Wednesday, May 10, 2017

Crossing Over


Yesterday I spent several hours helping a person die and cross over. It's a significant part of my work as a pastor. I'm often sent to help people in this dying process. It's why I call myself a death coach. Over the years I've coached people as they die and let go. Yesterday was one of those days. I was compelled to go to the hospice where a person lay waiting to die. The timing was significant as I gently entered the room I found her on the edge of death.

At one point she almost let go, but instead, her body settled back into an equilibrium of distant, but gentle breaths, which meant that she would hold out for several more hours before letting go and crossing over. When this happens I begin meditating beside the bed to find the spiritual dimension of the person and encourage them, give them permission, to let go of any fear, and help them find their way across. It's one of the spiritual gifts that I've been given. It's one of the most significant parts of my work as a pastor. It's the work that I've been given to do. Yesterday, however, the person just couldn't let go.

After several hours of sitting with her I needed to leave, and often find that it's helpful to leave as sometimes a person needs to be alone to die. My intuition told me she needed to be with just her parents. Leaving the room was the best thing for me to do. Throughout the rest of the day, into the night, and through my dreams last night, I felt connected to her. When I woke this morning and began my morning meditation, I found myself continuing the work of helping her cross over. Let me share with you the vision and a phone call I received.

When I started meditating the Angels wanted me to be quiet and just sit. It was raining outside, a rare morning for Colorado. I was more than willing to just sit and meditate enjoying the sound of rain on the roof.

As I was sitting, slowly my Guardian Angel lifted me, and lifted me up into the darkness towards a huge ball of light. Out of the light a ladder emerged and I was to climb the ladder up towards the light. So I climbed, up and up, and up. As I did so I was immersed in the light and just hung there, suspended in crystal clear light. As always, it felt good, it felt light, it was a light that nurtured me.

Slowly the light subsided and I was suspended in darkness, but the darkness wasn’t frightening, it was the darkness of the cosmos. My arms began to expand into wings and my wings were able to embrace the cosmos. My wings stretched out, then in, then out, then in. I felt my heart beat in my chest and I was told that this is the heartbeat of the cosmos. I embraced the cosmos until I was told to continue on.

I moved through the darkness until there was a tunnel of light. I reluctantly entered the tunnel of light and swiftly became immersed in a worm hole and began falling, moving, and twisting through a tunnel of blinding light. After what felt like minutes I emerged from the tunnel into another brilliant white light. It was similar to the light at the beginning of the vision, yet somehow separate. Again, it was peaceful, it was holy, it was good.

I then realized I was to find my person from yesterday and help her through this light.

I found her almost immediately. I said, “Here, come this way.” I took her arm and guided her through the light. She was a little bewildered, but eventually began to relax and began to move, to fly to the distant heaven, the “More” from the previous vision that I had on Monday. I then stepped back into the light and was told to guide others.

In the midst of the light there was a long line of people that had just died that I met in the light.  They also were a bit bewildered, confused, but it was easy to step them through the light towards the distant heaven. After a length of time, I was told to allow the Angels cross people over and I was to stand and watch the angels do their work. They led masses of people, more than I could count, across the light to the heavens. I struggle for the right words; it was amazing, moving, inspiring, to watch the angels do their work.

After what seemed like an infinite time, but was only minutes, I was settled back into the place where the vision began. As always, I prayed for the woman, my family, for the people on my list, and my meditation came to an end.

What do I make of the vision?

I believe that todays' vision is connected to Monday's vision. The vision from Monday of the heaven that is, "more than what we can imagine" was a preparation for my work yesterday, and this morning. 

I believe this mornings vision; the ladder, the light, the cosmos, the worm hole of light, and then emerging into the light where souls cross, was to help the woman from yesterady find her way across.

What is moving is just as I was writing this blog, just minutes ago, the family called me to let me know that she passed away last night. The vision that I had of finding her this morning is confirmation that I was able to help her finish her process of crossing over to the distant heavens.

I don't find this shocking, amazing or coincidental. I know that this morning's vision was my Angels sending me to help her soul find it’s way across the light to the heavens. Maybe I was a familiar face, a familiar person that she needed to find her way.

I find this work that I do helping people die, passaway, and cross over, moving, humbling, and significant. It's what I do. It is the gift that I've been given, I cherish it and use it to the best of my ability.

The visions that I have, while unique for me, are not unique in general. Visions, vision work, are waiting for you as well. The work that is waiting for you is just as significant as the work that I do. You need to open yourself to your Guarding Angel to allow them to teach you, guide you and prepare you. You have been given spiritual gifts. Your Angels will empower you and your gifts to bring them to fruition. My Angels say to you that there are so many more people that are needed to engage their visions. Open yourself to your Angels and your visions. Your Angels are waiting, your work is significant, it is waiting for you.  

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