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5:55 p.m., June 12, 2015

By on Oct 3, 2016 in On Death | 0 comments

Woke from sleeping all day with a flu virus. The sky was bright deep gold. I felt Frank.

Sometimes life feels so far removed from death. They feel separate. They feel as though once you know life, you cannot know death until you are finished with life. Yet, they are so very close and the veil is probably the best metaphor. I am right there with you when you think of me – and just beyond the veil. I can know all the things that you are feeling and all the fears that you have, am a part of your thoughts and often in your mind to suggest a way to see something or a suitable metaphor for what you are going through. I know you feel this…It is me.

Gradually I came to see that I was distancing myself from my own Life. Not that I was nearing actual Death. But I was finding peace – true peace in a place of Transition. I was seeing my life as an extended Transition time. I was past the brilliantly accented colors of Life – with all its fury and beauty and laughter and pain. And I wasn’t yet stepping into the softer hues of the Afterlife, where Frank and so many other souls were. My place was walking the line between the two. It wasn’t easy to stay in that gentle place – the least thing could initiate a fear response that was entirely Life and Living based. But sometimes it was possible. It was a beautiful place to be.

Toward the end of 2015 there were many fear based distractions with a lawsuit pending, fear of loss of money…. The pain let me know I was fully entrenched in Life.

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