Everyday when I go to work, I speak to people (spirit) about how they crossed over. Although many times the circumstances are similar, no passing is ever the same. Sometimes I feel similar physical effects (this is usually how they tell me how they passed), for example more often than not my heart will start to palpitate and I'll feel like there is a weight on my chest for someone who has passed from a heart attack. As I say, there are many factors to each passing, and none are exactly the same, but similar.
Today, well later today, I'll be attending a funeral for a Reverend in Spiritual Faith that helped to shape who I am. Funny, I'm sure if you were to ask her, she'd say she knew me, but not well. I'm sure she's not aware that she helped me to do what I do. I was 15 or 16 the first time I met Rev. Dorothy Samis. She was a tall lady, with beautiful blonde hair, dressed all in turquoise. My Mum was speaking at her church in Port Hope, or Cobourg,(I can't remember). When I was younger I used to go with my Mum on her speaking engagements. I was always fascinated to see the practices of other churches/spiritual centers. Anyway, Rev. Samis was chairing for my Mum. I remember looking around the little hall, that was fairly full thinking wow, this energy is great, how can we do this in our church? The service went well, and before I knew it, it had finished. Not unlike most churches, people seem to gather and chat after the service. I was waiting quietly at the side, still shy at that time, for my Mum to finish up her conversations so we could start the hour drive home. Rev. Samis seemed to appear out of nowhere. Her energy was lovely and it emanated from her core. She smiled at me and said, 'You really look like your Mum. I'm Dorothy.' as she held out her hand. I shook it and shyly said 'Thank you, I'm Truly.'. She then said to me something I'll never forget. 'So Truly, You know your not one of them, right?' with a great big grin on her face. Confused, and young, I replied 'what?'. 'Your not one of them, you're not human. Can't you feel it? Your like your Mum and Me. You're an Angelic.' (Earth Angels) Shocked, and a little stunned, I replied 'oh?' not totally following along. Rev. Dorothy smiled at me and said, 'I know you don't feel like your at home anywhere, that's because you're not. Your from another planet, here to help others along. You don't actually belong here, but you do a tremendous amount of energy work to help keep it & them safe.' At this point I was scratching my head. Everything she just said Resignated with me. I totally knew exactly what she was talking about, but yet I never heard anyone say it out loud. 'Ok, I guess so.' Is how I replied, wondering if she was pulling my leg or trying to see if I was crazy or something. 'I know you know what I'm talking about. I can see your wings plain as day. Don't you feel them?' 'Uh, no, I don't feel wings'. Again with her big smile, 'Well don't worry, you will. When the time is right you will. And don't forget, your not alone here. There are lots of us when you start to look around.' With that she was off and running. She had many people to talk to, like any normal pastor does after a service. Mum was finely ready to go. On the way home, I asked if she believed in Angels here on earth. Mum smiled at me the same way Rev. Dorothy did. 'Why do you ask?' 'Oh just curious' I said, 'But how do you know who they are?' 'Ahh, that's just it' she said, 'you wont know until you look. Look in their aura. Look for the signs. You'll see them.' Mum left it at that.
The next few months I did look. I started to see them everywhere. I could see angels walking around here on earth. It was incredible. I also started to feel my own wings. Its funny, I've always had a problem with my right shoulder, I dislocated it in a sailing accident. It really seems to act up when I 'rip off' my own wings..... Sometimes, believe it or not, my ego gets the better of me. When its really bad, that shoulder becomes incredibly painful. When I do what I know is right in my heart, and stop fighting the process, it doesn't bother me. Its amazing how the body works. (for more info on how emotion/thought patterns physically affect the body, read Louise L. Hay's 'You can heal your life book'. Fascinating stuff.) Anyway, the long and the short of this story is that you really never know how what you say to someone can and will affect them for the rest of their lives. Rev. Samis, thank you so much for helping to open my eyes. You will be sorely missed by your spiritual community. With great love and compassion, I salute you.
Now, back to funerals. My Mum, being a Minister, and an Empath really dislikes funerals. We have done a few. I'm not as sensitive as my Mum, but I understand why. She feels the pain of the people who have been left behind. Not easy, let me assure you. Now, combine that with being a Medium, and still being able to see the deceased makes it that much more difficult. About 3 months ago, a friend of mine lost her sister. They were very close and the sisters passing was tragic. Normally I'm able to tune out, or turn off when I go into funeral homes, or cemetery's, anything where its guaranteed there will be spirit there. This time I couldn't. I had met the deceased before she had passed, and to my amazement she was there to greet me when I came in. I still think she was waiting for me to show up (knowing what I do). Anyway, its an incredible gift and an painful one to hold the hand of the living and comfort them, and hold the hand of the dead at the same time. For the first time, I was able to pass the messages on almost directly after the time of death. My friend, knowing full well what I did, knew it was coming, and welcomed the messages. I was grateful to help in anyway that I could. I will say this though, Please know, when you attend a funeral, the deceased is there. They are always there. Sometimes I've seen them standing behind their family members trying to comfort them, sometime I see them standing in a doorway just watching everyone, other times they have wonderful seances of humor and can be found sitting on top of the casket. Yesterday I had a client who's husband said (before passing), Funerals are for the people who are left behind. The person who's passed, is not concerned with the physicality of it all. I totally agree with him 100 %. All the time in my sessions people ask their loved ones if they did the right things after their loved one passed. I'd say 95% of the time, the spirit brushes the question off. They don't care. They are more concerned with you and your spiritual and emotional health than where there rings or money or house or whatever went. These physical things, just don't matter to them (btw, this usually includes what happened to the body they left behind!). Funerals really are for the living, so do what you feel is appropriate.
Well lovies, I'm gonna try to get a few more zzz's before I have to hit the ground running. Thanks for reading, and as always I welcome your comments and questions. Love & Light, Truly