Does heaven exist? With well over 100,000 plus recorded and described spiritual experiences collected over 15 years, to base the answer on, science can now categorically say yes. Furthermore, you can see the evidence for free on the website allaboutheaven.org.

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This book, which covers Visions and hallucinations, explains what causes them and summarises how many hallucinations have been caused by each event or activity. It also provides specific help with questions people have asked us, such as ‘Is my medication giving me hallucinations?’.

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Symbols - What does heaven look like


A cage is symbolic of the inability of a person to freely visit the spiritual world .  A cage gives you a sight of the spiritual world, but you are prevented from accessing it because you have lost the ability or don’t know how to ‘fly’. A caged person can ‘see’ that the spiritual world exists, but is unable to visit it or travel in it.  Thus it remains elusive and inaccessible. The cage is thus by implication also the body – a soul trapped in a body.

Cage and bird symbolism are often found together for obvious reasons.

Boethius – The Consolation of Philosophy


A bird which chattered noisily when free

Into a cage is taken from the tree

Though cups are set all sweet with honey there

And food in plenty with the sweetest care

Is ministered by men in their delight

It flutters in the cage and catches sight

Of where the pleasant woodland shade is cast

The food beneath its feet is scattered fast

Now for the wood alone she sadly longs

For the woods alone she sings her whispered songs

Other symbolic visionary images which appeared to represent the same thing, include iron and latticework gates, as well as cells with bars at the window….

The Cell – Blithe spirit [1976]


Great open meadows and green matted grass

Silver flecked leaves, shimmering winds through them pass

Great knotted boughs twisting through to the ground

Warm wind which rustles in soft rhythmic sounds


Warm green and cool grass and bright white light sky

Purple for toadflax and gold ragwort high

White crawling bindweed and strong climbing Sun

Peacefulness echoing making All One


Warm stone and cold stone, soft stone and hard

Granite lies crushingly, limestone on sward

Mellowing yellowing blending in green

Lichen and moss blending soft in this scene


High up above a skylark swims still

Holding the air and gliding at will

Circling round in great sweeps in the sky

Below him a cricket chirps ceaselessly by


But I’m in my glasshouse, my strange cloistered cell

It’s conditioned and purified freed from all smell

Humidified, padded and made to work fine

Oh the longing, the longing to make this realm mine.

Rene Margritte


Free To Sing - Rollin Kocsis


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