I wish to share a spiritual story that continues to gently touch my heart. I may have told this story before, only this time I wish to express it from a different angle. It’s especially poignant at this time, and I’ll explain why, toward the end of the story………………

Many years ago, I was working from a small studio in a beach city in Southern California. The owner of the beach house, let me sleep in and work from her sweet little studio, under the main house for a few years on and off. She would plan a very busy schedule, with family, friends and people she knew from the grief group she worked with. I had the great good fortune to meet one of her special peeps, who had recently lost her young 9 year old to leukemia.

I worked with her first and we were having such great, accurate success, bringing her into communication with that precious little girl. She then sent a very nervous, slightly skeptical husband and father to me. The moment he stepped into my space, he looked like he wanted to run a mile, in the opposite direction, from wherever I was. He wasn’t running from me, as it wasn’t personal, and instead he was running away from his own emotional responses. He had lost his sweet little girl.

I closed my eyes, and invited him to do the same. This inspired him to relax and I hoped it would also allow him to open his energy field, to experience some of whatever information was due to flow through me. I was in a car, singing “Hotel California” and other Eagles hit songs. Him and his daughter were riding together, singing out loud, smiling and laughing. In my vision they both knew all the words, and the feeling in the car was fun and quite adorable. In that car, in that moment, nobody was ill or dying. The atmosphere was pure fun.

I shared the clothes she was wearing, a favorite t-shirt and shorts, and the sense that they were off to enjoy a day out. When I opened my eyes and looked at him, he was sitting with a sweet smile, and tears pouring silently down his face.

I invited him to gently return from that vision, and stay open to sharing anything he needed to. He opened his eyes and I could feel his heart was busted wide open, as he nodded and agreed that the vision we had both just sat in, was a couple of sweet, short road trips he had enjoyed with her. He hadn’t really allowed himself to feel her loss too much, because he wanted to stay strong for the son they still had, and the demands of television camera work, was always pressing in on his time and emotions.

I let him know that what we had just shared as a personal and private experience between him, myself and the whole Universe, and of course his darling daughter, who was leading the way, in bringing him to her spiritually. He felt relieved, more faith filled and glad he’d not allowed the skeptical side of him to prevent him from experiencing the union he now felt with his little girl. It was a gentle reminder that we aren’t these bodies and we aren’t only human at all. I just heard that this daddy passed from this World this summer. I am sorry and yet gently excited that they are actually together again, probably singing at the top of their lungs to some of the classics.

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