My daughter's friend was feeling over whelmed by all of the news on social media. She asked for my son's opinion, hoping that he could share some clarity on current events. This was his answer, I am taking something positive from it. I hope it helps you too.
First of all- with this quiet, the world in pause, people can be more susceptible to the energies that surround you and are affecting you and others. It is from inside this COVID "storm" you are blessed to be aware of the negative energy in the world from this "perfect storm". Man has the opportunity to move forward - grow and advance.
Yes it was a terrible scenario, but racism and inequalities have always existed. This man had the honour of exiting physical form for mankind's growth - a small spark can ignite a powerful flame. And remember spirit comes to human form and leaves form. He has returned home, enriched by one man's spiritual journey. Not for himself but others. It may not have been planned - but look at what he has given!
During this pandemic - when the world is quiet human kind feels the energy shift and man as individuals grow for the human race - a growing realization and action - for humankind - a "Perfect Storm" - he of course is fine and will grow in spirit. Man has shifted and grows forward - the endless march towards Love.
We and you can feel the shift and are changed. People should think BIG and thank him and all the world for this growth. "It's one for all and all for one".
Love you mom,
This is not a battle of country against country. This is a battle of humanity VS virus. People, businesses, economies fall down from the battle but mankind fights through with determination, resilience and hope - mankind fights on. It is a different but not unique battle. To use what they have learned from the past and are learning on into the future. Changed, new and unknown - knowing man stands and fights together. The many - for each person. This battle will be won by man united and serving others. The strength of a greater Love.
I spent all of last year working on my book. As of July, I thought it was ready for launch but I was unaware of all the steps ahead. I talked to my son on the 11 anniversary of his death in July and I was surprised by his message. I needed to search but I did have a copy of this magazine although it was a week early on the date, after 50 years I think it is close enough, don't you?
Love you mom, I have not been "gone" for 11 years. We have lived differently than before for 11 years of your time. Fifty years ago an astronaut walked on the moon - everyone celebrated. I want you to look for the old magazine you saved, its date I think is July 29, 1969!! - A day f celebration then. A wonderful memory now. Why are we any different? I blasted off, launched from earth. It was another "a small step for man, a giant leap for mankind". From this small step from me and your vigilantly looking, listening and informing from a "command post" on earth. We can help others to raise their eyes in wonder and question what is? And keep others interests alive and aware, there is yet much to be learned and explored. I launched from earth, now others can watch and be part of the experience of my mission. Not to be "gone" from view - to be part of the "greater view" we are all part of. The book "Launch" is exciting and a go, Love you mom.
After reading some of my sons journals my friend wanted me to ask him a question, I thought I would share his answer with all of you.
"Sometimes you write god with a capital G and other times a small g. I feel you are making a distinction but I don't know why can you explain this, please?"
Love you mom,
The BIG G!! ah ha - the big Guy - capital G, yes there absolutely is a difference. Little "g" when we (all of us) use his name without reverence, belief or the presence which befits the founder and father of all that is. People say for example "oh god", "good god" or speak of god to a lesser value than befits the service "he" (I say he because you understood this) though he is genderless or more precisely part of us all - male, female, plant, rock, planet, stars...If the usage of the word does not worthily serve God - I write it as a small g. Even if someone is talking of God but it doesn't fit the purpose, of the all-encompassing love God holds for all things it is a small g. So it might be to speak of God but the foundation of the thought or writing is indicated by a small g.
A capital G befits the effort with respect and the awareness God deserves, that all-out effort by love for us ALL. "God of all things", "God the creator", "God please help me".
And whatever is the name humans place on the title - the same is true I would write it as a small first letter or capital first letter. It is VERY important to me as I wrote. And even though sometimes you think you are speaking to or of God any trivialization of minimizing his effort and purpose = small g.
Love you mom,
"And to all a good night." Merry Christmas to all.
The Christmas trees branches reaching up and out (to heaven and earth). The star on top of the Christmas tree is spreading outstretched wide from above - supported by the tree yet also caressing the tree top as it reaches from the top bow as if the 5 pointed star was the 5 fingers of a hand. While part of the star reaches out to all and also high to the heavens it sits solid as part of the season. Imagine the star as the hand and 5 fingers of your loved ones. It is different than the tree yet part of its beauty, its life. Let the joys of the season hold you just as we, your loved ones are still part of Christmas. No longer the tree but now the star.
I was asked an interesting question after I had done a reading for a gentleman a few weeks ago. I wasn't sure of the answer so I repeated the question to my son. Our guest has a question for you "there was a moment in the reading where my father in spirit seemed a little sad or emotional and he went quiet. Essentially do spirits hurt the way people do?"
Love you mom,
OK - good question- interesting to talk about. Your dad feels emotional to be able to talk with you and your mom and like you here in the physical world the emotions intertwine. It wasn't sadness at any time but an overpowering of emotions -like when mom cries at something special or beautiful. She looks sad...she is DEFINITELY not sad but overcome by the emotion of the moment as she sees it. No one else needs to feel that way - they are her emotions.
When your dad went quieter and seemed sad HE WASN'T - he was emotional - he would know your sadness, he would know your experiencing this emotion and reflect or acknowledge that feeling that was present in the physical world at that thought or experience.
We in spirit are not always happy or profoundly wise. We in spirit can and usually do realize people need to have these experiences to move forward in their journey. It may be difficult for us to watch but we pour love and support to them in the hope they will make solid choices. It's like when a sports game is tied and goes into overtime or is moments from the end of the game - we watch - it is nail-biting but we watch and hope for the best. Your dad was not sad himself for we understand there will be trials but he conveyed sadness to mark the feeling of your experience. It would be odd and confusing if he gave the feeling of happiness and this wouldn't ring true to the him you know.
Love you Mom,
Thank you to all the people who have come into our lives recently, in allowing us to help you -you help us - and more importantly you are helping mom. She is seeing that she has been able to help those that find their way to her through whatever circumstances -> and this in turn helps her. It helps her to keep moving forward when she is slowed, when life is hard, when effort wains. We can all help each other, on this weekend of Thanksgiving let us give thanks for all we have and all our blessings. Give thanks for the boundless love that supports us all and for the love we receive from those here and those in spirit. Give thanks for the beauty of this world to support and sustain us in all its sublime perfection and give thanks to the effort by us as we journey through our lives.
Do not bow your head in thanks - lift your head, open your eyes and see all you have to be thankful for.
I am creating this blog to honour my son who was killed in a car accident 12 years ago. After his death a series of strange occurrences began that made me search beyond my beliefs in the hope to discover if he was still there. Over the next 2 years with the help of meditation, awareness, and being open minded I learned to sense, feel and ultimately hear my son. Together we have learned how to channel his thoughts through me. I create this blog in the hope that the gift of healing he gives me can be shared with you and help ease your grief. These are his messages, part of my incredible story.