After a lengthy illness related to liver disease, it was necessary to help our beloved 17-year-old cat, Mr. Friendly make his exit from this physical world. So we hired a vet, who came to our house and administered life-ending medications. He had a very peaceful passing.

After his body died, I went into deep meditation. (I’m assuming if you are reading this that you know I am clairvoyant and a medium). During meditation, I focused my inner vision on my partner Tom and Mr. Friendly, who were still in another room coming to terms with the death experience. Tuning into them, I observed a brilliant golden light enter and fill the room. I saw that Mr. F.’s spirit was still with his body; he seemed confused about what had happened. 

Then a group of 4-5 tiny angels came fluttering all around him. They beckoned him to come with them. They looked a bit like little fairies. Mr. F. saw them and he lifted up out of his body and began moving away with them.

“What about Tom?” I asked. In answer, I saw Jesus standing next to him, pouring golden light into his crown chakra. Finally, Jesus put his hands on Tom’s head in a blessing.

The vision moved spontaneously to Paula, the vet who helped Mr. F. make his exit from physicality. Jesus was with her now and helping her process her experience. I couldn’t hear or see any of it, because this sort of thing is private. But I did realize that she is also affected by her work–how could she not be? I realized that she also needs help to process her experience.

Finally, I checked back with Mr. Friendly. He had arrived in a celestial place I call “animal heaven,” still surrounded by the little angels. They were moving away together and it looked like they were “showing him around” his new life. Animal heaven is an incredible place filled with joy, because in spirit there is no time or space or limitations. And best of all, there is no gravity, so of the spirit animals there are not restrained in any way. They can run and play and fly in the air freely.

As I was watching Mr. Friendly moving further away from me, he stopped and turned towards me. He looked into my eyes with his beautiful, green almost human eyes and said, “Thank you.”

There is deep suffering and sorrow because of the current human drama, but there is also great peace in knowing what’s beyond our earthly experience.



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From the back cover:

Hilarion’s Messages illuminate spiritual truth and open a window into dimensions of reality that exist beyond the physical world we experience with our senses. They are based on the concept that we are energy beings in solid form, and as such we can be healed at the energy level. The Messages are also rooted in the concepts that life continues after death; we experience multiple lifetimes; and that while we are still in the physical body we have the ability to communicate with our loved ones who have “crossed over.”

“Have you felt the soft touch of angel wings while you were sleeping? Did you dream of a beautiful garden? This is your true home. For now, you can live on the earth peacefully, knowing that someday you will go to the Lord’s beautiful green garden in the Golden City. So hold fast to your faith. Let not the mercurial, shifting winds of fate in the physical world lead you this way and that. Keep to the true path that will bring you closer and closer to your true self, to who you really are, and to God. “

– Message from Hilarion

Cover by Joan Franklin:



In 2008, I attended a mediumship seminar in Baguio, Philippines taught by Rev. Ramon “Jun” Labo, Jr. On the sixth day of the ten-day seminar….

We began to meditate, sitting in a half circle of chairs with Jun at one end. Candles and a fire crackling in the fireplace lit the room. After a few minutes, Jun stood up and began to transmit the energy of the Holy Spirit by touching the top of each person’s head, forehead, and hands. 

As I observed Jun moving from person to person, I had a vision of a large “bubble” of sparkling golden energy centered above and funneling down into him. Secondary cords of light coming from this primary light went into the sixth and seventh chakras of each person as he touched them.

Angels and other Spirits filled the room. They appeared to be students, just as we were. They were taking notes and talking to each other, saying things like, “Oh see what he did there, and there, and there.” They appeared as a mirror image of our class in the physical world. 

After Jun touched my head, he moved away—but then he ran back and forcefully pulled me to my feet, saying: “Now you will go to astral. Lie down there.” He pointed to the pyramid in the center of the room. It was wood-framed and about four feet in diameter. My body began to vibrate with energy the moment I lay down on the red velvet cushion within it. The force of the vibration was a bit frightening, but then I heard Jun say softly, as if from somewhere far away: “What do you see?” 

At first, I was aware only of a soft mist and the sensation of movement. But then my vision cleared, and I was walking on a narrow road through a city made entirely of golden light resembling crystal glass. Somehow, I knew the light had formed itself into buildings and a road made of golden, hand-cut stones so I could relate to the scene and describe it to Jun and the others. Everything in the city only appeared to be solid. The architecture of this “Heavenly City” reminded me of ancient places I had seen in history books. 

I could hear myself responding to Jun’s questions, but it was like listening to my voice under water. At the same time, I felt the presence of Spirit Beings watching me from behind golden curtains in the golden windows of the golden buildings. They seemed neutral and without judgment.

Then I heard Jun say quite firmly: “COME BACK NOW. TEN MINUTES ONLY.” To the rest of the class, he said: “I go with the students on astral because I don’t want them to get lost!” 

I had difficulty getting my consciousness back into my body. But then Jun began to massage my forehead rather forcefully and I was rubbing my legs in order to focus myself in physical reality. The residual feeling was quite indescribable—like the quality and color of the light in the Golden City. My head was heavy and buzzing with energy, as if the same light was also inside of me.

After a few minutes, I looked up and observed Jun again blessing each student, so I returned to my seat at the end of the line. When he got to me, he did the blessing, backed away, and then ran toward me again. He grabbed my head and began to pray: “Holy Father, help this woman in her mission. Make her strong, Lord, to help the people more.” 

Then, even more dramatically, he said, “Your guide is not so strong…I give you…Paul as your new guide. As he spoke, a wave of rose-colored light rushed toward me and I fell into a deep trance.

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After I returned home, someone said I had visited the New Jerusalem, the dwelling place of God, Jesus, and other Holy Beings described in the Bible. The word Jerusalem means “city of peace” or “city of perfect harmony.”

Many people have seen a similar City of Light, or Crystal City, during a near-death experience, which refers to a time when they died but were revived or spontaneously came back to life. During the few minutes when their consciousness was out of the body, some of them hovered up near the ceiling and watched while the doctors tried to save them – others traveled down a tunnel towards a brilliant light until they arrived at a beautiful city or garden where they talked with God and other Spirit Beings. 

Raymond Moody describes many such experiences in his book Life After Life: The Investigation of a Phenomenon, Survival of Bodily Death. Kevin Williams, the author of Nothing Better Than Death, also studied people who’ve had a near-death experience. In seventeen percent of fifty such cases, the participants described visiting a City of Light using similar language: 

“It was an entire world made of light and love; it radiated with multi-colored lights; there was transcendental music; it was filled with Light Beings and made of glass; it was the City of God, the Heavenly City described in the Book of Revelation; it was a golden city, unearthly, brilliant, and crystalline.”

Dannion Brinkley, author of Saved by the Light: The True Story of a Man Who Died Twice and the Profound Revelations He Received, describes his experience:

“Like wingless birds, we swept into a city of cathedrals. These cathedrals were made entirely of a crystalline substance that glowed with a light that shone powerfully from within….This place had a power that seemed to pulsate through the air.”

Edgar Cayce describes leaving his body and traveling to a similar city to view the Akashic records. Quoting from Kevin J. Todeschi’s Edgar Cayce on the Akashic Records (Case 294-19), Cayce says:

“I see myself as a tiny dot out of my physical body, which lies inert before me. Suddenly, I am conscious of a white beam of light. As this tiny dot, I move upward following the light, knowing that I must follow it or be lost.

“As I move along this path of light I gradually become conscious of various levels upon which there is movement. As I pass on, there is more light and movement in what appear to be normal cities and towns. With the growth of movement I become conscious of sounds, at first indistinct rumblings, then music, laughter, and singing of birds. There is more and more light, the colors become very beautiful, and there is the sound of wonderful music….Quite suddenly, I come upon a hall of records. It is a hall without walls, without ceiling, but I am conscious of seeing an old man who hands me a large book, a record of the individual for whom I seek information.”

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Fortunately, I did not have to die – even for a few minutes – to experience the New Jerusalem. A few months after returning home from Jun Labo’s mediumship class, I was “led” there a second time during a guided meditation in Ashland, Oregon….

The woman leading the meditation begins to speak in trance, channeling angels, and her soft voice lulls me deep into meditation. Soon I am no longer listening to her voice, but floating in a black void. Then I see before me a golden door with sparkling light all around it. This door reminds me of something I saw on The Twilight Zone a long time ago – it is totally lit up with vibrant energy. 

I am drawn to the door, somehow aware that if I put my hand on the doorknob and open it I will cross over into another dimension on the time/space continuum. The door continues to beckon and I move closer, until I am so close I can see nothing but the golden door. Suddenly, I am aware of the teacher’s voice. “If you see a door, just open it,” she says. So I open the door.

Now I understand it’s a portal, an entryway leading to the Crystal City, the New Jerusalem. I cross the threshold and am immediately drawn into an energy field made of shimmering light. Everything that exists is made of this same light. There are many people around me in spirit form. Some of them seem very familiar, and they greet me as if I am an old friend. 

I am guided along a roadway made of golden light, surrounded by many voices coming from spirits who are also made only of light. They seem the same, yet different, as though traces of who they were in their most recent lifetimes are still part of them. There is an air of intense excitement, as if we are going to a party. This movement down the road with the others reminds me of the scene from The Wizard of Oz when Dorothy and her friends are laughing and skipping down a road made of golden bricks, singing, “Follow the yellow brick road….”

The light begins to become more intense and the spirits more joyful, and then we reach our destination, which appears to be the center of activity in the Crystal City. 

Before me, there is a circle of large angels, or spirits. They appear to be having a meeting. Somehow, I know intuitively that this is the absolute center of the universe, and that these Beings are busy coordinating everything that happens in every dimension. They look rather like paintings I’ve seen of Jesus and the twelve disciples at the Last Supper, except they are standing in a circle. One of them seems to be leading the discussion. Yes…it must be Jesus, or perhaps the Holy Spirit, or even God. 

There are many colors in and around the Beings. In addition to the all-pervasive crystalline gold, there is also deep red and purple. Some of them are holding objects: a crystal cup, a golden fork, a ruby-studded cane.

They do not seem to be aware of my existence, and for this I am relieved. I would not want to disturb them. I’m not even sure I’m supposed to be here. The spirits I came with along the road are ecstatically singing and dancing around the outside of the circle. 

A beloved friend who died many years ago is sitting at the feet of one of the angels, staring up in total adoration and bliss. Just for a brief moment, he turns his head and looks at me. There is so much in his expression, so many thoughts and feelings, but mostly his look says, “You’re here! And look at the wonders you have been given to behold.” 

Somehow realizing it’s time to leave, I begin moving backwards, while still gazing upon this incredible scene – the very axis upon which the universe turns, creating itself and dissolving in each moment of ever-changing space. Everything begins to fade, gradually, as if I am backing up into a long, darkening tunnel. When I reach the door, I still do not turn my back on the City, but reach around, open the door, and step backwards through it. Then, waking up slowly into normal consciousness, I wonder, Which is the dream and which is reality, the Crystal City or the meditation class in the teacher’s living room? 

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“And I John saw the holy city, the New Jerusalem, coming down from God out of heaven, prepared as a bride adorned for her husband….And He carried me away in the spirit to a great and high mountain, and showed me that great city, the holy Jerusalem, descending out of heaven from God, having the glory of God, and her light was like unto a stone most precious, even like a jasper stone, clear as crystal….And the city had no need of the sun, neither of the moon, to shine in it, for the glory of God did lighten it, and the Lamb is the light thereof.” Revelation 21:2-23

This article is an excerpt from MEDIUMSHIP AND THE FLOW OF GRACE: Messages from Paul by Jessica Bryan.



Crossing the bridge from Hood Canal, Oregon into Washington, I felt a lifting of energy, a shift. Everything was brighter and sparkling. The trees seemed greener and more alive.

We were twenty miles from Trout Lake and ECETI Ranch, founded by James Gilliland to study UFOs and other paranormal activity in the area around Mt. Adams. My primary purpose for making the trip was to meet Peter Maxwell Slattery, a world-famous UFOlogist from Australia who was visiting The Ranch. I had recently worked on three of his books. These books were “channeled” through Pete by “Shi-Ji,” a Light Being from the star cluster Pleiades.

Mind you, I went with no expectations regarding UFOs or alternate realities, but I was hopeful I would see something unusual during “Skywatch Weekend.”

It was quite cold the day we arrived, so we took long, hot showers. Afterward, I decided to sit alone in the shower room for a while and enjoy the warmth. Closing my eyes and falling into meditation—which for me is more like a clairvoyant trance—I had a vision of the large field in the center of The Ranch. This field is where the human visitors sit at night to watch the lights in the sky, and also the lights going in and out of Mt. Adams.

In my vision,the entire field was filled with different colors and inter-dimensional beings (or entities). They appeared to be having a party, a meeting. They were laughing and singing and dancing. In the center of the field, an “elevator” reached from the ground up into the sky as far as I could see. Everything appeared as scintillating light.

On the left, some beings were floating gently downward. Arriving at the party, they were greeted by those already in the field. On the right, others were floating upward.

According to my travel companion, the “elevator” is a “portal,” a point of intersection between our physical reality and other worlds.

This vision was magical and indescribable, although some might say the beings in my vision were coming and going to a “mother ship.” I had heard other visitors at ECETI talking about the enormous extraterrestrial ships that sometimes appear over the field, and also the other worlds and dimensions that connect to earth in the ECETI field. Another way to explain this psychic phenomenon is that the UFOs and the beings who inhabit them are in the same space as we are—but in an alternate universe that vibrates at a higher frequency.

I cannot explain this experience, not even to myself, nor do I understand it completely. I merely accept it as a beautiful experience of a peaceful, loving, compassionate presence, a vision of a happy place.

The next day, I met Pete Slattery, who also seems to vibrate at a higher frequency, even higher than some of the great gurus and teachers I’ve meet—but in a different way. Like most of the people I met at The Ranch, Pete is fully heart-centered and focused on service to humanity.

On Saturday night, I braved the cold and sat at the edge of the field for Skywatch with about thirty others. Pete and James Gilliland had laser pointers, and they would flash them up into the sky and shout, “There’s one! [Referring to a UFO.) And, “WOW, look at that one power up.” Everyone was cheering and laughing. I loved it!

My view of reality and the planet we live on was forever changed when Pete handed me his night vision goggles to watch the sky. I could hardly believe how much was going on above me. I observed several bright lights cross the sky and then blink off abruptly. There were also brilliant lights going in and out through apparent openings on Mt. Adams.

I feel profoundly changed by my experiences at the ECETI Ranch. I’m more centered in myself, and I’m hopeful for the future of humanity and Planet Earth. It really did seem—at least for a few days—that we are not alone in our struggles, and that unconditional love is available to all life forms in all worlds and dimensions.

Videos and explanations of the concepts in this article can be found on the Internet and