During a two year period we had ten funerals on my mother’s side of the family alone, not including my father-in-law’s, family on my dad’s side of the family, nor any of my friend’s or their children. My grandfather’s death was the first in the series, with my Uncle Bernie's the last. I need to mention here my uncle, during the period, had already lived with Non-Hodgkin’s Lymphoma for around four years. If you know anything about this form of cancer, it’s a death sentence. I was (and still am) very close to my Uncle Bernie on many levels. We still have a special bond. As we would get ready to leave the luncheon after services, we’d say to each other, “See ya at the next family reunion.” It was our inside joke and eased the twist of pain from the heart as we said good-bye to another family member.
I found my shower to be my sacred space. With the noise from the radio and pouring water, this little 30” x 30” cubical was the only place I felt I could cry and let go and not be disturbed. I could let down my guard, be vulnerable. For Pete’s sake, how can you not be vulnerable when you’re naked? Standing in my shower with the hot water pounding on my back, forehead pressed against the shower wall supporting me as my arms dangled with streams of water cascading off my fingertips. This was when the emotions flowed. I’d cry, beg God for help and occassionally dance to the song on the radio. I was safe there. Soon I found myself talking to my Uncle Bernie when I was in my sacred space; asking why, how, what the hell? Sometimes I would hear the answers or solutions in my mind. It wasn’t until years later that I realized I was actually channeling him, and he was helping me from the other side.
If you are missing someone that has pasted on, relax your mind, set a focused intent on the loved one and speak from your heart. What I mean by ‘speak from your heart’ is to communicate through unconditional love. Feel the love you have for the person and begin to talk to them, they’re there listening. If you would like a sign, ask for a loving one that you'll understand easily. It might take five minutes, a day, a week or even a month for you to notice it. Trust it will happen and it will. Show your gratitude by simply saying, "thank you." I ask my deceased ex-husband often to show me signs he's taking care of our sons from his vantage point and I always receive them.
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