Although we can certainly talk to those who have passed (by ourselves or sometimes through a medium), we sadly can no longer touch or hug them. Sometimes though, we do receive unique, undisputable messages from them. Consider the following:
Jamie had spent the previous November at a show displaying her artwork. John, her boyfriend had agreed to help her out that year. Unfortunately, Jamie had caught a virus from a traveling friend and was not in good shape to do the exhibit. Having spent lots of cash to display, she nevertheless attempted to do the show. On Friday, the day devoted to set-up, Jamie feeling weak could not get to the exhibit hall in time. John suggested he would get there early, saving her a space close to the building. The plan worked wonderfully as she arrived to a complete block of cars lining the outside of the vending hall. As she drove along, she soon spotted John’s car. Wonderful!
The next year, John had sadly passed away. Jamie was once again going to her show. As she approached the exhibit hall, she pondered the time and imagined she’d have to walk a long distance to get a close space. Nevertheless, she drove by the front of the hall which was lined with other exhibitor’s cars. Then in a flash, she turned, was that really an empty space??? She promptly backed up into the space. Unbelievably she put her head in her hands, thanked John, and cried.
To those who have lost a special somebody in their life I would sincerely love to pass along this timeless, poignant poem. Please hold your loved ones gently in your hearts, continue to know they are around you…
Death Is Nothing at All by Henry Scott-Holland
Death is nothing at all.
Everything remains exactly as it was.
Call me by the old familiar name.
Laugh as we always laughed at the little jokes that we enjoyed together.
Life means all that it ever meant.
Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight?
All is well.