Last fall I was asked by a mother, with a missing presumed deceased son, to work in meditation. I knew this kind woman would not sue me, but the responsibility was almost overwhelming. I prayed and prayed over this one reading. Then I got the idea to call in some helpers.
I may have mentioned Nicole in some of my letters to you. Beautiful Nicole died in an auto accident at the age of 16 a few years ago. I had also recently worked with a delightful old soul named Zack, who died young. (I have permission by both Zack’s and Nicole’s Moms to use their real names). So I asked them to help find J., the young man we were looking for.
As it turned out, J was deceased. I found him with a friend who had also died after J did. In the meditation J was able to give his mother enough of the feeling and details of his death to ease some of her pain. His disappearance has been a terrible strain emotionally on this mother as she was not able to give up hope that he was alive somewhere and perhaps did not remember who he was.
So there we were in the meditation, Nicole, Zack, J. and his friend, all there to help this mother process the information, all there to help me deliver it. I could not, in my wildest dreams have guessed this was possible, but there we all were. I couldn’t help but wonder if once introduced, any of these young people would continue communicating, having been connected by a medium who was still alive on earth.
As fantastic as this story seems to us on earth, imagine them telling this story to their friends on the other side of the veil. I can just hear all the: you’re kidding, no way!, what B.S., …..seriously?