As years went by and I experienced more wonderful, loving, and incredible interactions between clients and their dead family and friends, I wanted to be sure I wasn't just reading their vibrations of what they wanted. I wondered how I could confirm that I was, in "fact", being a medium and/or channel for people who had died.
Enter, California Bonnie.
I was on a Rudolph Steiner listserv and Bonnie popped on asking us to look at her artwork. I finally did and we became email friends.
A few days into our emailing I saw a woman in my mind. I knew she was Bonnie's mother. I asked Bonnie if her mother was dead. She was surprised and told me that she was alive. I was very confused. I knew my stuff, so to speak, and from everything I had experienced talking with dead people, this was in fact Bonnie's mother. I also had to believe her when she told me that her mother was not dead!
So I explored the possibilities. I described the woman I saw in great detail. Bonnie could not remember anyone looking like that, especially as I saw this woman in a very late 1950s early 60s style. I asked if she was adopted as perhaps it was her birth mother. No. I asked if she had any aunts that felt like a mother to her. No. Was there anyone at all from her entire life that she may have considered a mother or that looked even a little like I described. No. She kept trying to find the answer with me. She was a good sport. The only thing I could tell her was that I saw a woman that is her mother. There was something unusual about this dead woman - she didn't talk to me. Every dead person that I saw was moving, smiling, talking, and I felt powerful warmth and love. This woman did none of those things. This woman just stood still and stared at me with just the slightest animation to her body.
Bonnie and I began our email relationship in the month of November and it waned by the middle of January. In the beginning of February I received a curt email from her. "What did you say that woman looked like again?" and then she described the image of the woman that I shared with her months before.
"Yes" I wrote back to her and I added some details like the necklace and the up curve to her black hair. I asked if everything was okay. It took Bonnie two days to respond - her mother just died suddenly in her sleep. When Bonnie went to the house that morning, there on the mantel was a picture of her mother exactly as I had described her. Bonnie hoped that I had more information about her mother. We talked on the phone and she asked if I could I see her mother, could I hear her, and talk with her? I could do none of those things. Her mother did not appear for me at that time and never since.
I often wondered what more I could have done for Bonnie and for her mother. I told her what I knew to the best of my ability. It was years later that I thought that perhaps the experience, in some part, was for me to receive an answer for my skepticism. Bonnie had no idea that her mother was going to die, so I could not have been "reading" her thoughts about her mother. She also did not recognize the image of her mother that I had seen so I also was not "reading" her thoughts on that either. She sent me the obituary so I was sure that her mother did die.
Living in the Mystery is an exciting way to experience life. During this expanding New Paradigm shift many of us will have more opportunities to be in the Mystery, in the Unknowing, and in the Understanding. Yes, sometimes it can be scary and we just want to be regular, however, as my first mentor pointed out, 1. No we don't and 2. It is too late!
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