The Colors & Music of Heaven – A Conversation with Naomi Judd

K: I see you popping in and out.

N: (grins and waves) Hi.

She’s wearing a red knee-length dress with a belt at the waist and bare feet.

K: Hi.

N: (takes a seat and is still smiling) We talked before, and I was hopeful we would do it again.

K: Your presence feels so much lighter than that first time that we talked.

N: Well, I still carried a lot of…stuff with me. I’ll call it stuff.

K: I mean, when you carry that much in life, I don’t think there is a better word for it if we want to just keep it general. There are so many other words that could describe what you went through…namely darkness.

N: I agree with darkness. Darkness is a great word for it. But there was light too. A lot of light. Sometimes it was just difficult to see…to open those curtains.

K: Absolutely.

N: And since we’re already talking about light and dark, you’ve been receiving messages from me…

K: I have, and they were super interesting how you described…(gathering my thoughts) I have watched a few NDE videos and there is this consensus of the overwhelmingly beautiful strangeness about what they saw.

N: That is a very good way to describe it. I just wanted to have a bit of fun. I thought we could describe for readers the…colors and the song of heaven.

K: That would be cool. But, you know what though…I’m kind of over the word heaven. It just doesn’t encompass what I feel that is.

N: Oh boy. (nods) I agree with you there. The word can’t touch it but is there a word that would be the same as that?

K: I don’t think so. I mean…I don’t know, again with the language…for me…it feels pretty lacking.

N: (crosses her legs and thinks looking upward) When there is a greater sense of awareness. When there is a bit more understanding and acceptance of another place where the dead go. When there is a…braver way of looking at it so the release of someone, that does die, is a bit easier, the language around these things needs to change. I understand completely where you are, and I can…I understand.

K: And trying to describe the things that you were showing me only includes what I know of or what I’m aware of.

N: And that’s just fine because that way, it’s understood more. You know what understanding brings to someone?

K: What’s that?

N: More of an open mind.

K: Very true.

N: (sits back and pats the arm of the chair) Like with various people that walk through someone’s life. The more understanding that can be brought to that connection, the more open a person’s mind becomes and the connection gets bigger…(smiles) and it can breathe and can be open and…not a lot is taken to heart…the harder parts of those connections.

K: That can be difficult with some, though.

N: Yes. But when connection is approached with that level of understanding…things that another would do or say…isn’t taken to heart so much. It’s easily bounced off. It doesn’t have that ability to seep into a heart and head like it could with little understanding. You know what nurtures understanding?

K: What’s that?

N: Innerstanding. Knowing thy Self first and how thy Self lives and breathes. When that’s done, the innerstanding feeds the understanding of the outside world that surrounds the inner world. Know Thy Self is so important.

K: That’s beautiful.

N: And it’s the ripple. That innerstanding creates understanding creates the open mind creating a broader sense of awareness and when that spreads so wide and free…then language can’t quite grasp it. It’s all this big and beautiful…profound, at times, way of waking up. That whole idea of awakening.

K: Thank you. You’re fantastic.

N: Takes one to know one. (winks)

K: You were showing me something about color…tell me about the color of heaven…the colors because people can’t describe them. They say they see colors that aren’t even…we don’t have them here. They can’t name them.

N: But you do. (nods) You absolutely do have those colors here. There are several factors that go into this whole concept of color. I’ll start by saying this. (pauses to think) The brightest and most vivid color that a person sees is…first…it is only the shadow of the colors where I am. It’s like…there is this photo editor that exists within the pineal gland of a person and the brilliance factor and the tones…the contrast…the brightness are all turned down low. There is still color, but it’s dulled. It’s as if me, who can see all of this now…has a grey veil over my face and it’s distorting everything that I’m looking at and creating a dullness. Does that make sense?

K: I can see it.

N: The first (raises a finger) the colors of earth are only the shadow of the colors of heaven. The perception of that is because of the third eye. When someone takes in the glory…the absolute glory of the colors that are around them…looking at a sunset or the ocean…the mountains, the plains…fields…gardens, and it takes their breath away because of the glory of what they are witnessing…

K: Yes.

N: That is a shadow…a cloud blocking the sun of what it is for me in the heavens.

K: Wow!

N: Also, the colors that a person sees in their every day is a very small pinpoint of a larger scale. So not only is the person seeing a simple pin drop of the actual color…it’s also only the shadow. I’ll compare my reaction when I saw the true color after my death.

K: Okay.

N: It was as if I was color blind my whole life and someone gifted me a pair of those glasses…you know those ones that people get that allow them to see color…after so long…and they cry at the beauty of it.

K: For sure.

N: That’s what it was like for me. I was color blind my whole life.

K: That’s crazy.

N: The other part of color is the brilliance…you know when you’re driving and that sun is so bright and it reflects off of a wet street and so you’re blinded by above and below…the kind of brightness that sunglasses don’t help shade.

K: Very well. I know that very well.

N: Not only is the color…upped by a million and one notches…

K: (chuckling)

N: It is so bright. It’s brightness…you can’t escape it. It’s an adjustment.

K: After you died…did you still see? Like I am looking at the color of my birds…Yoshi is staring at me right now and I see that he’s yellow and green. I see that. Did you still have…what people would understand as sight?

N: (nods) That question is a common one and yes…for practical purposes, I had my eyes to see.

K: Well, that’s cool and a bit of a relief.

N: But now…I was a three eyed beast of a woman. (laughs)

K: Ha! Spitfire.

N: I love it. The three eyes…I say that because the third eye was cleaned off and working and when the third eye puts on those color blind glasses…it’s breathtaking.

I suddenly feel very emotional in my chest…like a longing because a deep part of me completely understands what she’s saying and wants that back.

K: Pffft…that’s a lot.

N: Because of the innerstanding that has opened you up after so long of working and studying and talking towards you remembering. Everyone can remember but does everyone want to remember?

K: No.

N: No. They don’t because remembering isn’t always easy. Sometimes the longing to get back to…somewhere can be…overwhelming.

K: Yes. I totally get that. And then to snap out of that, there is this need to have a…like this…huge purpose or this idea of one big purpose to pull them out of that longing to return to…what really is a big question of hope.

N: (nods in a big motion) Yes.

K: That was me in…2014…about.

N: I was told.

K: Oh, you were told, were you.

N: Heck yes. I was told.

K: Cool. (thinks) Someone shared with me a video that changed my perspective on hearing that someone talked about another…

N: What was that?

K: Basically, say thank you. Because however they talk about whoever they’re talking about…stays with them. It only affects you if you let it. Like, if someone is trash-talking me…and I hear about it, I have a choice. I can react and do that same thing. Talk badly about them…return the favor…

N: (smiles)

K: Or say thank you for the knowledge…let it go and carry on because I know that whatever that other person is thinking of me or saying about me in a negative way has absolutely nothing to do with me in the first place and it stays with them. It…contributes to that hardening of them while I remain free.

N: It’s such a simple concept…isn’t it? It’s so simple but people like to wear pride like armor…always willing to go to battle for a rumor.

K: (chuckles) I think it’s just a worth thing and it’s part of that innerstanding/understanding thing that you were talking about earlier.

N: Yes. (points to me) Yes.

K: Back to color…

N: Okay.

K: I heard that color has sound.

N: It does. That is where the song comes from. The color is the vibration…the notes of the song that is heard. When I first got to my place of heaven…There was a constant hum…a constant beautiful hum and it would change…like a wave or a breeze…sometimes a strong wind…(grows silent, remembering) but it was always there and it sounded like crystal. A sound so pure and clear. This is one of the harder ones to describe.

K: That’s okay.

N: Okay…(gets an idea) you’ve talked about that night that you were nursing your dog…she had a fever…it was a bad time.

K: Yes. My family was asleep, and I was on the floor with her and I just started praying. And then I heard this music…like a choir but it sounded different. And within minutes, both me and my dog fell asleep. That pain was subsided so we could both sleep and her fever broke.

N: Could you decipher the notes? Did it have a tune?

K: No. It was very…like a choir that was singing different songs but it still all…gelled together.

N: It doesn’t make sense to the human ear because the frequencies and the notes…it’s like that veil that shrouds the third eye…it also does that to the human throat and the ears. It muffles out what a person can’t grasp.

K: Like a dog whistle…the frequency is sort of quiet to us, but dogs can hear it.

N: Exactly like that. Exactly. But when a person does hear the music of heaven…it sounds distorted and scrambled because the frequency and the notes are like the colors. They are only a pin drop…they are only the shadow of what actually is. The music…even the most glorious symphony…singer…the tones that you listen to…the Solfeggio scale…it’s just a minute fraction of what really is. (pinches fingers together)

K: That’s crazy.

N: The symphony…or the orchestra…the choir of the angels is the sound of all people…every person on earth, finding their most beautiful singing voice and all singing the same song…in tune…(points to me) in tune, now.

K: (chuckles)

N: Make no mistake…harmonies are tuned up perfectly…seven and some billion of them.

K: For sure.

N: That would be a pin drop to the music of heaven.

K: Holy poop!!!!

N: And the song of heaven is the miracle cure. It is the…when the blind can see and the deaf can hear and the lame can walk, and the dead shall rise and live again.

K: Wow. That feels so…like I can’t even capture that in words, and I won’t even try. But, again, when someone dies and they rise…they still need to acclimatize to that, I’m sure. It must feel overwhelming sometimes.

N: I have never heard someone be overwhelmed…but I guess when that word is spoken…it can feel more like daunting.

K: For sure.

N: It’s awe. It’s wonder. It’s such a soft landing that those who only go part way…in the stories of the NDE…they don’t want to return…it’s because the color and the song of heaven holds them in a way that…only God can. In an absolute feeling, sense, and trust of love.

K: Crazy. When you said that…it just sounded so…feeling complete. Feeling found. Feeling whole. The illusion of being lost or wandering lifts and dissipates.

N: And that, little one, is just a fraction of what it is.

Pausing and playfully glaring at her.

K: Little one. Ha! You did that on purpose.

N: I was wondering when I could sneak it in. I wanted to sneak it in. My gift to you.

K: Aurelius, huh?

N: (sighs and slumps in a dramatic way)

K: (laughing)

N: Talk about your overwhelm.

K: I KNOW!!!! And I’m HERE!

N: A person would need…require a step back. To walk in your shoes…(shakes her head in dramatic sympathy)

K: This is what I’m saying!!!

N: All that’s required (raises her hands in a welcoming gesture)…is a simple innerstanding.

K: Blah!

N: (laughs) Thank you. Thank you for sitting with me.

K: Thanks for the chat. I hope I grasped what you were showing me.

N: You did fine…great even. I’ll be on my way now. Have a wonderful day. I’ll join you tonight.

K: Thank you. That would be very helpful.

N: Then I’m there. No invitation required. I’ll see you later.

K: Chat later.

N: Chat later.

The whole scene goes black like a black screen appears. The door is closed. I guess that’s my cue that it’s time for the human to live today’s mission.

Images shown are representational and experiential rather than historical.