MY HOLIDAY MIRACLE

This feels like the right time to share a couple of personal stories about two of my grandchildren. The holidays being upon us, closing out the year and welcoming a new one, are part of the reason. Another reason is that many clients have been telling me about loved ones being sick and dying. We all cry many tears when dealing with our feelings about the departed, and I tell my clients that it's much more difficult to be the one left behind. For those who are moving on, there is joy when they fully enter into their transition. My clients ask a lot of questions in their search for comfort. Are they alright? Are they aware that we love them? Can they see or hear us where they are?

Sometime after my husband died and my granddaughter was about two- years- old, my daughter and I took her to lunch at Friendly's Restaurant. As were leaving, she was given a few balloons to take home. The window was open in the back of the car where she was strapped into her car seat, and the balloons got blown out of the window. We watched them floating up into the sky and as my granddaughter wiped her tears away, she said: "That's okay mommy, don't worry, grandpa is here and he now has the toys I sent him." My jaw dropped because she had never met her grandfather. He had died before she was born. And then I smiled at how beautiful these connections can be.

The other story is recent, and now I think of it as MY HOLIDAY MIRACLE. My nine-year-old grandson was given an assignment to write a school paper about the most unforgettable thing that ever happened to him and something he would never forget as long as he lived. This is what he wrote:

WHEN I SAW MY GRANDPA'S SPIRIT

"One day when I was 3 years old, I just moved into my new house. My Mom and Dad were still unpacking. I was sitting in my den, watching "Dora the Explorer."
It was the middle of the episode. Right then I looked to my right and saw my dead Grandpa's spirit looking right at me. My heart was racing. It was probably beating 20 times per second. I looked at him for 3 seconds and then screamed as loud as I could. I ran as fast as I could and think I never ran faster in my life. Once I got to my Mom, I said, I saw someone. Come look, there is a man in the den.

Later on my Mom showed me pictures and she showed me a picture of my dead Grandfather. I was yelling..yes, yes, that's him !

After that my Mom told me about how he died before I was born. He was a baseball player just like me. Our birthdays are around the same time.

I will never forget the day I saw my Grandfather's spirit."

[The teacher's comment: "Beautiful! Thank you for sharing this story. Try to include more details about how you were feeling and what you were thinking, but it was well written."}

I love the fact that my grandchildren felt free enough to share their experiences. Young children do see, hear and feel so much more than parents may be aware of. Imagine how amazing it would be if we nutured this potential in children. Wow.. the things they could teach us! I FEEL BLESSED.....

Whether or not you believe in the ability of Mediums to talk to the dead, a good Medium's honest communication can bring comfort to those who may be left wondering how their loved ones are, where they are, etc. A message from someone who had died can help those who mourn to move on. We all have a transition to make. These kinds of communications can bring comfort, lessen our fears and bring us closer to knowing that the soul is endless and enduring, and is always able to find the way home, to source.


Peace be with you, one and all......and with all good wishes for a Happy New Year!!