In the work I do as a clairvoyant medium, I have many beautiful experiences through spirit as they connect with me, especially when I am doing a reading for someone.
Every reading is different, but when spirit unite with their loved ones here on earth, it is always with pure unconditional love.
Many times the reason someone comes for a reading is to find out how their loved one is doing after passing into spirit, or as I call it, crossing over to the other side. They want reassurance on many things, but some of the most memorable questions are... Did they arrive safely? Who was there to meet them? Has their pain gone? How are they doing now?
Spirit, because they are still connected with us through the “love” vibration, know these are our concerns so these questions seem to always show me, that spirit want us to be reassured that they are doing well, the pain has gone, and they are happy.
I like to share with people the analogy, that it is like someone we love, going on vacation and not knowing if anyone will be there, that they know, to meet them. In our humanness, we can get concerned for that traveller, because this is something new, something unfamiliar and because we love them, we want it to all be good.
I am blessed to convey, that no one leaves this world alone, that they are always met by someone on the other side. Usually, if we have been present at the end of that soul’s journey, they may have from time to time near the end, seem to be either looking in the distance at something we cannot see with our human sight, or talking to someone who is not us. This is spirit connecting that person with what I like to call their travel buddy.
This is usually, but not always, someone they know and love that has already passed over. A family member, a friend, and even on occasions a pet that they loved and cared for in life.
All their questions are answered and although it may seem like a new and uncharted journey, they are being reminded that this is not the first time they have done this. Our soul, in human form forget a lot of the details so they are reassured everything has been taken care of for them, and that they are there waiting for them, when they are ready to leave this vibration, this incarnation.
In the past, when someone came to see me, it was usually some time after the person had crossed over. But what I am finding now, because of the immense love vibration that has grown due to the ascension of souls in the past few years, is spirit are consenting those going through their transition, to come back almost immediately to reassure their loved ones all is well.
One of the factors I am noticing is that those here who have said goodbye to a loved one are getting more perceptive to them being around them. What I share is that sometimes spirit send us a message in a hope we can connect to that vibration to know it is them. Many times during a reading that clarification has been confirmed and reassurance given so that loved one knows they can
connect themselves, but in a different vibration.
I try to remind people that when someone leaves this world, that any memory that we have of them, connects us to them, and the highest form of connection is through the love vibration. What I mean by that is when our memory connects with that person in spirit in joy, love and with affection, that thread becomes stronger, so the person on the other side can send back down messages that we will see, sense, feel or hear in some way.
Some people have told me that when they see a butterfly they know it is a certain person, the same type of bird that comes into their garden to visit them, and so on. We just have to connect the dots to understand.
Here is an example of someone who passed into spirit. The messages I received from them for their loved one covered many things including the sense that he would “show” himself as something floating, which I interpreted as something like a butterfly, bird, feather etc. Throughout the reading the color blue kept coming up through his memories, and because this soul was so loving and caring during their journey here on earth, they wanted to still be around in the lives of those they loved.
The person sitting there then shared that just recently a Blue Jay had been visiting their garden, and they had even said, “hey I think that is dad keeping an eye on us”. They asked “could it be him”? We looked at each other and smiled, she then connected all the dots from the reading to get her own confirmation.
Sometimes it isn’t always that simple, but when we are open, heart centred, we are more likely to sense that communication from spirit.
Because there has been an increased amount of uncertainty relating to this,due to people opening up spiritually, there seem to more questions than answers. Spirit has suggested I offer some insights to those opening up on their journey. Therefore I am pleased to offer a new service that I call Spiritual Clarity. It is a 30 minute phone or Skype session where you can ask whatever questions you like related to my work, opening up on your spiritual journey and so on.
Meanwhile I invite you to be open to receive your own connection with spirit, your loved ones who have crossed over to the other side in the vibration of love.
Vibrational Blessings, Debbie A. Anderson
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Don’t Let Life Drag You Down
For any of you that are still feeling the “drag” of energy since the Las Vegas shooting, please can I invite you to do these three vibrational things to boost your energy and the energy of those around you.
At this moment in time our world is yet again transitioning – changing up the energy. Testing us if you like! And yes, the tests will continue, it’s called LIFE.
Whenever you are wondering what comes next, take a moment to step into your energy, the beautiful vibration that placed you here right in this moment, reading this blog. You are part of the change, within yourself and your world. This moment was pre-determined when you wrote your contract of what you would do and be in this current life.
Do you have a choice? Yes, of course you do, but do you want to be in an awakened state or a sleeper?
I know which one I would choose and have chosen to be.
Vibrational Blessings, Debbie
The Black Telephone
Whether this story is true or not, it beautifully offers us the opportunity to accept that we are not always aware of the influence we can have on someone else’s life…..
When I was a young boy, my father had one of the first telephones in our neighbourhood. I remember the polished black case fastened to the wall. The shiny receiver hung on the side of the box. I was too little to reach the telephone, but used to listen with fascination when my mother talked to it.
Then I discovered that somewhere inside the wonderful device lived an amazing person. Her name was "Information Please" and there was nothing she did not know. "Information Please" knew anyone's number and the correct time.
My personal experience with the genie-in-a-bottle came one day while my mother was visiting a neighbor. Amusing myself at the tool bench in the basement, I whacked my finger with a hammer. The pain was terrible, but there seemed no point in crying because there was no one home to offer sympathy.
I walked around the house sucking my throbbing finger, finally arriving at the stairway. The telephone! Quickly, I ran for the footstool in the parlor and dragged it to the landing. Climbing up, I unhooked the receiver in the parlor and held it to my ear.
"Information, please," I said into the mouthpiece just above my head.
A click or two and a small clear voice spoke into my ear: "Information."
"I hurt my finger..." I wailed into the phone, and the tears came readily enough now that I had an audience.
"Isn't your mother home?" came the question.
"Nobody's home but me," I blubbered.
"Are you bleeding?" the voice asked.
"No," I replied. "I hit my finger with the hammer and it really hurts1"
"Can you open the icebox?" she asked. I said I could.
"Then chip off a little bit of ice and hold it onto your finger," said the kindly voice.
After that, I called "Information Please" for everything. I asked her for help with my geography, and she told me where Philadelphia was. She helped me with my maths.
She told me my pet chipmunk that I had caught in the park just the day before, would eat fruit and nuts.
Then there was the time Pete, our pet canary, died. I called, "Information Please," and told her the sad story. She listened, and then said things grown-ups say to soothe a child. But I was not consoled. I asked her, "Why is it that birds should sing so beautifully and bring joy to people, only to end up as a heap of feathers on the bottom of a cage?"
She must have sensed my deep concern, for she said quietly, "Wayne, always remember that there are other worlds to sing in."
Somehow I felt better.
Another day I was on the telephone, "Information, please!"
"Information," came the response in the now familiar voice.
"How do I spell fix?" I asked.
All this took place in a small town in the Pacific Northwest. When I was nine years old, we moved across the country to Boston. I missed my friend very much.
"Information, please," belonged in that old wooden box back home and I somehow never thought of trying the shiny new phone that sat on the table in the hall. As I grew into my teens, the memories of those childhood conversations never really left me.
Often, in moments of doubt and perplexity I would recall the serene sense of security I had then. I appreciated now how patient, understanding, and kind she was to have spent her time on a little boy.
A few years later, on my way west to college, my plane stopped over in Seattle. I had about a half-hour or so between planes.’ so I spent 15 minutes or so on the phone with my sister, who lived there. Then without thinking what I was doing, I dialed my hometown operator and said, "Information, please!"
Miraculously, I heard the small, clear voice I knew so well. "Information."
I hadn't planned this, but I heard myself asking, "Could you please tell me how to spell fix?"
There was a long pause. Then came the soft-spoken answer, "I guess your finger must have healed by now."
I laughed, "So it's really you," I said. "I wonder if you have any idea how much you meant to me during that time?"
"I wonder," she said, "if you know how much your call meant to me. I never had any children of my own and I used to look forward to your calls."
I told her how often I had thought of her over the years and asked if I could call her again when I came back to visit my sister.
"Please do," she said. "Just ask for Sally."
Three months later I was back in Seattle. A different voice answered, "Information. "I asked for Sally.
"Are you a friend?" she asked.
"Yes, a very old friend," I answered.
"I'm sorry to have to tell you this," she said. "Sally had been working part-time the last few years because she was not well. She died five weeks ago."
Before I could hang up, she asked, "Wait a minute, did you say your name was Wayne ?"
"Yes," I answered.
"Well, Sally left a message for you. She wrote it down in case you called. Let me read it to you."
The note said, "Tell him there are other worlds to sing in. He'll know what I mean."
I thanked her and hung up. I knew what Sally meant.
Never underestimate the impression you may make on others.
Whose life have you vibrationally touched today?
Posted by Debbie A. Anderson
Debbie A. Anderson
As we awaken the vibration within, so the healing begins and we learn to love and live.