I once suddenly started to hear people talking with each other with great joy and it was on the beach, and I heard them talking as if they were like "on" the ocean itself, not on land. What does this mean? My theory from this is, when we die we can choose to remain on earth in spirit form and roam the earth with freedom and we then enter the realm of spirits. I once turned myself and I saw a large spider, not physically but some sort of ethereal spider moving slowly on a door in my room. I believe these two encounters were insights into the spirit world. I don't believe heaven somewhere in the sky is the best abode for us, I believe the spirit realm here on earth is the more blissful abode if you ask me. They say there's enlightened ethereal yogis in the Himalayas as well roaming the plane.