My mom also believes that I have a way to communicate with my father. I told her that when I was initiated as a Swami, I got a special phone that allows me to call my dad and more importantly, Dream Master. She believes in Dream Master, she believes everything that I say to her when I talk about the souls who have passed.
I did make up the Magic Eye to help explain why she can see the visions and I can't. My mom believes my dad made her Magic Eye work so that she can see behind the mystery of death and dying, so that she's not afraid to go on the Heaven Bus when the time comes.
Now, my mom wants to talk to me every waking minute about my dad, my brother, her brother, her Ma and her Pa. My mom wants to know everything about dying before she dies and she believes that I can teach her.
I did tell my mom that my dad wants her to eat more dark greens. Now she is eating more dark leafy vegetables, food that is very good for her brain.
Yesterday my mom drove me a little nuts. She was asking question after question, questions that I was afraid to answer. Then I had a brilliant idea...
"Ma, I found out that you can email dad and he can email you! I talked to Dream Master and when you are out with Donna this weekend, Brian and I will set it up so that you can write your questions to dad and when dad has a chance he'll answer." I shared my idea with my mom and she lit up like a Christmas Tree as she said, "Really? We can do that? Eddie too? I can email Eddie too?"
I've started a new blog just for the notes which I have called, "LOVE LETTERS FROM HEAVEN."
Stay tuned.
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