G48: The Divine Interrupt…Post 4

When you’ve had experiences that pull the rug out from under your foundation of traditional beliefs, you can’t go back to business as usual. I was a sensitive child, and struggled to fit in, especially with my dad and step family. When I was eleven, I felt a comforting hand on my left shoulder after receiving some pretty harsh words from my father. I turned to see who was there but no one was behind me. I wondered about reality. Is our current experience real, or is there somewhere else that is more real? After my mother passed, I had dreams with her and others in spirit. She showed me that she wasn’t perfect, and that she will always love me. In my late twenties, during another dark time in my life, I started to notice more physical signs that I had others in spirit around me. It wasn’t unnerving, but comforting for me. They loved me enough to show me I wasn’t alone. I began dream journaling during this time and was able to recall several dreams each morning, in great detail. I gained much insight from the dreams and they helped me feel more connected.

After moving to Nashville in 1993, I had more lucid dreams and physical signs of spirit. My four-year-old son had come into his room where I was cleaning. As I turned to respond to him, the helium balloon that I had just inspected to be sure he couldn’t climb up to try and retrieve it from high up in the vaulted ceiling of the living room, was now hovering right behind him. Over the next several years, I occasionally heard an audible voice call my name. My dreams were becoming more prophetic. In one dream they showed me that one of our mares would have twins and in another that a water main would be installed through the middle of our 100 acre farm. Both of these came true.

In 1998 I was given a dream in which my first husband, Bud, whom I had divorced eight years prior, was illuminated, wearing a Hawaiian shirt, looking healthier and happier than ever. Ten months later, he crossed over. I was receiving more information that I could validate. To my detriment, I didn’t always pay attention to the warnings. These were usually feelings rather than audible information. Not bad feelings. They were more like a feeling that I should do something, yet I didn’t move in that direction. I’m sure that’s pretty common for most of us. They sometimes poked fun at me, or dropped a clever comment to get me to laugh. They have a great sense of humor! I took for granted that they were there, a normal part of my life. They are my people, the same as what David later called his Holy Spirit. You have yours too!

We don’t come to the planet alone. We have a team of guides and/or family that are here to assist, to keep us safe, to comfort us and give us direction when we need it and ask for help. Think of a time when a potentially fatal incident was averted for you and you can’t explain how. Or perhaps you got a strong desire to go somewhere that you hadn’t intended, and there you met someone that changed your life. Was there something else that happened, against all odds, that saved you or made your life significantly better? We call these miracles, but they’re a normal part of life if we’re willing to accept that we get assistance from the other side. I left several links in my post Life After Loss: Embracing Signs from Transitioned Loved Ones that share NDE interviews, research, and grief support for grieving parents. This information shows that there’s undeniable proof of the continuation of life, of God’s pure unconditional love and that we are all part of God.

When David’s brother, Jeff, started coming through, it was a much stronger connection than anything I had experienced. He spoke through David and communicated with us on a very personal level about things going on in our lives, and about things that happened to David and him when they were young. He showed David why he had struggles with anger and frustration, and how very good David was. David cried when the subject of his goodness came up. He didn’t want to believe it, but I knew. David was a very caring and loving man. Jeff scolded David for not writing music. He scolded me for treating David like a child. He scolded David for spoiling our Weimaraner, Christian. He praised us for what we were doing well, and pointed out what we needed to work on. He didn’t make us feel bad, he just told us like it was so we could do better. It was always a loving exchange. Jeff stayed with us for a few weeks, until the night the computer came on with the story of the Buddha. (see G48: The Divine Interrupt…Post 2) This is when the big guys showed up!

David did start writing more music after Holy Spirit arrived. He wrote several new songs, and tweaked a few of his older ones, with their help. They wanted a twelve song album. Once the songs were ready, they had us register them with the Library of Congress, we locked up a CD of the recordings and lyric sheets, and we waited for further instructions. They had told David to quit the two bands he was playing with, and the part time job he had selling computer software. They told us on several occasions that one of his existing songs would sell and that would fund the new album project. They gave David and I all of the details on what to do and in what order. These details were repeated many times, I supposed so we would move fluidly through the process. We went through multiple practice trips to Nashville, even at times when they had us so broke that paying for gas and a cup of coffee was a big deal. I would fuss because we were wasting our time and precious little resources for these frivolous adventures. David wouldn’t say anything, he’d just let me vent till I realized that wasn’t helping and I had to trust. He trusted them, even though sometimes he didn’t like it, and I relented as well. They had a purpose for what they were doing.

Being broke was part of our training. They had David quit his job, and with the company I worked for at the time not closing transactions, my commission income was sketchy at best. On several occasions, when I did get a paycheck and was able to catch up on bills, there would be nothing left for food or gas. When we got to this point, Holy Spirit would soothe us and tell us everything is okay. And everything was okay. They showed us what to do to get through. We never told anyone how broke we were but somehow we always had money show up, either from friends or from some other source, if we really needed it. We learned to trust God. They showed us that we are taken care of and there’s never a need to freak out or stress when we think there’s not enough money. Our needs are always met. We only suffer from our own negative thoughts and catastrophizing. These times of being broke made us more resilient, more resourceful, and more patient. We learned the difference between wants and needs, being satisfied or suffering from lack. For me, these times were the best! It brought David and I much closer and it taught me that community is important for all of us to share love and support. Certain people hear the call when someone is in need, and they act on it. I appreciated their gifts, and even more that they listened to God’s inspiration to act. That gave me a lot of faith in the goodness of others. It also taught me that my worth as a human being is not based on how much money I make. We all deserve to thrive, and the Divine wants us to. Sometimes things are out of our control and we have to trust God more than we trust what’s going on around us. Love binds us together and we’re not alone in the world.

Every challenge leads to something amazing! Ask the Divine to show you clarity in whatever question is on your mind. You might get an answer right away or it might take practice to learn to hear or feel them. You might wonder if the answer is just you making something up, or if it’s Them. If you get the answer in your mind before you’ve finished asking the question, it’s likely your guides. If you want to have fun with them, make a game of it. Ask them questions that you don’t know the answer to but can validate. How tall is the Eifel Tower? How many states were in the US in 1842? How many sound decibels does a jet engine make? Wait quietly for the answer, but go with the first one you get. You’ll either hear it, or see it in your mind, or they may show you the answer in physical like getting you to notice a magazine or news headline at the right moment. If you know you don’t know the answer, and the answer you received is correct, you’ve got to ask yourself, where did that information come from if I didn’t know it myself? Don’t get too wrapped up in the game, it’s just for fun, not for anything life altering. If you ask for winning lottery numbers, you probably won’t get them. This is just to practice connecting with your Holy Spirit. If you get some validated results, please share in the comments so others can be encouraged too. I hope you enjoy!

I’ll share more details about Holy Spirit on my next G48 post. Thanks for taking the time to read my posts. Please leave your comments or questions below, and share this with anyone you think might find it useful. Remember…God for Eternity!