It's good to be remembered....

This past weekend I led a lovely circle in New Oxford, PA. I have been enjoying the private circles that I do for gathered friends and their guests. A sister came through in Spirit for one of the attendees. I usually feel how the person died or what they died of before I ever get who they are and this was no exception. I felt that someone had drowned and one of the attendees claimed the Spirit. Her sister had perished in the terrifying sunami in Thailand a few years ago. As the message proceeded from the sister she revealed how much she loved the sister in the living. How she knew they hadn't always gotten along. How they were so different. She being closer to the Mother and her being closer to the Father. Then she went on to tell her how selfless she was and how much she was admired on the other side for being so. Then she said to me "remind her of the time we were making candy" and I saw in my mind a pot of sugar on the stove and the making of what looked to be caramel. So I did...I told her what her sister said. The attendee burst into tears. She explained that while making the candy when they were little...the candy on the stove exploded and she had jumped in front of the sister (who was passed) to keep her from getting burned and in her place was burned herself. "See?" the sister said....selfless then and selfless now. She thanked her for being who she was...a kind and loving woman.

Many, many times I hear thanks from the other side. Thanks for being there with them as they passed. Thanks for loving them...thanks for remembering them. I feel that the more we remember or think of those we love who have passed over...it fuels them. Gives them the energy and strength to move forward on the other side. I don't know how it works...I just know that it does. I hear all the time from Spirit...remember me...remember me. The good times..the shared laughter...the tears.

I love the work that I do. I couldn't have asked for a better job...I love the look of surprise on a person's face when I bring through someone they haven't heard from in years. I cherish the moments when I can bring closure to some unfinished business or relieve the questions that plague those who wonder why a person had to leave them or how they passed.

Recently, I met a young woman in spirit who died at the hands of her estranged husband. Her husband then killed himself after killing her. She told me she was relieved that he was no longer able to control her life or her children's lives. That she was glad that she was able to save her children from a lifetime of fear and torment from him. In other words...she sacrificed herself for her children and for that she was happy. I talked to her Mother here in the living and she understood. She had found peace within the situation and the children that were left here are happy and thriving. The family keeps the memory of their mother alive for them. Each day being a gift of freedom.

We never know do we? We never know the impact we have on another's life until maybe we see that from the other side. From another viewpoint...from a different perspective. Be kind to one another...it's good to be remembered.