I can only say that the light loved me in spite of my homophobic, xenophobic, racist, religiously intolerant, ultra-nationalist and hate-mongering ideologies so how could I judge those who were just like me? There is discernment though... When I came back from heaven, and I went from religious institution to the next to hear religious teachers, but when they started ranting about people I knew the light loved like God's most beloved of all children... the very people the teacher was ranting about... I had to leave... I could not sit there and expose myself and my dear ones to teachers saying they speak for God... when I knew better... It is disingenuous to give our presence to the speakers of intolerance but to expose our loved ones to that kind of nonsense is debilitating...