Jacob and his Fancy Rings

Jacob, today told me that his last name was either an F or an S. (I'm not Sylvia Browne!) He wanted to prove who he was so he said that he was fond of his rings. And he shows me two fancy gold rings on his one hand. If you were in the group and recognized him he would go on. This time he told me to tell his wife that he was so very sorry. That he had been so ill that he failed to see how the illness was affecting his wife's life. he says that he should have allowed them to send him to Hospice. I think he had cancer (maybe the throat.)

Sherry and Neil

While I'm in the shower this morning I am visited by Sherry who brings her young son, Neil. She shows me an auto accident and that it may have happened in a state that begins with a W-Wisconsin? Wyoming?

She says she just didn't see it. That they have crossed over quickly and that they are both fine. Sherry describes herself as average. She's pretty but not stunning, light brown hair.

She is reaching out to a male whose name may be Brett, or Brian, or maybe Bob. She's doing very well and is happy. She says there are books here to read that are so far removed from earthly books. She was a reader, and still is. She is a constant learner. Neil, like most children who pass over, has chosen to be seen as a young man and not a child. He's musically talented and spends his time in that arena.

They both send their love. She says "Undying love." And she's right!

This fine morning brings CARLA to talk with me. Carla is short and dark haired and is a lovely full figured woman. I think she's Italian, She says "I see the babies!" and she's thrilled about that. She comes with a gentleman named Bob who says he drove a fancy car. Carla laughs a lot. The name David is strong here. A relative?

Someone was unkind to Carla and she wants them to know it's OK, that it really doesn't matter "up here." Another gentleman says the fishing is so good here, he should have come sooner.

Carla asks about a man whose name starts with B. Sends her hopes for recovery. Says that death is nothing to worry about. It doesn't hurt to die. Every death is joyful to the person going home. Do all you can to live, but don't go nuts over it. Misses you, but is always around you.

Carla fades and Bruce come in. He's a thin guy who wore glasses here, but not anymore. He says don't worry so much. get it together and have fun. I think he left a wife behind. He mentions Steve and the baby.

Keith of the Red Hair

Now comes Keith who tells me that he has red hair and very white skin and is tall and thin with blue eyes. He looks to be about 19 or 20. His last name might be "W" or he may have given me the W for another reason. He has a beautiful smile.

I'll always be truthful with you. If I don't know for sure, I'll tell you that.

Keith says he coughed a lot. He says he puts his hand on his mother's shoulder and tells her "I'm gone. I'm not coming back, Mom."

He wants you to stop dwelling on his death, to know that he is fine and happier than ever. Life on the other side is wonderful and beautiful and FUN. They all want you to know this in your heart so that you will never fear what we call "death " again. Because THERE IS NO DEATH.

Like I tell my own kids-When our bodies get broken or tired or worn out we step out of those old bodies and go to another place (dimension) where we get a brand NEW body that never ages or gets sick. It's only the body that dies, not our souls/spirits.

If you know Keith, leave a comment.

Please don't comment that your husband died and you want me to contact him. I can't do that. Doesn't work that way. Tell your loved one out loud that you want them to visit me and leave a message with me. I'll post it here if they do.

Merry Christmas From Heaven

Sorry I haven't posted lately. My son was in the hospital, seriously ill. He's fine now, thank God.

Christmas time is an easy time to communicate with your loved ones on the other side. That was made clearer to me this morning when I got a message from my cousin's husband, who died in early October. It was his voice and he was happy.

He said, "(My name,) It's better than anything I could have imagined."

And heaven is just that. The people who have graduated this life are celebrating the holiday. And they want to talk to you today especially. It's a great day to place a tape recorder in a very quiet room and ask for them to leave you a message.

Merry Christmas

Messages from Ethan

My son, Ethan, who died in 2003 at the age of 13, has a unique way of letting me know he is still alive on the other side. He had Down Syndrome and died in our home from complications of pneumonia and a heart condition. One moment he was here, and the next he was not.

The afternoon of his death I went to open the refrigerator, and a little paper butterfly he had made at school fell off the top of the fridge. I took it as a message from Ethan that he was still around.

Since that time Ethan often sends butterflies around me when I go outside. We have a German shepherd dog that we are training as a service dog for my 15 year old who has spina bifida. Jack and I make many trips outside each day to go pee and poop (I use the indoor bathroom...)

It's a routine now. Usually the first time Jack and I go out in the backyard and butterfly will pop out of the bushes and fly directly in front of my face. Sometimes it will dance around in front of my face for a while. And sometimes when I ask it to come back, it will.

Usually the butterfly is a black one with yellow stripes, a variety prevalent in this part of the state. On rare occasions it is a monarch butterfly. But I know it's a message from Ethan, saying he's around me because, hey, how many times have you had a butterfly come right up to your face and do a little dance? Once? Twice? Surely not nearly every day!

If I've been out there with Jack for a while and I DON'T see a butterfly, I say, OK, WHERE'S MY BUTTERFLY? And one will appear and come right up in front of my face. I so appreciate this little communication with my son. It makes me very happy.

That's not to say, that my son's death didn't devastate me. It did. Took over a year before I was in any shape to be happy again, even though I knew he was happy and well on the other side.

Right after he died, I had a dream, the full color ones you know must be really happening. My husband and I were in a room with Ethan and he was crying and carrying on, as he didn't understand what had happened to him. I bent down and held him and told him it was OK, that yes it was a major change for him, but it was ok.

My husband and I had been brought to the other side to help Ethan. My husband doesn't believe in all "this stuff." He was saying we need to leave, but I told him, "We've been given a chance to hold him again, and I'm going to take it."

In working with EVPMaker Someone on the other side (I think my grandfather Ed) explained that as sometimes happen to people when they get to the other side, had to be put into a sleep like state, so his spirit could absorb what had happened to him without the trauma he was experiencing.

He's been out of that state for quite a while now. And I'm often told when using EVPMaker: "Ethan is Listening."

Do It Yourself Transcommunication

You don't have to be psychic to talk to the people on the other side.

I don't like to call the dead, DEAD, because they aren't gone and eliminated from your life. They are alive, just on another frequency. If you are watching channel 5 and switch to channel 12, does that mean that channel 5 no longer exists?

If a TV news reporter for channel 5 switches jobs and goes to channel 12 news, she is no longer visible on Channel 5. But she isn't dead...you can still find her on channel 12!

It's the same thing with people who have shed their bodies for new ones in the place we often call heaven.

Here's a simple experiment you can do. A great one for people just getting started in transcommunication. Take an tape recorder you might have (a digital recorder is best.) and set it on "voice activated." Place it on your dresses in your bedroom and go to sleep.

In the morning, attach the recorder to some headphone and listen for messages. Using this method the message will be very short. One or two or three words, probably not much more.

The message will sometimes be too fast for you to understand. Remember, their frequency is higher and faster than ours. So it may take a couple listens to find anything. Forget the non verbal sounds - that's just you turning over or snoring.

If you can download the sound file to your computer you've got a better way to listen. You'd have to have a digital recorder for this. Visit http://goldwave.com for an excellent free audio editor. Using this software you can do several things:

1. You can look for spikes in the graph. That will tell you where to look for messages.
2. You can slow down the messages you find so they can be understood.
3. You can loop a section of the file where you have found a spike over and over again until you can understand what is being said.
4. You can cut that segment out and paste it into a new file and save it on your computer.

For an unusually long message I got several years ago using this method click the second audio link in at the top left. It says "I Hope You Won't Forget Me"