Standing at the Threshold of Heaven...Part 1

This blog will be turned in a book when all is said and done.  While laying on the acupuncture table today the thought of this little project entered my mind. I will be sharing stories, information, and impressions from my readings and meditations on the subject of the ...Other Side.  I first want to thank all my wonderful clients who are my teachers and their beloved relatives and friends who have come through to bring their love and messages.  I am honored to be given this ability although everyday and every reading I can not understand why me?  I guess why not me!

I have always known something was different about me.  Since a child I saw things from a different perspective...it never bothered me much.  Some how I could find people who understood or I could get long with.  I loved the arts and people.  Theater was my mission and in school was involved totally in productions. I did become an actress and look back on those years as some of the best in my life.

In the middle of all of this my brother and best friend passed away from Cancer.  This event happened when I was 19 and it would usher me into the topic of death and the process of what happens afterward.    He fought a battle for 2 years and lost in 1969.  He had been instrumental in all aspects of my life and I loved him deeply as did our community. Greg was an engineer and worked for Honeywell in our small town before Honeywell became big.  He helped design a switch on the camera that the astronauts used to take photos on the moon.  He had a dream of becoming an astronaut but because of asthma he could not go into the service. The switch was his way of following his dream.  So the moon landing was so important to our family.   He past away on October 13th, 1969.

I tell you this because this is where my journey to the other side began.  Three nights after his death I had an awful nightmare.  I must have screamed and I felt, what I thought was my mothers' hand, and woke.  What I woke to see was the figure of my brother in etheric form.  He stood over me holding my hand for only a few seconds.  Then he disappeared and instantly the room was full of love...each and every space felt like heaven.  It changed my life.  

That feeling, in the room, haunts me to this day over 40 years later.  I can feel it right now! The overwhelming intense joy and ...only words to say is love...but there are no words to express how it feels.   I know now it was my brother sharing the other side and his pure spirit with me.  It never left!  That does not mean I did not grieve or miss him, it was horrible and it took years to repair my heart and spirit.  But what I did carry with my young heart was that encounter with my brother "after" he passed.

(part 2...Where I am Today)

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