When someone you love is no longer in physical form, connecting with them on the other side is natural and easy. By following the pathway or energetic cord of your love, you can find your loved one right where they always were: in your conscious awareness, your energy field, and your heart.
We are not limited by our physical bodies, time, space, or anything else. We are each facets of the eternal, and we are more alike than different.
This video explains the dynamic of connecting with a deceased loved one, and guides you through a simple meditation that will allow you to make contact.
Of course, this is not a substitute for grief counseling, and it is not a way to escape your pain. It is simply a way to locate the loved one’s essence, and to commune with them in a place beyond space and time.
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Did you try this meditation? How did it go? Please share in the comments.
Dawn Martin-Brown says
Hi,our family recently lost our dog,Sadie Rose,after 13 years. It’s only been two days since we decided to euthanize her,and I still don’t know if it was right decision. I cared for her these past two weeks,sure we would beat this together,she’s been through many trials in her life, yet somehow conquered each and every one,although there were a few close calls. Somehow I missed her symptoms,at a crucial point in her disease(pyometra with kidney failure), attributing symptoms to old age like rest of us. After 3weeks,was unable to jump into my bed to snuggle,so we built her a step. Then the frequent urination and incessant thirst,but she still ate meals(usually ours) and loved her cheeks. Always up for fetch with one of her nearly 60 “babies”,stuffed animals she loved to sleep with,squeak,hide..knew exactly which one she wanted and gave each baby it’s turn to come out of her toy box(s). I am sorry to ramble on,but you see she was my best friend for all those years, I had moved across the country to be with my Grannie,who had raised me most of my early years,and had been diagnosed with cancer. She passed away not long after,and I was living with my new boyfriend in an unfamiliar place with nobody I knew or loved for 1000 miles. Worse yet, I was terribly sick-I had nearly 300 lesions all over my body,all 85lbs of it(120lbs avg normal weight)and had lost third of my hair as well as having my skin turn the shade of green one only finds in a sanitarium. After seeing over a dozen doctors ,who more or less said I was just shy of crazy, I stopped trying and started hiding,embarrassed,in pain and so alone. My relationship was up and down,til he decided he wanted a puppy for his bday,mind you,we weren’t kids,both of us were nearly 40! So,in March 2007, I drove us to pick up his choice,a 3mth old female Australian Shepherd pup,last of her litter,all wild-eyed and white-fluff. She and I sat in backseat of my VW,he drove,while I soothed and held and cleaned vomit from her little face. So it began. Two weeks later,she was diagnosed with parvovirus,and I knew right away by the smell,its unmistakable. I told him this isn’t fixable,we need a vet,and after couple days watching me carry her out to potty and vomit,she was so weak and scared, he called to make her appt.They said she had 30% chance of making it,and that was in the ICU with IV,no guarantees. Four days later and almost $800,she was ready to come home,and my life had changed. I loved her,more than I knew possible,and it’s grown stronger every day since then. This is first time I have been able to reminisce.I appreciate your kindness and patience. Actually, I probably won’t even send this email,its much too lengthy,but I need to do this,or my heart will surely break. Sadie and I bonded,but I love animals,always have,especially dogs,so I wasn’t surprised when she slowly became mommy’s girl. She was a bit too protective,a fierce defender and a super sweet lap dog. Even at 60lbs she often snuggled up on my lap,tucking her head under my chin and a paw on each shoulder,staring into my eyes forever sometimes. Yup this is definitely sounding borderline weird,but I can’t stop or I may not have courage to speak of her again,and right now I want to remember everything. Before all the guilt and emptiness takes hold again. You see, I wanted to keep fighting,I kept reassuring her she was strong and wasn’t done with life yet,spring was coming, squirrels needed chasing,another camping trip,just us girls,but I never heard even one “hell yeah” from her. But really,in all these years, I asked a thousand questions,and was still waiting for her answer,any answer,so I was being ridiculous,right?! Of course we were on same page! Before long, I was constantly cleaning her up,after each injection,which caused horrible cramping in her uterus,and choking vomit within 45seconds of administration. Then there was the slow progression of both back legs becoming unusable,that was all in less than a weeks time. She and I spent everyday,all day,together,good and bad,for 12yrs,yet I couldn’t see she was tired and humiliated,hurting. Three days ago, I stopped the injections. She smiled. We spent all day reminiscing. I tried to stay dry,but tears sometimes can’t be helped. She knew that because she cried too. Throughout the process of my Sadie girl dying,it was an emotional rollercoaster. That day was no different,there was an hour of intense effort on her part to walk again,to eat her chewy and throw her baby to me to fetch,lol. But it ended in sadness and the realization it wasn’t going to be,not ever again. So two days ago her Daddy and Sissy and I drove her to the vet,to check on her “progress”,which was only the “progression” of kidney failure. She lay so proudly in the backseat,on the way there,holding her baby and her chewy. For a minute I let myself believe she wanted to keep fighting,and thank goodness Daddy had voice of reason,even through his tears I knew what he was trying to tell me,quiet down, it was time to say goodbye. And we did,over and over til her heart beat the very last time.
I am not able to explain why I cannot let myself relax and truly believe I can reach her through any means, I sincerely tried the meditation above,and for brief moment I saw her running and smiling and so young I hardly recognized her,and at this time I began to get feverishly hot from inside out,but it passed within a minute or so. Then I had urge to write this email,again I apologize,its really really way too long! But I don’t feel any connection or peace,just heartache. She’s buried right beyond my kitchen window,but I refuse to go outside to visit her grave. Not yet at least. Even the curtains are drawn and I have made it clear they are to stay closed. How can I find peace and more importantly,how can I be sure she is happy,safe or anything at all? I have never lost my Faith, I was raised by Christians,and I have whittled my own religious beliefs around theirs,but a bit more simplified version of God’s expectations,though still a Christian nonetheless. I have lost five of my dearest friends and family,within these past five years. My Faith never left me, I will admit I was confused and angry sometimes. So how can Sadie,a dog,a pet, cause me so much grief that I question God,and Heaven and our purpose? I begged for a sign or a miracle and finally for a chance to know she’s happy,not at peace,she deserves happy dammit. But nothing, so that must mean there’s nothing? This is it? I am in a dilemma,a catch 22,or whatever the saying is.. I must either believe God is so sure of himself that he ignores cries of his faithful believers to send a simple sign,and in return I get to go to Heaven and see my beloveds-assuming God has a place in Heaven for dogs,who knows?? Dogs are innocents,as are children,so it’s only fair,right? Now let’s see,that just leaves me one other choice,and if I refuse to believe God is so callous then it must mean there is no God,which means no Heaven and no reunion. No happy place for Sadie Rose. And finally, there is a God who can be merciful,to someone somewhere,and I have Faith this is all justifiable,shut out that voice in my head that says no way could I follow such a cruel deity,once again landing me nowhere near to Heaven and my loved ones. Guess I am lil tired, I am officially rambling. Just thought I would share with you the things that make me go hmm.
Any advice on overcoming my aversion to meditation would be most helpful,as I am always eager to learn and grow. Take care,and very interesting and informative site, thank-you!
Tess Whitehurst says
Dawn, I’m so sorry for your loss. There are guided meditations on my site you may like to try. Brightest blessings and lots of love.
Gail Dillard says
Dawn, I just saw this. How are you now? I noticed in your post that you did have a fleeting impression of Sadie Rose, and I hope you have had more as time passes and your own health improved. Sometimes in grief we can get lost in the tall weeds of this world but there is comfort. Gail