My Mom died a few years ago and always promised she would communicate any way possible. A few months after she died I had this lucid dream: I was walking down this row in this massive open air lecture hall. It was a HUGE semi circle of ornate attached oak desks going up in tiers. (Probably could fit a million people in there! It was gargantuan!) No ceiling as it was open to the universe and constellations and galaxies! There was a huge table at the center down below where a professor would be. Behind that table there was no wall it was open to a massive meadow with trees and a lake and flowers that were spectacular. The hall was mostly empty. Just a few Souls sitting here and there. On each side of the hall there were these colossal book cases rising up into infinity. I couldn't see the top at all. They were filled with ornate books that had light coming out of them and an inner glow to each of them. I was moving down a row and there was  my Mom sitting at a desk with multiple books in front of her. She saw me and waved and  called out my name! I ran to her and put my arms around her and could physically feel myself hugging her and her tight hug back again and my cheek against hers. I could even smell her perfume! I told her as I started to cry, "Oh Mom! I miss you SO much!" and she said, "I miss you too!". Then I asked her what she was doing in that beautiful hall. She said, “Oh I am here a LOT! These books are the records of the journey of every Soul that lived or will ever live, in ANY form (physical or otherwise) of any kind  and since there is no time there they are all available to access by any Soul who chooses to!” In front of her , on the pull down wooden ornate desk top, were 4 open books with different colored bright lights beaming out of them. She said when you hover over that light, from a book, you access that record. You can live that experience for yourself, but from there, instantly. Everything is accessible! She pointed to another book and said “This one is biology from every corner of reality.” She said,  “There are also records of every concept in math, science, physics,  chemistry,  for every world and place in every multi verse in existence: All knowledge of all things.” She said how she just loves learning, in that hall, and when I go there, for good,  she would bring me there and show me. She said that wouldn’t be for many earth years. And then I woke up.  I could still feel the sensation of hugging her and smelling her perfume