G48: the Divine Interrupt…Post 2

 I met David in the Summer of 2009. He had come to the first meeting of our Edgar Cayce study group. He had decided not to come, but something told him at the last minute that he needed to. We dated for a few weeks before he showed me a video of him playing lead guitar at the Whiskey-A-Go-Go in Los Angeles. He shared some of the songs he had written and explained what they meant to him. I loved being with David. I felt like I could tell him anything. He was humble, honest and kind. Best of all, he loved God. Not in a religious sense, though he was active in church, but in a knowing that God is there for all of us to connect with if we choose to go inward. His relationship with God, initiated through Rehab and AA, saved him from alcoholism when he was just 28 years old.

 David’s younger brother, Jeff, passed away in 2004, right after their band finished their first album. Jeff had been in a wheelchair for several years after breaking his back in a motorcycle accident. The loss of his brother was unbearable for David for the first couple of years. He found comfort in meditation, and connection with, and service to, others. He had a strong support group at church, in AA and with his many other good friends. Then in November 2009, his mom passed. As David was telling Jason, the funeral director and good friend from church, that we would have the service in Franklin, Carolyn was in my head, saying No, Judy, don’t let him do it! We need to stay here!  It was uncomfortable, but I pulled David aside and told him what his mother had just said. He didn’t say anything. He just turned back and continued with his conversation. My heart sank. I felt embarrassed and regretted saying anything. After we left, he said that he didn’t want to go against his family’s wishes. On our way home from the Franklin service a few days later, he admitted that he wished we had done as Carolyn had asked.  

The next month, we drove to Tinker Air Force Base to spend Christmas with my son. Heading west, we hit a terrible blizzard. It was a white knuckle, and very slow, drive for the last ninety miles or so of the trip. We could only see about fifteen feet in front of us, with the snow covering the side windows and icing up the wipers. We focused on the road ahead and had to stop every few minutes to bang the ice off the wipers. I don’t know about David, but I was praying just about the whole time! I think we both might have surrendered that night as we were clearly not in control of this situation.  Finally, after briefly connecting with my son, we made it safely to the hotel and had a good sleep. The next morning, David woke me up excited. Honey, oh my God, you’re not going to believe this! I just had a dream and I saw Jeff! But it wasn’t a dream, I was really with him! We were in an interview room. Momma was sitting in the corner at a table and Jeff was in the middle of the room in his wheelchair. I kept trying to hug him. I was grabbing him and telling him “brother, it’s really you!” and he kept pushing me away saying “brother, brother, stop it, stop, listen to me, listen! You, me, this chair, everything, it’s all just the way it’s supposed to be! Everything is exactly like it’s supposed to be!”. And then they kicked me out! I don’t know who THEY were, but they kicked me out!

In 2012, David began channeling. First it was the Apostle Paul, then Jeff. Then They showed up in dramatic style in the wee morning hours. We were awakened by the computer suddenly blaring a documentary about the Buddha, Sidhartha, when he met his wife, Yasodhara. Once we got over the shock of the computer turning itself on at full volume, they announced themselves and spoke through David with instructions to prostrate and pray for anointing. Their words were strong and authoritative, yet I became suspicious of their information and was about to call “B.S.” and quit. Just then I received a message in my own mind that this was for David. He needed this for his own psychology. I continued with their instructions, still wondering if they were who they said they were, Divine beings, messengers of God. Not believing them I could have quit, but, what if I was wrong?  I’ve heard the voices, received their information, and had validating connections through other Mediums. I know without question that we can connect with loved ones on the other side, and with a higher intelligence. I knew it was something bigger than us. I could feel them. Along with David, I came to trust them.

David and I both grew up in dysfunctional families. The psychological effects of negativity, apathy, and abuse of children have devastating implications. In adulthood, it causes them to make painful, self-sabotaging decisions based on false beliefs about themselves, usually causing them much suffering unless they find their way to their inner being and Divine loving guidance. My first husband, Bud, was my wake-up to a new reality. We married within a year, before I realized he was an alcoholic. I later discovered he was also an addict. He developed a violent temper and when our sone was about 7 months old he held us hostage in my condo.  Once my resolve to get him out of my life was stronger than my fear of him, I sought a restraining order, got a divorce, and moved on with my life. I sought answers from the Divine, and gained a new understanding of the guidance and loving energy that’s around us. They left me the physical proof that I needed to believe that there’s a whole lot more going on than what I can see or touch. Bud got clean and sober for several years, but then relapsed and passed away from a drug overdose about nine years later. As David was channeling his people one afternoon, he started to flick my earlobe, something Bud used to do. His voice began to change, and my mind went into overload with confusion as I heard Bud’s voice coming from my husband. I was stunned and a bit freaked out. That turned to fear when David drew his hand back as if to strike me and said Now brace yourself!

This story is hard for me to wrap my head around at times, and it’s in the retelling that I realize how incredible a journey it’s been. I hope you’ll stay with me for the next post.