Remembering Flynn & meeting him in the NOW.

Last night I had a vivid 'dream' whereby I was with Flynn again, a cat that used to live over the road from me in Penzance but died aged 19. It got me thinking about how we know that death is essentially an illusion and that we can access every divine soul at any time in the NOW. I wonder how that might actually play out in our 'day to day' experience once we pass through this portal we currently seem to be passing through.