LOVE AND DEATH

Those are the two topics that seem to be permeating the energy right now. Let’s talk about love first.

My beloved older brother, Dennis, was visiting the last two weeks.

Through all the trials and instability of our childhoods, Denny was my rock.  He was my balance. I trusted him, I looked up to him, he kept me”safe.”

Throughout his life, he was voted one of the country’s top young men to succeed, became a minister, worked for President Nixon in developing the first affordable care proposal, created several businesses and raised three amazing children.

He also took dreadful care of himself, which resulted in strokes and heart attacks and brain damage. He lost his business. He lost his house At 75, he is older than he should be, and depressed about his losses.

My visit reminded me of what my mother, saint of love, taught me about my aunt when she was riddled with cancer, a recovering, cranky alcoholic, and someone I never knew in her prime. The non-sympathetic young adult that I was was often disgusted at her incapacity to eat and conduct herself with dignity.

My mother took me aside quietly, put her hands on my shoulders, looked deep into my eyes, and said: You didn’t know your Auntie Lee when she was the first to graduate college in the family, or the first to be a successful businesswoman, or the myriad of times she paid our rent, or supported me when daddy was so sick, or helped take care of you kids financially. She is important to me, D.D.. She is my sister, and I love her. We don’t stop loving people because they loose their way, or get old, or get sick, or can’t live with as much dignity. We love people because that is the right thing to do. No matter what. And we remember them for who they truly are, and the vibrant people they have been.

I love my mommy for teaching me this. And when I got to spend this valuable time with my brother, we spent many hours reminiscing about his victories of life. I reminded him of his success, took him to the gym, went dancing with him, and began a book with him.

I spent a lot of time celebrating who he is, who he was, and most importantly, encouraging him to be who he still can be. That’s living. That’s life. That’s being vibrant till the last moment. So many people are waiting to die because they have changed as “the person they used to be” instead of asking,”How can I live my fullest NOW?”

DEATH

Many, many people are booking private sessions because of death in their family or friendship circle. I have experienced so much death in my life. It is never easy. No one expects it to be. But the channel wants to give us all some insight and comfort about this.

1)      No one leaves without choice. You’ll never understand it, but you can have peace in accepting it

2)      Your loved one’s energy is always available to you. Talk to them. And LISTEN and feel their response. As in everything, you must ask for them to touch you with their presence.

3)      Trust yourself to connect. It is easy

4)      You may be given pictures, or memories, or emotions. Know that those are all forms of communication

5)      Move into a place of joy and acceptance and love as quickly as you can. It helps free their energy to connect with you.

6)      Remember, you are the power and the love that chooses to create this connection. Embrace it and celebrate it when you are ready.

Death is a birthday for those who leave. It is the challenge for those “left behind” to move on, live in love, and experience the rest of life with joyful creation. Yes, it can be hard….until there is a choice made to embrace it. Honor your loved ones by living life to the fullest.  They want it that way.

Blessings, Dee