Clarity of the Infinite Soul

A heavenly visitor appears in the middle of the night to ask me some vital questions about what I believe and who I really am.

It was seven years ago today that Christian suddenly and unexpectedly passed, right before my eyes. Helpless to do anything about what was destined to be, I watched the horrifying scene with wet and disbelieving eyes, while I did my best to make him comfortable in his last moments of life.

Naturally, to anyone experiencing such a loss, every day and every night has the potential to become a living nightmare, as death, especially sudden and unexpected, can be quite traumatizing.

But one night about four weeks out, I woke up in excruciating pain with a startle. As I sat up in bed, wondering how I would go through this, I became aware of the voice of a man talking to me. I didn’t see him, I just heard the words he spoke. He said, “Jade. You are going to have to get really clear about something. Are you a body and a brain? Is that what you think you are? Is that all you think that Christian was? Because, if that’s what you think, then your new reality without him is going to be very, very painful.”

That was it. That was all he said before leaving.

What a strange question, I thought. But, someone “up there” knew me well. This strange question got my attention because of what it was really asking. Its contents had such power that it forced me to answer immediately, as I sat upright in my bed in the middle of the night.

After answering the way I did that night, I knew I couldn’t have it both ways. I’d have to be accountable now. Which belief did I honor more? That Christian was a mere physical being who began at birth and ended in death? Or… that Christian was an eternal spiritual being who could never die? And… what did I believe about myself?

This experience was a moment of truth for me. After being asked the question that night, and especially after considering it deep enough to answer from the depths of my heart and soul, it was clear that every time some instance presented itself to tell me otherwise, to keep my faith from shaking, I would need to rigorously apply my own truth to it, instead of changing my mind back and forth, like a candle in the wind.

The death of our loved ones can create a “rubber meets the road” situation. This is what happened to me. After making my choice, it was inauthentic to believe any other way. The man who came to me with his questions did me a favor. Because of the stress and trauma from my loss, I immediately defaulted into the “finite” me. You know, the physical being who is scared because she believes in lack, limits and separation. But this question was intended to ask me who I really am and what I really know to be true.

As the “infinite” me, I was able to remember that, although there is heartache and suffering throughout the world in which we now live, there is a world that is infinite and boundless.    I just needed to soothe, nurture and hush the fears of the “finite” me long enough to realize that no matter how it looks to our physical eyes and senses, no matter what our fears are as physical beings, we are always connected to our loved ones. Always! Would love have it any other way?

So now, I ask you. Are you a “finite” being with a physical body and a brain? Or are you an infinite soul at your very core? How clear are you about this? Because getting clear on this could make the biggest difference in how much of the fear you will choose to believe. Remember… you are an infinite soul.

Infinite Soul

Infinite Soul

Dustin’s Popping Pills

In this after-communication, Dustin learns a new trick of popping pills to get his mother’s attention and show her that he is still with her.

Pat writes:
“Friday, as I was sitting at the kitchen table, a roll of paper towels fell off a shelf in the breeze way. I had not been back there all morning. I thought it just was not stacked right.”

“Then, as I was cleaning off the table, I tossed my husband’s vitamin pill bottle into his bin. 3 white pills fell out. I picked up the bottle and checked. The lid was screwed on tight and there were no holes in the bottle. I opened the bottle to see if the pills matched. Yep…they were all white.”

“I went out to run an errand. When I came back…there were 2 brown pills in the same spot where the white ones had been on the floor. I opened the bottle and yep…now there were brown pills in there also. Go figure.” Continue reading

Amy’s Coin Collection

The well-known after-death communication of “coins left on our life’s path” can be a ‘valuable’ way for our departed loved ones to remind us they are always with us.

Amy's coin collection

Amy’s coin collection

Amy writes:
“Hi Jade. These are all the coins I’ve been sent the past two years. 23 pennies, 6 dimes and 1 nickel. I know they (the departed) like to leave coins.”

“This is so much like my Dad. He would save his pocket change in a coffee can and give it to his grand daughters when it was full.”

“The coins were all found in times of joy, sorrow and worry. But always in a unique place where I would find them… and just when I needed them.”

“This has been a hard month for me. My father crossed over on March 20, the first day of Spring. It’s been two years since his passing. The first day into a new refreshed body and spirit is how I like to look at it.” Continue reading

Knock It Off!

Cassie’s Grandfather shows up in many small ways to say he is with her and supports her from beyond, but says, “Knock it off with the family fighting!”

Cassie's Grandfather

Cassie’s Grandfather

Cassie writes:
“I recently lost my Grandfather in October of 2016. But, the last time I spoke to my Grandfather was June 19th, 2016, which was the day after my wedding. He stood up for my father, who abused all of his children. I tried to reach out to him during the summer and he refused to talk to me.” Continue reading

Sightings

My latest after-death communication from Christian occurs in the form of a “sighting.” Lynda and Shubhika share their sightings too.

sightings

sightings Pixabay Image

It was around Christmas that I had an unexpected surprise while riding in the passenger seat of a car headed to the store. As we drove en route to one store, passing by another one, it happened. It was dark outside but I just happened to casually glance out the car window into the well-lit store and saw Christian at the register! It really was Christian!

Clearly, I saw him. He was at the front of the store, talking and smiling. Christian was so friendly, he spoke and smiled at everyone. Continue reading

Between Two Worlds

In an emergency to save her life, Rebecca has a close call as she hovers between two worlds with her departed son and mother. 

Last October, Rebecca began to have some pain in her body. After visiting her doctor in January, both figured it was not too serious and just chalked it up to some premenopausal issues.

Recently, Rebecca woke up in severe pain which was so bad that she was rushed to the hospital in an ambulance. As it turned out, the unknown 8cm mass on Rebecca’s ovary ruptured and infection spread throughout her body. Needing to have two different surgeries to repair the damage, Rebecca was constantly being injected with opiates much stronger than Morphine. Even though she was not a big fan of opioids, they proved to be necessary for her to deal with her extreme pain level. Continue reading

Benny’s Spirit

Bridgette is able to coax Benny into appearing on his birthday and in the meantime, she catches his spirit (orb) flying by on video from the “other side.”

Bridgette writes:
“LOOK AT THIS Jade! OMG, AMAZING! Today is Benny’s birthday, who recently passed away. He is the father of my sons, Tim & Durell’s, who have also crossed over. What makes this so amazing is that I was asking him to show me his spirit, like Durell did and I caught this on video.

These are different screenshots of the video I sent you. The smaller one is after the bright light flew by, then bounced back as a smaller greenish light.

I’ve really been sensing a presence here lately. And also, have been seeing movement sometimes day and night. They were images of a man; but only out the corner of my eye and never straight on. (Benny’s spirit shows up around 30 seconds into the video)

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The first image is a still shot of the bright flash. The second image shows the bright flash has changed into a small greenish orb on the middle right side of image.

Still Shot of Orb 2

Still Shot of Orb 2

Still shot of Orb 1

Still shot of Orb 1

Mary Ann’s Flying Orb

This image was recently sent to me by my friend, Mary Ann, who had an after-Christmas tea with some friends.

The orb that was captured flying through space, appears over the right shoulder of Mary Ann. At first, she didn’t even notice it. A friend had to point it out. This is the case with most anomalies that appear in images. People miss them because their brain automatically filters them out, and/or discounts these anomalies as just something to do with the camera and lighting.

No doubt this is Carl, Mary Ann’s devoted husband, visiting from the “other side” to photo bomb their picture. You go boy!
For more about Mary Ann and Carl, see, May I Have This Dance?

Mary Ann's Orb

Mary Ann’s Orb

“Hi” From Heaven

In this after-death communication, Liz’s father says “hi” from the heavens, as her name is literally written in the sky.

Liz writes:
“On a weekend last November, my partner and I were walking up the road. It was 11 am on a beautiful sunny day with a clear blue sky. I looked up and saw just one tiny white cloud. Across the sky to my right there was another one – it had formed the name Liz, which is my name. I looked to see what was coming next as I immediately thought it was an airplane sign-writing in the making. (We have a few of these here with people proposing marriage in grand ways).  Continue reading

The Gifts They Give Through Others

Two women learn that acting on the spiritual promptings of a deceased loved one makes a world of difference, for the ones who would receive them.

During the holidays, instead of getting the usual customary cakes and hampers as a Christmas gift and greeting, Elisa received a beautiful bouquet of Christmas flowers. On the surface, this may not seem to be out of the ordinary, but to Elisa, who was missing Eric during the holiday season… this gift of flowers was quite special and significant. In fact, although it was sent by an unwitting person, this particular gift of flowers had Eric’s metaphorical fingerprints… All over it! 
(In Roses, My Love? you see that while Eric was living, all Elisa wanted was for him to send her flowers!) Continue reading

Don’t Wait to Appreciate

Back in the late 1980’s, I often took a road trip from Utah to visit California; my old stomping grounds. Traveling through the barren desert of Nevada, just outside of the mountain range exiting the Utah/Arizona Border, there was an extraordinary place someone once told me about with such excitement, that I had to stop and see it for myself. So, on one such trip, I finally did it. I exited the freeway at Homestead Road and found my way across the other side of the freeway to an area where this supposed “really cool place” existed like a paradisiacal mirage in the desert.

I parked my car on a dirt parking lot and walked toward the cliff that led down to the river that ran under the freeway overpass, to see what I could see. I saw it! Right before my eyes, it was as if this part of desert landscape, in this small desolate town, out of nowhere, turned into some sort of Garden of Eden! Continue reading

The Gifts They Leave Behind

While cleaning the house, shortly before Christmas, Pat finds a Christmas gift from Dustin, intended for his mother.

Dustin's gift

Dustin’s gift

Pat writes:
“When I was cleaning a few weeks before Christmas, I found this gift all wrapped up, under the couch. It was from Dustin’s last Christmas here.”

“Dustin was always buying me little knick knacks. Somehow, it was stuck under the couch from 2014. (Shows how well I clean.)”

“Didn’t find it until a few weeks ago…2016.
I think he did this on purpose. My Christmas gift from Dustin…2016. He wanted me find it.”

Commentary- I am never surprised when I hear of this happening. I have even experienced this for myself from time to time. When this happens, it is fantastic! Somehow you just know that the gift you found was intended for you to find at that very moment. Continue reading

Is Suicide the Answer?

Since Raj’s tragic passing, Archana has been devastated enough to consider suicide. But this time, Raj asks her to promise to serve out her purpose without him.

Archana writes:
“Yesterday when I got up, I stood in front of God’s photo and said, “It’s enough, and I’m tired. Please take me back to you!”

“Even while talking to a friend at another time, I said, “I have no intention of living. Every day, I wake up hoping it should be the last day. But somehow, death is not ready for me yet.”

Godavari River

Godavari River. Across the river where Raj drown.

“Well, last night, I had a dream where I was at the river bank where Raj tragically drowned. In my dream, I was talking to a friend about how the tragedy happened. Then, to my surprise, Raj came walking up in the sand and sat down next to me. I smiled at him and asked, “When is my turn? I want to be with you.” He took my hand in his and said, “Promise me that you’ll not commit suicide.”

“I don’t remember what happened after that, but it felt good to know that Raj was listening to my words. Still… it’s really tough to take so much pain in one life.” Continue reading

An Unexpected Visit

In an after-death communication, Amber, a self-proclaimed atheist, receives a message of love and comfort from her mother on the “other side.”

Amber writes:
“My Mother died in 2015. As my last living family member and with the Mother- Daughter connection that we shared, the first year has been the saddest in my 55 years of life. However, I take sweet comfort in her love for me, and in a moment after her death that I hold close to my heart.”

“It was one month after her passing. I had another day of steady tears and inconsolable sadness. The huge thing was simple: she was gone and I was alone without her. I came home exhausted from the day, sat on the couch and continued my sobbing. Then, I heard her! She said, in a voice I remember as that of how she sounded when she was in her 30s, not the weakened tone of her 78 year-old dying of cancer self. (And this is something in and of itself; that she spoke with a healthy young voice. If I was to create a message in my head from her, I would never have thought to change her voice to her younger days.) And what she said was exactly enough – not one extra word needed to be spoken. “Amber, I love you. I am here with you.”
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Taking Control of the Holidays

I know experiencing the holiday season without our loved ones can bring up a lot of emotional stuff. That’s bound to happen. But just a few quick ideas about how to navigate the holiday season to make sure that YOU are powerfully in charge.

Thanksgiving

Thanksgiving

Customarily, Thanksgiving is a time to be thankful and to show our gratitude. I recommend taking some quiet time during the day to write a letter to your loved one. In it, you could express your gratitude for them and what they contributed to your life. You might even place a token or offering (something meaningful) for them with your letter as you put it in a special place; a self-made altar, a drawer or decorative box that holds the things of theirs that you treasure. Oh sure, you may have a good cry, but let it all out. Crying is the body’s natural way to release pain and the process of letting the tears out creates brain chemicals that will help us to feel better each and every time we cry. Crying won’t hurt you, it will heal you. So don’t be afraid of those tears, or even those emotions that are causing those tears. Feel what there is to feel. It’s okay. Continue reading