In The Birth Called Death, the young Kathie is repeatedly pulled
from her
sleepy body by a deceased older brother and offered an extraordinary
hands-on tour of the heaven realms. Obviously a very special
soul, this
little girl is given red-carpet instruction, from the first of
the
heavens-with its trauma wards-to the highest realms where reside
awesome
souls such as Jesus. Through her adventures we encounter the
paths of
relatives, angels and saints.
I have read much of the contemporary literature of death and
dying. But never have I read a personal travel guide. It is
one thing to study theory
and speculation, but quite another to receive first-hand
instruction-charmingly and disarmingly from the voice of a seven year-old
girl!
For anyone concerned with the hereafter-and if you don't think
you're
one, look again-this book is a gift from Heaven itself. No writing
has ever
lifted so much off my mind and left me so free to fly! Rev.
Gavin Geoffrey Dillard, author and critic
As a psychologist who has
studied mysticism, philosophy and transpersonal
psychology and who has worked with the terminally ill for years, I can say
with confidence that this book holds a great deal of value for
those who
grapple with issues of their own mortality. Kathy Jordan's book offers
a
heartfelt, insightful and very personal map of the unfolding of
consciousness after death. I recommend it not only to those struggling
with the loss of a loved one or with the inevitability of their own
mortality, but to anyone searching for a deeper understanding of their
existence.
Jeffrey Jessum, PhD
Having lost my mother recently, I found the book deeply
comforting. This
well written story is irresistable. Once begun, the personal journey that
Kathie Jordan shares with us is truly fascinating, engaging,
delightful and
truly moving all at the same time. Her style is very ingenuous and the
writing itself is real and filled with empathy. Enlightened, in some way,
when I finished reading this jewel of a book, I bought a whole
bunch of
copies to give my friends for Christmas. I hope Mrs. Jordan writes more
books.
Jogiluv, New York
