Nobody's Dead

Dead 101 ~ Nobody Dies

After "death," it appears the emotional challenges of living remain with us in our spirit form. It is always our choice to change our anger and fear into acceptance and love.

My gift of connecting with the dead, is channeled through the Angels of Light. It is the Angels, sharing their unconditional love and higher wisdom, who allow this knowledge to be passed on to you. I am only their grateful conduit.

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Helping Dad

Carol, an adult daughter of an alcoholic, asked how she could help her dead Dad.  She seemed unable to access his energy, even though she was able to connect with other deceased family members.   Dad passed on in his sleep six years ago.  His daughter felt anxious because his body was not found for three days. 

Her Angels explain that we cannot live another person's life. Dad was not just an alcoholic, but smoked and was grossly overweight.  He refused to take responsibility for his existence, in or out of a body. Carol was the caregiver in his life.  Even as a child, she took responsibility for what he refused to do for himself.

Until Dad is willing to face his own life or lack of it, there is nothing to be done. The choice is always up to us.

In no uncertain terms, the Angels indicate it is time for Carol to create her own life, which she overlooked in her self-appointed mission of keeper of her Dad. 

Nothing matters any more

Dale passed suddenly and unexpectedly. She's so excited to connect with her friend, Kathleen, that she trots over, laughing as if she was away for the weekend. She sits down close and slides her knees over next toward Kathleen's so they touch lightly.  Leaning forward, Dale stumbles over her words as she tries to fill her in about everything in her new life and wants to know everything about Kathleen.

Dale explains that she feels like she's been on vacation. She's relaxed and blissful.  She feels great! 

Kathleen is the executor of her will and wants to know what she wants her do.  Dale says it doesn't matter,  as long as Kathleen gets her share.  "Ignore any disputes," she insists. She's released control of her physical assets.  None of it matters any longer.

What do you think Dad?

Lynda asks her deceased Dad about her alive husband, Joey.  What do you think of him, Dad?  Dad sits back with an "Oh my!"  He tries to be diplomatic and explain what he sees, carefully.   Dad says her husband has taken a little detour.  He's in a mid-life crisis and wants to break loose. Dad would like to give Joe a "Dr. Laura" talk, a slice from his own life with Lynda's mother.   Dad says the stability is what frightens Joe.

Dad points out that her Joey is a stubborn guy who's accumulated a huge debt. Now he thinks he can run off and forget it all as well as her and the kids.  Dad is clear that Lynda has not only chutzpah but the stamina needed to get her through these rough times.

He says she's not too old to begin again and this time she'll have the wisdom to select differently.  Her husband's energy has been holding her back. If she can live through this emotionally trying time, it's all a bigger blessing than she can possibly see this minute.

Dad's here

Dad died 6 years ago.  His adult daughter, Sharon, is anxious to connect. It's immediately obvious that these two have a special relationship.  Dad is all smiles, filled with love for his much-admired daughter. He's excited to spend time with his "little girl," no matter how big she's grown.  Dad's hugging her with his loving energy, hoping that she can sense his presence.

This is an enthusiastic reunion.  Dad wants to be close.  He was the kind of parent who had an "eye peeled," to make sure his girl was safe from harm. 

With an arm around Sharon, he's stroking her hair.  If she were a little tot again, he'd have her on his lap.  Together they have bonded in a common trust and respect that comes from lifetimes of creating a loving family.

Dad doesn't want to interfere with Sharon's life, yet she never left his heart. This is the Dad we all want for our own.

A son dies of Cystic Fibrosis

Jason died young of Cystic Fibrosis.  His Mom wants to connect with him, even just for a minute.

Immediately, Jason fills me with the sadness of the living, of unfilled hopes, and the weight of living as a child who realized he would never reach adulthood.  This heaviness hung over him and his family. Still, he comes in grinning, exuding the energy of the healthy, and nuzzles Mom. He wishes she could feel him physically, so she would know for certain that the loving bond they shared, continues and that he is okay.

Mom wants to know about his life now. Although Jason died as a adolescent of keen intellect and wise beyond his years, he shows us a picture of him as a rambunctious child. He's running easily, riding a bike, playing baseball, all the things he was unable to do with limited oxygen.  He's exuding the physical energy of a healthy child.

The Angels explain it's as if he has two homes.  One is in spirit form where he is whole and free and fully engaged in his life. The other is in the physical, where he feels the sadness of creating pain for his physical family. 

In life, Jason approached his life like an old soul. When asked by the Make a Wish Foundation what he wanted, instead of the proverbial trip to Disney,  he was the first child to request a fund to be set up for other children with Cystic Fibrosis. He died in peace.

A Time of Endings

We seem to be at a time of endings, often unexpected as in Michael Jackson's sudden demise, or else sad but welcomed, as in Farrah Fawcett's release from pain.

Last night I enjoyed an informal celebration of my friend's birthday. What came up was the poignancy of numerically, leaving her physical youth behind, and at the same time, the excitement of what is still to come.

Another friend shared that she had been a teacher for 17 years.  CA.'s budget crisis forced her out;  she's unemployed. This is a death, just as real as if her body died.  But it didn't. Now what does she do with her body?

The third dimensional mind shouts that everything has a beginning and an end. Nothing is real unless we can connect with our five senses.  The unknown looms large.

Life mirrors what we think of as death. How to recreate life when everything we know is kaput?  The answer always comes, but to receive, we need to ask and then be still.  The answer lies within.

"Life is pleasant.  Death is peaceful. It's the transition that's troublesome."  Isaac Asimov

A Boomerang of Love

Barbara is interested in connecting with her deceased Mom and Dad. They are living separate lives, aware of each other, but choosing not to be together.  

Dad is relaxing on the porch, smoking. When I try to dig into what's happening with him for his daughter's sake, his hand goes up as if to say, "That's enough."  He's not interested "in being interrogated," he says. Introspection is not his game.

Dad participated in a wrap-around sound and sight chamber.  If he chooses, he can observe and actually experience, how his behavior created his life and affected the lives of his friends and family. He has no inclination.

Mom waits for her turn and shows Barbara her old kitchen, where the aroma of cookies baking surrounds us. The Angels tell Barbara to imagine a beam of light stretching from her heart to her Mother's. Mom immediately catches on and boomerangs this love right back to her daughter. Together they have connected their hearts into the infinity of love.

The ongoing death of a son

Several years after her adolescent son died unexpectedly, a grieving mom was told by her Angels that she could measure her recovery in returning to life by noticing:

-  when months flow into years and her sadness is still drowning her as well as those around her.
-  when her grief begins to annoy and push away the rest of her family.
-  when her friends no longer stop by or call to check in on her.
-  when there is no joy for her anywhere.
-  when she'd rather not wake up.

The Angels suggest that this mom make an altar for herself and create a simple space to honor her son. Instead of putting his pictures and memorabilia all over the house and keeping his room as it was year after year, it is time to center her memories in one location.  Then she can return to the life of the living, and allow her family members to move on.

By never letting go of her grief, she is cutting off her son's supply of life force energy.  He is as alive as she is, but in a way she can't fathom. He's scattered in pieces until she begins to bring her fragmented self together.

The answer is acceptance. Acceptance of her son's choice. Acceptance of her own choice to allow everything she knows die, including her personal life, and her connection with her family and friends.

A dead man shares his appreciation

The dead show up in funny ways. A gently smiling man with beautiful, love-filled eyes came into my consciousness way too many times last night for me not to recall him. I had no idea who he was until I got into the shower this morning.

Still not identifying his face, I knew it was Dane, a dead man I read a good month ago.  My psychic friend, Julie, his neighbor, was concerned about Dane's wife and wanted to see if we could connect to help her. 

What the Angels showed us was a picture of a grief-stricken family learning to rebuild their lives.  Dane shared his respect and appreciation for his wife, whom he loved deeply. The reading reflected his loving concern for his family's well-being and information on selling their home.

Only yesterday did Julie give Dane's wife the CD of our reading, after she had broached the topic with her.  Julie was concerned that his wife might be frightened.  Not only did the opposite occur, but also Dane himself showed up to share his gratitude.

Purgatory

A Mom's 16 year old daughter, Carrie, committed suicide. She died from the breakdown of her body with Bulimia. Carrie still lives in her Mom's grieving heart, every day, every minute. Her Mom is unable to let go of the guilt and heartache of her daughter's death.

The Angels are showing me it's as if the roles are reversed. Mom's pain is inconsolable. She is unable to move on with her life. Carrie is locked into that coffin of grief and carries the burden of her suicide.

The truly sad part is Carrie understands that she made a mistake.  On earth, she was unable to see another way out. For the three years since her death, she has not only experienced her own unfortunate decision to end her life, but also climbed into her Mother's shoes and lives her despair.

If Mom could only see Carrie as the loving spirit she is and not as her personal failure of mothering, both she and Carrie could move on with their lives.

Life is a continuum of energy, with no beginning or end. Some times you are in a body and some times in spirit. The answer is the challenge of accepting and loving yourself as well as loving another, in spite of what appears to be the truth.

Purgatory is not a place but a state of being.