A Romantic Dance with God

A Romantic

Dance with

God

beyond the gates of Heaven

The Trilogy from first to Four Glimpses beyond the gates of Heaven. This is the compilation of my encounters with the Spirit world, out of body experiences and a romantic dance with the Gods. [The complete paranormal work of Charles Odimayo]

Charles Odimayo

Mayo Press

San Antonio, USA

A ROMANTIC DANCE WITH GOD

Charles Odimayo

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Contents

Dedication

Acknowledgement

Author’s Note

Introduction

Mommy, who is God

The Heritage

Heaven Came Down

Heaven’s Gate Opened

The Secret Passage

The Visitors

A Return to Paradise

Under The Influence of Heaven

Souls of the First Born

Summoned!

Welcome to Eternity

Romancing the Gods

At the Throne of God

The Garden

Transition – The Ultimate Gift of Love

Fellowship of Angels

Epilogue: Final Thoughts

Thank You

Endnotes: A preview of the instrument of God

The Author

The Book

Other Tittles by Charles Odimayo

Dedication

This book is dedicated to God the Creator who knows and sees all things, for allowing an ordinary man like me to experience extraordinary gift of life. To the First amongst all, who gave me multiple opportunities to see activities of Heaven; with permission to keep the company of Angels. I give Glory, honor, and adoration to God forever and ever, – Amen.

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Acknowledgements

I give honor to God Almighty who in His wisdom and with no explanation in human terms allowed me to partake in the peace, harmony, tranquility and joy of heaven; while still actively engaged among the living. I am thankful for the love you’ve shown me, and the immeasurable assistance I received from different angels who visited me from time to time. The scriptures say For God so loved the world that He sent His only begotten son. . . And I say, for God so love me that He sends help from above with his angels whenever I am in need and also when I didn’t know I was in need.

I owe a debt of gratitude to my mother who helped explain details of some of the activities I was too young to understand, and my heartfelt appreciation to all my brothers for their labor of love and support in this and all my endeavors.

Many thanks to my friends and to Efua Richardson for the enthusiastic support and devotion that helped make this book a reality. I appreciate your encouraging words and the way you stood by me through my rainless days.

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Author’s Note

There is a place called heaven (afterlife) that exists somewhere in the universe. It is a spiritual home of souls and place where those that have been given up for dead lives. Heaven, hell, paradise, afterlife or whatever name one might call it is an experience everyone on earth will visit as part of their cycle of life. The bible says we only know in part. Truly, no one knows where the world has been, where it is going, where it came from and where the universe ends. All we know and can confirm in the absolute is where we as individuals started from and at that we have no knowledge of where, how and when our ride will stop.

My experiences of the supernatural (both physical and spiritual encounters) left me with more questions than it answered. In some areas, it made the bible so real and many times it dulled every sense for religion. Happy as I was to know God, also made me sad that humanity could not see him as He really is. The one desire I have, that may never be fulfilled is my wish for God to allow every man, woman and child on earth to see heaven at least once in every lifetime. So we may all know what lies beyond life and make a conscious decision of destiny. The exposure will have a huge impact in the world. But so far, Heavens has tightly guarded her secrets.

I truly believe that God have His plan and purpose for everything in life; including taking me to heaven multiple times and having angels tending to me constantly. The bees attack was my burning bush, and the mild illness my wrestling point that started my romantic dance with God the father in heaven. I met God in my innocence in the most awkward way to start my rendezvous with heaven when I least expected Him to show up. Small wonders, I would say; because God planned it all. The killer bees attack that could have killed me and the illness that should have ended my life now wrapped in one big revelation of God.

My life to this point has been one continuous rendezvous with God and His angelic beings. It is a big dance as I constantly encounter Heaven and the Spirit of God in my daily life. This book is a complete and in-depth look at my voyages to Heaven. It is a total outlook of the whole experience in context and in response to all my readers who wanted deeper analysis of why I was taken to heaven four times. What is the purpose, what really happened and why God call me. This trilogy from first to Four Glimpses of Heaven, explained my conversations with the Spirit of God and my constant walks with Angels. It is a compilation of my meetings with the spirit world in dreams, and out of body experiences while romancing the Gods.

The story you are about to read is a lifelong details of happenings that brought about my appointment with celestial beings and interactions with the other extraterrestrial humanoid occupants of Heaven including the Angels in my life. This is the account of an ordinary boy, thrusted by mercy into extraordinary events of the afterlife; forging explanations of why heaven came for me. The subsequent interactions with the agents of light have so shaped my life, and as remarkable as this may be, there is a deeper story in it. One that is vast in its implications and that contains a challenge to all who seek to know the truth about heaven and the afterlife. That challenge involves the discovery of the answers to some penetrating questions: Who are we? Why are we here? What is death? What happens when we die? Where do we stand in the scheme of the universe and "What is next?

A Romantic Dance with God is a retrospective look at my voyages to the Heavens and interactions with beings that are different from humans; plus spiritual guidance, as well as a glimpse into the valuable lessons I might have learnt along the way.

Socrates once said, True knowledge exists in knowing that you know nothing. In my experience of Heaven, I discovered that the most learned and the most intelligent humans actually know little to nothing about the world we live in. We, in fact, know nothing. But because I know nothing, I have myself the best opportunity to learn from everything. I am here in front of you today, and I have decided to make my exposures public.

Several years ago, I was taken to Heaven to experience the afterlife. After it happened three more times, I came to believe that there is a lesson to be learned or a purposeful message; else it would have just been a touch and go like many others that have had a view of heaven. Beyond eruptive emotional expressions, human life lacked true love, passion, and sincere goals that could inspire others to achieve their God given potential.

I was desperately trying to contain the emotional cyclone inside of me, and realized that the damage religion has done to human spirit is fast reaching a point of irreversibility. The forces of change are knocking on our door, and if that call was left unanswered, our worst nightmare is waiting right around the corner.

I am not here to give you a How to formula. I am not here to tell you that I have some secret on how to see God. Instead, I am here to tell you why you should embark on a journey that will be marked by times of loneliness and light, but guarantied in the end will result in one thing - TRUTH. And now I invite you to personally cave dive into the depths of God’s heart – lantern in hand, open mind, emptied thoughts and void of preconceptions in search for even more answers. What you find will definitely enhance your life. Each and every one of you will have a different path. No two will be the same, but they will all have something in common - the fact that you will be going against the grain of religion and living a life that if filled with true knowledge of who/what God is.

You will face your fears by moving against a culture that is designed to groom you to be just like everyone else. But it won’t be that easy because you will have to overcome significant obstacles in order to achieve fullness of joy and realize your dreams. However, when you finally remove religion from your vocabulary, you will develop into someone who finds motivation and inspiration within an order to create a vibrant spiritual future.

I can tell you that my dreams will never end. My life has permanently changed course because of these journeys and I have truly learned how to be a soul in man. And I am confident that if you join me and open this book, you might just find out how to be a spiritual person as well.

I promise you that this is going to be one wild ride and an awesome journey. Sweet dreams!

As a student of science I have to find credible answers to all things including experiences I’ve had. I really want answers to life and reasons we are here on earth. More than that I will like to know what has happened in this present life and how to substantiate my spiritual experiences. What is life and what is the purpose of life? This has been a question of a huge proportion for me as I struggled daily to understand many aspects of my experiences. If humans were just to live and die, why and how did we come up with the desire to acquire? For what purpose are our acquisitions? How did man come to the point that we must be? I can’t but wonder why I am here at all on earth. What is my purpose? God had many opportunities to kill me or at least take my life but he didn’t. Starting from when I was born. My mother told me that I was a sickly tiny little baby that my father and other members of our extended family wondered where she got me from. I suffered from sickle-cell anemia and hernia from day one. The attending medical personnel misdiagnosed it but no one knew enough to research it further. Instead I was called ugly names. My mother told me that at a point she gave up on me and believed that I would die before I turned one year old. However, God or whatever powers that be did not take my life. At a point my mother said she could no longer bare the stigma of having an evil child so she took me into the forest and left me there to die. But hours later, I was still alive and she had to take her baby home. There I dodged another death sentence. Then there was the inductions to the spirit world I called Heaven (for the lack of better name or knowledge of any outer world in the afterlife) and the interactions with extraterrestrial humanoids I called angels for the same reason.

I was taken to this mysterious place in the afterlife two times in near-death and was actually translated once and then physically taken a fourth time to another area of the same world. In my opinion, those were the chances these powers had to take my life but never did. Each occurrence resulted in expanded view and knowledge of heaven even at a point that I did not desire to return to earth, I still couldn’t convince God and the gods to keep me with them in their world. The question I constantly ask myself within my spirit is, Why me and what were the purposes of each adoption/journeys to this vast world of knowledge that exists outside our own? Apart from knowing a place in my spirit what else could I do with the information and the knowledge? Everything points to the afterlife because I met many people that were called DEAD" but they were very much alive and actively living like we do on earth. They also have accurate information about their past life on earth. They remembered their family members and my sister even sent a message to my own mother through me. Are these the once we counted dead or did they just metamorphosed into a higher humanoid like caterpillars to butterfly?

What is the code of life that makes us live and what are the orders responsible for a supposedly dead person to be seen alive in a world we cannot define? I had gone through wisdom of man, including science and none had the answer for my experiences. Religion forecasted it but does not have all the answers and spiritualist could only guess without a solid foundation. Are we left to our own devices and will the answers come in time for man to know for sure that we are just in transit till the time to transform into something we really could not define until we actually experience it? Did the caterpillar have the knowledge of its next form or do they just flow ignorantly with the process? Are humans also going through the motion without a concrete knowledge of what could be next?

HEAVEN AWAITS our return, because PARADISE and ETERNITY are truly REAL.

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Introduction

My Experience of heaven and exposure to the spirit world started unexpectedly when I was eleven years old. I had an unfortunate incidence of African killer bees attack. During my treatment; I went into a shock and the visions of heaven began. Heaven opened with revelations of many secrets. The events that followed took me to the afterlife and spiritual pilgrimages to heaven in the city of God. My encounters started with a simple invitation to climb a ladder in my dream and the seed sown in that dream - lingers on till today.

I was careful to note all that has taken place over the years and still happening as I write this day. Many people dream and the dream ends when they wake up from their sleep. But mine continued for many years across three continents and multiple cities. It started from a little known city in Nigeria, then to United States with continuous angelic visits and even back to Africa and UK and France while I was on vacation. The Angels followed me everywhere I go and I seemed to live in the spirit world even when I am awake. I - can hear the voice of angels and the spirit of God no matter where I am or what I am doing. Through it all, I couldn’t really point to anything special that I have done differently than others. I have no church of my own to speak of, I have not separated myself from the world around me, I have not embarked on any great work and I virtually have lived a mundane life to this point. Yet the angels hung around and God’s Spirit speaks to me.

I have had a few offers to pastor churches and many promptings from friend to start a congregation for new believers. As good as they sound, it couldn’t be that easy. Spiritual things are more delicate and should be handled with utmost respect and discipline. Like Moses in the scriptures, I personally doubt my experience and ability to handle multitudes of personalities without favoring one over the others. Not a good excuse though, because the bible recorded that there was a disciple that Jesus loved more than others.

I truly believe that God has a purpose for taken me to heaven multiple times and for having angels tending to me constantly. I have been shown what my duty will be in heaven (the afterlife) at the conclusion of my time on earth. But I am still searching for the purpose of life and my reason for being here in the physical world. If you find clues in this book, or if God speaks to you and your spirit is lifted through this writing; be kind to contact me so we may have a discussion of like minds. Happy reading!

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Mommy, who is God?

I remembered one beautiful afternoon as a little boy in my mother’s farm. We had a conversation and asked her the most ridiculous question about God. I have asked if I could have my own farm when I grow up and her answer was simple.

Yes, if God spare our lives till then.

Mother, will God spare our lives?

Yes, she replied.

Ok, I answered in agreement.

What if God does not spare us? I asked innocently

Jehovah forbids! My mother exclaimed.

The urgency and loudness in her screechy voice sent me into a panic and I hid myself away from her immediate view. I stood still without further questions for fear she might yell at me. But her mood lightens as she began to sing her usual songs while working in the heat of the sun.

Moments later I thought about her statement and wanted to know more about God. I have heard about God based on the stories we were told in my formative days at the elementary school. So I called out to her again and our conversation went like this:

Mother! Who is called God? I asked her.

Our Creator; she answered instantly.

God is our Creator? I followed up rhetorically

Yes she answered

Mother, what about Jehovah?

Jehovah is also our creator

Jehovah and God created us? I asked

Yes. He is the creator of everybody and the whole world She then explained that Jehovah and God is one and the same person. She used the example of my many names to clear her point.

How did he create the whole world?

Nobody knows. She answered as if my questions were bothering her.

But mother, you gave birth to me; right? So how did God create me and you birth me?

God created all of us, and that’s all I know. She concluded as she walks to another end of the farm. Without missing a beat, I stepped into her path and asked,

Where is the God now?

My mother did not answer the question, instead she ordered me back into the shaded area and back under the big tree where she kept our food and drinks. That was the discussion that started my quest for God. I wanted to know who or what He is and where I could find him.

Since that conversation with my mother, I have been to heaven four times, and met with God, Jesus and Angels. I saw many things that I must reveal to the world. But before we get to the fundamentals of my visits, I should share a little of my background and the basis of my continuous search for God.

I was born into Christianity and have remained in the faith all my life. So I speak from the experience of this background. However, all opinions expressed in this book are mine. I don't profess to speak for anyone else nor do I represent any organization, group, religion or church. As an individual you will know the truth when you read, see or hear it and so say the bible. I also pray that your search for the truth be fruitful in all sincere spiritual pursuits for balanced and personal advancement.

My search for God started early from my childhood until my fourth visit to heaven. I can say that I had a normal childhood, but at the age my friends were doing other things; I was obsessed with finding God. I found it difficult to accept some events on face value and was not satisfied with bible knowledge teachers’ unsubstantiated answers. I don’t know how to quantify it, but it was as if I was born with an insatiable appetite for everything that has to do with the reality of God. Who can he be and when will I get to meet him? I didn’t want to imagine him; I want to see him like I see my own father daily. I had the desire to see, touch and talk to God as I do any other living being.

Initially, I thought God lived inside the Methodist church building. Whenever we were in church, I tried looking around to locate Him. I attended children Sunday school but he was not there. At times I sat at my father’s feet across from the choir on Sunday at the adult church in Ode-Irele (A city in Southwestern Nigeria) in anticipation that God will somehow emerge from one of the rooms behind the altar as did the Evangelist at the beginning of each service. You can’t really fault a child for believing what he heard. It was the adults that should be blamed because we were always told in the children’s church to be quiet in the presence of God. Being from a royal family, we do go to the palace to see our big Daddy the king, And upon arrival, we would sometimes find him sitting on his throne with the town elders gathered. I was also told again and again in the church and primary school that God is the king of the whole universe. I truly equated the two together. So, it was stuck in my head that someday somehow I will see God naturally as I saw big Daddy (the king). I am still of the opinion that the adults should be properly reprimanded for not totally explaining the situations to the level of a child’s understanding.

I remembered the days we used to waste away tired, hungry, disappointed and disillusioned at Saint Monica School field from about 5:30 AM till about 10 AM in anticipation to see Jesus Christ. Children were duped into believing that we must go to Galilee on resurrection morning where Jesus was supposed to appear in the sky before being taken to heaven. At that time, I believed it. But my last visit to Saint Monica playground dubbed Galilee was so disappointing that I promised myself never to fall for such trick again. That day, I kept my eyes fixed on the sky with absolute determination. When everybody was waiving and bidding Jesus bye-bye; I asked the two adults with me where is He? They both pointed and said there in the clouds. I stretched my neck and strained my eyes, but there was no human figure to be seen in the clouds. Beyond disappointment, I was very upset and made up my mind never to go meet or see Jesus in that setting again. My mother and teachers has done a good job convincing me that humans cannot see God. I agreed with them as a child but secretly nursed the idea that somehow I will find where God is hiding. I thought if I could see Jesus, there are possibilities that God (his father) might be somewhere nearby. Now my self-considered consolation price of seeing Jesus has proved abortive. I didn’t know what to make of the whole situation, yet I believed there is still a chance to see God. That was my innocent but sincere desire to know God. I was constantly on a personal quest to find Him in order to fully comprehend the stories told in the bible.

"My soul thirst for God, for the living God: when shall I come and appear before God?" (Psalm 42:2)

As disappointed about Galilee as I was though, I did not relent on my effort or desire to see God. Every Sunday when the church bell rang, I was there in my favorite position in anticipation for His appearance. Unless plucked off and thrown into the children