Otherworldly Communication
Greetings All.
I sincerely hope all is right with your world this morning. I enjoyed my three day 'rest' but I am glad to be back and ready to get down to business as usual. When I need a break I always try to seek a place near water and I retreated to a particular place that is near and dear to my heart. I would like to share something about it with you.
It is a place on the edge of an inlet that feeds into a very large man-made lake. Many inlets have carved into a wilderness where wildlife abounds, and if one is so inclined one can lose one's self in the serenity of nature. Water has always had a calming effect upon me but it is to this special place I go to in order to be close to a very special lady, my mother, whom I lost nearly seven years past. It was her 'place' and it was there that she thrived in her later years and would have gladly lived there full time if it had been possible. As it was not, she went there as often as she could and when she would return to town and home, mother would be newly revived and relieved of the stress of day-to-day living.
My mother was also my best friend and confidant and from her I learned to believe that all things are possible, if I but put my mind to achieving my goals. She was the one person who truly understood who I am and while many of my goals were somewhat alien to her, she never once thought me odd. She believed in the extraordinary gifts some of us are blessed with, for mother was also blessed. She had the gift of extrasensory perception, such that she always knew when one of her children was hurt; physically or emotionally, and she never failed to come to our aid. The gift was something of a burden to her, for she was of the generation that did not speak of such things that her peers did not understand. Many was the time she ignored the gift, for fear of what she would learn; see or hear, but she never ignored it when it came to her own. She was not a person who went out of her way to make friends and some believed her to be a snob but the truth was, those closest to her knew she was shy.
I grieved her passing for a long while (still do, but with a different perspective) until one evening, when I was at an extremely low point in my life, and mother came to my aid. I did not see her but I knew she was there because I could smell her and feel her presence. Then I heard her as once again, she reminded me that all things have a purpose and that her passing was one of those things. We did not communicate, verbally, but her soft voice whispered through my mind, as we carried on a mental communication. I learned that she was quite content with her lot and that she was not alone, as I feared she might be. We spoke of many things from which I gained a new perspective but it was a special gift she gave me that so renewed my spirit; contact with my brother, who preceded her in death by some five years. I missed him, terribly, because he was snatched from life quickly, and unexpectedly. I learned that he, too, was content and knowing they were together was a blessing. It was her grief over his death at a young age that my mother never quite overcame and, added to her physical ailments, the emotional pain of losing a child was too much for her to bear.
That evening the two of them helped me overcome the burden that was eating away at my soul and my faith, and between them they let me know it was not mine to question the reasons why they were taken from me. And it was then they gave me the gift of knowing where to go when I needed to be close to them. And so I go to that special place for renewal where I never fail to find the beautiful rose, my mother, and her butterfly, my brother. Both were lovers of nature, growing things in the soil, and the peace and serenity of being near water and wilderness.
Why am I telling you this? Because I have seen so many others suffering the loss of loved ones and if I can help even one person through that transition the effort will be worth it. The help I offer is certain to be viewed as unorthodox by many, but a few will, hopefully, try to understand and gain some benefit from it.
What I will tell you is this: Society teaches that death is the end of earthly communication between the deceased and loved ones. That could not be farther from the truth. It only seems so because the majority are taught and believe that unearthly communication is impossible. Truth of the matter is that each and every person has the ability to communicate with those who have passed, if one but tries. Fear of the unknown is the obstacle that prevents many from using the gift they have. Conditioned to believe that such communication is evil, or that such type of communication does not exist at all, renders one incapable of 'receiving' messages from loved ones. Further, the idea of ghostly apparitions, or any other form of communication such as the smell or feel of what is not seen but heard with the mind sends many into a state of panic. What one must learn is that any of those types of communications cannot harm one.
Forget the eerie tales of ghosts that supposedly push one down the stairs, etc., for ghostly apparitions cannot harm one. It is one's own fear that leads one to run in terror and fall. Apparitions are exactly that and have no substance therefore they cannot 'push' one away, or down. Those apparitions that present in ugly or scary form are not loved ones but those who terrorize in death, as they did in life, and they can only bring harm to one who allows them to do so. To simplify, evil has to be invited in before it can take hold, but that is a topic for another discussion.
Where good exists, evil cannot thrive. One has but to find a quiet place, relax, and listen, as one concentrates on the loved one they wish to communicate with. Will it happen that easily? Non, for one must master the quiet and relaxation, first. That is not to say that loved ones do not appear without being summoned. Often, it is the one who has passed that must take the initiative and those are generally ones who have an important message to pass along. In such a case the earthbound loved one must learn to control their fear in order to receive the message.
We have all heard of children who appear to be 'talking' to someone others cannot see. Children are easier to communicate with because they still possess the 'energy' that diminishes through lack of use. Adults who do not believe in any form of otherworldly communication shut down their own ability but it can and has been revived by those who break through their fear and disbelief. So I say to you; that light tap on the shoulder, the soft breeze on the cheek, the scent, or the feeling, experienced is a gentle nudge in the right direction. Ignore it and it will go away. Find a quiet place, watch and listen, and you will learn to open the channel between two worlds. Pray the prayers of your faith and you will set the parameters that keep evil at bay while you allow your loved one to come through.
Blessed May You Be, Dream Teller.
I sincerely hope all is right with your world this morning. I enjoyed my three day 'rest' but I am glad to be back and ready to get down to business as usual. When I need a break I always try to seek a place near water and I retreated to a particular place that is near and dear to my heart. I would like to share something about it with you.
It is a place on the edge of an inlet that feeds into a very large man-made lake. Many inlets have carved into a wilderness where wildlife abounds, and if one is so inclined one can lose one's self in the serenity of nature. Water has always had a calming effect upon me but it is to this special place I go to in order to be close to a very special lady, my mother, whom I lost nearly seven years past. It was her 'place' and it was there that she thrived in her later years and would have gladly lived there full time if it had been possible. As it was not, she went there as often as she could and when she would return to town and home, mother would be newly revived and relieved of the stress of day-to-day living.
My mother was also my best friend and confidant and from her I learned to believe that all things are possible, if I but put my mind to achieving my goals. She was the one person who truly understood who I am and while many of my goals were somewhat alien to her, she never once thought me odd. She believed in the extraordinary gifts some of us are blessed with, for mother was also blessed. She had the gift of extrasensory perception, such that she always knew when one of her children was hurt; physically or emotionally, and she never failed to come to our aid. The gift was something of a burden to her, for she was of the generation that did not speak of such things that her peers did not understand. Many was the time she ignored the gift, for fear of what she would learn; see or hear, but she never ignored it when it came to her own. She was not a person who went out of her way to make friends and some believed her to be a snob but the truth was, those closest to her knew she was shy.
I grieved her passing for a long while (still do, but with a different perspective) until one evening, when I was at an extremely low point in my life, and mother came to my aid. I did not see her but I knew she was there because I could smell her and feel her presence. Then I heard her as once again, she reminded me that all things have a purpose and that her passing was one of those things. We did not communicate, verbally, but her soft voice whispered through my mind, as we carried on a mental communication. I learned that she was quite content with her lot and that she was not alone, as I feared she might be. We spoke of many things from which I gained a new perspective but it was a special gift she gave me that so renewed my spirit; contact with my brother, who preceded her in death by some five years. I missed him, terribly, because he was snatched from life quickly, and unexpectedly. I learned that he, too, was content and knowing they were together was a blessing. It was her grief over his death at a young age that my mother never quite overcame and, added to her physical ailments, the emotional pain of losing a child was too much for her to bear.
That evening the two of them helped me overcome the burden that was eating away at my soul and my faith, and between them they let me know it was not mine to question the reasons why they were taken from me. And it was then they gave me the gift of knowing where to go when I needed to be close to them. And so I go to that special place for renewal where I never fail to find the beautiful rose, my mother, and her butterfly, my brother. Both were lovers of nature, growing things in the soil, and the peace and serenity of being near water and wilderness.
Why am I telling you this? Because I have seen so many others suffering the loss of loved ones and if I can help even one person through that transition the effort will be worth it. The help I offer is certain to be viewed as unorthodox by many, but a few will, hopefully, try to understand and gain some benefit from it.
What I will tell you is this: Society teaches that death is the end of earthly communication between the deceased and loved ones. That could not be farther from the truth. It only seems so because the majority are taught and believe that unearthly communication is impossible. Truth of the matter is that each and every person has the ability to communicate with those who have passed, if one but tries. Fear of the unknown is the obstacle that prevents many from using the gift they have. Conditioned to believe that such communication is evil, or that such type of communication does not exist at all, renders one incapable of 'receiving' messages from loved ones. Further, the idea of ghostly apparitions, or any other form of communication such as the smell or feel of what is not seen but heard with the mind sends many into a state of panic. What one must learn is that any of those types of communications cannot harm one.
Forget the eerie tales of ghosts that supposedly push one down the stairs, etc., for ghostly apparitions cannot harm one. It is one's own fear that leads one to run in terror and fall. Apparitions are exactly that and have no substance therefore they cannot 'push' one away, or down. Those apparitions that present in ugly or scary form are not loved ones but those who terrorize in death, as they did in life, and they can only bring harm to one who allows them to do so. To simplify, evil has to be invited in before it can take hold, but that is a topic for another discussion.
Where good exists, evil cannot thrive. One has but to find a quiet place, relax, and listen, as one concentrates on the loved one they wish to communicate with. Will it happen that easily? Non, for one must master the quiet and relaxation, first. That is not to say that loved ones do not appear without being summoned. Often, it is the one who has passed that must take the initiative and those are generally ones who have an important message to pass along. In such a case the earthbound loved one must learn to control their fear in order to receive the message.
We have all heard of children who appear to be 'talking' to someone others cannot see. Children are easier to communicate with because they still possess the 'energy' that diminishes through lack of use. Adults who do not believe in any form of otherworldly communication shut down their own ability but it can and has been revived by those who break through their fear and disbelief. So I say to you; that light tap on the shoulder, the soft breeze on the cheek, the scent, or the feeling, experienced is a gentle nudge in the right direction. Ignore it and it will go away. Find a quiet place, watch and listen, and you will learn to open the channel between two worlds. Pray the prayers of your faith and you will set the parameters that keep evil at bay while you allow your loved one to come through.
Blessed May You Be, Dream Teller.
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