Nobody's Dead

The Other Side

"What's she doing now?", Jamie wants to know about her long deceased sister, Rosie. Although she died still a toddler, she's showing me a young woman in her early twenties, hands on hips. She's mugging and laughing. "Look at this!  Pretty nice, huh?"  Rosie's initial apprehension has vanished and she wants to lighten up her very much alive in-the-body sister.                                                        

It becomes obvious that these two have journeyed together before.  There is a trust and love that connects them, even though in this last body, they didn't have much time together.  I want to say that they are soul friends. I don't know exactly what that means, but that's what the Angels are saying.

"Can she see me?", Jamie  inquires.  The Angels explain that her aura is like a thumbprint, only easier to read. By focusing, Rosie can see when Jamie is happy and when she's not. Her field lights up with joy and goes gray with depression and sadness.  It's not that she studies her field constantly, but she can check periodically, like having the TV on for company when you're doing something else. 

"Why would you bother hanging around when you have your own life?," Jamie asks.  Rosie is quick to answer that she is able to go on with her own life. She can be doing what she wants in her world and simultaneously connect with Jamie. "It's easy," she says, "once you master the technique."  

Merry Christmas

Today, Christmas day, when peace is at least a thought if not a reality, 

I want to share my greeting for each and every one of you - especially you: 

The God in me welcomes the God in you. 

 I open my heart to you. 

 We are One.

I am sorry.  Please forgive me.  I love You. ~ Suzy

Death is Spring in the Cycle of life

"The opposite of life isn't death.  The opposite of life is fear. A young rabbi once said, 'Life isn't about waiting for the storm to pass. It's about learning to dance in the rain.'", Roy Williams, The Wizard of Ads emailed this morning.

 My guess is 95% of us would be bored silly if there was no stimulation of perceived imperfection and all was right in our world. We need the polarity that comes with the body to help us not just dance in the rain, but dance on the rooftops!  The teddy-bear existence of being loved and cuddled constantly with every need honored, sounds wonderful. But is it? Even the much adored bear is left one day in his tattered state to be still in his own shredded body. And who was more loved?

Sliding into a peaceful death

Ginny's Mom died suddenly at 81 over 3 years ago.   Ginny was disappointed that Mom hadn't contacted her since she passed,  so we called her in. It took a few minutes for her mother to catch on to the protocol of how to connect with us, but once again, with Ginny's love and the Angels guiding, Mom appeared.

Mom sees Ginny as totally independent and able to make things happen in her world. She believes in her daughter's resourcefulness and her willingness to use her abilities to make a positive difference. She figured if her daughter needed her, she'd be there. At the end of the session, Ginny shared that she had seen her Mother, twice, right after she passed.  But that was a long time ago and Ginny wanted more.

The Angels suggested that Ginny protect herself in a bubble of Light before sleep.  Then intend that when she enters the Causal/dream plane tonight, that she meet up with Mom. Her Angels showed me two wicker chairs and a small table where they could be outside together in a comfortable setting. The Angels said to hold her intention and expect a visit.  It may take quite a few tries before they connect and she remembers. 

Dead for years and still connected

A little girl,  Michelle, dead now for some 40 years, comes in when her sister asks.  She's seems very young, thin, a little shy but smiling. What helps her come forward is her older sister, Nicole, feels her love for her at the same time we surround her with her Angels.  Michelle's apprehension leaves. She puts a little skip in her step and comes forward. Grinning from ear to ear now, she wants to be with her sister, Nicole. She wants her to know how much she loves her, how much she means to her. There is still a strong bond between the two that appears to precede life in this body and continues in what we call death. Nicole tells me Michelle died of Leukemia before she was three. 

What's interesting for me is that when we first called in this little girl, I began spinning counter clockwise. Once she felt safe because of Nicole's loving energy focused on her baby sister, baby Michelle was safely able to enter our space and I began to spin clockwise. Scientific, huh?  It goes along with the run of energy up my right leg when someone "dead" shows up. My assumption is I need a little validation and this helps.

Too many responsibilities

An adult daughter wanted to know about her dead Dad.  He was married to the tap-dancing wife from a few posts ago. He showed me a heavy energy. He felt overwhelmed by the expectations of his wife and the world. His daughter later told me he was a Manic Depressive. He was burdened by the monotony of life, the heaviness of the day-in, day-out responsibilites, and the difficulties of his erratic emotional life.  

His daughter wanted to know what her Dad's life was like now. Joe, the dad,  is showing me he's sitting on the front porch.  It doesn't matter if he ever had one, he's created one now. He says that things are a lot calmer. There's plenty to do here if you want to, but nothing you have to do. You can follow your own rules. He's beginning to lighten up, feel more comfortable.  

Joe wants his daughter to know that he wishes he could have been a better father. He wishes they could have been closer.  He just didn't know how. He has an appreciation for how his daughter has defined her life. He can see now how both he and her Mother influenced her, and not always for the better. 

Moving into the Light

Recently I read for a woman in FL, lost in grief for Paul, the man she considered her soulmate. Paul had been dead for over two years, but she and Paul were as close in spirit as the apple and its peel. Although they weren't married, they were joined at the hip for over twenty years. She knew this was a co-dependent relationship but it didn't matter. They needed each other and supported each other. Sometimes he leaned on her;  sometimes she leaned on him.

Paul came in quickly and filled me with sadness. He showed me that he was floating in a gray space. The Light was within easy distance, but he was tied to her because of her intensity of grief.  Once she understood, she lovingly let him go so he could move into the Light. The response was instantaneous. Immediately he was guided onto what looked like a green space radiating light. He went from looking lost and sickly, even weak, to standing tall and smiling, delighted with his new experience.  He was once again a young man, the self he had left behind before he left Home for this last incarnation.  

Her concern was that now he would forget her. Instead what the Angels and Paul assured her, was that he would be able to assist her now more than ever from his place in the Light. He assured her he would do his best to support her;  and when it was her time to pass on, he would be there with open arms, waiting to embrace her into Wholeness.   

Death is life

"Existence is continuous, it is a continuum.  There is not a single moment's gap in it.  No death is death, because every death opens a new door--it is a beginning. There is no end to life, there is always a new beginning, a resurrection." Jose Parreira, Laughter - The Chinese Mystics Last Surprise...

There is joy in everything,even death if we allow ourselves to notice. This weekend give yourself the gift of laughter in whatever you do, wherever you find yourself.  We will all laugh with you, even our dead.

What happens in the Afterlife

The Tibetan Book of the Dead describes our life after death.  How and what to do so we don't get trapped in a bardo, a state of existence, the Buddhists say, which can be avoided by certain meditative practices.

When I began talking to the dead, I didn't understand why everyone in death, didn't appear to be 'nice.' Everyone was not happy.  Everyone was not in this Disney place of Heaven. They were all okay, but where they were didn't look like a brilliantly sunny day at a deserted beach in the tropics.

For several years I thought I was mistakingly reading the energy of the dead.  Initially,I looked for happy beings.  What I found was everyone was "all right," but not so different than what we remember as their life. No literal body to mess with, which explains why often those who have had a tough time physically, show me pictures of complete abandon as they dance into their newly perceived life.

"Every single one of these bardo states exists while people are alive."  The Tibetan Book of the Dead "isn't just a book of dying, this is a book of living. We actually can create these states in our consciousness all the time.  So we can create a hellish nightmare out of nothing but thought...each mind is creating its own bardo state." - Thomas Meehan, 'The Words of a Mystic.'

Letting go

A woman asked about her friend of 20 years, who had died two years ago. What's sad about this story is that she is still mourning as if he died yesterday.  What's interesting is, because of her intensity of grief, he was still floating in what I called the grayed-out space. There is no pain here, just a sense of misgiving. Imagine you could swim forever in the warm water you're currently in, but just over to your right you spot a beautiful piece of land, all yours, if you can only get there.  There the sun is shining, the flowers are blooming, and you intuitively know that this is home.  But you can't get there because of the undercurrent of grief, which continues to pull you out to sea. You're fine, but you can't move on.

To this lady's credit, she wanted to help her 'soul mate' move into the Light. She let go long enough for him to take his Angel's hand, while he was gently guided Home.

 At first he appeared old and sickly and worn out. Now he is beaming with delight and appreciation. He appears young, robust and handsome.   Now he is there to support her, where before he had nothing to give her. He didn't know how to reconnect. He showed me his body (for my third dimensional mind) being rewired into the Light, so he would once again feel whole.  From this place he could then move on and still offer her the loving support he had in 'life'. 

As in life, holding on to our past, keeps us in place so that we miss the joy of today.