What happens when you die when you don't go to heaven?
people ask me where I get my ideas from and while this isn't an unusual
request for writers to answer my experiences are a little different. My
brother committed suicide when he was young. I was worried that he
hadn't passed over and I was right to worry. I had recurrent dreams
about him walking all alone in a wasteland, which felt like a lonely
dimension, hot, dusty and dry. I channeled and contacted him to ask him
if he wanted me to pray for him. His response was, "What for?" It was as
if he didn't know that heaven was an option. Some religions teach us
that the suicides don't go to heaven. I know that eventually he made it
there but it took many years and many prayers for him to cross over
I was reading for a fellow romance writer. Although I have her
permission to tell this story, I think it is pretty grim, so I'll leave
it up to her to weigh in. The romance writer's grandmother married her
second husband who sexually abused her daughter. In the end the daughter
had to go and live with relatives. When I first channeled for the
romance writer, I had a vision of a woman crawling down a corridor and a
man was kicking her. A male voice, which belonged to someone in
authority, spoke out. "What do you have to say for yourself?" The
woman replied, "I'm so ashamed."
Shocked I spoke to the romance writer and told her of my vision. She told me I had been holding her grandmother's ring.
a later period the romance writer had been having recurrent dreams.
This often happens when someone on the other side is trying to get a
message through. I asked the romance writer not to give me anything of
her grandmother because I didn't want to encounter this sad soul again.
However, despite my request, the romance writer gave me another piece of
her jewellery. The energy of one person feels different from another. I
recognised the energy of the grandmother soul immediately. This time
she was in a place which she couldn't leave. There was a guardian there
who didn't feel evil. It was simply the guardian's job to keep this
grandmother's soul in this place. The grandmother was terrified and
desperate to leave. I tried to pray for her but my own prayers felt weak
as if I didn't have any business in this place. I asked the romance
writer to pray for her and forgive her the sin of not protecting her
daughter from abuse. I don't know if she did. It takes real forgiveness
to do such a thing.
I won't read for this woman again.
I'm going to use a short excerpt from Her Demon Prince to explain how an energy signal feels.
Her heart thudded and beat so slowly, she thought it would stop.
Whatever Galaden had put into her was so dark, so hollow; it seemed to suck any
happiness from her being. Where ever he had travelled since their last life
together had been a hideous place and he had brought that energy back with him.
"Cassiel. Please save your mother. I beg you," Galaden
pleaded, his proud face bleak, his crystal-blue eyes cloudy with misery.
"I'm trying, Father, but I think I'm losing her. You gave
her your essence, but what came after is so dark, I don't know if her humanity
can bear it," Cassiel said. "Daniel and I spent years searching for
you in the wasteland dimensions after your kingdom fell. The suicides who
refused to move on turned to wraiths. This is the horror that has attached to
your energy signature, this is what has seeped into Rachael."
Cathleen's latest September release is: Love Lust and Lies, from Harlequin Escape. For more about Cathleen and her books go to: http://cathleenross.com/CR/