A Happy New Year from the Flipside and talking about the OA

Had an unusual conversation this morning...

The Original OA. "Oculus" di Mantegna
For those familiar with my writing about the flipside, or how I prefer to call the "afterlife" - I was pretty much open mouthed and dumb struck as this story was told to me.... a couple of hours ago. It might as well have come from one of my books...

For those unfamiliar with "Flipside" "It's a Wonderful Afterlife" and "Hacking the Afterlife" - the points of this story all converge in the same place: "The OA."  Now, the OA as depicted in the series is a shortcut term for "Original Angel."  Which is like calling someone an OG or "original gangster."  It doesn't mean they're THE original angel.  But it does refer to being an Old School Member.
I was filming an interview on Santa Monica Beach
with Jennifer Shaffer when my high school buddy came
through. He had just passed that morning and Jennifer
said "Oh Billy is here."  I asked him some questions about the Flipside.
"You can move around a lot quicker."
So in the OA we meet characters who have been with us for many lifetimes.  Like the character Brit Marling meets during her near death experience as a young girl. She meets the character known as Kaithun (which means "Origin" in Arabic) - did she have a previous lifetime with Kaithun?  It's possible.  

Our spirit guides sometimes accede to our request ("please! I can't get through this lifetime without you helping me!") but by and large, our spirit guide (we all have ONE and some have more than one, but basically one is the "main person" for each of us) does NOT incarnate with us on Earth (or wherever we CHOOSE to incarnate) because after all, how can they help us if they're always there by our side guiding us?  Do we learn better by doing it ourselves? Or by being shown how to do it?

I'll let the crickets answer that one.

So back to this story I heard today.  I ran into a friend, a fella I met recently who has read my books, who was chatting with a friend who HAS NOT read any of my books.  (I know this because at one point he said "Have you heard of "Coast to Coast" radio?" And I said "Um... yeah. I've been on there six times so far.")  

So this is not a fan of my work, has not read my descriptions of near death experiences, of out of body experiences, or between life sessions - in fact he knows nothing about my version of the flipside whatsoever.

This woman was 120 years old when I met her on Dominica
(Our discussion went sideways when he brought up the Seth teachings that say that "time doesn't exist" on the flipside - (actually Seth's offering is that "time doesn't exist until we invent it" which is another way of saying that "time is relative") to which I said "Actually, it does exist per se, just relatively and differently from our experience here.")  

This new friend argued that he was aware that time does not exist, that "everything is happening simultaneously" (as Seth has been quoted) to which I replied "Seth is not omniscient.  He knows and relates based on his lifetimes and whatever knowledge he can access. But it's not omniscience. By saying "Time does not exists because it's all happening simultaneously" or saying "Time exists relatively because it feels like it's happening simultaneously" - a big difference in my mind.

(No disrespect to Seth, but this is a frequent discussion I've had with folks knowledgeable about his "teachings" - and I find it amusing that people get so upset about the idea that time does exist on the flipside, just differently. They should have known I'd make that argument.)

The reason it matters (at least to me) is because I've heard - "If everything is happening at the same time, then what's the point? What lessons can we learn?"  Which would be accurate if that was true. If you were five and ten, twenty and sixty at the same time - what the hell could you possible learn?  My point is that the research is consistent in this area - that time on the flipside is different, amazingly so, by which I mean it's both linear and non-linear.  And we come here to experience linear time so we can progress back there... meaning we grow from young souls to older souls, from novice to knowledgeable.

The path to enlightenment. Or the Santa Monica Mountains.
That we find young souls on the flipside, and then old souls - there is a progression, which is relative to each person. And the punchline is that the future does not exist yet, because WE HAVE FREE WILL. We can always change our mind about what we thought we were going to do. That's universal. And people do often change their mind from moment to moment.  When people predict the future they're seeing "likely outcomes."  I've heard this over and over again in the research.

I know that ruffles some feathers - or wattles - after all this is the New Year of the Fire Rooster, and some "wattles" are more orange than others - but I digress. I came here to tell this story about Russell, and not get bogged down in a discussion of time.  Let's put it this way, if time exists simultaneously, then there's no point in reading the end of this paragraph. You already know it.  

But for those who've stuck around - and want to know - how does this story he's about to tell relate the series "the OA" - let's continue, shall we?

This fellow told me that 40 years ago he had this profound "dream."  He didn't call it a dream, because it was more vivid than that - and he said the elements of it were as real as his talking to me 40 years later, the details as vivid in his mind's eye as the day they happened.

He was in bed, when he felt himself being escorted somewhere.  He didn't see he was "out of his body" because he wasn't aware of that. But he was aware that some individuals were walking him through what appeared to be a warehouse of some kind. (or in this case "an aware-house.")  He said "Like in those James Bond films when they're walking across a construction site or platform..."  The escorts kept telling him "Don't worry, you'll be fine."  At some point they made it to an elevator and these fellows either put him inside of it, or escorted him into it.  He said as it rose, it started to go faster and faster until it was going at an incredible rate of speed. 

He said the experience was painful. That he was scared and in pain during this portion of his journey.  But when he arrived at his destination, he was aware that he was out in deep space, that he could see the earth through some kind of window, and the stars beyond

(Note: for those familiar with "Flipside" this kind of out of body experience to go and visit a loved one is what began my journey to the Flipside. I had the same experience of "travelling through space" at an "incredible rate of speed" but had not feelings of pain.)

Gateway perhaps?
And he became aware of his friend Russell, a teenager who died at the age of 15.  This experience occurred about a decade after Russell's death, so he was surprised to see the tall (he said about 6'7") teen coming towards him.  He was consciously aware of Russell's death so he said "But how could you be here, since you're dead?"

To which Russell replied "But look at me.  I can't be in front of you if I'm dead, can I?"  


Then this fellow said he was overcome with a strong emotional feeling of being "HOME."

(For those of you familiar with my research, this is what nearly everyone I've filmed has said after recalling a "previous lifetime" while under deep hypnosis (including myself.) When the hypnotherapist asks "So now where would you like to go?" I said - and most of the people I've filmed said - "I want to go "home."  As in "not here on this planet.")

He said he felt the profound feeling of "Oh, right, this is home, how could I ever forget this feeling of being home?"  When asked about what the meant, he said it was a profound feeling of overwhelming calm and peace.  (My friend asked him "Unconditional love?" to which he said "Yes" -- which would have been my question as well.  But he offered the word "home" and not the concept of "unconditional love.") He said it was a "profound feeling of being connected."

He said he became aware that his friend Russell was "like a scientist" of some kind over there.  He said the environment he had stopped in was "some kind of laboratory, with equipment" but that he could see "out into the stars."

(In "It's a Wonderful Afterlife" one person recalling visiting the between lives realm recalled seeing a laboratory with equipment, where her spirit guide was waiting for her.  As mentioned in "Flipside" and "Hacking the Afterlife" I myself have been to visit a number of "classrooms in the afterlife."  No other logical way to describe them - but as "classrooms" or auditoriums with a stage. Here's the documentary FLIPSIDE for those who might want to check it out.)

Then he said he was worried about telling anyone about this experience - that of seeing his deceased friend still in existence on the flipside. Russell said to him "Don't worry about what other people think about this experience. Speak the truth. You'll always know the difference."

(My brain froze for a moment when he said this -- I noted to this fellow that 30 years ago, I wrote and directed a film where the character Tony Geary ("You Can't Hurry Love") said that same exact line;  "Eddie. It doesn't matter whether people believe what you're telling them is the truth or not, as long as you know the difference." Weird for me to hear it said back to me in this context 30 years later.)

(This is the film "You Can't Hurry Love" and that's Luana Anders in the photo - she's the one who passed away and brought me over to the Flipside to find her, as I've documented in my books. It's 90 minutes, I present it here because it's nearly impossible to find elsewhere).

Then he asked Russell "How do I stay in touch with you?"

(In between-life sessions, the hypnotherapist will often ask a "spirit guide" to "put a sensation somewhere in the body" of the person they're speaking to, so they can always refer to that sensation as a connection to them. That "shiver" that goes down your spine, or a "ringing sensation" in your ears could be your guide trying to let you know they're staying in touch with you.)

Russell's reply was to walk forward and put his forehead inches away. The friend said that Russell stared into his eyes for what seemed like an eternity.  And then Russell said "If you ever need to reach me, just remember this moment."

A window that looks Home. (NASA)
And then when this fellow zoomed back to the planet, back to his bed, he said he was moving so quickly that he bolted out of bed as if he was trying to stop.

My friend looked at him, gestured to me and said "You're telling this story to the right fellow."  I chuckled, asked this gentleman if he'd ever read any of my work on the topic. (Not that he should, I was just wondering why he was telling me a story that seemed to spring forth from my pages.) He hasn't.

I said to him "Do you want to speak to Russell? Because you can."  He said he'd very much like to.  I recommended he see Scott De Tamble in Claremont.  As I pointed out to him, Scott's done 35 sessions with people I've filmed (I've done four session with Scott myself, and one other with another therapist to see if I would have the same visuals - and did.)  Scott's at - having a hypnotherapy session allows a person to experience an out of body experience, or a near death experience again without the stress.

So what does this have to do with The OA?

You remember the two times that Prairie goes to see her spirit guide Kaithun on the show?  Both times she was speaking to her spirit guide in different languages while the spirit guide spoke to her in Arabic. Prairie spoke the first time to her in Russian, the second in English.  But that didn't matter, because the "universal language" of the mind can be understood anywhere.

Kaithun and Prairie first visit (the OA)
The place where she was visiting her spirit guide was almost identical to what this fellow was telling me - some place "out in deep space," where stars and planets make up the backdrop, where he could clearly see that he was looking back on Earth but not in any realm he could identify.  It was the same environment where Prairie saw her spirit guide, although this fellow's experience happened 40 years ago.

What are the odds? That I would run into this guy was I was walking out of an office two hours ago?

But let's tie this together for a moment for whomever it is that has stumbled across this blog, this post....

No matter how many difficulties that come in our lives, no matter how stressed, alone, unhappy, unloved we feel... it's important to know, and it's important to state - there is ALWAYS always ALWAYS someone keeping an eye on you.  

Your spirit guide to be sure. Perhaps a loved one. Perhaps you have your own Russell out there keeping an eye on you. But your loved ones ARE ACCESSIBLE. Not in the same way they used to be - imagine for a moment that they're living in Tibet and  the only way you have to communicate is via an old cellphone that has a crackly connection - but you KNOW they're there, and they can hear you.  You know that they hear you when you say slowly and loudly: I LOVE YOU.


Michael Newton told me (via Jennifer Shaffer) that "all you have to do is say the name of the person you want to speak to." (as noted previously on this blog)  I asked him if the name needed to be said aloud or in our mind?  He said "Either, doesn't matter."  I asked "How can a person discern, or know that their friend is responding to them rather than than it might be their imagination or wishful thinking?"  He said "When the answers come before you can form the question, you'll know they're speaking with you."

In a still from the film "Flipside" Michael Newton (the Newton Institute)
This is the time of year when people start thinking they'd be better off if they weren't on the planet.  The future looks bleak, the past may look happier - whatever.  I'm here to tell you, to shout at you: YOU ARE HERE FOR A REASON!!!!

You just need to reach out to a loved one, or a guide for guidance.

It's hard to know the reason why we struggle.  It's hard to see the reason why anyone struggles.  That's okay.  If it was so damned easy to know why we were here, we wouldn't learn anything while we are here.  Who learns the lesson better? How do we learn the lesson the best? Someone who stands behind us and tells us how to do it? Or by doing it ourselves?

Photo of a spirit guide. Or a cloud. I can't tell.
 It took courage to come here.  It takes courage to stay here. Have courage.There is someone here that you're supposed to help. There is someone you promised you'd come and guide and hold their hand. 

Carrie Fisher came here to explore and teach people about mental illness. She needed a giant platform from which to do so.  Her mom came here to pave the way for Carrie - to give her that platform. And George Michael came here to teach us that being gay or straight is a concept - when it comes delivered via a divine voice, we can't do anything but stand in awe and appreciation.

We are all connected all the time. It's all energy. Easy to say; hard to see.
 Look around you. Someone you know and love right now needs your help.  It might be to turn them on to the show the OA. It might be to turn them onto this research. It might be to laugh with them. It might be to cry with them. 

It might be to look them in the eye and say "Remember this moment.  I am always nearby. I am always accessible to you.  Just remember this moment... and I will be there."

Happy New Year.


"Hacking the Afterlife" book talk at IANDS in Orlando

This just in... here's an hour of yours truly talking about "Hacking the Afterlife" and gaining new information from those who are no longer on the planet. Enjoy!

Holding a finger up to the wind no doubt.  Which way does the wind blow on the flipside?  Tune in and find out. XXX

Carrie Fisher, Debbie Reynolds, George Michael and the Flipside

Sorry to see Carrie, Debbie and George all depart hours apart. 

Someone posted something darkly humorous today. "David Bowie succeeded in finding an alternate universe and he's populating it with the best musicians." George Michael is certainly in that group.

Then someone posted a comment reminiscent of "Postcards from the Edge." Carrie Fisher arrived on the other side, then turned to see her mother following her.  "Really, mother?  You can't even let me get off stage by myself?"  

When Debbie Reynolds suddenly followed her daughter off stage, my wife had just watched Carrie and Debbie's appearance on Oprah. Debbie had said on the show; "I'm staying alive so that I can keep an eye on Carrie.  If I leave, who's going to take care of her?"  

Apparently her job was done.

The point being that we don't know when our departure date is set - we may know on some other level when that is - but it's important to note that we can't judge someone by the method in which they get off stage. 

I noted a person judging Carrie and George for their experiences with drug use. To which I replied: "Judge not lest ye be judged. Criticizing people for how they exit the stage lessens us all. Some people are beacons, some are drawn to their flame. We all come from the same place and return home. 

What's stronger, more powerful - the myth we live, or the myths we create? I bow to their lights, all of them. The good they've done musically, on stage, off stage has healed more than most of us will ever reach in many lifetimes. Honor their journey, not their exit. That's mere scenario."

Caustic, funny, witty - a modern day Dorothy Parker.

Carrie was bigger than life, and a terrific writer.  She was the go-to rewrite person for Steven Spielberg and others -- I know because an old friend said Carrie was always finding her into meetings my writing friend was invited to.  Carrie was part of their inside group; she was their talisman. They ran everything by her, and often hired her to "ghost write" for them. 

Courtesy her pal
Carrie as he first knew her. Photo
owned by S. Fazekas
She was with Paul Simon for over a dozen years, married to him for a couple. I've met and known Paul over the years, met Carrie at one of her infamous birthday parties, and then again up at the deli in Beverly Glen. I was meeting with a friend of hers, she generously pretended as if she knew me. She had many, many dear friends, and they're all in shock. She was known as Princess Leia to legions of film fans, but was just as famous as a Dorothy Parker like caustic wit to her pals.

It's interesting to note how people deal with death.  They speak of this year we are in as if it's stealing or robbing the best artists.  Well, that's true if you believe people die.  I'm not saying people should or shouldn't believe anything - but it is in the data that we don't die.  So it's a belief that we die - and people's reactions to it are personal and tragic. They feel the loss, they feel the pain.  

But I'm here to tell anyone listening that's not how they feel. That's not their experience. The loved one doesn't feel pain or trauma. They aren't lost or confused (although initially they may be, eventually that fades away and they get on with their next adventure.)

So they aren't lost. Or do they feel that they're a loss. Or that they're missing everyone. Because they literally shape shift into another form. As Erik Medhus describes in his book "My Life after Death" he was standing next to his body when his family came in to find him.  As Galen Stoller describes in "My Life After Life" he was standing beside his body when his spirit guide came to collect him.  It was at that point he even realized he was "no longer on the planet."

They can still see all of us. They can walk around and watch us suffering. It's a bit like the old movie cliche, the twilight zone episode, where the guy walks around talking to people but they don't react to him. They can reach out their energy to try to comfort us, but most of us can't be open enough to experience that.  

Which is normal, natural. I'm not saying people should not be sad or upset. Or furious. Or grieve. What's the point of being human if we can't grieve? But they should spend an ounce of energy thinking about how their loved one feels.  Just open up their perspective a bit to imagine what it might be like for their loved one.

How are they feeling?

Fine. Thanks for asking.

Are they in any pain?

No.  Not anymore anyways.

What's their experience like?

"I get to move around faster" one close friend told me (via a medium Jennifer Shaffer).  "I'm feeling unconditional love" said another. "I can control butterflies and hummingbirds" said another. 

Thousands of accounts of people talking from the flipside, saying mundane, every day magical things about what it's like to float around without all this weight.

So Carrie's journey - she made it to 60.  We could argue "that's too short."  Of course it is. But then one must ask - "well, what's the optimal amount of time on the planet? 65? 85?" It used to be the average age was around 35. Now it's 85. Debbie made it to 84. Was that enough? Too much? Too little? We all know people who don't make it that far.

Luana with actor Michael Gough
(Like my pal Luana Anders.) She checked out way to soon. 

But I have had the experience of being able to find her on the flipside, and hang out with her (as recounted in "Flipside" and the other books.)  That detail won't make anyone else believe in the afterlife, but for me it's instrumental in my becoming aware that she still exists, is still having fun, is still enjoying the ride. Because only I know what it's like to sit and laugh with her. And she continues to give me "new information" - things that could not come from me, or cryptomnesia, hypoxia or synesthesia.  New information about my life and journey. 

I know people who only made it to 23. (My pal Melinda Germann mentioned below.)  I know people who only made it to one day on the planet.  Do we mourn them any less? Do we add up the days they had and subtract them from an overall number? What's the precise number of days that constitute how we should or shouldn't feel?

We love them all equally.  Here or there.

And they love us back.  Carrie and her mom are experiencing this new kind of reality in their own time and from their own perspective.  It is really odd that they both left a day apart... like old couples who can't let go of each other.

But wait a second - maybe they planned it that way.  

We can't know unless we ask them.

In "Hacking the Afterlife" I interview a number of folks who under hypnosis recall their "life planning sessions."  They recall why they came to the planet in the first place, and what they meant to do or accomplish.  

So who's to say they don't know when that's finished? It would certainly "ruin the play" for us to know. But maybe some part of our higher self "always knows." Or always knew. But never told you because... well that would spoil the movie.

Debbie chose a lifetime that would bring her Carrie, and vice versa.  And Debbie chose a life in the limelight as well. Lest we forget: Debbie was a "bigger" star that equaled the fame of her daughter Carrie - She not only starred in "Singing In the Rain" she had a run as "Tammy" - movie after movie where everyone looked at her and said "Oh, there's Tammy!" (like "There's Leia!") - and she didn't have to wear a metal bikini.

Here she is in "Singing"

My point is; honor them all. Whether they're here for a day, a week, a decade, ten decades. It takes courage to choose to come here. Give them the honor they deserve for even getting here in the first place.  Give them their due for that alone.  We can always say "no" when others ask us to join them here. At least that's what the research consistently says.

George Michael was interviewed just a few days before his passing. He talked about his recent bout with pneumonia, and how the doctors in Austria had brought him back to life.  He said "I'm back, but I'm definitely more spiritual than I was before." He spoke as if he had a transcendent experience that allowed him to prepare himself for his departure.

Here's George singing one of my favorite tunes, one that he didn't write, but one that he interpreted beautifully: "The Long And Winding Road."  And in this case, the long and winding road does bring him back... "home."

The long and winding road does always take us back home.

It's rare that we get a glimpse of people finding their way off the planet. We spend a great deal of time discussing how someone left, what age they were, what drugs they took or didn't take in their life - as if talking about them will make it so we will avoid the same fate.  

Charles, good friend to Carrie.

As Charles Grodin once said (and I think he credited someone else for the sentence) "Just tell me where it is that I'm going to die, and then I won't go there." Chuck was good friends with Carrie. He's not a believer in an afterlife, despite writing the foreword to "It's a Wonderful Afterlife." (How's that for friendship?) He's feeling her loss as is his long time friend Paul, who wrote that "Yesterday was a horrible day...Carrie was a special, wonderful girl. It's too soon."

But again, it's rare to get a chance to "anticipate"our stage exit. Here's George a few days prior to his passing; note how he talks about his experience being so close to death, and how it changed him, made him "more spiritual": 

Recently, I responded to a post where someone wrote about how all the "drug abuse" of these people (meaning George and Carrie) was "coming home to roost."  As if living a life that was safer - no drugs, no danger, no over indulging - would somehow keep us alive.  Or keep us from the fires of hell.

That's what makes some people sleep better at night. They think they've been good, they think they've indulged less than others, and when they get to that last day on earth, they're going to look around and say "See? I outlived you all! I'm going straight to heaven!!!"

I have some bad news.

There's no punishment on the flipside.  Sorry.  It's just not in the  data.  The data is consistent. The data is based on a number of sources, including Michael Newton's extensive work, Dr. Helen Wambach's decades of research, and every session I've come across or studied.  

That evil thing - It's just not there with regard to those who have experienced the "between lives" realm.

According to what these folks say, when we get offstage, when we're done with the play, we put our props down, take off our costumes, and join our fellow actors backstage for the party to end all parties. Then we might begin to plan to come back here (or somewhere else) for another play, and we may or may not convince our loved ones to join us again for another run. 

"Hey Larry, do you mind playing my alcoholic uncle again?"  "No way, we did that back in the Viking era. Enough of this drunken uncle part!"  "But you're soooo good at it. And I'll never learn the lessons if someone else plays it... pleeeease?"

A bit like a video game.  A bit like a regular game.  Like a TV series. Like a movie and a sequel or two. A bit like a sporting match. A bit like every dramatic twist and turn we've seen on our favorite drama, whether it's "Days of Our Lives" or "Game of Thrones."  It is a Game - there are thrones, and there are days and there are lives.  But when they're done, when the game is over; we simply "go home."

Recently, while lunching with Jennifer Shaffer, I had a message from a famous film director who passed away. I knew him, and asked if he had any messages for his loved ones that I could pass along. (Why name the director? It won't help anyone to believe or disbelieve - all I know is that I met this fellow once, and he said some pretty specific things about a mutual friend, which made me "believe" it was him.)

He had a specific message for his widow, and for another close friend. (Both the friend and his wife could not believe that he was speaking through Jennifer to me - perhaps because it's just too "out there" - perhaps because they just don't believe he would show up in Manhattan Beach at a diner - but I digress....)

He said "No one comes to the this side wishing they held back more during their lives."

Funny concept. Not one that I would have, or even could have thought up, nor Jennifer (who helped me with "Hacking the Afterlife.")  But it's a telling quote. No one comes to the afterlife wishing they'd "held back" more while they were here.  (So much for Father O'Reilly's admonitions on the altar.)

Remember; the quote is from someone no longer on the planet. 

It's not about how others react to you over here (which can be annoyed, stressful, panic) - It's about how we view our journey on the planet, during our life. 

Did we try to do what we set out to do? If we worry about reactions from others, we'll never jump off the cliff. 

3 Musketeers. Jennifer Shaffer and Scott De Tamble
Jennifer is a medium, Scott is a hypnotherapist,
Both helped immensely with "Hacking the Afterlife."

It's about following what makes your heart leap. Having no fear. Or worrying about it later, at least. Focus on the jump. "Just let go." But not so you can leap out of a plane without a parachute - what's the point of that? That would result in a long conference with your spirit guides; "Um... no parachute. Again? What's that about?"  "Well, I just like to be spontaneous."  "How about being logical?"

But the idea is worth examining. "No one comes here wishing they "held back" more during their lifetime."  What does that mean, really?

Think of your journey like a performance. "Did I leave everything on the stage? Did I give it my all?" 

That's what I think the quote refers to. To remember that while we're here, give it every drop you've got. Anything less is time wasted. 

So... a long way of saying, thank you George, thank you Debbie and thank you Carrie for leaving it all onstage. For leaving us with a pretty clear vision of who you were and what you were doing here spiritually.  

Healers, helpers, singers, dancers, writers... each one of them had different gifts. Each one of them healed and helped people in their own way. 

Carrie helped people with mental issues - bipolar issues - but it required her to become famous in order for people to hear her.  She never could have written "Postcards" if she hadn't worn the metal bikini.  Five of her books are now in the top ten books sold on line.  No way that happens (and heals people with laughter and openness about her mental battles) without her journey.

Debbie was the most sought after woman on the planet at one point "losing her man" to Liz Taylor - but of course Mike Todd was never lost, he's with her again as we speak. She lived to 84 because "she had to keep an eye on her daughter."  And she did that! Beautifully.  Hilariously.

George came to heal people concerned with their sexuality - an issue that is meaningless on the Flipside, but can cause an ocean of pain and hurt over here - George had to go through his own epic journey - coming out, being forced out, being arrested - to ignore all that nonsense about sex to find his own journey - and his fame made him able to secretly help people - every day stories appear about his unparalleled generosity... that could only have happened by becoming famous and wealthy... And to show others that it doesn't matter who you love - or why you love - it only matters...

That you are loved.  
That you give love. 
That you love love.

I mentioned my pal Melinda above - it was her birthday the other day - she died at the age of 23 after a freak plane accident while flying with her brother back in 1978.  But some years later, Melinda's pal Patrice W sent me this dream she had about Melinda. 

(Note: She used to love hugging trees. Patrice told me she said in her "dream" some version of "there are trees over here, but they're different.. so try to appreciate trees more.")

When telling me about the dream, she said she spoke to Melinda "but it sounded like a foreign language." She wrote down what she heard Melinda say:








Important to know.  They are not gone. They are just not here.  And in Melinda's case she makes a pretty strong point by saying it three times: "I am here.  I am still here.  I am really still really here right next to you."  A friend from back then asked me "How did you remember Melinda's birthday?"  A logical question - after all it's been nearly 40 years since she left this plane on a plane.  And I replied

"How could I forget?"

My two cents.

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