G48: The Divine Interrupt…Post 5

Early on, during our adventures with Holy Spirit, they taught me how to channel. They told me to just say what comes in my mind. Speak it out loud one word at a time and don’t worry about feeling silly. I did as they suggested, seeing and/or hearing individual words and speaking them out loud. At first the words didn’t make sense. I believe it was training for me to just speak out the words without my rational mind kicking in. It wasn’t long before I was channeling my people. Maybe it was the energy from David’s Holy Spirit, but it became effortless and seamless, once I let go. They were so funny, and the voice coming from me wasn’t mine. It had a slight Asian accent, just enough to know that it wasn’t me. They were loving, clever, and pragmatic, like an invisible life coach. They knew things that I didn’t. They knew what I needed in the moment. They were fun, they were engaged.

After a few weeks, I had to refocus my attention on work and I was often working long hours. Eventually, I quit channeling. I was busy, and I had David and his people. They were more tangible to me. I guess I trusted them more than I trusted me. Truth be told, I had become lazy. I was relying on something outside of me rather than going within, where my people were always patiently waiting. We all get wrapped up in our day to day lives. Many people completely miss their inner connection to Source. There’s nothing unique about David and me. We just listened and we trusted. I can assure you, you have that connection too. Your people are there. If you want to connect, or even just get a few moments of peace from your busy life, practice meditating. It’s not a big deal. Just start with sitting for five to ten minutes a day in quiet and stillness with your eyes closed. Look for the dark void or listen to a benign background noise to help clear your mind. Let the thoughts come and go. Your body will resist. Just settle it back down and assure it that anything it needs to do can wait. You’ll get better and better with practice. If you want to improve on your practice, you’ll be led, in perfect timing, to the next step that’s right for you. Pay attention in your day to day activities. Become aware of what you are doing in the moment. This will help center you and tasks will become more effortless and enjoyable. Give it a try!

Holy Spirit kept us in intense training the first few years. They kept us busy with church and other activities. David was teaching New Life Behavior classes at the jail, with a few prominent men from church, and teaching Wednesday night classes at church. He used various books for the church classes, all with Holy Spirit’s direction. They told him what books to use, and they had him highlight the paragraphs they wanted him to talk about. David would flip through pages and they’d tell him where to stop, and then what to highlight. David didn’t read the books, but some he was familiar with. Around 2013, they had him join the Masons with his dad, which was odd. They later had us join Edification with the church. I had already been teaching kids classes at church on Sundays and Wednesdays. In 2014, they had me join Eastern Star, and then the jail ministry in 2016. I didn’t want to do either, but I knew they had a reason. I realized later that those activities helped me on many levels, including losing my fear of public speaking, and of being in the spotlight.

They kept us incredibly busy, so much so that we enjoyed the relief that came with the COVID isolation. I loved having more time with David and his people. Things were seeming more surreal now, as if things were happening outside of anyone’s control. We were enjoying each day living in simplicity. I had managed to build some decent savings, particularly during 2020. I had also put on quite a bit of extra weight that was really troubling me. My business was becoming more challenging and stressful later in the year. I was burnt out and eager for something else to happen so I could quit. In the Fall of 2020, David began really questioning Holy Spirit about when I would start channeling again. This seemed to be really important to him. They just said “soon”. Holy Spirit started telling me that soon, I would love my husband like I’ve never loved him before, and that soon he would know everything about me. And, they said, you’ll lose that extra weight very soon, don’t you worry about it! I thought, great, one of David’s songs will finally sell and we’ll get the new album produced! Then on to the big project; the new family business with the boys that they had promised so many times before. They had been preparing us for this big event for several years. We eventually didn’t care any more. We became content with what was, and we surrendered everything else to the Universe. Whatever will be, will be.

One night in December, I dreamed I was in a house that was being remodeled. One curved wall was covered with shiny white alabaster carvings of flowers. There were two swimming pools, two dining rooms, a glass addition with lots of plants, two escalators, and my late friend Val, who had just passed earlier that year. In my dreams, two is significant, prophetic. There was a monk building a stone foundation in a hole in the back yard. I was discovering new things in the house while Val followed along with me, smiling wisely, but not saying anything. She looked stunning, with her golden red hair up in a french bun and gold floral jumpsuit, playfully walking backwards on an escalator. There were metal stairs outside leading up to a patio, a small pup that looked like our late dog, Sugar, and two men sitting on a bench near the top of the stairs. There were flowers that were glowing, alive with color and energy. The dream was significant, and I still remember it like I was just there. I was somewhere.

The next day, David said Holy Spirit told him we could go out to dinner, anywhere I wanted. I suggested Chinese, but then remembered David’s strict diet they had him on didn’t allow for Chinese. It’s fine, Judy, they said. Then we decided to watch Mulan after we got back from dinner. “Chinese date night!” I proclaimed. We used to spend our evenings in the main bedroom. I loved to listen to Holy Spirit tell stories while I laid on the bed and David sat on the office chair next to me till I dozed off from hearing his comforting voice. Then he would gently kiss me goodnight and slip out of the room. David had been sleeping in the guest room for a few years. He was a loud snorer, and he spent many late nights talking with Holy Spirit, reading, and watching documentaries with the dogs piled up on the bed next to him.

David got up out of the chair after we watched Mulan, and walked out to go to bed. He never just left before, and after reaching the doorway he came back and kissed me goodnight. Our dog, Maggie, was in bed with me, which was also unusual. About 12:45 am, I got up to use the restroom and heard David gasping for air behind the closed door of the guest room. He was collapsed on the floor, face down and ice cold from being on the floor. I was in a panic! I called 911 and got a blanket to cover him. The medics came quickly and I ran to put the dogs up, not wanting to leave David. I talked with his son on the phone, and watched one medic look through a dresser drawer while the others worked on David. Everything in my world was crashing in at that moment. That was my husband, my best friend, laying on the floor unconscious, his Holy Spirit silenced. I was alone. As the medics prepared to take David to the hospital, I heard my people say, “It’s go time!”