Sunday, May 3, 2009

Hi Everyone,

Time for another post. Let's see...mediums huh? Okay. First to Roz. In comments, my friend Kat wrote about The Windbridge Institute. From what I understand Windbridge checks out the mediums that they recommend quite closely and list them on their web site, (I don't know the exact web site off hand but you can google them) and that gives you some kind of screening. But, as Susan said, if you had a positive experience with the woman in Hudson, then you might want to use her again. Susan suggested bringing the necklace that Andrew had given you, for some mediums really like to hold an object that has significant meaning to the person you are trying to contact. Bottom line however, (in my opinion)... if the medium is really gifted they shouldn't need anything but your presence....they shouldn't need you to tell them that you lost your son or his name. Yes, mediums can have a bad day, (they're only human too), and as Susan said, maybe the medium and your loved one on the other side just don't hit if off and your loved one vamooses...after all there is a lot going on with this kind of business that we can't see or know....but in most cases, if the medium is a true one, the data that comes through is real, relevant, poignant, indentifiable, significant, and right to the heart of what matters to the sitter. (we are the sitter)

As for me, I am on a wild investigative journey. I am getting recommendations on mediums, making phone calls and if the medium is not in my immediate area, arranging phone sessions which I tape. I am doing this as research for my book, but also as my solace. I have been crazy fascinated by spirits ever since I was healed by them in 1971, (If anyone reading this wants a copy of my book, Healing From the Inside Out, let me know and I will be glad to send you one) so I am merely continue to explore what I had already started but with greater vigor now that Danny is on that side. So, I will pass on the names of those I find helpful. I do want to make everyone aware that Michele Fletcher, a Windbridge medium, is holding a blogradio call-in show on Mother's Day at 3 PM our time. It is specifically for mothers who have lost children as well as children who have lost mothers. She is hoping to deliver messages to many of us and I hope, if you are available, that you willcall in. The number to call is: (646) 478-0695. I think it is such a nice thing for her to do. We had a recent phone session with her, (she is located in Cal) and found her to be real and definitely sincere and gifted. You can hear her on Mother's Day, which for me, as my first Mother's Day without Dan here, will be very helpful. To get to the show without calling go to http://www.blogtalkradio.com/MediumMichele and you can hear it.

So, I hope that you are all well, staying safe from all those swiney germs and please, stay in touch!

Love,
Sheri

Thursday, April 23, 2009

Hi,

Greetings to all. I hope everyone reading this will feel free to share their experiences with the rest of us. I do believe there is strength in numbers. Todays topic---A word of caution about mediums!

Those of you who know me know that I have been fascinated with the spirit world since 1970, when I was the recipient of a miraculous healing at the hands of the late British spiritual healer Harry Edwards and his team of "spirit doctors". Since that time I have read about mediums, studied with mediums, (Jane Roberts in particular---the medium who spoke for Seth) and I have pursued countless sessions with mediums. What I've come to see is...they ain't all born with it!

Practically all of my experiences with mediums have been gratifying and reassuring and I do believe that most of the mediums you will run across are sincere people with genuine gifts. But I offer a word of caution especially for those in a state of great bereavement because you need to protect yourself. I have two anecdotes to share along these lines.

One was an experience my son Aaron had recently. Aaron, the older brother of Dan, has taken his loss very hard. He, like the rest of us, wishes that they had more time together here on earth. Dan was the life of every party, the smile that brought sunshine into a room, the sense of humor that had you in stitches and the gift of being himself under all conditions! Dan was Dan, he was real...he didn't have a fake bone in his body.

Aaron has found comfort in maintaining a relationship with Dan now, through any means that they seem able to use to relate to each other. He is also very fortunate in that we have frequent sessions with the wonderful medium Glenn Dove, which are so very helpful. I think of these sessions as "long distance phone calls", or for short, "Glenn Calls" I know that all of us, on both sides, derive a tremendous amount of strength from them. But, Aaron also keeps his heart, his inner eyes and his inner ears wide open and so Dan is able to make his presence as well as his thoughts known. We can all do this.

Aaron and I have been reading a book entitled, "Raymond Or Life and Death" by Sir Oliver Lodge. Lodge, a renowned scientist in Britain, wrote this book about his communications with his son Raymond, who passed over as a young man, during the war. Lodge and his family explored contact with Raymond through many different mediums, finding that Raymod was Raymond, no matter who he came through. And so, Aaron and I decided to look into different mediums as a way of connecting up with Dan.

Up until last week, I can't say we had a bad experience. The mediums we sat with had varying styles and abilities, however they all provided true communications. Dan's personality is evident, the facts are accurate, it is all in keeping with what we know to be true. However, last week, Aaron had a phone session with a medium from California. I'd rather not mention his name, but I do want to say that he was highly recommended by a very gifted psychic who I have known for years and so maybe the medium just had an off day...but, that said:

He was wrong on everything...didn't get anything right. Danny died of an overdose...we had planes, car accidents, long hospitalizations...nothing stacked up. Aaron let him know that the information coming across was not accurate and it proceeded on in that way for a while. Finally the medium got angry and said that it was Aaron who was blocking the energy from coming through. Now, had this been Aaron's first experience with a medium it could have turned him away from this kind of communication altogether. It also could have been a source of much pain if Aaron was led to believe that in some way he was blocking communication with his brother. But fortunately Aaron knew much to the contrary, and they resolved to end the session and cancel mine.

Aaron, none-the-less, was disturbed by the session. Can you imagine how upsetting it would be if it your first experience with a medium. That is why I always recommend Glenn Dove of Baldwin N.Y. (516) 223-2567 He holds private sessions at his office and also does phone sessions for those people who cannot make the trip to Baldwin for $170.00. I know that some of you will say that you cannot afford it but I say, save up for one a year. If your kid were in France and not coming back, you'd find a way to call! Glenn calls have never failed me or anyone else that I have ever sent to him.

There is one additional anecdote that I would like to share this morning. A close friend of mine lost her daughter to Leukemia at the age of 25. During her daughter's illness, I took Mary out to Glenn Dove for a session as naturally, she was seeking direction. Sadly her daughter passed and Mary became even more interested in spiritualism. Of course she had sessions with Glenn Dove and her daughter came through, identifying herself through personality and knowledge of personal events that would matter to her mother. She spoke of her sister and accurately spoke of her illness of which she was now free. She expressed that she was fine and that this was her time to pass. It was about then that Mary and I decided to go on what I call "Ghost Hunts". We did a lot of what Aaron and I are doing now. Medium hopping.

Together we attended a big group session with Roland Comtois of Rhode Island and were fortunate to acquire private sessions with him. Again, Mary's daughter came through, fully herself, full of exuberance, worried far more for her family left behind. But again, the overall message was that Ginny was fine.

And then Mary heard of a medium who had helped a local father who's son had commited suicide. Apparently this man had seen the medium once a week for quite some time. Mary was curious and so we each made appointments. Boy, was I glad that I went that day with Mary. This medium told her that Ginny was angry that she passed so young and that she was in great pain about it, She then proceeded to tell Mary that if she could come in once a week that together they could help Ginny to work this out.

Mary came walking out of the session crying. That was a first. As we walked back to the train station and Mary filled me in about the contents of her session, I was outraged. There had been way too much information to the contrary to give this line of reasoning any creedence. None-the-less, it chilled Mary to the bones. "She is telling you what she thinks a 25 year old would feel, but Ginny is no longer limited to the perceptions of the 25 year old!" Even more disturbing is the idea of this medium making a living by bringing clients back week after week under the misconception that their child is suffering and needs them to do this in order to help them! First of all you can help them by sending them love anytime, and you don't need anyone else in the room to do that!

I could see where this would be believable to a parent who had lost a child through suicide. Although I believe in all cases, there is substancial support and care on the other side for those who have taken their lives, it is easy to imagine that someone who commited suicide would feel regret upon seeing the pain that their death has caused And so it is an easy catch, especially to a newcomer to spiritualism.

Mary decided to take my word for it, that this woman just might have ulterior motives, and decided to let it go. It just didn't sound like her daughter anyway. However, it was a painful experience and something we can all definitely live without!

So just be cautious, be aware and check your mediums out before hand... as best you can. Always know that if something feels really out of place to you, it probably is!

I send all my best wishes and love out to you, my friends and fellow parents!
Love,
Sheri

Wednesday, April 8, 2009

Hi Everyone,

Two weeks ago Jerry, Aaron, Erin and I attended a group session with the medium Roland Comtois. Roland is from Rhode Island but travels for his work and often holds sessions in Chappaqua, in the home of a woman named Helen Escofia, who runs a business called Star Visions. On this night Helen was hosting 30 people, all who came wanting to connect with someone who had passed.

Roland, who is a warm and caring, gifted medium went out of his way to try to give everyone a message that was meaningful. I think, in these big group sessions, it's a matter of which spirit speaks the loudest. Sometimes Roland will be in the middle of imparting a message to someone when it seems as if he is pulled in another direction entirely and has to give someone else a message immediately. It's as if many loved ones are around, all vying for his attention in order to get their messages across....and of course, I sat there in wait for Dan.

To our great pleasure Dan was very present and unmistably himself. His personality comes through so thoroughly Dan, that it reassures us time and again of his continued existence. His words, so factually correct about what is going on in our lives, show us how connected to us he still is. I cannot tell you the level of solace I receive from this but it is palpable! Although it doesn't bring him back to me in the flesh, it does allow for our relationship to continue in another way, and that is so much better than nothing at all. If I can't have Danny here, I will seek him where he is, and I will connect up with him any way that I can.

Initially I thought that all of this connecting up was solely for the benefit of us who remain here in physical form, missing our loved ones on the other side. I have since learned differently. Through numerous sessions with the medium Glenn Dove, I have heard from Dan himself how much he has benefitted from our continued connection to him. He expresses that the thoughts, the prayers, the love, the place settings for him at our birthday tables, the jokes, the memories, everything that we do for him and in his name, helps him. He said that his own healing has actually been accelorated because we go out of our way to include him rather than to forget him. Whether you like to hear this or not, I have been brought to believe that those on the other side who find their loved ones in perpetual agony, are held down by it. Those, on the other side, whose continued existence is not understood or excepted, feel ignored.

I know this may seem radical to many of you. I know of many bereaved parents who pack away their old photographs and endeavour to never mention or think their loved one at all, if they can help it. And I know it can feel sacreligious to even laugh and enjoy a good meal when you are grieving. But if you think that it is even remotely possible that your loved one has gone on and can feel and observe your feelings, wouldn't you want to consider what you are doing and how you can do your best for him or her?

For me, the benefit of having spent the last 35 years of my life exploring spiritulism, is that I already believed in the survival of spirit after death. By the time Dan died I had been a student and teacher, exploring healing and mediumship for many years. Not only that, but I talked about life after death with my kids and so Dan knew quite a bit about the survival of personality and communication between the worlds. Dan was so aware of this that even in the first few weeks after his death he came through various different mediums to friends of mine who were having personal sessions for themselves, in order to get messages to me. One woman was told that a very recent, younger crossing was coming through to anyone who knew his mother in order to get his message across that he was okay. He even impressed himself so strongly on a medium in Nyack that the woman approached my sister-in-law, (Dan's aunt) at a street fair in order to give her a message that was extremely meaningful. Now that's pretty unheard of...mediums approaching people who do not have appointments! But, leave it to Dan. He is quite a powerful spirit!

There is so many great incidents to share that I have blog material for days to come. In conclusion for today, I want to share a paragraph that I am copying from the book "Raymond Or Life And Death," by Sir Oliver Lodge. Lodge, who was a renowned scientist in Britian, lost his son Raymond in the war and sought connection to him through exploring the world of mediums with his wife and other children. The information that came through proved to Lodge and his family that Raymond, in fact, existed in another realm which was very closely related to this one and that they could maintain communication and engage in relationship. The book is fascinating and I recommend it to all. The following was said by Raymond through the mediumship of a Mrs. Kennedy through the act of automatic writing.

"Father, tell mother she has her son with her all day on Christmas Day. There will be thousands and thousands of us back in the homes on that day but the horrid part is that so many of the fellows don't get welcomed. Please keep a place for me. I must go now. Bless you again, Father-Raymond."

It makes you think...doesn't it? I welcome all comments and shares!
Be well,
Love,
Sheri

Sunday, March 29, 2009

Hi all,

I'd like to share with you something that I do that helps me. Of course the fact that I believe that Dan has gone on, and that he close by, makes this even more helpful, however, it is my feeling that it will help you either way. I call it The Love Infusion.

I usually do this lying down in my bed but sitting in a chair or on the couch is fine. Here is what I do. I imagine that Dany is standing at the foot of my bed. I say in my mind, "I can't see you, but I know you're here." Then I start my deep breathing, inhaling slowly and exhaling thoroughly. As I breathe in I try to feel the cool air as it passes by the tip of my nostrils and as I exhale I feel the warm air as it passes out. In and out, in cool, out warm...in cool, out warm. Then I add these words and this visualization. As I exhale I think "I love you, I love you, I send you this love", and I envision the love and energy flowing outward from me to Dan. Then, on the inhale I envision Dan saying the same words to me and sending me his love. As I imagine him saying those same words to me, "I love you, I love you, I send you this love," I envision drawing the loving energy into myself as I inhale. I go back and forth with each inhale and exhale, sending and receiving this loving energy.

That is basically all that there is to the exercise. On the inhale you receive his or her love, on the exhale you send out yours. No matter what you believe, the exercise is helpful. Certainly the exhale is easy and natural to do. We have always directed our love to our children from the time of their birth, and so we are simply continuing to do so. I believe that they benefit greatly from any love sent to them so this part feels natural and easy. Imagining receiving their love on the inhale may be a stretch for some of you, but it helps anyway.

Some days when I am feeling down I think I hear Danny say, "Oh Sheri", (he loved to call me by my first name) just do an infusion" and so I do and it lifts some of the sorrow. I invite all of you to try it and please, keep me posted as to how this works for you. The whole point of this blog is for us to come together and support each other so please do write in. Also, this can be done with living children as well, especially if they are away or it you are having some difficulty relating to them. So, give it a try!

I recently made up some small business type cards to pass around in order to spread word about our blog site. If any of you would like some to pass around in your community, please give me your mailing address and I will gladly send some out to you.

I send out my love and blessings to all of you on this rainy Sunday morning and hope to hear from you soon,

Be well,
Love,
Sheri

Sunday, March 22, 2009

Hi All,
I’m excited to tell you these stories. One of them has to do with what I referred to earlier as “The running dialogue” that fills my mind from time to time, especially when I am feeling sad. The other story has to do with signs that occasionally happen, signs that appear as objects right out here in the physical world. How these things are achieved I do not know, only that they do happen. I am telling these two stories simultaneously because they tie together in the end.
The first story begins a few days after Danny died. I was lying in bed unable to get out. I ached so badly that it hurt to breathe. I opened up my laptop to hunt down one of those deep breathing meditation exercises that I knew were in my I tunes when my eyes were drawn to a song on the list entitled Free Bird. I didn’t know the song and had only recorded it because I liked the soundtrack that it was on, but now I wanted to hear it. I was drawn to hear it and I wanted to know what the lyrics said. So, I hit on it and this is what I heard:
If I leave here tomorrow would you still remember me? I must be travelling on now cause there’s too many places I’ve got to see. If I stay here with you now, things just couldn’t be the same. Cause I’m free as a bird now and this bird you cannot change. No, this bird you can not change. Lord knows I can’t change. Lord knows I can’t change.

“Wow”, I thought. “This really could be Dan speaking”. I played it again, and again. There was something about it that just pulling me in. Again and again I played it. “Okay, I thought, “You’re my Free Bird. From now on I’m going to call you Free Bird”. And I did. I began to think of Danny as Free Bird and hoped that he was feeling more free than he had in this life. I told the family about this, so it was not a secret.
The next story took place a couple of weeks later. Jerry had decided to play golf that day at the golf club close to where we used to live. It was late in the afternoon on a warm summer day and I felt the desire to leave the city and stay close to him. I don’t like to play golf myself, but I desired to sit in the golf cart and watch the sun set over the plush greens. Now that we had moved back to the city, this was a touch of country for me. So, we headed out together and traveled the familiar trip back to the old neighborhood. As we pulled off the highway at the Ardsley exit, the familiarity triggered my memories of living there with Dan and the pain began to rise up on the inside wall of my chest. “Danny used to drive his car down this street…Danny liked that Duncan Donuts…Danny’s friends must miss him not riding through town…Danny and I did this! Danny and I did that”. All these thoughts flooded my mind and I could hardly breathe when I hear these words, in my own voice, but these words: “Mom stop idealizing me! It was not a bed a roses and it wasn’t going to be. The truth is, I slept half the day and when I woke up I could be very grouchy to you. In the evenings I often went out with my friends. Look at it this way, now I am with you practically all the time. Look mom, you used to worry about me all day. Now you miss me but if you would let me in and realize that I am right here inside, you don’t have to be so sad.” I was really blown away by this because everything he said was true and it made sense. Part of me wanted to brush it off and just sit there crying, but I couldn’t. I felt this huge sense of comfort and I wanted to go with it.
Soon we pull up to the club. Jerry goes off to change and I head to the bench near the first tee. As I approach the path leading to my destination I see a few men standing around their golf carts in the distance. My first thought was, “Oh no. I’ve just been crying my eyes out. I must be a mess, all red in the face and puffy”…when I hear this: “Mom, they are probably assholes why do you care?” Now that was so Danny that I started to laugh out loud and I thought, “Well, they might not be assholes Danny, but why do I care anyway?” And I decided not to check my mirror and brave it! Was Danny making his old lady courageous? What a concept! I wasn’t sure what was happening but I felt much better and I allowed myself to enjoy the warm ride in the open cart with the birds singing as the sun slowly set and I felt that Danny was glad.
And now to the conclusion that ties the two stories together. Twenty minutes later Jerry and I are driving back to the city on the Henry Hudson Parkway, parallel to the Hudson River. I’m still feeling warmed by the experience of connecting with Danny, but I’m wondering, “Couldn’t this just be my own inner self trying to soothe me through this? How do I know this is really Danny? The mind can play so many tricks on you, especially when you are so sad.” And then I had a wild idea. I said to Danny, in my head of course, “Okay Danny, if this is really you and not just my inner self talking to me, give me a sign. I just need a sign”. No sooner had I finished saying that than I had the impulse to look at the Hudson River. I was astonished! Right there in front of my eyes was a white sail boat with the words FREE BIRD written across the side of the boat in bold royal blue letters! I grabbed Jerry’s arm and screamed “Look” and he was able to view it momentarily before he drove past it. I was so glad that Jerry saw it too!
It is easy to doubt, but at this point I decided to stay open to those thoughts, whenever they came and to heed them when they make sense, which to date has been always. As a result my own healing has been accelerated and through the Glenn Dove sessions Dan has confirmed that these communications help his growth and healing too. That is why I encourage all of you to initiate these conversations. You may not believe that you will be able to hear your child, but there is considerable relief in just saying the words of love that you feel to him or her with even just a small hope that they can hear you. And from what I am learning, they not only can hear us but it helps them to be acknowledged and receive these thoughts of love. And if that’s remotely possible, you might as well try it, for their sake as well as your own.
I must stop for now. Soon I will post instructions for doing “The Love Infusion”. That helps too. Please remember to sign in and post your thoughts. I’m dying to hear from you.
All best,
Sheri

Monday, March 16, 2009

Hi to all,

I want to thank Ruth for sharing so openly with us what she has been experiencing lately. In response, I want to say that I think Ruth, you are experiencing the full brunt of mourning. I don't think you need professional help for an understandably normal response to losing a son so young. I know of a woman who was a grief counselor by profession and counseled people all of her adult life and when she lost her daughter, as the story has it, she practically had to be hospitalized! There is just no way to get around it. The pain at times is excruciating!

I think that for now, you should not pressure yourself in any way.....It's okay to be a basket case. My son Aaron tells me that I have at least one year to sit on my ass and do nothing if need be. And to hell with anyone who can't understand that. On the other hand, you might consider finding a local bereavement group because baby, you need some nurturing support and as much as I am hoping to provide some of that through this blog site, putting yourself in a space with women, especially other bereaved mothers, might just be the most healing thing you can do for yourself. My friend runs a bereavement group in lower Westchester called Compassionate Friends. I love that name because it describes just what the group provides; friends who have that compassion in good measure.

In an earlier comment you mentioned that many local friends have disappeared. You said it made you wonder if they thought having an adult son with cancer was catching. You may have hit on something there. It is not that people really think that cancer or death are contageous, but because they fear it so, they just go out of their way to avoid dealing with it and that can mean dealing with us. And there are those who believe that if it is in their conscious awareness, that it is actually more more likely to happen. And so their only recourse is to stay away and not get their hands too wet. It is best if we learn to not take this stuff personally for it is not so much about us as it is about them and the fact that their fear out ways their compassion. That is why, at these times, support groups can be very very helpful. No one there is lacking in compassion.

So, dear Ruth, I send my love and compassion and understanding out to you. I also ask for my other readers to hit the keyboard and share whatever support and wisdom you have to offer. We're all in this together.

Till next time, I bid you a fond good evening.
Love,
Sheri

Sunday, March 15, 2009

Hi Everyone,
I would really like to think of something else to call you besides "Everyone". As much as I love Stephen Colbert, I can't exactly call you "Nation". But I would like to think of something and I am asking for suggestions. Hi Friends, (boring) Hi Parents, (na) Hi Bereaved Parents, (yuk)
Hi Sirs, standing for still-in-relationship, (maybe)...Help me out here will you? Toss me some ideas through cyberspace. Okay? Thanks. And for anything else that might be on your mind please let us hear from you! I know there are many more of you reading this but not signing in and saying who you are. Understand that for all of us reading and writing on this site, it is an honor to hear from each of you; your stories, your thoughts, your feelings, your experiences. In a earlier blog there are some instructions for signing on, which I hope you will all do, so that you can post what you have to say under comments. In this way we can join forces and become a source of nurture for each other, something that we, as parents have learned to do. With that said, I will move on.

I want to talk about what I call the running dialogue that can flood my mind from time to time but especially when I am feeling extremely sad. I began to notice this happening within a day or two of Danny's passing. That is not to say that it didn't begin earlier, but I didn't notice it. And that is an important statement, because most of this type of stuff is available to all of us but on an inner subtler level and we have to begin to notice it. I understand that my adavntage here is that for 38 years, since the time I was healed by Harry Edwards and his team of healing spirits, I have believed in the presence of spirit. It is my wholehearted belief at this time in my life that personality definitely survives death. So, I am open to it. On the other hand, I am not a gifted psychic and anyone can do this if I can. That said, I will move on.

This is what I began to notice. I was probably thinking of that moment after Jerry kicked the chainlocked door open and we found Danny, dwelling on one of those scenes you should never go to, but know that you will. The pain was so great that I didn't know how I would bear it when I started to hear, "Oh mommy, don't do this to yourself. You're the kindest person I know. Be kinder to yourself. Don't go back there. I'm not there. I wasn't there when you got there. I'm not there now. There's nothing you could have done. This is not your fault. Be kinder to yourself...be kinder". I heard this in my own voice, it's not as if I heard Danny speaking, but I had these thoughts and they comforted me. Not only that, I tried to take the advice and fight the impulse to go back the his apartment in my mind.

I didn't know if this was a message from Dan or if it was from my inner self trying to comfort me but it made me wonder. Danny always used to tell me that I was too kind and that I was the kindest person he knew. I would never have said that to myself. And the message itself was so loving and kind that it made me feel better regardless of where it came from. And, of course, with my background, I'm less inclined than others to doubt it. I know that Danny hasn't been erased from the universe and that he has to be somewhere. I also know that as he is now a spirit without a physical body and I am a spirit in a physical body, and therefore the way we will be able to communicate now is from spirit to spirit where there is receptivity. And to hear the voice of the spirit I would have to listen to what I hear from the inside of myself. I would need to stop looking with my physical eyes for Danny and opening instead to the thoughts and ideas that were appearing on my inner screen.

Whenever I seemed to fall into a deep dark crevace, thoughts of comfort, love and support would enter my mind and I would listen to them and always they made me feel a little better every. Then on July 13, the thoughts were so strong that I felt impelled to write them down. I entitled it:

Words of Wisdom From Dan
You've got to develop a little bit more of the "fuck it" attitude. You can't sweat everything all the time. There is a medium ground between caring and not caring, the middle road where one cares, but not to the point of devastation. You will self destruct. I, in life, leaned too far to the not caring side and therefore could not adaquetly protect myself. You, on the other hand, can swing so far to the caring side that you do the harm to yourself without needing to put anything in your body.

I beg of you to lighten up, for your own sake as well as mine. Remember how you used to say that you are as happy as your most miserable child? Well, your misery can only bring me down because it fills me with remorse. I understand your dilemma but understand mine. If you want to help me, to lift me up, than lift yourself up and you lift us both up. You are a strong woman mom, stronger than you think. Pool all your resources now that have gotten you through in the past. Know that I love you and always will and that you are the one who always said, "Love is the only thing that spans the grave".

There will be time for us to venture forward and for me to join you in your work, as you have always known I would. Give me some time to get my bearings and I will come through for you time and time again. We will grow stronger and in time you will walk with both feet solidly on the ground, knowing that I am by your side at all times.

If you must cry mommy, then cry for all those who are suffering now, they are all over the place; the lost and lonely ones, the poor and hungry ones, the sick and disabled ones, the oppressed and
forsaken ones. Don't cry for me, for I am okay and so are you. This separation, as you see it, is temporary and nothing so tragic has happened here. This is the life we lead, one that incorporates death and surely as it encapsulates birth and one cannot exist without the other.

Go forward in peace and trust that I am with you and that you have not been forsaken, you are only experiencing another facet of life that many have experienced before you and that many shall experience after you, the loss of a child. But those children are only lost to you in the flesh. In spirit each is alive and vital. If only you could see just a small glimpse more than you do. But remember, faith is belief in that which is not visible. If it were self evident, why would there be any need for faith?

I leave you now with the fervent prayer that you rise up and live up to the knowledge that you have worked so hard to cultivate. I know that you will think these are big words for me, but it is your vocabulary that makes this possible. I just send you the impression. You flesh it out in words.

Mommy, I love you more than ever. Can you feel it? Open up your heart and feel it. It is stronger than the pain. Like you always said, love is the strongest, most powerful force in the universe, the only thing that really makes life worth living, SO FEEL IT NOW.

That concludes the Words of Wisdom piece. I have divised a great love exchange exercise that I call "The Love Infusion" which I created shortly after hearing Danny talk about feeling the love between us. I have to end this for now, I will be back soon. Please, let me hear from you.
With love and best wishes,
Sheri