A poem by the famous poet CHRISTINA ROSSETTI:

Who has seen the wind?
Neither you nor I:
But when the trees bow down their heads,
The wind is passing by…

Who has seen the “spirits”? Apart from some mediums, most of us have not seen it. However, the “spirits” has left us with many “traces,” just like the wind that bends the trees. But many of us either choose to turn a blind eye or our belief systems act as a “shield.” Specifically, our pineal gland or third eye shields us.

For humanity, the spirits are indeed elusive, like a phantom or the wind. It cannot be seen or touched. Yet, it is undeniably the true ruler of a person’s life. So, what is the soul exactly? What is it made of? And how does it play its true role within the human body?

My First Impressions of Ghosts

The author’s first impression of ghost dates back to the time when their family moved into a haunted house and they became more aware of their surroundings. The mention of ghosts brings back feelings of terror and invokes childhood memories.

The Author’s Childhood

Growing up in a family of intellectuals in Guangzhou, China, during the 1950s, the author’s parents had unique backgrounds. my father was a former US Airform navigator in the United States, while my mother was a Hong Kong film actress. Through a series of coincidences, the renowned writer Chen Canyun became their neighbor in Hong Kong and repeatedly persuaded their parents to contribute their talents to the young People’s Republic of China. As a result, their father became One of the first American returnees to join the Chinese Air Force as a trainer, with One of his students being General Zhang Jihui, the former Deputy Commander of the Air Force. Their mother followed suit and became an actress in a Cantonese theater troupe.

My parents faced classification challenges due to their backgrounds. My father, labeled as an untrusted “Foreign Officer”, was unable to continue his military service and was eventually reassigned to work in a large state-owned factory in Guangzhou. He later became a teacher and acting principal at the factory’s school. My mother, being the descendant of a “Guomindang Bureaucrat” (Her father was ranked as a major general and senior staff officer of the Chen Ji-tang (陳濟棠) Army during the Republic of China and served as the chief political director of the sixth phase of the Whampoa Military Academy), knew that her opportunities in the theater and film industry would be limited to supporting roles and potentially even subject to criticism. Considering the circumstances, she chose to leave the theater and became a cultural committee member in the factory’s labor union.

During my childhood, A nursery rhyme that was often sung was “Daddy makes steel, and mother sends it down” and eagerly awaits my parents’ return home. I vaguely remember the adults’ aspirations for a better future. Despite going through the Great Leap Forward and difficult times, my childhood was still filled with happiness. Even though resources were scarce, I still fondly recall the only time I had the opportunity to eat horse meat, a story I recount with great delight to this day.

The Fate of the Haunted House

After I reached an age where I could truly understand things, my family moved into our first “haunted house.” According to my mother, in order for our family of three to move into a One-bedroom bungalow, my atheist parents accepted the arrangement of living in a long-abandoned “haunted house” that no One dared to inhabit. Prior to our occupancy, the house had served as a police station. It was believed that this arrangement would prevent the house from remaining empty and would help ward off evil spirits. Worried about scaring me, my parents kept this history hidden from me.

Before my sister was born (when I was eight years old), I was often left alone at home due to my parents’ work commitments. One day, a child told me that before we moved in, someone had hanged themselves in our house. It was a woman, and she was hanging from the third beam in the kitchen, near the toilet. This revelation was a shocking experience. From that moment on, whenever I was home alone at night, my scalp would tingle, and I would avoid going to the bathroom unless absolutely necessary. If I had to go, I would tiptoe there, my head held high. As I passed through the kitchen, my heart would race, and the hairs on my back would stand on end. My eyes involuntarily glanced at the kitchen beam, as if confirming whether something was still hanging there. The kitchen at the time had only a small wattage light bulb, slightly brighter than a candle. The dim, yellowish light cast eerie shadows, making the charred kitchen appear even more sinister and terrifying.

Not long after, when I was eleven years old, my father passed away from liver cancer. My mother told me that after we completed the seven-day mourning rituals and everyone felt exhausted, we went to bed a little earlier than usual. In the middle of the night, my mother vaguely heard the sound of a neighbor returning home from their night shift. Subconsciously, she knew it was probably around One o’clock in the morning. In the hazy darkness, she suddenly felt a cold breeze, as if someone had lifted the mosquito net. Startled, my mother opened her eyes and was astonished to see my father bending down to kiss her. Behind him stood a young woman with a soft, eerie voice, engaging in conversation with my father. Although my mother didn’t recognize her, her intuition told her that this was the restless spirit of the woman who had hanged herself in our current residence. It was said that a soul filled with resentment, if not given proper rites, would transform into a wandering spirit, often lingering in the place of their death. Moreover, this was her former home. The next day, my mother shared her encounter with the neighbors, describing the features of the “ghost” standing behind my father. Based on her description, the neighbors unanimously believed it was the wandering spirit, the middle stage of the woman who hanged herself… Everyone found it hard to believe. Although my mother was an atheist, this experience left an indelible mark on her. Despite some questioning whether it was just a figment of her imagination or a dream, my mother would contradictively argue that even though she didn’t believe in gods or ghosts, her experience was too vivid and real. She not only saw clear images but also felt physical touches and bone-chilling coldness. From that point on, my mother said that although she sometimes dreamt of my father, scenes similar to that encounter never occurred again. Could it all have been an illusion?

I had just turned eleven when I lost my father, and I tasted the pain and helplessness of separation and death for the first time. The questions of life and death, whether there are souls after death, why I exist, who I am, and whether I will die, filled my young mind. I also tried asking adults, but I never received satisfactory answers.

From a young age, I displayed a strong curiosity, especially when it came to small animals. For example, I would dismantle the locks at home, study them, and then reinstall them. I saved up the breakfast money and pocket money my father gave me and bought a small black dog without asking for permission. After my father’s death, my rebellious nature intensified, and I became even more independent and headstrong. I learned from the neighbors and rode my bike to faraway places to gather materials for building pigeon and chicken coops, carrying them back piece by piece, and building them myself. From then on, in addition to the dog, pigeons, and chickens, we also had cats and ducks in our house. Furthermore, I planted seven pomegranate trees and sugarcane. The reproduction of these animals and the growth, fruiting, and harvest of the fruit trees brought me great joy. In addition, I often went fishing, catching shrimp, and hunting birds. We never lacked food at home. The “ghost house” that no One wanted to live in before had become a haven for our family (including the animals), making some people envy and covet it. The family that was supposed to move in must have already set their sights on it, repeatedly reminding us not to dismantle the pigeon and chicken coops, and not to cut down the fruit trees.

We were a small family and didn’t have the qualifications to live in the “B District,” the One-bedroom bungalows. Moreover, because someone else had designated to move in, we were forced to move into the “D District,” where there was barely enough space for a large bed, a small bed, and a small desk, and there was hardly any room for a dining table.

The size of the D District house was not the main problem; what was mind-boggling was that this small house was another infamous “haunted house”! Even before we moved in, many people vividly described to us how the house was filled with “ghostly apparitions.” Although I was very angry and reluctant to part with my animals and fruit trees, we didn’t have a choice back then. We had to accept the circumstances. At the age of thirteen or fourteen, the most profound impression in my mind was how passive and stifling our life was. Was it a coincidence or destiny? Later on, I understood that I would spend my whole life dealing with “misfortune.” It had only just begun…

Regardless, we moved into this “haunted house.” We lived there until I moved to Hong Kong and we finally left. That was more than ten years later. The two “ghost houses” engraved all the experiences of my childhood and adolescent years.

Cantonese Opera Master Tells “Ghost Stories”

In 1983, I moved to Hong Kong. After arriving in Hong Kong, I worked two jobs. The first job was introduced to me by my thirteenth-ranked uncle, whom I met for the first time in Hong Kong. The second job came about after my uncle observed me for over a month and then arranged for me to work directly in his company. At that time, he owned two restaurants in North Point and Ngau Tau Kok, respectively, and rented a small space in Mong Kok to operate an iron window company. During the process of renovating the restaurant, I had several gatherings with the Cantonese opera performer Xin Ma Zai (also known as Xin Ma Shi Zeng/新馬師曾). Since I was in charge of the renovation work, I attended every gathering. After the restaurant renovation was completed, Xin Ma Zai invited our group, including his troupe members, to have a party at the Lisboa Hotel in Macau. As we were enjoying our meal, he began telling some “astonishing” stories. I had heard many ghost stories before, but few were as vividly narrated as those by Xin Ma Zai.

He recalled the time when he performed in Southeast Asia (Singapore, Malaysia, etc.). It was said that there was a powerful sorcerer named “Ghost King De” in the region, and out of curiosity, he asked the sorcerer to demonstrate his powers to the members of his troupe. More than forty people from their group were taken to a cemetery. Ghost King De drew a large circle with a red string and instructed them to stay within this protected circle. He then chanted incantations and waved a willow branch. Soon after, three white figures emerged from the graves. When these three figures overlapped, they could clearly see the appearance of the deceased during their lifetime—burned faces, unexpectedly uneven limbs, and other shocking details. Some curious members of the troupe ventured into the area, but they immediately felt an inexplicable chill. Xin Ma Zai said he felt something playing with the opera shoes he was wearing at the time—it was a very realistic sensation. With another wave of the willow branch by Ghost King De, the spirits obediently returned to their tombs. Several members of the opera troupe present during the meal confirmed the experience from years ago. As the excitement lingered, Xin Ma Zai went on to tell even more unheard-of stories… Another story was about a sudden change in the Southeast Asian situation at the time. A “Ghost King,” over two meters tall (non-human), escorted him back from Kuala Lumpur to his home in Hong Kong. Due to the passage of time, I can no longer recall the details of this story.

Once, I visited his home in Happy Valley. He believed in Taoism. He said that his wealth was not acquired through opera singing, but rather through the arrangements of fate. He had dreams in which Taoist deities asked him to do charitable deeds, and in return, people would give him precious jade stones. Sure enough, One day, a person he had never met before delivered nearly flawless white jade to him, just as promised. It wasn’t just One piece, as the same person would bring him another piece every day or two. The final count was quite substantial, but I can’t remember the exact number. I only recall him saying that even at that time, their value was astronomical. Before parting ways, he sent me off with a message: “Young man, be a good person, work diligently, and avoid greediness. You will also receive blessings from above.”

Since the stories mentioned above were not personally experienced, I didn’t pay them much attention and treated them as casual conversations. Over time, some details have gradually faded from memory. However, the parting words of the opera master and his benevolent figure still remain vividly in my mind to this day.

Many Lives, Many Masters

As someone who has always dreamt of a free and unrestrained life, Hong Kong has been a paradise that embodies my dreams. I feel at ease and can freely express myself here. However, “freedom” must be supported by self-discipline. Self-discipline is the result of moral education and belongs to a slightly higher level of consciousness. Unfortunately, as someone pursuing their dreams, I lack the corresponding awareness of self-discipline, and the result is inevitably contrary to my intentions. You see, the so-called dreams I pursue are actually driven by the subconscious desires encoded in my DNA. According to the universal laws of “free will” and the “law of attraction,” every person’s “wishes” will be responded to by the universe, but they can only manifest within the confines of space, time, and the laws of the material world. Only with virtue can we carry the weight of things. However, with my lack of virtue, I continue to chase after material desires… Life feels like a rollercoaster ride, experiencing infinite thrills only to return to the starting point. I will further discuss these topics in related blog posts.

It was by chance that I began to gain a deeper understanding of the soul. I discovered a Chinese version of the book “Many Lives, Many Masters” by Brian Weiss while browsing in a bookstore in Wan Chai, Hong Kong. This book describes a true story that took place in the 1980s: a young patient named Catherine came to Dr. Weiss for treatment of her anxiety disorder, and during hypnosis, she revealed 86 past lives! This miracle not only transformed the patient’s condition but also brought about a profound change in the life of the psychotherapist. Driven by his scientific beliefs, Dr. Weiss risked his professional reputation to document the entire process of therapy in this book. The book reveals the immortality and true meaning of life. It was my first encounter with a book about the soul and Reincarnation, opening a window for me to explore the spiritual realm.

The story of real people and real events astonished me, and I couldn’t help but contemplate past lives, present lives, the past, the future, and the questions related to the human soul. I began to realize that life might not be as simple as “dust to dust, ashes to ashes.” If the soul truly persists, our lives may hold a deeper significance. So, what is the soul, and what is the purpose and meaning of our existence?

As mentioned earlier, after moving to Hong Kong, my focus shifted from the pursuit of truth to the pursuit of fame and material gain. When One’s consciousness operates at a lower chakra level, related “catalysts” are randomly released—this is the design of the “laws” and the arrangement of “soul contracts.” I will explain this further in related topics. In short, there are lessons in life that were not originally meant for this lifetime, but if you insist on adding them, the Divine will certainly not say no. After all, even the Divine does not violate the “law of free will.” As a result, your exam questions become more complex. Some people can still handle them and gain deeper insights, and a few even graduate early. However, most people get caught in the cycle of suffering caused by deeper karmic forces. I have witnessed many of my colleagues and friends trapped in a prison of their own making, and some even resorted to suicide by hanging or shooting. Compared to their experiences, my own ups and downs in life are truly insignificant.

A person cannot awaken if they are not aware. Fortunately, I had an awakening when I hit rock bottom in life and began searching for the answers to the meaning of life in books. I labeled this phase as the “awareness” stage of my life. I delved into books about life, death, the soul, Reincarnation, spiritual communication, hypnosis, and scientific experiments related to spiritual phenomena. Growing up in an atheist household, I realized that whether or not there are gods in the world is a watershed of beliefs. From the perspective of atheism, this life is the only existence, without any other selves. However, from the perspective of the “etheric vision,” a person becomes easily shortsighted, prioritizing material pursuits and becoming solely focused on personal gain. If they become overly attached to fame and fortune, they may even engage in acts that are considered morally wrong. However, if the soul is immortal and Reincarnation is the continuation of the “self,” then the meaning of life cannot be simply understood as “when a person dies, they return to dust and earth.” Although I didn’t have the answers back then, my mind was exceptionally clear. Whether or not One has faith makes a world of difference in their perception of life. Without faith, a person tends to be materialistic. Their life goals often revolve around pursuing physical sensations. Interestingly, those who claim to have faith are not necessarily true idealists. True idealists would concern more about raising their consciousness. Many people may disagree with this statement, and if you, as a reader, hold a different opinion at this moment, it is not surprising. I was once like that too.”

In civilized societies, beliefs are protected. Every individual has the right to possess their own beliefs. Belief does not necessarily refer to religion; it refers to a strong or even complete conviction or faith in someone, something, or certain things. Belief is even independent of concepts of good or bad or morality. A person with good morals may not necessarily have beliefs, and likewise, a person with beliefs may not necessarily have noble morality. By extension, a person’s knowledge and social status may not necessarily be related to their morality. Morality is a part of consciousness. Personally, my belief is that the Creator created the universe. Each One of us is a co-creator of the universe and has the right to interpret our own lives in our own way. Earth or third-Density planets are just temporary stops in the process of our soul’s evolution and experiences. Instead of saying that belief is related to morality, it is more accurate to say that belief is related to perception. I believe that a truly faithful person is a subjective idealist. Their life goals will undoubtedly focus on the pursuit of spiritual perception. However, they will also understand the reality of the material world. Acceptance and understanding are equally important. There is no fundamental difference between having beliefs and not having beliefs. The only difference lies in the perspective with which things are viewed. In my words, it is merely a distinction between ethereal vision and personal vision. In other words, the distinction between “time/space” and “space/time“. I will further share these ideas with readers in other blog posts. Let’s return to the topic of the soul because, for me, they are a real existence.

So, “Who am I? What is the purpose of this life? Where will I go in the future?” became the goals and motivations for seeking the truth at that time. I believe that belief is a turning point. Once a true atheist believes in the existence of “divine beings” and the immortality of the soul, their awakening speed will be faster. At least, it was the case for me. I categorized this phase as the “awakening” stage. Understanding more…

Back then, my understanding of the soul was not limited to studying from books alone. I also attended several large spiritual gatherings for several years, where the speakers were renowned mediums, hypnotists, and spiritual therapists from around the world. Unless you were there in person, you wouldn’t feel such a profound impact. The idea of the possibility of the existence of the soul had a significant impact on my previous limited understanding. If the experiences and observations at the spiritual gatherings can’t be considered firsthand experiences, then perhaps the following two instances of soul exploration can overturn the beliefs of atheists.

Please note that due to the length and complexity of the original text, the translation may not capture every nuance perfectly. However, I have done my best to convey the main ideas and essence of your article.

Instances of Soul Exploration 1: My Father’s Apparition

Once, I attended a gathering at my friend’s house in Schaumburg, Illinois. During our casual conversation, my friend suddenly told me that my father was present with me and ready to have a conversation. My father had passed away when I was eleven years old. Occasionally, I would meet him in my dreams, but this was the first time we were supposedly meeting in real life. Despite feeling a bit taken aback, I had attended several spiritual gatherings before and knew how to communicate with spirits and verify their identities.

I took a deep breath and composed myself. I asked questions about my father’s appearance, attire, and characteristics. My friend answered each question One by One. My friend also noticed that my father wore a ring on his left little finger. Later, my mother confirmed that my father indeed had a habit of wearing a ring in that position, matching the description given by my friend.

When I asked my father why he appeared that day and if he had any messages for me, my mother, or my sister, his response deeply moved me. My father expressed his remorse for leaving us prematurely and causing various difficulties in our lives, both financially and emotionally. He especially acknowledged the burden my mother had shouldered alone to support the family. My father felt a profound sense of guilt for not fulfilling his responsibilities as a father and husband and hoped that we could forgive him – that was the purpose of his “apparition.” With that, my father bid farewell, leaving me with an endless sense of nostalgia and contemplation.

If the experience of my father’s sudden visit is not enough to illustrate the existence of the soul, the following experience of my “aunt’s arrival” will undoubtedly leave people astonished.

Instances of Soul Exploration 2: Aunt’s Visit

On July 21, 2009, my friend suddenly contacted me through Yahoo Messenger. I was in a small town in Guangdong, China, while she was at her home in Chicago. She told me that someone claiming to be my aunt had unexpectedly arrived at her house and requested to communicate with me through my friend. Sitting anxiously across from my friend, I immediately realized that the “aunt” mentioned by my friend was not a living person but a “spirit.” With the help of my friend, who had mediumistic abilities, I began to engage in a conversation with the “spirit.”

Having previously communicated with my father and attended numerous spiritual gatherings, I immediately set out to verify the identity of this aunt. In English, “aunt” can refer to various relatives, such as a paternal or maternal aunt, an aunt by marriage, or even a great-aunt. The Chinese terminology for relatives can be somewhat complex compared to English. As I hesitated, my friend, who possessed clairvoyant abilities, described the image she perceived: “Your aunt is petite but exudes a strong and commanding presence.” “I have many aunts; I’m not sure which One she is…” I responded. My friend quickly replied, “Your aunt says she passed away from cancer.” Interestingly, my mother had only One brother and two sisters. One of her sisters died during a bombing by Japanese aircraft. On my father’s side, he had fourteen siblings, and several of them and their spouses had already passed away, with the majority succumbing to cancer. At that moment, I still couldn’t figure out which aunt my friend was describing. As I spoke, my mind raced to search for answers… Suddenly, I thought of asking about her birth order among the siblings. Before I could finish my sentence, the aunt raised three fingers. My friend immediately interrupted my train of thought and replied, “3,” repeating it several times. Could it be the third aunt? I asked hesitantly. My friend quickly responded, “Your aunt nodded and smiled.” “Ah, it’s the third aunt.” We finally confirmed the identity of this aunt, which matched my friend’s description perfectly.

This aunt, in her lifetime, was an elegant lady and ranked 18th among her siblings. She had a total of 27 brothers and sisters. Her father held a high-ranking position in the Qing Dynasty, and their family-owned vast properties and employed numerous servants. Speaking of the number of children, my grandfather was not to be outdone. My father was the 11th among his 14 siblings, and his fourth-ranking aunt shared the same DNA as my father and had ten children of her own. Although my uncle held the third rank, the first two siblings died at a young age. As the eldest daughter in a prominent family, my aunt naturally became the matriarch of the clan. Their grandchildren, by hierarchy, referred to me as “uncle,” but in terms of age, they were slightly older than me.

Due to the early passing of my father’s father when he was very young, my aunt and uncle became like surrogate parents, raising my father. Additionally, due to the large extended family, my aunt and uncle held a special place in my heart, resembling the image of grandparents—kind yet strict. Especially my aunt, not only managed all the family affairs but also took charge of organizing family gatherings. With this in mind, I couldn’t help but ask, “What instructions does Aunt have for me?” “You already know!” Aunt replied with a confident smile. “Is it about Pingsheng Ge’s matter…?” I didn’t even finish my sentence before Aunt immediately interjected, “Exactly.” “Oh, my God!” I couldn’t help but think, could it be that Aunt is involved in worldly affairs? At this moment, my friend, who was acting as a translator from the spirit realm, was utterly confused and still unaware of the true content of our conversation. However, she informed me, “Your aunt smiled,” and nodded in gratitude for my friend’s assistance. Before disappearing, Aunt reminded me, “Remember our agreement.” With that, she vanished in the blink of an eye, just as she had suddenly appeared. My friend was left with a perplexed expression.

My friend told me that my aunt had been appearing at her workplace since the morning and even sat in her boss’s large chair (before my friend became a professional medium, she frequently encountered spirits seeking her help), which annoyed her. In the evening, my aunt appeared directly at her home. Even my friend, who was accustomed to the “worldly affairs,” rarely encountered spirits as “persistent” as my aunt. Upon further inquiry, my friend discovered that this petite aunt had been looking for me specifically. She was also curious as to why Aunt insisted on finding me.

It turns out that a few months ago, my cousin, “Pingsheng Ge,” called me from his home in Toronto, Canada, saying that he planned to drive with his son and wife to visit relatives in Boston, USA. When passing through Chicago, he wanted to make a special visit to our family, including my mother, sister, niece, and my eldest daughter. “Pingsheng Ge” is my aunt’s eldest son, and his two sons are my aunt and uncle’s (mentioned earlier, older than me) grandsons. My cousin was already in his eighties. To him, this opportunity to meet in person, despite the arduous journey, might be the last chance in his lifetime. Therefore, this arranged meeting held great significance to him. As the eldest son and elder brother in our family, as well as the father of my daughter, I naturally took on the responsibility of organizing the gathering. Although our family was residing in Chicago at the time, each of us had our own family and work commitments, making it challenging to come together. Moreover, during this period, I had just moved back to China, and the arrangements had yet to be finalized. Several months passed in a flash, and my cousin’s departure was imminent, but the meeting plans remained uncertain. That’s when Aunt intervened, leading to the scene of her visit I described earlier.

After the communication, I was extremely touched because in June 2009, just three months before this incident, I found her grandson/daughter through intuition in Boston (under the circumstance that all the information stored in my computer had been completely lost). And his son, my cousin, just called me last night to say that he had planned to visit my family in Chicago (my mother, my sister, and my daughter) from Toronto.

Due to the unheard-of arrangement, although everyone in the family was skeptical, they didn’t dare to be negligent in the slightest. The meeting was not only successfully arranged but also took place as scheduled. Although I couldn’t attend due to various reasons, my cousin’s wish was fulfilled. After hearing the first half of the story, my friend let out a long sigh of relief and was glad that she could act as a mediator between my friend’s family and loved ones in the realm between the living and the dead. Once again, I personally experienced a conversation that transcended time and space. This form of dialogue will appear in my upcoming “Interview Series,” where I will engage with angels, sages, influential figures, celebrities, and mysteries. As for the topics, readers are welcome to make requests regarding any “individual” and any subject they are interested in.

Perhaps some readers may wonder whether my spiritual friend can be considered a professional medium and whether she charged me any fees. The answer is that she wasn’t a professional medium before, and she didn’t charge me anything. Presently, she has become a well-known medium in her circle in Chicago. Interestingly, as she foresaw back then, I have indeed become her metaphysical mentor. Given the opportunity, I will share more experiences and insights in this regard.

Seek and You Shall Find

Seek and you shall find, this is an eternal truth. As described in my blog post ‘Who Am I?’ through my continuous search for truth, I began to understand and explore the realm of the soul, gradually encountering more mystical phenomena and enlightened beings. Many things exist beyond the scope of scientific understanding. This is because most scientists focus on exploring the universe from their own perspective, rarely observing from an ‘etheric vision‘. The so-called ‘etheric vision’ is essentially the perspective of the universe or God. RA refers to this as a ‘time/space‘ vision. To learn more…>

After gaining enlightenment, I embarked on a path of spiritual practice and discovered that I have a unique Soul Contract, known as a Soul Plan, which every individual signs before birth. The contents of this contract can only be revealed by unveiling the veil yourself.

During a meditation session, I realized a truth: science is an exploration and discovery from the bottom up, while the truth is illumination and manifestation from the top down.

What is the essence of a human being? And what is the essence of the soul?

To put it briefly, I would like to share my insights into the understanding of the ‘soul’ after embarking on the path of spiritual practice. If readers are interested in a detailed account of the process, I will share it in related blog posts.

The essence of a human being is a complex integration of heart, body, and soul. The essence of the soul is the self or consciousness, and The Source of consciousness is the Creator itself. In order to know itself better, the Creator fragmented a part of its consciousness into individual consciousnesses to experience and explore. The Creator is like the vast ocean, and the soul is like a raindrop. When the raindrops fall on mountains, forests, plains, farmlands, and lakes, they take on different densities and spaces within the universe… Then, as rainwater, they slowly gather into streams, merging into swift rivers, and after a long journey, ultimately returning to the ocean. To learn more…>

The self-definition of humanity

Human beings and humanity are our own definitions of ourselves and our fellow beings. As entities on Earth, we refer to ourselves as humans. Humanity, on the other hand, is our self-perception as the most intelligent beings at the top of the Earth’s food chain. At times, we even believed ourselves to be the only intelligent beings in the evolutionary process of the universe. Even today, there are still many who hold such thoughts. However, based on the records of cosmic civilization evolution, humans are entities on a third-Density planet within the solar system. The collective consciousness of humanity (excluding a small number of wanderers) has recently evolved from the level of second-Density self-awareness to the level of intelligent beings with social consciousness. We refer to ourselves as humans and humanity. Humanity is not the only intelligent life form in the universe. RA reveals in the “Law of One” that there are approximately 67 million planets with life in the Milky Way alone (about 0.027% of the total). Among them, about 17% belong to the first Density, 20% to the second-Density, 27% to the third Density, 16% to the fourth Density, 6% to the fifth Density, and the remaining 14% are divided between the sixth and seventh densities. To learn more…>

Although we humans perceive ourselves as intelligent beings, our technology is rapidly advancing. However, relative to that, we are still quite lacking in various fields, while the destruction we inflict upon nature is unprecedented.

The essence of a human being is the soul. More precisely, a person is a complex integration of heart, body, and soul. It is the integration of the Mind Complex, the Body Complex, and the Spirit Complex, forming a unified whole. To learn more…>

The Origin of Humanity

The ancestral souls of humanity are said to be 50% from Mars, 25% from other planets, and only 25% from the native inhabitants of Earth’s second Density. Among them, there are 65 million wanderers who have specifically come to assist humanity on Earth. To learn more…>

Mind/Body/Spirit Complex

According to RA, the author of the Law of One, the soul is composed of highly complex integration. Simplistically speaking, it consists of the Mind Complex and the Spirit Complex. Buddhist teachings describe it as a complex integration of the Biological Body, Etheric Body, Emotional Body, Mental Body, Astral Body, Cosmic Body, super-Cosmic Body, and the True Self/origin body. Other belief systems have their own descriptions as well. Through meditation and study, the author has come to these conclusions, which are the result of the “distortions” described in the Law of One. In essence, the sages use different understandings and expressions to describe the same thing. The author will provide a detailed description in the blog posts on “healing” and “meditation”.

The essence of humans is the Mind/Spirit Complex

In various cultures and religions, the soul is referred to by different names, such as the Higher Self, the vital essence, spirituality, spirit, and the Mind/Spirit Complex, among others. Our understanding of the soul as humans often revolve around the concept that after the death of the physical body, what remains is the soul. The soul, as understood by humans, is perceived as something separate rather than an integrated whole.

To understand the soul, we must first recognize that life in the first Density begins with elements, and consciousness arises from awareness. The second Density is the Density of organic life, including plants, animals, and bacteria. At this stage, consciousness begins to develop self-awareness. In the third Density, which is the Density in which humans reside, consciousness evolves to the level of social relationships. In this Density, an entity’s consciousness carries not only the awareness and survival instincts from the first and second densities but also the form of social relationship consciousness, which is the learning of love.

In the third Density, consciousness has evolved into human consciousness, and we refer to it as an entity with a soul. Humans possess a level of compassion and empathy in their consciousness that second-Density beings do not have. When the physical body of an entity is lost, we call it death, but the entity’s Mind/Body/Spirit Complex is not lost. After the physical body is gone, the entity continues to function as a whole, operating in the form of an Etheric Body (Etheric layer/Body), which is invisible to ordinary perception. If the entity has further lessons or needs to continue experiencing and learning in the third Density, it will go through Reincarnation and choose a suitable physical body to continue its learning and experiences.

Generally speaking, human consciousness is categorized as the third-level or third-Density form of consciousness in the evolutionary consciousness of the universe. Through personality development and spiritual practice, an entity can reach higher levels of consciousness. Due to the vast amount of information encompassed by consciousness and levels, please refer to the description of “Consciousness and Levels” in the related articles for more details.

What is the Soul Made of and How Does It Work?

The soul and consciousness are composed of neutrinos, which are referred to as “particles” or “subatomic particles.” They can seamlessly traverse different densities, including different forms of matter and vibrational frequencies. For example, they can freely move between space/time and time/space. In our space/time, they are considered subatomic particles. Learn more…

Firstly, let’s consider the relationship between the soul and the physical body using a simple analogy. It is similar to the relationship between a driver and a car or between a computer operating system (OS) and a computer. A car cannot move without a driver, and a computer is useless without an operating system. On a deeper level, even if there is a driver and a car or a computer and an operating system, if they are not well-matched or if there is a mismatch in their compatibility or alignment, the results will be significantly different. The relationship between the physical body and the soul is similar in nature.

Higher Self

The Higher Self, also known as the Oversoul, refers to a person’s future self. The Higher Self exists at the level of consciousness in the 6.5th Density. Each Higher Self oversees seven individual souls, which are distributed across different densities and the seven sub-densities of space (realities). These souls may encompass a range of experiences and locations, from what we commonly refer to as hell to heaven, depending on their learning and experiential needs.

If readers are interested in learning more, I will be happy to share further detailed information and stories in my blogs related to the soul.

Written by MiLOVE, January 1, 2021, in Florida.