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The days passed and my uncle’s health continued to decline.
I received the news that he was being moved into hospice. His body was at an
end, and his soul hadn’t yet transitioned. That was yet to come.
Sunday October 23rd.
Last Sunday was as very normal day. I cooked breakfast, did
some indoor gardening, did some energy work, and eventually I sat at my desk to
write a blog post.
While writing, I was guided to look at a small painting of a
cat that sits on the shelf in my office. I felt the energy of my cat who transitioned
in 2020, Princess, come through. She has come to me in mediumship before and it’s
always very sweet. I said, “Hi P”. “Hi Mommy”, she replied. I felt the love.
I moved from my desk to my altar to more fully receive the
energy. It was then, that I intuitively tapped into my uncle’s energy and asked
him if he was “ready”. The question meant was he ready to transition, but no
explanation was needed in our conversation.
In the voice and in the way that I heard him say so many
times, he replied, “Well, I s’pose.” It was his way of saying “yes”. His voice
sounded strong; his soul was strong. I asked him if he wanted to hold my hand,
again he said, “Well, I s’pose.” His voice sounded even younger and stronger.
With our energy connected, hand in hand, we moved over the
dark arc until his mother, my grandmother, came into view. She was surrounded
by white light. Again, my uncle’s voice became younger when I heard him exclaim,
“Mom!”. He shouted with joy and a voice that sounded like a teenager. They were
together again. I knew he was with his soul family.
I was overcome with peace, joy, and love. His transition was
complete. My uncle’s soul was at peace.
Wednesday October 26th.
Before I got out of bed, my cousin called. I knew, before I
had even picked up the phone, what I was going to hear. My uncle had passed
peacefully in his sleep the night before. His time on earth was complete.
My uncle was well loved, and he loved well. He made good use
of his life and touched many people around him with his compassion, strength,
humor, intelligence, curiosity, and practicality. I am better for having had known
him and I imagine that’s true for many people who knew him. He was that kind of
a human being.
I remember cooking for him when he came to visit us in
Denver. I made him banana bread with chocolate chips. He loved it and ate too
much. I will cherish that memory and the memory of his laugh.
Lessons About Death and Dying.
Through this experience, I’ve learned to see death and dying
from a new perspective. For as much as the family mourns the loss of their
loved one, the soul is set free from its earthly bindings. The soul is sent to
its next plane of existence, likely for a good rest after much celebration with
its soul family.
Death is nothing like we’ve been told, it’s a transition
from earth to the next plane. Our body dies, but our soul is freed. It’s a reunion
with our soul family. It doesn’t feel like something to mourn. It feels like
something to celebrate.
If only everyone could have heard my uncle’s voice become younger
and younger as his soul moved over the arc and into the loving energy of his
mother. Death is nothing to fear, it’s pure love and light.
The image today is of some old family photos. On the left is
a picture of my uncle, my mom is there in the lower left corner, at a family
reunion in 1988. On the right is my rather stern looking grandma. Yes, she was
tough, but once you got her laughing it was pure joy.