I’ve never been given ashes – human remains – to be used as a way to connect with a spirit person. And I really hope don’t do it again.
At a recent public message event, after bringing forward loved ones in spirit for several members of the audience, I asked if anyone had pictures of their loved ones. I like to do this as a way to doing something different and change the energy of the evening. Plus, I like the way holding photos of the person who has passed helps me tap into that person’s essence.
Most of the several dozen women in the audience reached into their purses for photos, or brandished their pictures on their cell phones. One lady in the front row offered me a necklace holding a pendant that looked like a small silver capsule. Thinking she was asking me to do psychometry – getting a reading from an object that was once close to someone who has passed – I accepted the necklace, held the capsule in my palm and—
Immediately, I felt heat: a low-energy warmth on my palm like the subtle burn you get from realizing you’re spending too much time under a hot sun.
“What is this?” I asked the woman, trying hard not to show the woman a shocked expression.
“Those are his ashes,” she said.
Someone gasped. Then the room went silent.
I thrust the necklace back to its owner and said, “I can’t hold this.” I thought of the times I had seen on the TV show Ghost Adventures, where people whose houses were beset by paranormal problems because they were keeping the ashes of a friend or family member in an urn or wooden box.
I turned to walk away. Then I stopped.
Suddenly, I was overwhelmed with visual and sensory impressions. In my mind, I saw a young man and felt he had passed from complications due to diabetes. He was a good friend to the woman with the necklace. “And what’s this about twins?” I asked the necklace owner, after hearing that word in my mind.
The woman laughed and brushed a tear from an eye. “He was so close to my husband, our friends called them twins,” she said, then chuckled again. “What’s so funny, is that he was black, and my husband is white.”
This time, everyone in the room laughed. I don’t remember the messages I brought through from the “twin” in spirit – I seldom do – but the woman was grateful to hear from the fellow. I then brought spirit people through for a few other people who had had photographs, then called it a night.
The woman with the necklace thanked me afterwards, and I couldn’t take my eyes off the silver capsule dangling from the silver chain around her neck. Driving home later, I couldn’t help ruminating on the idea that, after 45 years of this work, and thinking there wasn’t much that was new to me – spirit proved me wrong. The evening had provided me with a good experience, a learning moment. I thanked my guides for the novel opportunity.
Then told them, “Once is enough. Thank you!”
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