Once Touched, Never Forgotten

This is going to be a fun post!

(Well, they’re all fun, but I have an especially good vibe about this one).

And having said that, this one might run a bit long, so stick with me, folks!

First, a brief explanation of this post’s title. “Once touched, never forgotten; never forgotten, always touched” is the greeting and farewell used by my spirit guide, Charles, and his people. It’s their version of “Aloha!”

And it’s appropriate because we’re going to talk about previous lives and how we are forever touched by the people (and pets) and experiences we have in those past lives.

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Max Was a Mighty Good Dog: When Pets Cross Over

I’ve been wanting to write this post for a while, but felt I needed some time to contemplate, observe, and most importantly, grieve. You see, this past June, I was faced with the heartbreaking decision to euthanize a beloved pet.

Max was a “Schnoodle,” a Schnauzer-Poodle mix with incredibly long, spindly legs. I adopted him when he was 5 years old. When he was younger (and had all four of his legs) he could leap like a gazelle.

Over time, Max lost a hind leg to cancer, lost one eye to a torn retina, went totally blind from SARD (Sudden Acquired Retinal Deficiency) and then, as a final insult, lost the remaining, blind eye to a medication-related mistake.

Despite all this, he lived to be over 15 years old, and was swimming in the pool earlier this summer, just like every summer before.

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Affirmation and Intention: Powerful Tools for Living and Giving

I have a dear friend.  We met in a stand-up comedy class, which taught us both some valuable lessons about writing, performing and the nature of the business. It was a great experience, to be sure. But it paled in comparison to meeting this wacky and wonderful woman who I now count among my closest friends in the world.

Without really trying, she taught me the concept of affirmation.

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Forgiveness: Truly a Two-Way Street

I have been reminded recently of certain topics that nearly always come up during a reading.

The client, also referred to as the “querent” (from the Latin quærēns, “seeker”) tends to ask one or more of the following questions:

“Is ____________ okay?”
“Is ____________ happy?”
“Does _________ hear me talk to them?”

Perfectly normal, reasonable questions you’d ask about anyone you care about, whether they are in the physical world or if they’ve crossed-over.

There’s another question that seems to come out fairly regularly, and it comes from the spiritual realm just as often as it does from the physical:

“Does ______________ forgive me?”

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Sleepless in Phoenix, Restless in Ukraine, Part Two

Before I toddle off to bed I wanted to offer a follow-up to my previous post regarding my possibly picking up on spirit chatter from the Malaysian Airlines crash in Ukraine.

I had a “waking vision” that was rather disturbing, both physically and emotionally. I was in a small seat, surrounded by others in small seats. I looked forward and just as I focused on the people in the front row, I saw a flash of light enter the space, at approximately 45 degrees, from the lower left side of the floor, and up through the space we occupied.

Then, I heard (for the first time) a single voice, immediately to my right, say, “Oh, no… .”

And then, as the vision went dark, I felt a profound sense of falling.

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Sleepless in Phoenix, Restless in Ukraine

On Friday (7/17) I found myself feeling rather cross, and attributed it to not sleeping well, which I attributed to the heat.

As the day wore on, I also began hearing voices. Given my ability and profession, that’s not unusual. What was odd is that I was hearing multiple voices, none of which I could decipher into any sort of message. I also had several different moments over the weekend when I felt physically cramped, as if I were somehow boxed-in.

Many mediums report getting what I call, “woo-woo,” which is similar to a fluttering sensation in the chest. At times it’s almost indistinguishable from a panic attack, which makes it difficult sometimes to figure out just what is going on.

At this point, as I type this post, I am once again feeling “woo-woo,” and it points to a conclusion I came to earlier this morning: I’m hearing several occupants from the ill-fated Malaysian Airlines flight that was shot down over Ukraine.

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