“Now I know what a ghost is. Unfinished business, that’s what.”
~ Salman Rushdie, The Satanic Verses
One of the first things I always tell new psychic clients (besides that I don’t do predictions, lotto numbers and other wishful, unempowering stuff – which my clients are all wised up on beforehand anyway) is that I don’t do past lives or dead people.
It’s not that I don’t believe in them. I do. In fact BELIEVE isn’t even the right word. They exist. Just like trees, the sun, the air we breathe. I often find past lives fascinating, but don’t tend to work with past lives because my focus is on helping you make the best of THIS lifetime.
Read more about a past life experience I worked with here – The Baby Who Needed to Speak
And dead people?
‘Dead people’ fall into two categories for me. There’s the deceased souls who are happily ensconced energetically in where ever that place is that we go after we cease existing here in the physical. Ancestors, dead relatives, friends. These are the souls that mediums often work with. Sometimes they come through for me, but it’s not work I seek. Just because we die doesn’t make us all seeing and all knowing. Dear old Aunt Martha may not be the best person to be advising you on your current career and life issues. I have other sources to draw on!
Then there’s the other category of ‘dead people’. These are the souls I call the ‘transitioning dead’. They are no longer in physical bodies, but for some reason they haven’t moved permanently into that peaceful place souls go when we repose between lives. There are many reasons for souls to be in that transitory place, and one of them is unfinished business. They feel that they can’t depart until certain things have been done or understood, by themselves or by people that they love.
Right now I have a transitioning Soul hanging out in my space. Not usually something I’d do. But I know they are taking comfort from being near me – a bit like finding a calm, safe place to anchor your boat and rest after weeks of stormy seas.
This person first turned up, the night before last, in my lounge room. I could see them suddenly materialise in front of me as I was (and now I must confess…) watching a Star Trek DVD. My dogs saw this person too. And there was this subtle pervasive smell (not unpleasant) that hasn’t left since.
My husband knew something was up. Both of us had goosebumps, and he said the colour drained from my face. I felt that too. It was quite a shock.
As I was watching this dead person appear in front of me Ben quietly turned off the TV and sat in the corner, calming the dogs, while I did my thing.
I’ve never met this person before. But a friend asked me if I could help one of their friends who’d lost someone they loved. And an hour before I’d done a healing meditation and offered up a prayer for those involved.
So, here I am. Dead person and me.
We’ve had several conversations in the past twenty-four hours. I’m learning a lot. About a lot of things. I’m taking the unusual step of holding this person in my space until they’ve finished what they need to do to allow them to transition.
Two things stand out for me, that I thought you might benefit from knowing.
The first is that this dead person’s mum has prayed for them, regularly and often, and the dead person says that they have felt every one of those prayers and the prayers have helped them come to a good place in themselves and to be calm and resolved.
The second is that the dead person was sure there would be a ‘hell’, and to their surprise, death is nothing like they’d feared or expected. ‘Hell’, they tell me, is our own thoughts and emotions, but outside that is only love. And this person’s mum, praying daily for their dead child, has helped for that connection back to love to happen.
That’s why this soul is still here now. And that’s why I’m helping them. Because it’s all about love. It’s always all about love.
If you’d like to read more about the enduring nature of love between the living and those who have passed over you might like these posts:
Alice’s Lifelong Invisible Friend
