Visitation

She had gone through a regression to a life as an architect,  living in one of her own buildings, so literally living within the walls of her own imagination. A male in that life, it had ended peacefully with much progress made towards understanding  and embracing  creativity in life. But it was the Between Time that had the most impact on her. As she was moving through the light and color, she heard someone calling her name—“Mom, Mom.” Then she saw her son, his body fully restored and able to run to her. They talked for a time. As her guide through the regression, I watched her face, her radiant smile and asked her if she wanted to stay here for a while longer. She nodded yes. When she was ready to move on, it was without regret or reservation. She truly was able to let go, knowing that there are no real goodbyes.

She still misses her son and wishes he were with her here on earth. But being able to spend that time with him gave her great peace.

For another client, he’d never had a chance to say goodbye to his brother killed in a freak accident. The suddenness of the loss had trapped him in his grief. In his session, he was shown what had actually happened to his brother on the day he died. He felt the helplessness of the people around him and the frustration of the ambulance crew. Then he met up with his brother in his safe place we established at the beginning of the hypnotherapy session, a beautiful beach. Like the client before, he was able to spend time, as much time as he needed, saying goodbye. When it was time to let go, he too could do so without a trace of reservation in his voice. He reports to me now that though he still misses him terribly, he doesn’t feel so stuck in the sadness.

I attended a gallery event a couple of years ago with a psychic medium. It seemed many of the messages from departed loved ones were simply, “I’m fine. I love you.”  Some were disappointed not to get more detailed information. But I thought of it differently. What if you were suddenly taken and put behind a fence, no longer able to be with your family? They could come and see you, but only for a few minutes.  What would you say to them? Would it be “Remember the diamond ring I gave to you?” or would it be, “Don’t worry about me. I’m fine here. I love you.”

Knowing that there is no real separation and experiencing it from the depths of the place where we are all connected—the superconscious—can bring such healing and help us to move on with the life we are here to live fully. Having a chance to spend time, to hold hands through the fence, sustains us in the promise that in truth the fence is only an illusion and will one day disappear completely.