She Spoke to the Dead. They Told Her to Free the Slaves.

I suspect the afterlife doesn't provide an immediate access to what we might think of as grand moral truths.

Gary Lachman's said something about this relating to Revelation, that people like Blavatsky had some insight into reality but this was seen through a veil of societal conditioning. We also see this in some occult/religious figures, a mix of time-based prejudices with pronouncements of all humans being equal in spirit.

There's also the way spiritual belief can inform moral direction - even the atheist Chomsky has noted how belief in dualism helped push abolition of slavery.

One explanation, perhaps too easy, is that just as Spirit descends into Matter our perception of the Good is clouded.

I felt enormous relief that I had returned from a nut house, but also some shame about my behaviour, quickly receiving the message that 'nothing that happens there matters, all that matters is that you return'.

The other message last year was 'the others [still] bite and scratch at each other' but again, the sense that this doesn't matter.

But one odd story makes me pause... the 'Lyndhurst Estate, Erdington, Birmingham' experience from 'Credible Witness I' (a collection of paranormal experiences from UK police force personnel) is an odd story where a guy the policeman meets knows things about him, and says he has a message for him. The policeman agrees to meet some days later at a bedsit in a large house on Chester Road, near the railway station. It's here that the guy speaks to the policeman '...about opening a door, which would give me information, and if I chose to do that then there would be no going back...'. The policeman declined the offer, but returning to the house later, he was stunned to find the attic bedsit did not exist.

The full story is very weird... it's the one that makes me doubt a little... and makes one wonder whether there is much more going on here than we suspect... and the rest of the stuff is just a 'keep off the grass' notice?