Consider Approaching the Mystery

A dear friend asked if I would write about my experiences with people who have died. There are too many for this blog so I will just write about what first happened to me and how I tested my skepticism. (or rather the Universe answered my skepticism!)

And yes, Darby Fassett, this blog is for you! "Don't be Body Prejudice!"

I was raised Catholic and assumed there was a Heaven and dreaded that there was a hell. My best friend died of leukemia during the summer that we both were going in to sixth grade. Over the years grandparents and a great grandmother died. Upon reflection, I never felt that they had "gone" anywhere. I felt very close to them all and chatting fairly regularly with them. This was not unusual behavior for me as I chatted with just about anyone or anything! I never gave much thought to what had happened to these people that I loved. They just weren't around to hug and be hugged. The rest of the relationships seemed fairly intact.

Years later I had done the work to be certified as a Polarity Therapy Practitioner (http://www.polaritytherapy.org/). I received energy body work, and also supported people by working with them as an energy body work practitioner. I was beginning my practice in Nantucket and seeing a few clients a week, all by word of mouth. A man who I had never met before came to see me as a referral from another client. During the session I could not shake the image in my mind of an old woman with an old man standing behind her and further behind them was a dog. I saw them moving slightly and smiling. I felt so happy connecting to them. I wondered who these people were and why they were images in my mind.

Finally, I just asked them in my mind who they were. And, to my surprise, and yet it felt so normal, they answered me. They told me that they were his parents and that they were dead. The looked so old so my first reaction response was, "You can't be his parents! You are too old!" They answered that he was the baby and they had him when they were older. I still thought they were too old and suggested that they may be his grandparents. No, they insisted they were his parents and that they loved him very much. As soon as they shared that with me, I felt a warmth of love that I had never experienced before. My eyes teared up as I benefited from being in the middle of this flow of complete pure Love! It was radiant!

I decided to ask the client if he knew of anyone who fit the descriptions that I was about to give him. I detailed the woman and the man. Yes, he knew them as they were his parents and they had died. His mother died first and then his father. I blurted out, "But they look so old! They must be your grandparents!" Like his parents, he corrected me and told me the same story about him being the baby, and them giving birth when they were old. I was still absorbed in the energy flow coming from them to him, however it was beginning to wane. Anxiety started to enter my body as I realized what had just happened.

I quickly ushered him out of the house but before I closed the door on him I just had to ask. "Do you know this dog?" and I described her in detail.

He responded with great affection, "Oh yes! That is my dog and she died six months ago!"

Out the door he went and upstairs I went, to my room, and under my covers. I began sobbing and yelling at the Universe! "I won't do it! DO NOT make me see dead people!! This is NOT going to happen! I refuse!"

I worried, was this going to be me? Would I frighten my clients?!

The next day I saw my mentor. All I could say was, "I just want to be regular!"

He answered calmly, " Number one, no you don't. Number two, it's too late."

Many dead people came to me when I was working with clients. I was not comfortable with their visits, although they were always filled with love, messages, and even advice for their family and friends who were there with me. I began to wonder if I was actually talking to the consciousness of the people who died or perhaps it was the alive family or friend who was giving off images and thoughts that they wanted to hear. Maybe I was picking up on that. True to the way my world works, the Universe gave me my answer.
(stay tuned for the second half on tomorrow's blog!)