Being an empath and highly sensitive, I felt incredibly drawn to go see a Medium. After my brothers death I was pulled to someone local to connect in.
What I received that evening, was so special. Not only did I receive some of the same messages – massive validation – he came through as pure peace. It was such a cool experience, like having a conversation with him again, through energy rather than him physically being here.
I know I still struggle with this. I could pick up the phone and call or text him anytime… as he told me, Pam don’t be sad, you can reach out Im always here. The tears flowed, they still flow as I write this and even think of him.
Yes, share my message, share my story too many people suffer and think they are alone he made clear to me. I knew in my heart, re-connecting with the brain injury group in town that he helped form, is the way. He knew people need help, more help than many get, that they need to have a sense of community and feeling involved and empowered in their own life to live in peace vs living in pain.
It was incredibly enlightening as she said a few things and my voice instantly said omg I got that same message. Validation… the validation I needed. I had connected energetically in with a family member who had passed a couple years prior to him. It was a very cool experience, but I wasn’t 100% confident I should trust all messages coming in from him… am I too close being his sibling, am I interpreting it correctly? One message she told me, I had received, just in different words, it all made complete sense.
As I was driving home, this was the sky, I had to pull over to capture this beauty.
Before my appointment, I set the intention, I am not going to cloud my mind – meaning I did not turn on the tv, music, or touch my phone. I walked into my room and wondered, should you be taking a crystal that could help absorb his energy that comes through? Then I recalled, no you have your bracelets on – one I created for our family members for Christmas after his passing of all of our birth stones. I then heard necklace… I thought to myself ok, my gold necklace? Does that absorb better than crystals would? I grabbed my journal and headed out to the living room to sit down and begin journaling my purpose for that night, I wrote down some questions I was hoping would come through – biggest – are you at peace. As I sat down, I looked down and suddenly my 444 gold bar necklace was sitting on the top of my chest. I only take this necklace off for some appointments, I had been at an appointment earlier that day – wow did my Osteo do some deep work… However I had been wearing my necklace all afternoon and into the evening at that point. I also regularly fiddle with it, the necklace was secure on my neck and clipped and yet… suddenly it was on my chest just laying there.
Many times the ego can interject, however with doing the work you will be able to recognize the difference between your ego and soul – when the soul speaks this is your truth. The ego likes to cause resistance, thinking it knows best. As I was sitting and journaling I asked… did you undo my necklace, and heard a very quick and confident yes. I have been making it known to the spirit world, I am open to connecting with my loved ones of my highest truth of love and compassion – be careful to not leave yourself open to all spirits to come through!
I highly recommend a Medium experience, its so very cool and filled with love. Yes it sucks he isn’t here with us physically, nothing I can change, however I can ask for the signs, I can meditate and connect in. I can be that mystic that loves all things energy and embraces it with open arms, so happily and filled with gratitude.
Trust your connections, trust your ability, trust that you can expand!
Do not stand
By my grave, and weep.
I am not there,
I do not sleep—
I am the thousand winds that blow
I am the diamond glints in snow
I am the sunlight on ripened grain,
I am the gentle, autumn rain.
As you awake with morning’s hush,
I am the swift, up-flinging rush
Of quiet birds in circling flight,
I am the day transcending night.
Do not stand
By my grave, and cry—
I am not there,
I did not die.
— Clare Harner, The Gypsy, December 1934
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