Becoming a Believer
Being a “believer” can mean many things for many people. What I want to tell you about is the one experience that moved me from Atheist to Spiritualist in less than ten years.
Now you may choose to skip this piece, simply because of the word Spiritualist and your own beliefs that dismisses this unseen world. I’m okay with that. I never force my beliefs on others. But I will say that you will miss out on an interesting story.
My mother died in 1975 when I was 15 years old and I began to feel that she was around me at times. I felt her presence guiding me, even though during those moments I was unsure if I was doing the right thing. However, I remained an avowed Atheist.
Then in 2013, while my husband had already moved to California and was waiting for my daughter and I to follow him, I secretly contacted a psychic medium.
I gave her no information previous to or during my reading except my name from the booking and credit card. I had virtually no online presence. When you googled my name you would find a Facebook page with no posts, or work related items on my previous employers’ websites; with no mention that I was no longer employed there.
The reading was fascinating. Not everything made sense to me at the time, but what did strike me was some of things she said about my parents (both were deceased by this time) and that she saw us moving to a coast in the US. Perhaps there really is something to this “other side”.
A couple of years later, I decided to reach out to another medium. By that time I had been researching life after death and near death experiences, reincarnation and the ability to contact the spirit world. One of the books I read was “Messages of Hope” by Suzanne Geisemann, a former U.S. Navy Commander. It chronicled her own journey into the world of mediumship. It was through those books that I heard of an organization named The Forever Family Foundation. Whose mission states: “Where science and spirituality work hand in hand to bring comfort to the bereaved”. On their site was a list of certified psychic mediums. Certified? Yes, indeed. Trained and tested in Spiritualist churches and University labs all around the globe. It is no longer only a scared art, but a science that now includes quantum physics, energy studies and brain research.
So in 2015 I looked through that list and found a woman living in Los Angeles. I reached out to her for a reading and found her to be very well organized and informative in preparing me for reaching my loved ones in spirit.
It was fascinating and exhilarating. She brought through both my parents as well as a grandmother, an Aunt and spoke to me about my spirit guides. I took copious notes because while she was talking my brain could only process a small part of what she was telling me. She also predicted an event that came true approximately two weeks later. At the end of the reading I told her that although I always felt my mother’s presence, I was still a sceptic, because like most other people, if I couldn’t see it, hear it, taste it, feel it etc. it could not be real.
She advised me that I could always speak to mother, which I had done in my mind, but she said to speak out loud and be very clear what I was asking her for. Later that year it was Mother’s Day and I thought it would be a great day for that proof I was looking for. So, I asked her to bring me a sign. A concrete sign…not butterflies or dimes on my walkway, please.
The next day, I was home alone and just finished cleaning the bathroom adjacent to my bedroom. I had gone into the WC and when I finished up and returned to the sink I was shocked to see an object on the counter. I picked it up and examined it closely, turning it to see all sides. It was a pinkish-beige stone vaguely in the shape of a heart.
As I held it in my hand, I felt an overwhelming sense of love and peace, then it hit me. In Jewish tradition when you go to visit a loved one’s grave, you place a stone on their headstone to indicate that you were there to pay your respects. So I then laughed out loud with joy!
Thus began my journey towards a new way of looking at the world. A world that included other dimensions where even though our physical bodies had disintegrated, our soul, the very essence of our being continues to live on. And now I know that in this second half of my life I will someday help others to find that path of peace and joy.
