We seem to edge nearer to the edge of the edge…and a new beginning is dawning — Scott, Journal Continue Reading →
Seattle Moonrise 1996 P. Crockett Let me tell you again and you'll really get it eventually you were there Continue Reading →
By Paul Hampton Crockett
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November 22, 2008 – 3:09 pm |
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Tagged animal spirits, being guided, friendship, healing, Journey, Love, magic, new chapter, Seattle, the healing power of art, vortex
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Time is not an issue it just is a construct it's not important Most important realize that the space between Continue Reading →
By Paul Hampton Crockett
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October 5, 2008 – 6:03 pm |
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Tagged angel, channeled writing, connection, contact, eternity, grieving, inspire, mate, message, relationship, Soul, soul connection channeled writing message inspire conta
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And death marches in on tiptoes… And a year of uphill climbing Crumbles in an instant… And the future careens Continue Reading →
Despite the recurring dark anguish in my life, it seemed that as my path unfolded I was being given message after message, clue after miraculous clue, a key to every lock, just as I was ready to receive and to use them. I suppose spiritual awareness, like grief, is a process into which one must grow, sufficiently vast to require time for processing and for healing. A few weeks later, on a day
By Paul Crockett
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August 12, 2008 – 5:23 pm |
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Tagged Aftershocks, angel, breakthrough, channeled messages, comfort, contact, Grace, Jesus, legacy of love, Love, message, reassurance, soul touch, synchronicity
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I am living in peace I feel centered and aware of my higher nature with every breath I take I Continue Reading →
And I hate to tell you this but I think you are going to meet somebody else.” Only weeks after Scott’s death, his love and loss my obsession, her words took me by surprise. “I really believe that he is in some way reaching you for this purpose,” she went on. “He’s the one that’s putting someone with you, so that you can go on. He’d be quite happy about it. You’ll never forget him. You’ll always hold him in your heart, but the love that you have to share he would like you to give to another, he really would. This is what he’s feeling. ‘Go on and then, when you meet, you’re not going to lose a thing, you’re not going to lose an ounce of that love.’”
On a deeper level, Scott’s brief communication offered a message of healing in another important way. During the years we made our way through life together, we had faced everything as a team. All of life’s joys were made sweeter in the sharing, and the inevitable slings and arrows softened by the shield of our love. But yet there I had been on the morning of Scott’s passing, left unable to share this most momentous of experiences with him. I had seen him all the way through, bearing witness to the crowning “experience of a lifetime,” but now felt keenly the depths of my isolation. More than ever before I longed to be with him in this experience, to talk it through with him, to somehow help soften its impact in the sharing. But death had slammed the door shut on me, and hard, leaving me unable to do so.
By Paul Hampton Crockett
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July 18, 2008 – 2:41 pm |
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Tagged breakthrough, communication, communion, contact, fear, life ater death, loss, Love, medium, message, psychic, realizations, spiritual healing
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But everything was different now. I knew Scott was dead, yet also felt a strengthening sense that he was not gone. I longed for nothing more than the communication that was conceivably now so important to the both of us, and heard Daviea’s words with a new openness.
By Paul Hampton Crockett
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July 17, 2008 – 7:07 pm |
Also posted in Death, from loss to healing, grief, Love
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Tagged breakthrough, contact, crisis, Death, friendship, grief, heart, loss, love of friends, medium, psychic, seeker
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