the patient and the carer.
Finally, after a number of days, his aged mother arrived. As she sat next to his bed holding his hand, she too talked to him, and for me, the onlooker, it appeared she believed he heard every word. I was not privileged to be there when Solomon’s soul left and moved on, but my mother, who had the adjoining room, said there was a special service around his bed that night, where family gathered, prayers were said and songs sung. She overheard a gentleman telling Solomon he was now free to go on his journey over the water. We presumed this was when the life support was turned off. Solomon, I sense, would have felt blessed, adored, comforted and reassured that his exit from this world and entry to his heavenly realms were indeed a sense of celebration, his sacred journey to his Lord had commenced with his loving family by his side.
Not all passings are as beautifully orchestrated and lovingly supportive as Solomon’s. The final moment for the soul to leave the body can well be manipulated and controlled beyond our human experience and understanding. Over and over again I have had clients tell me: ‘I just went out for a cup of coffee, and she died while I was gone. Why did she do that? If only I had stayed, I could have been there until the very end. I can never forgive myself for being so selfish.’
I have learnt from many years of communicating with the other side that what seemed a lonely, isolated departure, with no loving support standing by, in some cases had been the will of the beloved; it had been their preference, their choice of departure, at that very moment. Many dearly departeds who have suffered greatly towards the end, in pain and much discomfort, felt they would have liked to pass over much sooner; however, they could hear or were aware of the neediness, clinginess and the cries of their loved ones. Some bargained with God to save them or keep them alive while their loved ones pleaded for them not to go, to stay a little longer. They felt an obligation to sustain themselves for the sake of their earthly loved ones.
Then a window of opportunity presented, and in the stillness and quietness a choice was given: ‘Come now—I am waiting for you.’ Some spoke of a vision or feeling of a divine visitor, some saw an angel, a deceased parent or loving relative come to collect them. They felt immense love and lightness to their being. They knew without reservation that now was the time to depart. There were no regrets; it felt right. They were no longer caught between two worlds; they felt free at last!
Others expressed that a number of days before their passing they had been aware of a heavenly presence in their room. Some had conversations with these heavenly visitors while others chose to listen. The loving sensations that emitted from the heavenly visitors took away any fear of dying. This unique time had prepared them for their coming sacred journey, where there would be a release, as beautiful as the day they left their mother’s womb to commence another life, another journey. Now, yet again, they were being prepared for the journey home. Their life had come full circle!
Through their guidance I have learnt a new insight—a revelation that loved ones who passed at the hands of others, for example in the case of murders, drownings and even accidents, expressed that they felt no pain at the time of impact. Some actually said they saw the event as it was occurring, played out in slow motion in a feeling of dislocation from their physical body.
They felt a floating sensation, as though they were in an altered state, giving them access to view what was happening to them at that point on the earthly plane. They could feel no pain, no terror; they were just observers. They likened it to sitting in their favourite chair and watching a movie on television. I sense this was when the soul started to pull away into another dimension.
I know scientists agree that energy cannot be
Finally, after a number of days, his aged mother arrived. As she sat next to his bed holding his hand, she too talked to him, and for me, the onlooker, it appeared she believed he heard every word. I was not privileged to be there when Solomon’s soul left and moved on, but my mother, who had the adjoining room, said there was a special service around his bed that night, where family gathered, prayers were said and songs sung. She overheard a gentleman telling Solomon he was now free to go on his journey over the water. We presumed this was when the life support was turned off. Solomon, I sense, would have felt blessed, adored, comforted and reassured that his exit from this world and entry to his heavenly realms were indeed a sense of celebration, his sacred journey to his Lord had commenced with his loving family by his side.
Not all passings are as beautifully orchestrated and lovingly supportive as Solomon’s. The final moment for the soul to leave the body can well be manipulated and controlled beyond our human experience and understanding. Over and over again I have had clients tell me: ‘I just went out for a cup of coffee, and she died while I was gone. Why did she do that? If only I had stayed, I could have been there until the very end. I can never forgive myself for being so selfish.’
I have learnt from many years of communicating with the other side that what seemed a lonely, isolated departure, with no loving support standing by, in some cases had been the will of the beloved; it had been their preference, their choice of departure, at that very moment. Many dearly departeds who have suffered greatly towards the end, in pain and much discomfort, felt they would have liked to pass over much sooner; however, they could hear or were aware of the neediness, clinginess and the cries of their loved ones. Some bargained with God to save them or keep them alive while their loved ones pleaded for them not to go, to stay a little longer. They felt an obligation to sustain themselves for the sake of their earthly loved ones.
Then a window of opportunity presented, and in the stillness and quietness a choice was given: ‘Come now—I am waiting for you.’ Some spoke of a vision or feeling of a divine visitor, some saw an angel, a deceased parent or loving relative come to collect them. They felt immense love and lightness to their being. They knew without reservation that now was the time to depart. There were no regrets; it felt right. They were no longer caught between two worlds; they felt free at last!
Others expressed that a number of days before their passing they had been aware of a heavenly presence in their room. Some had conversations with these heavenly visitors while others chose to listen. The loving sensations that emitted from the heavenly visitors took away any fear of dying. This unique time had prepared them for their coming sacred journey, where there would be a release, as beautiful as the day they left their mother’s womb to commence another life, another journey. Now, yet again, they were being prepared for the journey home. Their life had come full circle!
Through their guidance I have learnt a new insight—a revelation that loved ones who passed at the hands of others, for example in the case of murders, drownings and even accidents, expressed that they felt no pain at the time of impact. Some actually said they saw the event as it was occurring, played out in slow motion in a feeling of dislocation from their physical body.
They felt a floating sensation, as though they were in an altered state, giving them access to view what was happening to them at that point on the earthly plane. They could feel no pain, no terror; they were just observers. They likened it to sitting in their favourite chair and watching a movie on television. I sense this was when the soul started to pull away into another dimension.
I know scientists agree that energy cannot be
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