Good blessing to you, my brothers and sisters. I cordially invite you now, to partake in a journey with me, that started a few months after the passing of my grandfather. Let’s take a moment, if you want to, and allow me to share that story to you all.
I was upset, as any young boy would be, and honestly unaware of what suddenly just happened to me. The one person who was a male figure to me in my life is gone. Where did he go? Why did he go? All the questions had answers from many others, who unknown to me at the time, were just trying to honestly help and make me feel better. It was a slow process of recovering from the loss. Everything seemed to slip away and adjusting to that loss for me was not going as well. It was a neighbor, where my grandparents lived at the time, and someone who I think was chosen to bestow great knowledge and wisdom to me from the heavens, who took the time to talk with me one day. Her words were soft, caring, and she was speaking of things I had not heard before. It was during this conversation that this very sentence, of encouraging words, was told to me.
“Pa Pa is not gone you know.” I called my grandpa Pa Pa. “You can speak to him, talk to him and see him again if
you want too. ”I was a bit uneasy for I know my grandpa was gone. I saw his lifeless body laying in a casket not more then a week prior. Unless my mom, grandma, aunts, uncles, other members of my family, church friends, personal family friends and the general public who knew my grandpa were all saying things that were not true to me he was gone. My grandpa was dead, and I knew it.
Well, we began to speak more and it was revealed to me that another world existed. One of spirits, one of special beings, and one that I could be a part of if I choose to be. I told the lady I wanted too. I wanted to speak to him and others. I, at that moment, didn’t know it, but I was going to choose a way of life that would take me many places.
I am sad to say the story stopped there. It was a month later that the neighbor would pass too. The stories, the knowledge, the time we spent together had ended, but I knew she was not gone. I knew one day we would see each other again. Time went, my grandma met a new friend, and that story of will have to wait of course. Perhaps you can ask me sometime and I will share it with you.
Well, onward we go. Life went on, life was lived, life was great, and today I can look back and remember the things the neighbor had said to me in fact now I am an investigator of that very same world I was shown then, but I will leave it up to you to discover more about that as you tour my site, and may I now say, good discoveries to you my friend.
I was upset, as any young boy would be, and honestly unaware of what suddenly just happened to me. The one person who was a male figure to me in my life is gone. Where did he go? Why did he go? All the questions had answers from many others, who unknown to me at the time, were just trying to honestly help and make me feel better. It was a slow process of recovering from the loss. Everything seemed to slip away and adjusting to that loss for me was not going as well. It was a neighbor, where my grandparents lived at the time, and someone who I think was chosen to bestow great knowledge and wisdom to me from the heavens, who took the time to talk with me one day. Her words were soft, caring, and she was speaking of things I had not heard before. It was during this conversation that this very sentence, of encouraging words, was told to me.
“Pa Pa is not gone you know.” I called my grandpa Pa Pa. “You can speak to him, talk to him and see him again if
you want too. ”I was a bit uneasy for I know my grandpa was gone. I saw his lifeless body laying in a casket not more then a week prior. Unless my mom, grandma, aunts, uncles, other members of my family, church friends, personal family friends and the general public who knew my grandpa were all saying things that were not true to me he was gone. My grandpa was dead, and I knew it.
Well, we began to speak more and it was revealed to me that another world existed. One of spirits, one of special beings, and one that I could be a part of if I choose to be. I told the lady I wanted too. I wanted to speak to him and others. I, at that moment, didn’t know it, but I was going to choose a way of life that would take me many places.
I am sad to say the story stopped there. It was a month later that the neighbor would pass too. The stories, the knowledge, the time we spent together had ended, but I knew she was not gone. I knew one day we would see each other again. Time went, my grandma met a new friend, and that story of will have to wait of course. Perhaps you can ask me sometime and I will share it with you.
Well, onward we go. Life went on, life was lived, life was great, and today I can look back and remember the things the neighbor had said to me in fact now I am an investigator of that very same world I was shown then, but I will leave it up to you to discover more about that as you tour my site, and may I now say, good discoveries to you my friend.