Published by Robert Zakian on 26 Oct 2017

The airplane experience, continued

Together we assisted who most needs us.  Without exception they were all deeply shocked by their abrupt death, and apart from the pilot all were unable to come to terms with being so-called dead.

How can I be dead? One man wailed in a quavering tone.  I’m here, standing up, unhurt. How can I be dead?”  Not all  registered their shock in words. Two men sat side by side, staring at each other in stunned silence.

I will continue the story without excerpts from Michael J Roads book, Journey Into Oneness. Michael’s Guide asked him how are you going to let the people on the plane know they had died since they would not believe you. Each person, except for the pilot believed they had not died.  All nine were in a hospital.

To make a long story short.  Each person arrived at an etherial hospital.  Each survivor had  their room decorated the way they had envisioned it to be.  A hospital room is uniform, with same colors and look.  Michael pointed out how each room, unlike a hospital on the Earth was different, which got their attention.  This stirred their consciousness with  possibility tthey actually died.  Soon afterwards, Michael invited them to open a door where each would see a relative or friend who had passed.  Each person then without doubt excepted they had died from the plane crash.

I would encourage you all to purchase Journey Into Oneness by Michael J. Roads to obtain insight into karma and the  afterlife.



Published by Robert Zakian on 20 Oct 2017

Journey Into Oneness, by Michael J Roads

The Airplane Experience

This is an excerpt from when Michael  J. Roads  asking his guide about life after death.

……..with no warning I was in a light aircraft (Michael).  I felt as though I were physical, for I had my own seat, and the engine noise and vibration were as large as life.  When I pinched myself, I was shocked that I could feel it.  Despite this I could feel a degree of calm and clarity and perception that transcended my normal physical reality.

The engine cut out.  I heard the pilots voice  over the intercom, but his words were drowned by the pounding of my own heart.  When following a muffled explosion, a large piece of metal tore away from the front of the aircraft to dance across the outside of my window.

People screamed and I smelled the offensive stink of fresh vomit.  With the other passengers, I followed the well established drill of getting my head down.  The scream of a dying aircraft drowned all other sound as it hurtled toward the earth, tearing at my eardrums.

This is it! Nobody would survive,  One moment the scream of tortured metal filled all dimensions of space and sound; then came  the most profound and absolute silence.   Everybody on the plane had made a transition from physical life – to what?  Without exception, they were  all deeply shocked by their abrupt death, and apart from the pilot all were unable to come with so called death.

In my own words………..The people had difficulty believing they had died.  It was up to Michael J. Roads to help them in their transition.