Journey Beyond the World

Photo by Mike Wade

Somewhere a journey begins at the end
of the worldly existence we know,
Somewhere a path stretches over the stars
and rivers of memories flow . . .
Somewhere a silence is heard far away
and the brightness of day fills the night,
Where the trials of life
are resolved into peace
When a soul finds it's way to the light.

These words come off of a sympathy card I received a couple of days ago. I find the words comforting as I contemplate my mother in the afterlife.  Is she whole?  Is she deliriously happy to be reunited with family

who have preceded her?  Has she whizzed through whatever purification process the afterlife entails before one can be in the energy of our Creator?

I have lost my share of loved ones over the years - aunts, uncles, grandparents, and friends.  I don't believe I have longed to know the answers to the above questions with such intensity as I do for my mother.  I long for her to share a sign with someone in our family that she is finally free of pain.  That she is in a realm of happiness we cannot imagine.

Last week I dreamt of my mother - the first and only time so far since her death Jan. 2nd.  In the dream she lies in a bed in a convalescent home I've never been in.  She remains asleep, looking much better than she did in the days before she died.  As I sit in the room beside her, in this dream, she conveys to me silently that she is surprised that it is taking several days to die after she made the decision to leave.  She also didn't anticipate the pain before the end.  Neither did we, Mom.  Thank God for morphine.

I have the feeling that one of these days some message will come through.  Perhaps another dream, or the whisper of one of our angels, or simply a knowing deep in my heart.  I'm counting on it.

Comments

[Deb Estep]

Hi Deb,

Just last year, I came upon one of the most
beautiful songs I have ever heard. The Other Side.
It's a powerful song. You can hear it from the link
below.

Also, please consider reading about ADC's.
After Death Communication. There's lots of info out there.
I DO believe that those crossed over can communicate with us.
Sometimes in dreams, sometimes in words, or sometimes in
interactions with things electrical in our homes.
Light bulbs going out after someone's passing are an ADC.
Some might say......'light bulbs burn out'. I had an
experience in September of 2006. A dear online friend passed.
THREE bulbs went out in less than a week. After the 3rd one
I said out loud... SUZIE....... I GET IT, you are here, I can't
afford any more light bulbs. Then I laughed and THANKED her
kindly for letting me know she was around.

xo xo
Deb

The Other Side
from the album Paradox of Grace

I'm over on the other side
where life and death softly divide.
left my skin and bones behind
now I'm over on the other side.

can you feel me there with you?
my breath is gone but I'm not through.
loved you then and i still do
from over on the other side.

i can fly. really fly.
below the earth ... all through the sky.
tell em all i did not die.
I'm just over on the other side.

it's good here on the other side.
the sweetest songs...the bluest skies.
thank you for the tears you cried
but it's good here on the other side.

i can fly. really fly. below the earth...all through the sky.
tell em all i did not die.
I'm just over on the other side

the world is smaller than a needle's eye.
where life and death softly divide.
when you leave your skin and bones behind
I'll be waiting on the other side.

i can fly. really fly. below the earth ... all through the sky.
go tell em all i did not die.
I'm just over on the other side.
Credits:

Don Conoscenti: all instruments, lead vocal, high vocal at end
Ellis Paul: harmony vocals

http://www.donconoscenti.com/index.php?page=songs&display=9

[Deb Call]

Hey Deb, thanks for sharing that song - the words are awesome!

I've not heard the specific term - "after death communication" but am certainly aware that those experiences can happen.

Since writing this post I had the opportunity to speak with a gifted intuitive about my mother. The angelic realm communicated to her through a meditation and she wrote it all down. In short, my mother made a graceful transition and is doing wonderfully, as we can only imagine from this end of the spectrum. Comforting words indeed!