The Top Ten Things Dead People Want to Tell You (9 page)

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HOUGHTS
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This process that holds intact the believability of your reality, while completely transforming it to mirror what you are energetically feeding it, is what “you,” God, set into motion in order to have the platform for your dramatic and emotional self-discovery. This process is how each moment of your life is revealed to you. Your life is your projection following these laws to achieve your purposes.

While it may be overwhelming at first, doesn’t this make more sense than “God works in mysterious ways”? Of course the logistics are incomprehensible to the tiny human brain. To perform such choreography means that all planetary events and circumstances must be orchestrated behind the curtains of time and space, in the unseen, considering all of the thoughts, objectives, and desires held by more than 7 billion people, which will then be funneled onto a presumed single time line where each person gets the closest equivalent to what they’ve been feeling, made “real,” and the numbers are crunched anew as each second of every day is revealed.

You can’t make this sh!t up.

Nor can you get much closer than this to intellectually grasping the true mechanics of manifestation. But
you can
see the evidence in your life as you begin to notice the seemingly uncanny resemblance between your worldview and what physically occurs, paying special attention to which comes first. And just as you might not know how a TV works or what happens when you press the remote button to change a channel, you can still know that it works and that you are the one giving the commands.

When you hold a vision in thought—tangible or intangible, cars or confidence—circumstances gradually realign, players and partners are assembled or scattered, and it’s drawn into your experience.
As if
by magic, except that it’s by universal law, this is how thoughts become things.

It’s the confluence of all this—all that you think, believe, and expect—that shapes your life
and death
. And just as a gold coin might lie on your horizon, so can and does all else you dwell upon, including new relationships, promotions, relocations, adventures, and more. Some of these will appear quicker than others, some won’t show up at all, and then there’ll be some surprises the logistics and choreography of which are far too complicated for the human mind to track—but not for divine mind.

And so, just as you will have
no mortal knowledge
of when a dreamed-of gold coin might arrive, the same is true of death. Yet when it does arrive, no matter how it does, it won’t be random and it will have been created by the one who moves beyond, because she was ready, the time was right, and the choreography was divinely managed.

Thinking the loss of a loved one was unfortunate, ill timed, sad, or an accident is to miss
the gift.

S
URVIVORS

All such gyrations, attractions, and manifestations, of course, take into account the survivors: loved ones and witnesses. It’s obviously not in the way survivors would ever consciously choose, but anyone who experiences the loss of a loved one is similarly ready. There are no accidents. It is seen as a probability that will be worth everything else that has come from the relationship. It’s better to have loved and “lost” than not to have loved—especially when nothing is really lost. The loved one’s passing wasn’t set in stone, but it was within a range of probabilities. It may have hurt like “hell” and been among the least desired outcomes for those grieving, yet they, too,
were
ready:

To live life on new terms,

To raise the bar on understanding life’s “mysteries,”

To see through the illusions, and

To know that life is indeed beautiful, orderly, and full of love.

Thinking that the loss of a loved one was unfortunate, ill timed, sad, or an accident is to miss the gift and remain in the dark. It denies the perfection and order that are otherwise so abundantly obvious in every life—including its end.

From a Dearly Departed

Hi, Daddy!!

It’s Kaley!!! I’m fine!! I’m here!! I love you!!

Sorry about your car.
I know it’s me you miss, but still, very uncool about the train … LOL

Daddy, you told me everything happens for a reason, right? Well, I can’t explain the train, but I can explain … this … me, here.

Daddy, I got what I came for, to know I’m loved just as I am, that I never needed to justify my existence—you gave me that … Mom needed the grounding that only a believed-in loss can give … and you … if I hadn’t died, you would have.

I know you’d have traded places with me, but that’s not how it works. Nothing would have been gained.

You’ve been praying … haven’t you? A lot. Every day.

You never prayed before, ever. Did you? You once said God was “wishful thinking.”

But your prayers have been heard! You’re reading this, aren’t you?!

Daddy, you’re “waking up” to new ideas that until my death you never would have considered. As far as you were concerned, they didn’t matter. You made me the only thing that mattered in your life and you stopped living your own. Now, because of the pain, you’re looking for proof that I survived because the alternative hurts too much. My passing has done this for you. You talk to God now.

Listen! God is talking back!

As your thinking expands, you’ll start to get that my passing wasn’t just for you, or for Mom, but mostly, it was for me. You’ll see that I got what I wanted—even more, given how much you loved me. You’ll get that I didn’t really die. That I’m well, I’m happy—there were no mistakes. Don’t question; don’t even try to understand. It’ll make sense for you in time, the way it has for me.

You’re starting to consider life’s spiritual side, and this will finally lead you to contemplating
your
spiritual side. This means everything, and while the grief feels like it might kill you, it’ll pass and you will live like you have never lived before. If I had stayed, none of this would have happened, and you would have died from the boredom, depression, and … ultimately … resentment when I couldn’t love you back in the same way.

You and Mom still have your lives ahead of you. We’ll always have all we ever shared in memories—which come back to life here in ways I can’t explain—and best of all, we have forever. That’s what I most want you to know. It may now seem hard to understand, but of all the new perspectives I have, I want you to know that we will see each other again.

“I love you more,”

Your Little Honey-Bunny

T
RUST
, F
AITH, AND
P
ATIENCE

A crowning achievement and manifestation of every lifetime is one’s time and method of passing, yet its probability, like all earthly creations, takes into account more variables than a human mind was meant to handle. Contrary to what your physical senses show you, every death is the product of great order, healing, love, and myriad other considerations that are cleverly orchestrated by the highest intelligence within you. And while these truths can be grossly distorted and misrepresented, it’s still worth sharing with those who will understand it, perhaps with the safeguard added: “If you’re still living, you’re not ready”—which is the next “thing” the dead want to tell you.

Being dead may be cool, but cooler still is to be alive in the jungles of time and space—which is why you are.