Speaking of Spirits being born. I’ve mentioned and written about- to some of you the odd way I often sense Spirits in an external environment as opposed to minds eye vision. To me when they are present or when they project their energy to let me know they are there, they appear to me as a staticy fuzzy shimmer in the air that moves. It can be various shapes or human shaped. In any case; Last fall I was visiting with my extremely pregnant sister in law and saw this fuzzy shimmer that totally enveloped around her abdomen out to about a foot or two. And it moved with her and fluctuated in shape an size. It actually kinda freaked me out. And when she gave birth it was gone. I also saw and met the baby’s guides who were with the baby. They showed up in minds eye but didn’t’ talk. I remember asking Elisa about this and am glad to have it brought up as a topic. I’ve also read many old Spiritualist journals of Spirits commenting on how unpleasant it was to be born. How death was a joy, Wondrous, and how birth was considered painful and sad, due to losing a loved one. Kind of the opposite of how we think of it.

On the topic of ghosts and spirits, our family owns/operates two Mexican restaurants, both located in buildings built in the late 1800′s.(SLC & Park City, Utah) Both are ‘haunted’–customers and employees alike have had up close and personal encounters with these individuals who no longer have a physical body. I can see them in my minds eye or I catch glimpses of them–dark shadows or sparkles–as they move around me. I am the decorator for both restaurants and am usually there after we close for the evening, working by myself into the wee hours (hard to paint walls and hammer stuff during the ‘lunch rush’:) Everyone thinks that I’m crazy to be there alone at night, most are all scared witless of the ‘ghosts’, but I find it’s great to be able to feel the undisturbed energy of the building, I love the peace and quite and I do talk to the ‘spirits’–maybe I am cuckoo;)! Anyhoo, last week I was replacing a strand of twinkle lights (think Christmas lights)that frame a large set of mirrored doors located on the second floor dining room, in Park City. I also have a garland of red roses which are interwoven with the lights. I had finished this project (about 3am) looked to make sure that the lights and roses were positioned ‘ok’, moved my ladder and put everything away so that I could move onto my next project. During the time that I was working, I was thinking about how people would feel about the decor and I was hoping that everything looked great–no negative feedback, please! I then went down stairs to get something that I had forgotten and when I got back up to the top of the stairs, something on the floor caught my eye. To my amazement on the landing in the middle of the clean tile floor, lay two rose leaves, the kind that have three individual leaves per stem, that were placed perfectly side by side. One tip faced east and one tip faced west. They were positioned at least 10-11 feet from the rose garland and lights, right in the middle of the landing that I had just cleaned. Bottom line, I was the only one there and since I did not put the rose leaves there and there is NO way that they could have fallen or blown there, I just had to assume that it meant at least SOMEBODY–my friendly ghosts –liked and approved of my work! Really, for me it was such a terrific validation of their approval–I know that it sounds silly, but I do think that they appreciate and respond to the fact that I care about how things are kept and I try to be respectful of them. My friend has photographs of several orbs on the very top staircase (three story building) and in the attic room of this particular building. A number of people have heard footsteps walking across the floor in the room above them when there is no one upstairs (daytime and nighttime) and several people have seen a gentleman dressed in black, turn of the century clothing (hat, boots, duster type coat) walk across the dining room and disappear. In broad daylight. OOOHHH, I have lots of ‘ghost’ stories to share and we don’t even need a campfire–although, maybe some ‘smores would be nice!
XOX to ALL

Interesting! We learnt in Hypnotherapy classes that the soul enters the womb by the 4th month and the 4th day of the 9 months term…and then can come in and go out as it chooses till birth…meaning it does not need to be stationed in the womb all the time. The kicks are ususally when it enters or leaves. I like what Erik is saying, makes sense.

Veronica is wonderful! I’ve watched some youtube videos too.

Love and Light to Robert.

RE: crying. I cannot seem to control my crying, it comes whenever. I always thought I was just extremely emotional/ sensitive. Are you extremely emotional? It would be nice to know that I was actually doing some good for myself rather than just too weak to manage my emotions.

Amy – My daughter had a similar experience. She was just brought home from the hospital, layed in the bassinet, was asleep and I was looking for my kitty. He was sick and under the bed, I had no idea he was sick, we did wind up loosing him But when she was two, she asked me where the kitty was and looked under my bed, when she was 4/5/6 we would talk about the kitty and why she would look for it. Now she doesn’t rememeber the kitty but remembers us always talking about it. She repeated things that happened that day, so it wasn’t that she was seeing spirit kitty, she was replaying what happened like it just happened. Kewl

I found your community just a short time ago in my search for some answers regarding an incredible experience. Months ago we lost our 13 year old German shepherd. His name was Bacchus… Beautiful, intelligent and every other good thing one could say about their dog… He fell asleep one day after he and I had a heart to heart and I asked him something I had never asked him before – to please let go and return home to Heaven. Watching him struggle to stay with us and especially to stay for me – I had a moment of generosity and felt the need to set him free to float away. After he left, I cried for months and just could not seem to return to a tranquil state where I was able to invite a new puppy into our life. I was sad and my sweet husband did not know how to comfort me. I did not know how to comfort me other than to talk to my sweet big boy who had passed on, or to talk to God. I constantly asked for guidance. I am a spiritual being and my guidance did finally come. I felt strongly led to get a German Shepherd from Germany, complete with a unique German name which came to me in an inspirational moment. Some months after my initial guidance, I acted on the inspiration which was once again present. Still crying at the thought or mention of my old friend Bacchus, I ordered the German Shepherd dog which I had found on the Internet… Ironically, I selected him and when I spoke with the breeder, he said he had one special dog who sounded like a perfect fit for me. Yes, it was the same dog which I had selected from his 40 plus photos of dogs. To make a long story shorter, Oberon arrived and within hours this gorgeous 2 year old German Shepherd was eating out of my hand. He followed me all around my house and looked at me with the eyes and spirit of my old friend, Bacchus. Just to make all of this make sense, I am no stranger to creating a life filled with abundance, joy and Love. I coach transformation on the weekends, in addition to my regular job, as I love how coaching keeps me on my path. Giving Love by using my gift to coach a person who is on their path is really my gift to me too:) So here it is… My old dog has “walked-in” to the dog I imported from Frankfurt Germany. Previous to this I had no idea it was even possible. I found “Erik” as I was searching the Internet for someone to help me and give me some information about this subject in general and hopefully my specific situation. I spoke with am animal communicator and she said he was a walk-in. So now I am asking and have found only 1 person who has had this experience besides the animal communicator. So spirit directed me to Erik:) I could write the book “Come back to me”. Please can you ask Erik to tell me how this could possibly happen and if others have had this experience? I probably sound like a wacko and that is fine … This is the most special gift imaginable! A second chance with my wonderful Bacchus, now Oberon… is more than worth it. I still cry – Tears of Joy these days! He acts like a 2 year old puppy which is comical for my old soul friend. I am loving watching him grow-up again and embracing everything he does as I now know how quickly our time together can go. His digging up the yard and any information would be so appreciated! Anyone who has had or seen this happen… Please email me.
Debby – ithinkikan@aol.com