I remember my grandmother (who was devout catholic) saying we arrive in the afterlife at the age of perfection.. to my grandmother this meant 33 because that's how old Jesus was when he died. When I asked about people who die before reaching this age she answered the age most perfect to them. I guess meaning they were as old as they chose to be.

She also has books that say the spirit world is like another planet. Some people are granted access and they describe colors we don't have here and music that has no tune. I have heard this sound before(though I've never really been there) and I agree, it's like liquid perfection. It flows and winds and heals everything broken inside you, even things you didn't know were hurt.

If this is what awaits us, I have no fear of the journey