Life Goes On
In the late 1970‘s I had a couple of friends named Gail and Dale. They had two young sons, Matthew and Abram. We had all been in a vegetarian food co-op, in Fresno, California. Dale and Gail were married, but had separated. Abram, who was about four years old, came down with a rare type of hepatitis. They took him to a doctor who practiced some of the more natural healing methods, some holistic medicine.
Unfortunately, they were unable to save Abram. He was a bright and friendly boy. On a summer day, he passed away. A wake was held at his mother‘s house, in Fresno. I had never been to this house before. There were many family friends there, to support Dale and Gail in their time of need. I had picked out a good plate of food and had sat down next to Gail‘s sister, in the living room of the old, two story house.
Then, in the midst of the eating, crying, and singing I suddenly noticed Abram‘s spirit, sitting there in the middle of the living room on the floor. I was pleasantly surprised. For one, he was there, apparently conscious of the other people who were there for him and his family. But, also, he seemed so happy! He appeared to be absolutely enjoying all of the attention he was getting. I had the urge to nudge his aunt, to let her know that he was there; but I thought that she might not be mentally prepared for such a phenomenon. I kept it to myself. Later that day we went on a caravan into the mountains, to return Abrams ashes to the earth. Dale, who was sick with the hepatitis virus also, drove a number of us in his new cargo van. He was very sick, but determined to give his son a proper send-off from this world. We were a close group of people.
While in the mountains above Fresno, we gathered in the woods to hold the ceremony for the departed young, beautiful boy. Being friends of both Dale and Gail, who had been separated, I wanted them to at least temporarily put down their differences, for Abram. I put my arms around each one of them, at the same time, to bring them together while we said goodbye to Abram. With sadness in our hearts, at least some important healing took place. I had brought them physically back together; and opened the door for them to heal their differences on other levels. Later, I took what would be the last photograph of Dale with his remaining family.Three weeks later, Dale passed on, also. We took another journey up to the mountains, above Fresno, to return Dales ashes to the earth.
Then, some weeks later, I visited Gail at her house. I told her about having seen Abram‘s spirit, at his wake. I pointed out the exact spot where I had observed him. She exclaimed with astonishment that that was his favorite place in the house to play! She also told me that after the funeral service for Abram, Dale had spent the night at her house and had expressed his love to her. They had made up.
Then, she told me that after Dale had died, his spirit had visited her and told her that he loved her.
She told me that she had told Dale that she knew that he loved her. She understood that he was telling her that. She expressed that he was very emotional about it. They had overcome their differences and expressed their love for each other. Then they had achieved closure, as he passed from this world. They had found love for each other, again.
Now, he was ready to move on into his next phase of life, after death. They had reconciled their differences and found their love again. Then they moved on, in different worlds. It was a bittersweet departure, of two members of a family moving on into the hereafter, while the living understood that they had just detached from their physical bodies. Life goes on, even after life. thanks for reading.
In the late 1970‘s I had a couple of friends named Gail and Dale. They had two young sons, Matthew and Abram. We had all been in a vegetarian food co-op, in Fresno, California. Dale and Gail were married, but had separated. Abram, who was about four years old, came down with a rare type of hepatitis. They took him to a doctor who practiced some of the more natural healing methods, some holistic medicine.
Unfortunately, they were unable to save Abram. He was a bright and friendly boy. On a summer day, he passed away. A wake was held at his mother‘s house, in Fresno. I had never been to this house before. There were many family friends there, to support Dale and Gail in their time of need. I had picked out a good plate of food and had sat down next to Gail‘s sister, in the living room of the old, two story house.
Then, in the midst of the eating, crying, and singing I suddenly noticed Abram‘s spirit, sitting there in the middle of the living room on the floor. I was pleasantly surprised. For one, he was there, apparently conscious of the other people who were there for him and his family. But, also, he seemed so happy! He appeared to be absolutely enjoying all of the attention he was getting. I had the urge to nudge his aunt, to let her know that he was there; but I thought that she might not be mentally prepared for such a phenomenon. I kept it to myself. Later that day we went on a caravan into the mountains, to return Abrams ashes to the earth. Dale, who was sick with the hepatitis virus also, drove a number of us in his new cargo van. He was very sick, but determined to give his son a proper send-off from this world. We were a close group of people.
While in the mountains above Fresno, we gathered in the woods to hold the ceremony for the departed young, beautiful boy. Being friends of both Dale and Gail, who had been separated, I wanted them to at least temporarily put down their differences, for Abram. I put my arms around each one of them, at the same time, to bring them together while we said goodbye to Abram. With sadness in our hearts, at least some important healing took place. I had brought them physically back together; and opened the door for them to heal their differences on other levels. Later, I took what would be the last photograph of Dale with his remaining family.Three weeks later, Dale passed on, also. We took another journey up to the mountains, above Fresno, to return Dales ashes to the earth.
Then, some weeks later, I visited Gail at her house. I told her about having seen Abram‘s spirit, at his wake. I pointed out the exact spot where I had observed him. She exclaimed with astonishment that that was his favorite place in the house to play! She also told me that after the funeral service for Abram, Dale had spent the night at her house and had expressed his love to her. They had made up.
Then, she told me that after Dale had died, his spirit had visited her and told her that he loved her.
She told me that she had told Dale that she knew that he loved her. She understood that he was telling her that. She expressed that he was very emotional about it. They had overcome their differences and expressed their love for each other. Then they had achieved closure, as he passed from this world. They had found love for each other, again.
Now, he was ready to move on into his next phase of life, after death. They had reconciled their differences and found their love again. Then they moved on, in different worlds. It was a bittersweet departure, of two members of a family moving on into the hereafter, while the living understood that they had just detached from their physical bodies. Life goes on, even after life. thanks for reading.
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