accident’. I am now climbing over the two young men inside the wreck of the car in order to tie onto their thumbs a tag that identifies their position in the car. This is to assist the Coroner in ascertaining what happened when the inquest is held. The Sergeant, bless him, is asks if I’m OK. Unbeknown to him, I’m finding the whole experience enlightening and is basically ‘an honour’ in that I can tend to these two young men in a way that aids their passing.
I label the tags, front seat driver, and front seat passenger and tie the tags onto their associated thumbs. There was a rumour going around at the time that I used the finger of the driver to help me tie the knot on the passenger! Once this is done we can recover the bodies and for ‘continuity’ I have to accompany them to the hospital mortuary about fifteen miles away. Once there, with the assistance of the mortuary staff, the bodies are searched for personal effects that will assist in their identification. These personal effects are placed into bags, listed and sealed for the Coroner. Once I have noted this ‘evidence’ into my pocket book, my job is done and I return to the market town.
By this time it is about 2.30 in the morning and as I drive into the town the stragglers from the clubs and takeaways are wending their way home. One such individual, less than steady on his feet and tucking into a large kebab, looks at me as I drive by and shouts an obscenity. I keep on driving.
It is part of Police Regulations that after dealing with such a situation I would be entitled to go home to recover emotionally and to receive counselling. Neither are taken or needed.
The accident.
In this chapter you will read my take on death.
“And what experience do you have to talk about this subject”? I hear you ask.
Well over the years I’ve seen and handled quite a few bodies, dead ones that is, picture the scene…..
It is a Friday evening, about 1030pm in a market town and I’ve just started my fifth night shift. We’re getting ready for the usual bout of intoxicated madness that takes place up and down the country, the fights, the domestic arguments, the damage, and associated ‘culture’.
On the radio there is the report of a serious traffic accident about five miles outside of town on an A-class road. The response car is sent initially with the traffic car and it proves to be very serious. A small saloon has come out of a country lane onto the main road into the path of a large four wheel drive which has been unable to take any avoiding action and has collided at speed into the side of the smaller car. Inside the smaller car are three people, two males in the front and a young lady in the rear. You can guess the condition of the smaller car. All emergency services are on scene and the road is closed. We now have limited resources left in town.
Sadly the two males are pronounced dead at the scene, but the young lady is alive and conscious, so all efforts are concentrated on releasing her which is done without too much fuss.
Now you may or may not know this but it takes the authority of a Medical Doctor to pronounce life extinct, and once that is done the ‘body and effects’ come under the jurisdiction of the Coroner. The body cannot even be moved unless the Coroner or his deputy has authorised it.
The two young men were still in the car and their positions in the vehicle and if possible their possible identity had to be ascertained before removal. The Sergeant, a great big hulk of a man, looked at me. He didn’t have to say any more.
Now, I’ve no doubt that most of my shift considered me a tad different but I have always believed, to use an analogy, ‘when the driver gets out of a car the car can no longer move and will eventually rust and decay. The driver gets into their next car’.
From an outsiders view the scene could be described as chaos, but everyone knew what they were doing. The Ambulance crew had finished inside the car and were tending to the young lady. The Fire and Rescue Service were doing what they could to clean up the scene without disturbing any evidence. It was my job to climb inside the remains of the car and ‘label’ or ‘tag’ the occupants.
Rather than ‘close down’ and get in and out of the car as fast as I could, I ‘opened up’ (expanded my awareness). On a physical level I was immediately aware of how warm these two unfortunate ‘bodies’ were, as if they were releasing or letting go of the last of their physical heat. On a mental level I was also aware of the ‘minds’ or consciousness of both of them hovering around, if you like, just above the scene, I sensed confusion. I sent them a thought of light and healing, tried to explain what had happened, and asked for my helpers and theirs on the other side to assist their passing.
In most cases when a soul is ejected from a physical body with force, the ‘mind’ of that soul will be in confusion and will not look at moving on to where we all go in the end. They will hang around near their physical body trying to figure out what is happening often wondering why no one can see or hear them.
There are many books on the subject of ‘passing over’ but one I have found to be very informative is a book called ‘The Supreme Adventure’ by Robert Crookall, first published in 1961 (James Clarke & Co.). In it he describes the various methods of passing (such as by natural causes, by way of accident and by even more extreme ways such as explosion) and the resultant effects ‘on the other side’. ‘Dr’ Crookall was the Principle Geologist for Her Majesty’s Geological Survey and a lecturer in Botany. He was also a member for the Institute for Psychical Research. He gained his material and ‘evidence’ for this book from a large selection of published works primarily concerned with the experiences described by the ‘dead’ by way of ‘mediumship’.
On the occurrence of death by ‘natural causes’, in most cases there appears to be a period of rest/sleep in order that the individual can recover from whatever dis-ease that caused their physical body to shut down, depending on how debilitating that disease was. The length of this ‘sleep’ also appears to depend on how aware spiritually an individual is and/or how much they suffered. Very rarely an individual may be so advanced on a soul level that they deal with what they have to and then move on to whatever plane of consciousness that their soul dwells on. The process of how this happens is described in more detail in the chapter on ‘bodies’.
Back to ‘the accident’. I am now climbing over the two young men inside the wreck of the car in order to tie onto their thumbs a tag that identifies their position in the car. This is to assist the Coroner in ascertaining what happened when the inquest is held. The Sergeant, bless him, is asks if I’m OK. Unbeknown to him, I’m finding the whole experience enlightening and is basically ‘an honour’ in that I can tend to these two young men in a way that aids their passing.
I label the tags, front seat driver, and front seat passenger and tie the tags onto their associated thumbs. There was a rumour going around at the time that I used the finger of the driver to help me tie the knot on the passenger! Once this is done we can recover the bodies and for ‘continuity’ I have to accompany them to the hospital mortuary about fifteen miles away. Once there, with the assistance of the mortuary staff, the bodies are searched for personal effects that will assist in their identification. These personal effects are placed into bags, listed and sealed for the Coroner. Once I have noted this ‘evidence’ into my pocket book, my job is done and I return to the market town.
By this time it is about 2.30 in the morning and as I drive into the town the stragglers from the clubs and takeaways are wending their way home. One such individual, less than steady on his feet and tucking into a large kebab, looks at me as I drive by and shouts an obscenity. I keep on driving.
It is part of Police Regulations that after dealing with such a situation I would be entitled to go home to recover emotionally and to receive counselling. Neither are taken or needed.