Before I get rolling, please allow me to dispense with two quick housekeeping matters:
1. TGIF my lovely Momoverettes! (I just had to say that…it’s been a long, work-y week chez moi.)
2. “Afterlife” is one word, yes? I hope so, because I’m about to use it as one word about 95 times.
Anyway, I have no idea why, but I’ve somehow stockpiled four (!) books about heaven, written by spiritual types who say they’ve been there and want to tell us all about what it’s like.
Having recently organized Momover Lady’s Library into specific “Zones,” it was easy – albeit freaky – to see all those heaven books wind up in my Crunchy Zone.
I have scads of Zones, btw.
There’s Art History Zone (chock-full of books about Warhol, Picasso, and my favorite painter of all time – Pieter Bruegel, the Elder.) There’s Knitting Zone, and French Zone. There’s Tech-Spaz Zone (featuring “WordPress for Dummies,” “Digital Photography for Dummies,” “Turning On Your Computer for Dummies,” etc.)
Ironically, one of the biggest book buckets is Organizing Zone. Although every single organizing tome I own tells you to get rid of stuff, I just can’t bear to part with a single organizing book. Wack…
Here are the four afterlife books I own:
1. Proof of Heaven by Eben Alexander, MD. Oh my lordy. I’m sorry, but this was off-the-hook fantastic. It is fascinating. Alexander is an academic neurosurgeon, and, at least for me, wholly credible. Spoiler alert: The “earthworm” bit scared the bejesus out of me, but I was really comforted by about 95 percent of this book. Read. It.
2. Waking Up In Heaven by Crystal McVea and Alex Tresniowski. Honestly, I haven’t read a word of this yet. And I don’t really remember what compelled me to pick it up on one of my many Target outings. Maybe because it says on the book jacket that McVea is from Oklahoma? I’m a proud Okie, even though I haven’t live there since I was knee high to a grasshopper.
3. To Heaven and Back by Mary C. Neal, MD. I started this, but then got side-tracked by the considerably more zhushy Eben Alexander book. (I’m like that…fickle and despicable.) Neal is an orthopedic surgeon. But maybe, just maybe, not the zhushy-iest writer. I’ll probably get back to this at some point. I think.
4. Life After Death by Mary T. Browne. I’m reading this right now and it’s adorable. How can a book about death be adorable? I don’t know. It just is. Take my word for it. You don’t want to take my word for it? Okay then, Miss Huffy Puffy, I’ll give you an example: Browne, a famous psychic, says there’s a nursery in heaven – which she’s seen – filled with happy babies. “It was enchanting,” she writes. “Children were singing songs and laughing. I am certain that anyone who has had a child pass on in infancy would be overwhelmed to know the care its soul was being given.” Sweet, non?
Full disclosure: I’ve met Mary T. Browne. I’ve even had lunch with Mary T. Browne. And my copy of Life After Death is inscribed, thusly, by Mary T. Browne:
May 15 2008
I predict that we will be friends. My good thoughts go to you.
And since I’ve hopped – firmly – on the TMI train today, I’ll say that it was actually the concept of ‘thoughts’ that lead me to pick up Life After Death again.
I’d been reading another one of Mary’s books – the teriffic 5 Rules of Thought – earlier in the summer. And while I am completely paraphrasing here, she basically says, in 5 Rules, that we’ll basically be held accountable, in heaven, for every thought we’ve ever had.
Yowsa. How does she know this?, I’d wondered.
The answer, as I would come to find out, lay in my rickety old copy of Life After Death. While unpacking a few post-move-to-FLA boxes in the garage, I found it and snatched it right out of the pile.
And now it’s in heavy rotation on my nightstand.
Which Mary T. Browne knows, of course. She’s psychic. And she’s been to heaven.