The Field IS God

Dr. John Jay Harper's research
Dr. John Jay Harper is a clinical hypnotherapist in Spokane, Washington who has written a new book that integrates the near-death experience within the framework of both Science and religion; specifically it is a theory on the operation of cosmic consciousness itself. His passion is learning not only about life but life hereafter. However, this was not always the case. John says his inspiration did not come out of curiosity but out of necessity. In June, 1988, John had an after-death visitation [see below] with a deceased physicist colleague that changed him from skeptic to mystic. It was this close encounter with the land of the dead - and the myriad questions it generated - that relentlessly drove him for over a decade to solve the riddle of life after death. The answers can be found in his book, Tranceformers: Shamans of the 21st Century. The following is an excerpt from his book reprinted by permission.

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By all indications, we are not in “Kansas” anymore. It would seem that the winds of change have blown the rug out from underneath us scientifically and spiritually too. The “myths” we have used - or have used us - to make sense of our world heretofore are turning into so much nonsense from a number of perspectives. For example, Albert Einstein scribbled “E=mc2” on a blackboard a hundred years ago and that equation became the gospel for those who followed his mathematical logic thereafter. But now that century old bedrock of the Queen of the Sciences - classical physics - is about to be dethroned. More so, the Holy Bible records the importance of light to everything in existence:


“In the beginning God created the heaven and the earth. And the earth was without form, and void; and darkness was upon the face of the deep. And the Spirit of God moved upon the face of the waters. And God said, let there be light and there was light” (Gen. 1:1-3).

Life is light itself.

The implications here are mind-boggling for the speed of light was the one “constant” we thought we could anchor our worldview: Our cosmology as well as our consciousness. Light is what we see and see with in other words. However, if light-speed is no longer the valid benchmark to calibrate our sense of perception of the cosmos, then we have been set adrift on the ocean of opinion. One man’s sense of reality, for example, may not be what the other man senses to be true of his world at all. If the speed of light is subjective and not objective, then no thing is “solid,” not even the molecules of matter that has created you and me.

Indeed, this appears to be the case.

The latest laboratory findings in quantum physics say that the essence of light is a liquid-like medium whose rate of flow can be turned on and off as a spigot controls water. It can be slowed down and speeded up. Shockingly, we are being asked to accept the fact that the “fixed” laws of nature are not fixed anymore, becoming unglued at their hinges. In laymen’s terms, this is saying that we human beings create our world reality through our observation of it, our collective and individual frame-of-reference within an infinite "living space," an electrified ether known as the "zero-point field."

As Science writer Lynne McTaggart of London, England, revealed in her book, The Field: The Quest for the Secret Force of the Universe:


"Death may be merely a matter of going home or, perhaps, staying behind - returning to The Field" (p. 196).

See the NDE of Mellen-Thomas Benedict at for a personal "living" example as to the nature of "The Field": It is God. Thankfully we also have a model of reality that can restore order to our shifting sense of reality. It is the spiritual universe paradigm mapped by the mythology of native cultures and taught by their storytellers: shamans. Shamans have repeatedly demonstrated that they see and interact with this "field," this source of light that has been heretofore unseen by us "civilized" folks (with the exception of experiencers, founders of religions, bipolar disorder sufferers, and a few other crackpot "mystic-types" like myself).

But from my perspective, this is what's happening: our globe’s consciousness is shifting into the fifth dimension of space and that will turn our 4-D world upside down and inside out dimensionally - energetically, vibrationally. That is, we are now melting en masse into the Mind of God: The Big Dreamer. Today we are at the threshold of a major galactic event that occurs once every 26,000 years, a harmonic convergence with the Cosmos at Large, and along with the Good News, there is a lot of bad news as well.

Our scientists have some very disturbing news to report now: They are musing over the potential for a catastrophic change in climate brought on by global warming that will usher in the return of a “little” ice age in America, Canada, and Europe in particular. Our sun is entering into a new solar power megacycle that will be heating the core of the earth to its extreme limits and triggering undersea volcanism, earthquakes, and wind-rain-snow-ice storms of increasing severity and longevity too; the poles are preparing to flip, and that electromagnetic shift will bring a new heaven and a new earth, a brand spanking new "intuitive" consciousness - a "telepathic society" - capable of manifesting miracles beyond our wildest imagination. As Seattle pediatrician and NDE researcher Melvin Morse, M.D., declares in his book, Where God Lives: The Science of the Paranormal and How Our Brains are Linked to the Universe:


”When I say intuition I mean nothing less than the ability to communicate directly with God.”

John Jay Harper's after-death visitation

George Sebastian Viguet III died in Huntsville, Alabama, of a massive heart attack on November 9, 1987. He was a young man of 40 when his life ended. In fact, my best friend George drew his last breath in the medical clinic of his family physician located right next door to Huntsville Hospital. So, I guess when your time is up, your time is up. I mean if your doctor can’t save you from the grip of death even when you walk in to see him with but the slightest complaint that you are “not feeling well,” it’s simply got to be your time to go. That is what I call fate.

I had known George for 18 enjoyable years. My friend was born to be a scientist.

George was bright, and introverted. I was not all that bright, and extroverted. However, our paradoxical blend of personalities yielded some fairly witty conversations over hotly contested chess games and cold beer. We had many deep philosophical conversations over the years, some of which were on life after death. George believed that when you were dead, you were dead and gone, as I recall it. I remained open to an afterlife because of a childhood experience that I did not tell him about at that time out of fear of ridicule.

Albeit terribly shocked to hear of his death that fateful day, I put on my stoic face of acceptance. Though later that week at his elaborate Catholic funeral, where I was a pallbearer, I stared at that metal-box in front of me solemnly. I kept asking myself over and over again: Where is my friend this morning? Where in the world - or out of this world - is the “soul” of the person that I know as George right now at this very minute?

This line-of-inquiry turned out to be fruitful. I was about to learn in a few months hence that George was not, I repeat, he was not dead. Little did I know then that that truth would cost me dearly: it would cost me my peace of mind for the next ten years.

For in June 1988, seven months after I helped bury him, I had an up-close and personal encounter with my friend. Around four a.m., in an altered state of mind that we hypnotherapists call a hypnopompic condition - not quite awake - I saw George. I saw George standing at the foot of my bed. This was no dream, however. Though he looked younger, George was the same person that I had known all these years, except his “flesh” was not as I’d expect it to be. He looked like one of these finely crafted oriental ice sculptures yet very much alive. I kept staring at him with a deer in the head lights look of amazement.

In large part that was because George was dressed strangely. He was wearing a brightly colored, short-sleeved Hawaiian luau shirt with a white beachcomber hat! Spontaneously, I jerked myself fully awake with a start and I asked myself: Is George made of glass? His “skin,” as it was, looked a lot like that crystal clear free-flowing water creature did in the Hollywood movie, The Abyss. Then, here was the other shocker: George had a row of flattened metal beer cans stuffed on the inside of his hat’s headband!

No doubt this Cajun was ready to party again!

Yes, I could accept that interpretation, not a problem. However, upon deeper reflection I sensed intuitively the symbolic meaning to his bizarre mode of dress. It was not a comical, playful joke as I first thought it was. It was, as I came to see with my third eye opened in trance, a profoundly meaningful gesture to me. George was projecting a set of specific “images” that only I would be able to decipher correctly. He was using a true “body language” - a word that originally meant to send vision from afar as, for example, does the octopus, who changes colors to express itself rather than emitting sounds to do so.

Thus I recalled that when I had entered the funeral home in Huntsville, I walked down the center aisle to the front of the chapel, leaned over his casket, and said:


“George, a joke is a joke, now let’s go get a beer!”

That is, he was showing me by his colorful party attire and “the old beer cans in the hat band trick” that he was alert and very much alive even then at the supposed “end” of his life.

To the point: my buddy never died at all. George went into the fifth dimension, and so shall we all "consciously" sooner or later:


“Then shall two be in the field; the one shall be taken, and the other left.” (Matt. 24:40)."


"There are only two ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle. The other is as though everything is a miracle." - Albert Einstein


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