THE GIFT

I sat in my acid green recliner, "the throne," as I often refer to it.  I was gearing up for a relaxing day off.  The plan was to catch up on emails, make some appointments, work on my book and maybe read a little, then go to an appointment I had that afternoon and then I had plans for that evening.  Now I should have known that something was up when my mom (who is crossed over) told me to cancel my afternoon appointment.  But I didn't question her, I just cancelled it even though I had no idea why I needed to. It was my day off.  Now anyone who knows me knows how seriously I take my days off.  The work I do requires them as it can be very draining at times.  So I have learned to set very strict boundaries about my days off being just that.  Of course anyone who also knows anything about the "biz" I'm in also knows that sometimes, the HP (higher power) has another plan and those of us who are psychics and mediums, must answer those calls regardless of a day off or not.

The day started as planned.  I was making appointments, I got to read some, caught up with a friend.  Just as I was about to go into the writing zone, I saw an email response from a young man who I will call "Eddie" (to respect his privacy) who had requested an in person reading.  I'm booked well into November at this point so I gave him my next available date sometime in mid November.  Eddie very nicely responded back that while he would take that time slot he would also like to do the "ask one question" service that I offer because his father is in hospice care and he wasn't sure that his dad would live until our appointment. Something didn't feel right to me to charge him for the one question and then have him come for the reading.

That's when my mom stepped in.

Now as you know, my mom, Mary, has been crossed over since 2003 and is still a hugely active part of my life.  She told me to move Eddie's appointment up and make it sooner.  So I emailed him a closer date, but just as I hit send on the email, mom said, "No,that's not good enough," give him a much closer date.  So I emailed him back and told him to come "tomorrow" (which would have been today.)  I already had 5 readings scheduled, but since mom said to do it, I would add a 6th.  Eddie accepted the date and thanked me.  But once again, mom said, "Still not good enough, you must see him today."  My heart began to pound.  I knew that something was happening bigger than I knew and felt on a mission to help it out whatever it was.  So, once again, I emailed him and this time asked, "Can you come this afternoon?"  He said, "Yes."

As I was getting ready for our reading, I got a visit from some Speople (spirit people.)  First I met an older couple which would turn out to be Eddies maternal grandparents who wanted to let mom know that they were there with her during this difficult time and then I met an older woman who was Eddie's dad's grandmother (but like a mother) and dad's dad who wanted everyone to know that they were all watching over dad.  I got back on my computer and emailed this to Eddie so that he could pass it along to his mom.

At one point I remember stopping and I asked my mom when this would happen, when he would cross.  I had a feeling but wanted to know for sure.  Now I never see "death," I never see when someone will cross because honestly I don't want to, it would be too much I think, but in this case, I wanted to know so I asked my mom and she said,  "On the same day that I did, not the same month but the date of the day."  I thought about it and remembered that she crossed on the 17 (of November ), I looked at the calendar and realized it was the 17 (of October.)  The same date, different month.  My heart jumped and I knew in my core why it couldn't wait until the next day.

Eddie arrived promptly at the time I had told him to come.  He sat through the reading taking very careful notes.  I do not normally remember readings, but my guides tell me that I'm being allowed to remember some general things from his for the purposes of helping others.  Eddie had great questions, he was on a mission to give his family an amazing gift.  The gift of peace.  His main question were about what they could do to make dad's crossing easy and peaceful.

It hit me like a ton of bricks at that moment I flashed back to right before my mom crossed.  I had been given the opportunity to "say goodbye" to her.  She and I had a long conversation, thanked each other for being who we are to each other and came up with a symbol that she would show me from the other side to let me know she was around.  Between my own experience and the guidance of Eddies grandparents, he now had all that he needed to guide his family through an extremely difficult time.

This morning, I awoke to an email that Eddie had written me at some point over night that began, "Hi Gemma, my dad just passed away..."  Eddie went on to say that his family got to do many of the things we'd discussed and that he felt that his dad's crossing was very peaceful which I confirmed with his grandparents that in fact he'd arrived safely and peacefully on the other side.

I sat and cried for a long while this morning.  I dunno, for many reasons I suppose.  For Eddie and his family.  For the amazing display of love that this incredible young man showed to them.  For the magnitude of this whole experience.  For the blessing of my mom.  And most definitely for truly understanding why they call this crazy little thing I do a "gift."

This all just happened so I don't even have a "So listen up peeps," to say because to be honest I'm still blown by it all and haven't gotten to sit in the bigness of it yet... I probably will tonite after my readings.  I just know (and I told Eddie) that I wanted to share it with you.  I know that somehow he knew that in participating with his dad's crossing, he could give his family (his dad included) a priceless peace and I'm so proud of him for this.  I know and am sorry that they feel pain and will miss him in physical form, but what an unbelievable example this is of how life goes on and how we can continue to interact with our Speople.  Think about it... Loved ones (from both sides) came together to assure the most loving peaceful crossing ever. Wow... What a gift!

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