t the dawn of time, God created the Universe. Minerals, plants, animals. Then He created man, and wanted to make him his equal. But he soon realized that his instincts were primary.
So God endowed him with a conscience, while leaving him free to do good or evil. Because to be sincere, this sacred rapprochement was not to be falsified either by the attraction of an advantage or by the fear of a punishment.
Endowed with an intelligence far superior to that of other creatures, man quickly became its absolute master.
From then on, his natural pride, his possessive and pleasure-seeking instinct stifled his embryonic conscience and pushed him to exploit his brothers, sometimes to the point of death.
When men was ascending to Heaven, a particular Angel was receiving them. His name was Sathan - "the judge". But this judge was inflexible and always angry to see the drift of men on Earth. So, when he welcomed them, no one found favor in his eyes, and he was ordering the destruction of their souls or their sending to purgatory. The least "corrupt" were immediately sent back to Earth.
To God who was surprised not to see any soul come to Him, the Angel exhibited their bad deeds and explained that if we wanted to see the Good appear, we had to pull out the Evil at the root.
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One day an old man threw to Satan:
- What do you know about life down there? No one can dwell there without spot.
- What are you saying to me, wretch? Just lead a simple life and pray to God.
- Do it ! challenged the man.
Stung to the quick, Sathan descended to Earth.
He chooses to be a priest. To the greatest misfortune of his contemporaries, because his zeal made him formidable. He offered human sacrifices to the gods and gave free rein to his thirst for perfection by sending to the stake all those whose faith was doubtful.
Before the Earth was depopulated, he died assassinated by a self-sacrificing Angel.
In Heaven, Sathan relied on congratulations to quell the great anger that was consuming him. But finding only reprobation, he cut himself off from the Creator.
Carrying in his wake the rebellious souls, he settled in the lowest part of Heaven, just above the Earth.
God let him, but the episode affected him deeply. Upon discovering hatred, He wondered: How did it germinate in the middle of Love? »
For the first time God had doubts about men and His Plan. Why would they tear each other apart? Had He not endowed them with intelligence and discernment, to feed themselves, to clothe themselves, to defend themselves from wild beasts? of kindness to love each other, to help each other?
Nature, which shelters them and provides them with sun and rain, does it not testify to Her benevolence towards them?
But by observing their souls, He then realized that: “ They see nothing. The Angels that I have placed close to them to inspire and protect them, they do not feel their presence. Their conscience, they don't listen to it. The Right Way, they do not seek it... "
So the Plan? This tender invitation made to man to join Him, to merge with Him, to fill the Universe with Love with Him...?
"Can't the spirit overcome matter?" he wondered sadly.
In order to be able to answer this essential question, God wanted to descend Himself on Earth. But He could not leave the Universe unguarded, so He reluctantly decided to send a soul close to His own there.
- You are going to represent Me on Earth, he said to him. You will teach men not to cling to things, to turn away from Evil and to act according to their conscience. Let them know that I love them all. And that it is enough for them to transmit even a little of this Love to those around them.
- I'm going with enthusiasm, Father.
- I have to warn you, they won't listen to you. They will laugh at you.
- I will never be discouraged.
- They will hit you. Then they will kill you.
- But then... what's the point of me going down?
- Because men have to be awakened. Show them the example. And this can only be achieved by a man, among men.
“A man whose life and death will mark the spirits for centuries, he added with infinite pain for this soul so tender.
“No complaint or resentment shall come out of your mouth during your trials. I will not support you in body or spirit. Your only strength will be the love and trust you have for Me. Go.
On Earth, the power of Rome eats away at the planet, like leprosy; crushing, humiliating entire peoples. Drunk with his victories, Caesar declares himself imperator of the nations, then grand pontiff, and demands to be venerated as the equal of a God.
Roman hegemony is everywhere... Henceforth his vices and his crimes are exposed in broad daylight. In circuses, to applause and laughter, slaves kill each other, wild beasts devour prisoners and rebels alive.
It was in Judea, which had recently become a Roman province, that Joshua was born at the winter solstice, into a Jewish family. A people to whom Moses entrusted, more than a thousand years ago, the recommendations of a single God and who, despite persecutions, have an unshakeable faith in him. An incomprehensible faith, which neither the violence nor the deportations to Babylonia has shaken.
By being born at this time, in this part of the world and as a Jew, Joshua left Heaven for Hell.
When they learn that Herod I, King of Judea, has ordered the killing of all Jewish male children under the age of two, Joshua's parents rush to Egypt. On the death of Herod, they return, but on the way, warned that his son Archelaus has replaced him, they stop in Galilee, at Nazareth.
In this climate of repression and fear, Joshua's childhood was rocked by the victories of Joshua, David and Solomon; stories of battles against the Canaanites, the Moabites, the Philistines, the Amalekites...
But growing up he realizes that this people, Israel, is deeply divided, especially on the interpretation of its own law, the Torah. His father belongs to the Essene current which retains only the spirit of the Law and not the letter as the Pharisees do. He deplores the assassinations of Roman soldiers perpetrated by the Zealots but despises the Sadducees who, with the support of Rome, constitute the superior priestly class, endowed with all the privileges.
The only common point of all these currents is the expectation of the Messiah.
The people, faithful to the Judaic idea, imagine him as an avenger and a vigilante. He will drive out the Roman, punish all the guilty, and restore the glory of Israel and the kingdom of God on earth.
When not studying at the synagogue, Joshua helps his father with the carpentry.
Several times he wanted to talk to her about Myriam de Magdala, this young girl with whom he has long conversations and whose light in her eyes reminds him... reminds him...?
- Son, I finished this board; could you put it in this corner and bring me another?
- Of course Abba.
However, the lightness of the pieces to be moved surprises Joshua. Observing his father on the sly, his heart sinks.
“ He is tired! How did I not realize that? he reproaches himself immediately.
Leaning against a rock on the side of a hill, the young man smiled. Myriam will please her parents. He imagines his mother (who has the same first name) offering him an infusion of Kaldi berries...
But a shadow veils this vision: isn't love making him selfish? His father is not well. The world is not well...
As if in response, a supernatural light appears. A deep voice emanates from it, both soft and imperious:
“Evil must be stopped. Bring to the world My message of love! »
Immediately the young man fell to his knees, his head in his hands.
This celestial manifestation upsets him but curiously, the message does not surprise him. As if he had always known... that fate would catch up with him one day. Yet he stammers, sobs in his voice:
" How!... How to tell these people who kill for a coin, that they must love each other?" »
But slowly the light withdraws, leaving him, troubled to the extreme, to find answers himself.
The days, the months pass without his discomfort fading. Was it really a heavenly injunction, or a manifestation of the Evil One to destroy him?
“ Would God entrust such a mission to a son of a carpenter!?
Yet, imperceptibly, like a flower emerging from dark water, the terrible reality of his inescapable fate blooms within him.
And when Myriam, with bright eyes, describes their future home, his smile is sad, because he senses that he will never share this happiness with her.
J oshua prays long hours alone. He calls on God with all his strength, with all his being, so that He deigns to enlighten him.
Tonight he is sitting by the shore of Lake Tiberias. Disconcerted by the silence of Heaven, he questions the waves that die at his feet. On its shimmering waters, the city shines in the distance.
Suddenly, a mountain emerges from the lake! Joshua steps back so hastily that he falls backwards and stares, haggard, at the sight before him:
On the mountain, through the black cloud that envelops it in shadows of all kinds, stands an immense cross... and on this cross, a man is nailed! He is dying. Despite the distance and the suffering that distorts the features of his face, Joshua recognizes himself!
- This is what awaits you if you take this path!
(Lord, where is this voice coming from?? he asks himself, turning around)
- If you are the messiah, save yourself!
But now the raillery mingles with the complaints of the forgotten, the desperate, who beg, with their hands outstretched towards him:
- Joshua, don't abandon us... Help us.
- Ts, ts! Turn to life... whispers a voice behind him. Think of Miriam!
Joshua remains prostrate, listening to the filthy whispers of some, the pleas of others. His head is spinning, but he understands that he has to make up his mind. Commit or not. NOW.
The falling night sees him still swaying, still seated. He who is all love, how could he bear the bite of insults, hateful looks??... the crucifixion!?
- You who found the path of Love, guide us. Show us a ray of hope.
Between tremors and icy sweats, Joshua balances between his terror of the gallows and a deep desire to help men. In the unprecedented fight that agitates him, he leans in turn for life, with Myriam, for death, alone and under the spittle.
The misty dawn finally finds him serene. On this morning of the beginning of the world, Joshua's heart envelopes the whole earth in its love.
He renounces earthly happiness. He is ready to face the hatred of men. Yes, he is afraid, very afraid even; but wouldn't a mother give her life to save her children? And he loves these men and women as if they were his children. Their faults, their weaknesses are only misguidances. He must bring them back to God.
All, even those dominated by hatred; they are also his brothers. They too are afraid; of hunger, of disease, of death, of arbitrariness. This is what leads them astray. They too need to regain confidence in life .
Yes, he saw what awaited him, but in all conscience he decided that the stakes exceeded his small existence.
He is determined to sacrifice himself.
A light imbued with joy then descends into him. His inner being blooms like a lotus, multiplying his vision, his sensitivity.
A few days later, as he ponders how to reorganize his life, Joshua flinches. Myriam came and sat next to him. She smiles and her young man's heart is overturned. “ Adoni, support me! he prays feverishly. I'm no longer afraid of failing, but to stick to my decision I have to lie to Myriam!... She mustn't become more attached to me. Seeing her suffer would be beyond my strength. »
- You have to leave Myriam to me, he mutters.
- How ?...
- You have to leave me. I decided to dedicate myself to God. It is better that you forget me.
- What? Dedicate yourself to God!? Cut you off from the world?! Give up having children, a home?
- Yes, he articulates at the height of torture.
The slap leaves. She's almost good for him.
- Hit me again, he said tenderly, turning the other cheek.
In astonishment, Myriam's eyes widen, then streak with lightning. She is about to throw herself on him, but with a scream, suddenly gets up. Seeing her walk away, the young man's heart breaks, then tears when he hears her cries turn into the moans of a wounded animal.
To stop thinking, Joshua absorbs himself in Torah study and carpentry. He claims to have found his calling in woodworking. This passion enchants old Yosef and explains his son's haste to take everything from her hands.
Despite this, the young man can't stop his father growing weaker by the day, nor can he stop worrying about Shimeone, one of his brothers who, since his involvement with the Zealots, rarely returns home.
One evening, word spread that a dozen of them had been arrested. When we know the tortures that await those who dare to oppose the regime of Rome, there is reason to tremble. Suddenly, for Joshua, there is no question of adding to his father's torments by revealing his fatal mission to him. She will wait until he has left this world.
Like every year, Joshua accompanies his parents to Jerusalem to spend the Passover holiday there. He is always surprised by the agitation which reigns in this city which has become the center of Jewish aspirations. From Perea, Galilee, Alexandria, Babylon, the Jews flocked. To encourage each other on their long walks through the desert, they sing psalms of joy.
During the endless discussions, Joshua learns that Herod Archelaus has been deposed, that it is a Roman prefect, Pontius Pilate, who now administers Judea, and that Herod Antipas, another son of Herod the Great, has obtained to be the steward of the Temple of Jerusalem.
This time, however, Joshua is not filled with wonder by the pomp that spreads out in the temple to dazzle the pilgrim. The ancestral practices are still there, but they only mask a facade of piety. The prayers, ostentatious and shrill, do not have that vibration of love which carried him to heaven in his little synagogue in Nazareth.
He observes, revolted, the priests in their sumptuous sacerdotal clothes. They call themselves the representatives of God while at the foot of their temple spread out beggars pale with hunger.
The trip exhausted his father; his wife had warned him, but nothing could be done. And tonight, the good Yosef - as his friends call him - is dying.
Eyes closed he calls for Shimeone, but no one knows where he is. His wife, his other children, friends and neighbors are there, silently. Everyone caresses their memories like the objects with such a soft luster that they made and liked to give away. Candles are placed here and there in the bedroom.
In the night, his breathing becomes jerky, his cheeks hollow. Suddenly he stands up, his eyes shining.
-Shimone ! my son...
All eyes turn to the wall that his trembling hand points to. There's nothing, but everyone understands that won't have to wait any longer for Shimeone.
A last hiccup raises his chest then his eyes cloud over; finally he dies, a delighted smile on his lips.
Joshua mourns both his father and his brother when suddenly he realizes with a shudder, that he must now devote himself to his mission... and go through with his end, the infamous death on the gallows.
A week has not passed that one evening an argument opposes his brothers about the carpentry. When his name is mentioned as an elder, Joshua steps in.
- Do you share the good of our father. I am not staying.
In the morning, the young man explains to his mother that he is going to join the Essenes.
- I need to understand, amma...
Shortening the farewell, taking only a gourd and a few figs, he set out into the Judean desert.
His father loved to see the Essenes place the inner life of the soul above all outer practices; unlike the Pharisees whom he called the "Seekers of flattery".
Away from the despotism of the masters of Palestine, the Essenes have taken refuge in retirement and silence. The heart of their community is in Qumran, by the dead sea, still and gray, at the foot of the desolate mountains of Moab.
Peaceful , with an exemplary morality, they try to repress any movement of anger and any passion. They are weavers, carpenters, winegrowers or gardeners but never gunsmiths or traders. The brothers live in the community of goods and in celibacy. Some, however, are married and form a third order affiliated with the other.
Joshua had to undergo a one-year novitiate, then wait another two years before being integrated into the brotherhood, entering into contact with the masters of the order.
The common meals in which he now takes part are celebrated with great solemnity; during these fraternal feasts which begin and end with prayer, the garment worn is sacred and must be removed to return to work.
The initiation has three degrees, but very few succeed in it.
The esoteric tradition transmitted by the Essenes amazes Joshua: this ancient wisdom of the initiates has nothing to do with the official Jewish doctrine! It is about resurrection and love of neighbour. These revelations seem to him both marvelous... and known, obvious. The words of the prophets, though read a hundred times, now illuminated by a new light.
Qumram monks bathe people in order to symbolically wash away their sins. They preach rapprochement, the coexistence of Judaism with the rest of the world: hadn't Moses prepared the religious unity of nations by creating the cult of the one God?
Renowned for their science of herbal and mineral medicine, their official ministry is healing.
With them, Joshua discovers occult therapy.
He does not, however, adopt all their doctrines. The Essenes flee the cities considered places of perdition, Joshua aspires on the contrary to immerse himself there to join the unfortunate.
The Pharisees believe in free will, the Essenes see predestination in all things. For Joshua, both are right.
The years pass, and one night, in the deepest secrecy, he receives the superior initiation of the fourth degree, that which is granted only in the case of a prophetic mission.
Feeling that the time had come to face his destiny, Joshua returned to Galilee.
In Nazareth he spent a few days with his mother, then left. In the towns he passed through, the brothers who were members of the Essene order offered him hospitality.
Joshua spends his days with the needy. On the sick, he applies his new power to heal ; most often, moreover, his word suffices to provide relief, as soon as he declares with authority that the evil is gone.
But it is above all the spirit that Joshua is addressing. He preaches whenever he can; on a street corner, on a hill, in houses.
- Watch out, GOD EXISTS! he declaims relentlessly.
“ Death does not exist. So beware! He who has done good will go to heaven. But beware of the hypocrite, the slanderer, the one who does evil! On this short life here below depends your eternal life.
- LOVE YOURSELF! HELP YE ONE ANOTHER!
It scares, but also captivates. More and more men and women come to listen to him.
At first out of curiosity or for the "miracles" he performs, but his vision of things shakes them to the depths of their being and they drink in his words as if from a spring. Some leave their homes to follow him everywhere.
His sermons are a magical moment, his simple presence soothes, comforts. Love is posed as a fundamental law. The love of God, but first of the neighbour. With striking conviction, he insists that the only thing that counts for God is fraternal reconciliation, the daily service of one's neighbour.
Everyone looks for their gaze, but Joshua looks for Myriam's in the crowd.
In Jerusalem, he exposes his doctrine of love to the priests of the temple, asks them to relativize the Law and the religious system. Isn't it to all the human species that God addressed his ten commandments?
But they cry out for blasphemy, his conception of the world and of faith are a vision of horror for them.
- How dare you speak in the name of God?
Troubled and worried, the Sanhedrin, the rabbinical court, dispatches spies in his retinue to report what he preaches.
To heal, Joshua does not act on the physical body of the patient but on his fluidic body to which he applies his formidable spiritual force. However, he's the first to be amazed at seeing the blind regain their sight, a crippled rise to their feet or lepers regain their health.
Although it only happens once in ten, it's hysteria every time.
His reputation as a magician is made.
However, those who, by recognition or by hearsay, amplify its prodigies, are doing him a disservice.
Across Palestine, over the months, word spreads that Joshua of Nazareth is the Mashiach, the Messiah, the Son of God. Some even claim that it is God himself. Also, each of his movements always carries more people.
These popular movements begin to worry the steward of the Temple, Herod Antipas...
Pontius Pilate perceives him, in the announcements of "the end of the old order and the arrival of the Kingdom", a threat for Rome. In any case for the calm in Judea, this powder keg for which he is responsible.
“This Jew wants to be king. In any case, it can lead to an uprising."Terrified at this idea, he redoubled his repression against the Jews.
For the priests of the Temple, he is a dangerous disruptor of the established order. A troublemaker, a fearsome ringleader who corrupts the people. How dare he heal and forgive in his own name, thus touching what belongs to God alone?!
This Joshua of Nazareth is nothing but another visionary, a preacher who abuses Israel's feverish expectation of a messiah. He also announces itself as the "mashia'h" ! but did not Isaiah say, in predicting this coming: "On that day there will be no more evil or destruction, and the wolf will dwell with the lamb..."? Is that the case?!
But Joshua is not fooled. It is not for the people that the priests worry. Religion is their instrument of power.
“They call themselves and believe themselves to be the representatives of God, but they are only too human: it is the idea of losing their privileges that is unbearable to them. »
The Zealots, the hardline tendency of Israel, claim to be great biblical characters, vigilantes and intransigent reformers. If their definition of faith is close to that of the Pharisees, they are distinguished by their radical methods of action.
When he learns that Yohanan, the hermit-prophet who purified in the Jordan, has been beheaded by Herod, Anouk, the leader of "Judean Unity", challenges Joshua:
- You are a descendant of King David.
- It's possible.
- You're the. So you can claim kingship over Israel. Moreover, a prophecy of Micaiah said it: the Chosen One will come out of Bethlehem. You were born in Bethlehem, right?
- What do you expect from me Anouk?
- Take control, Joshua! We will follow you, until death. We must no longer allow the righteous to be murdered!
- Responding to aggression with aggression only has the effect of multiplying the harm. The sword never ended the reign of the sword. It only provides new recruits to the powers of darkness who are just waiting for it.
“We must respond to aggression with love.
Anouk nods her head in disappointment:
- He is a warrior chief who must have arisen from the line of David, he hisses with contempt. So you are not the Messiah.
J oshua will therefore not even have the support of the Zealots. However, although the darkest threats are piling up on his head, he does not modify his behavior in any way. He always frequents the pagans, the heretics, the prostitutes, the abandoned of society: lepers, the sick, the destitute... He wants to live among the people, in the manner of the people, entering the home of whomever invites him.
But it becomes suspicious, even dangerous to be seen in his company. Moreover, it disappoints. Many of the oppressed were only waiting for one thing: to take up arms for a new holy war.
Thus , little by little, one by one, eyes turn away from him, mouths deny him. And although he continues, tirelessly, to preach love of neighbor, from insinuations to accusations, Joshua finds himself before the judges of the Sanhedrin.
In the name of truth, he refutes the accusations point by point and pleads and explains; but he is not understood and his arguments are used against him. So he gives up; his lips are sealed in deep sadness.
Between two confrontations, he's looking for a little peace on the heights of the city. He knows he can be arrested there at any time, but he is not hiding.
Caressing the gnarled trunk of a century-old olive tree, he tells himself that he can still stop everything; he has only one word to say.
- Denying me now, he reacts, would amount to admitting that everything I said and preached was nothing but lies. To save my life, would I abandon all these unfortunates in whom I sowed a little faith and hope?" Open your eyes ! slips his subconscious . These men have denied you. What did you sow? A whirlwind of hate is already taking over! What good is an infamous...and unnecessary death? »
Joshua walks nervously, sits on a stone in the shade of the trees. His tortured soul asks him if it is not ultimately vanity, or pride, that drives him.
The next moment, she sends him the image of Myriam's distress and of her mother's shame when he will condemned. Then he sees the sadness people would feel if he denied himself... and the smiles of those who hate him.
A drop falls on his hand. Intrigued, he looks. It's blood, and it's a tear.
One evening, brutally seized, he learns that he is condemned to crucifixion. The next day, he begins his ordeal with the calvary and humiliation of dragging through the streets the beam on which he'll be nailed alive.
Pontius Pilate, who was wondering how to get rid of the dangerous leader without triggering an uprising, was so relieved to see the Jews asking for his condemnation themselves, that he had a sign added to the gallows designating him as their king. Getting caught up in the game, his soldiers apply a crown of thorns to his head and a scarlet cloak on his back.
Pious women offer him the drink of the tortured, Joshua refuses it. His mother followed his ordeal to the place called the Skull which overlooks Jerusalem, but unable to witness the killing of her child, she collapses in a corner to implore divine grace.
J oshua finally reaches this bare height where human bones testify to the atrocities perpetrated here for centuries. His wrists and feet are nailed to the oak planks. The blood spurts, it suffocates; the pain is unspeakable. When the gibbet is raised towards the sky, its flesh tends to tear under the weight of its nevertheless light body.
Pushing up on his feet to fight the asphyxiation, Joshua gazes out over the city, feverishly searching for Miriam's face.
- If you are the messiah, save yourself! some shout.
With a shudder, he recognizes these voices!
- So this is that the king of the Jews!?
But behold, the sky darkens. Joshua senses his Father's sadness there. Overcoming his own pain, he consoles Him:
“ Father, forgive them. Their consciousness is not awake; they don't realize the harm they are doing. »
The sun disappears in the middle of the afternoon... The crowd approaches, murmurs, worries. This man is so different: he doesn't shout, he doesn't curse.
A Roman soldier also wonders. Under cover of the shadows, he throws a javelin at her to shorten her ordeal. Joshua was already in so much pain that he felt only a jolt. As his sight blurs, he would like to catch one last brotherly look. But his closest friends remained holed up at home; for fear of being arrested, but above all mortified with humiliation, with disappointment at seeing the one who was to sit on the throne of Jerusalem condemned to the infamous punishment of crucifixion. In their naive conception, they saw him as a king, and they as tetrarchs. As for the curious who came to see the "Messiah", most are also disappointed: " He does not perform any miracles... "
It is therefore in vain that the victim watches for pity in their eyes, alas accustomed to killings.
“ I failed, thinks Joshua in the depths of despair.
In a jolt of pain, his eyes look up at the dark sky. Seeing himself in the middle of the darkness, a sentence falls from his lips:
“ Adoni, Adoni, why have You forsaken me? »
These words barely spoken, the life finally withdraws from his body.
His eyes are closed. Yet he sees his head fall gently. Yet he can watch the sky clear up and the sun return to the hill where his life has just ended. His heart has stopped, and yet he feels it tormented with remorse.
- Why are you so upset?
- Father ? Father, I find you! How I must have disappointed you... I failed to convey your message. Nothing has changed.
- You come back from Earth. Have you seen a seed bear fruit as soon as it is sown?
- It's true, but during my torture, I saw the Evil laughing.
- For a long time still he will laugh, thinking he has won.
Joshua nods, but keeps it down.
- Father, I was abused by the Devil.
On the cross, I suffered so much... I thought... that... You had forgotten me.
- To deliver you I was only waiting for one thing: that you show everyone that you were neither a superman, nor a madman, but a man; sensitive to suffering, to love, to hope. And in despair. Without the ultimate doubt you expressed, your sacrifice would have been in vain.
- Really ? So I'm happy.
- You will return among men for a while.
At this very idea, Joshua's heart sinks violently.
- Only your body of glory will appear to them. Your message, the Good News – that the spirit never dies – will then find all its strength, and will mark the spirits until the end of time. It will awaken those who stray into evil, and bring hope to those who are toiling along the way.
J oshua therefore comes back down to Earth. His energy is such that his spiritual body materializes for all to see. He can even speak in front of a crowd. A crowd that no longer doubts and falls to its knees.
Almost everywhere he makes appearances, in particular to strengthen the faith of his friends, to console his mother, his sister and Myriam who mourned him.
Finally he returns to Heaven.
This terrible experience profoundly changed Joshua.
He has known the bite of envy, of injustice, of the needs of the flesh; measured the power of money, of social position; felt the need to love, to be loved, protected; experienced hunger, thirst, fear.
Also, since God entrusted him with the position occupied by Sathan, Joshua is careful not to judge the beings returning from Earth. He gently and lovingly it accompanies their soul as it soars, bubble-like, through the astral planes, as high as the quality of their vibration allows; where they feel good, in harmony with those they love.
Even the animals invite themselves to the welcome and the reunion.
