About six months ago, I got a note from an old friend telling me his father was in hospice care with dementia.
I've known this friend's dad since I was 12 or so, and I was best friends with his son for about 30 years, before he died from a heart attack.
But as pals of "Flipside" know, death appears to be a temporary experience.
As reported in that book, I was walking in Tibet, around Mt. Kailash when I heard my friend's voice clear as a bell speaking in my ear. I was complaining to myself about the altitude (about 18K in some places) carrying a backpack of film equipment (making the documentary "Journey Into Tibet with Robert Thurman") when I thought "Wow, this is really hard to walk at this altitude." And I heard Paul Tracey say "You think it's hard for you, imagine how hard it was for me!"
Paul had passed away a year earlier - in fact, I was carrying the titanium ball from his hip in my backpack, as I was going to plant some of his ashes on Mt. Kailash. (His mom Lois sent me a tupperware jar of some of his ashes, and inside was the titanium ball. As friend Dave Patlak said "The thing Paul hated most in life he willed to you!") Paul was a star athlete when he had routine surgery that he didn't need to have, but had - and it destroyed his hip. He had two replacements in his life, and walked with a pronounced limp and cane afterwards.
But here I was on Kailash, hearing his voice clear as frickin' bell. And then he said "Richard, you were responsible for the happiest day of my life." I couldn't think of what he meant - I walked on, puzzled, until he showed me. A day when we went walking in the Cuyahoga Valley outside my uncle's home in Brecksville, Ohio, and we got lost. Instead of panicking we followed a creek until we came to a waterfall and we spent hours jumping off a stone ledge into a pond. It was idyllic and outside of time. And I had forgotten it completely.
I told this story to his parents afterwards.
His mother didn't want to hear it ("I'm his mother! Why wouldn't he appear to me instead of you?" She forgot she had told me she saw him "standing in the backyard" once after he passed.)
His dad was a tad more generous "It's rare in life to find one true friend, and Paul was lucky to find you."
Jack Tracey gave me my first job. At 16, one summer Paul and I worked in a packaging factory on the West Side of Chicago. I learned more about capitalism and union politics that summer than I did in any job I had since then; it was an eye opening experience. As the foreman Mr. Lagacki said to me "Son, you're never ever gonna be blue collar. Just go to college and be the white collar you are supposed to be."
When I heard that Jack Tracey, an athlete like his son, who rode his bike sometimes 70 miles a day, was on his last legs and in hospice care I thought - "Well, in my experience with this research, I know we bring about a third of our consciousness to a lifetime, so it's likely that I would be able to access that other percentage of him. I mean, I've already spoken to his son, so I should be able to contact his father - even though he's still alive, part of his "higher consciousness" is always back home."
So in our weekly scheduled session, I asked medium Jennifer Shaffer to help me access my friend's father.
She had accessed Paul a number of times and instantly recognized his pale blue green eyes (hypnotic as they were and apparently still are.) The following is a transcript between me, Jennifer Shaffer, Luana Anders (our pal on the flipside who helps facilitate these conversations) and Jack Tracey. (Recorded on film Nov. 22, 2019).
I've known this friend's dad since I was 12 or so, and I was best friends with his son for about 30 years, before he died from a heart attack.
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| Jack Tracey, life long friend, father of my pal Paul |
But as pals of "Flipside" know, death appears to be a temporary experience.
As reported in that book, I was walking in Tibet, around Mt. Kailash when I heard my friend's voice clear as a bell speaking in my ear. I was complaining to myself about the altitude (about 18K in some places) carrying a backpack of film equipment (making the documentary "Journey Into Tibet with Robert Thurman") when I thought "Wow, this is really hard to walk at this altitude." And I heard Paul Tracey say "You think it's hard for you, imagine how hard it was for me!"
Paul had passed away a year earlier - in fact, I was carrying the titanium ball from his hip in my backpack, as I was going to plant some of his ashes on Mt. Kailash. (His mom Lois sent me a tupperware jar of some of his ashes, and inside was the titanium ball. As friend Dave Patlak said "The thing Paul hated most in life he willed to you!") Paul was a star athlete when he had routine surgery that he didn't need to have, but had - and it destroyed his hip. He had two replacements in his life, and walked with a pronounced limp and cane afterwards.
But here I was on Kailash, hearing his voice clear as frickin' bell. And then he said "Richard, you were responsible for the happiest day of my life." I couldn't think of what he meant - I walked on, puzzled, until he showed me. A day when we went walking in the Cuyahoga Valley outside my uncle's home in Brecksville, Ohio, and we got lost. Instead of panicking we followed a creek until we came to a waterfall and we spent hours jumping off a stone ledge into a pond. It was idyllic and outside of time. And I had forgotten it completely.
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| With Billy Meyer and Paul |
I told this story to his parents afterwards.
His mother didn't want to hear it ("I'm his mother! Why wouldn't he appear to me instead of you?" She forgot she had told me she saw him "standing in the backyard" once after he passed.)
His dad was a tad more generous "It's rare in life to find one true friend, and Paul was lucky to find you."
Jack Tracey gave me my first job. At 16, one summer Paul and I worked in a packaging factory on the West Side of Chicago. I learned more about capitalism and union politics that summer than I did in any job I had since then; it was an eye opening experience. As the foreman Mr. Lagacki said to me "Son, you're never ever gonna be blue collar. Just go to college and be the white collar you are supposed to be."
When I heard that Jack Tracey, an athlete like his son, who rode his bike sometimes 70 miles a day, was on his last legs and in hospice care I thought - "Well, in my experience with this research, I know we bring about a third of our consciousness to a lifetime, so it's likely that I would be able to access that other percentage of him. I mean, I've already spoken to his son, so I should be able to contact his father - even though he's still alive, part of his "higher consciousness" is always back home."
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| Jack on his chariot |
So in our weekly scheduled session, I asked medium Jennifer Shaffer to help me access my friend's father.
She had accessed Paul a number of times and instantly recognized his pale blue green eyes (hypnotic as they were and apparently still are.) The following is a transcript between me, Jennifer Shaffer, Luana Anders (our pal on the flipside who helps facilitate these conversations) and Jack Tracey. (Recorded on film Nov. 22, 2019).
I’m in
Jennifer Shaffer’s office in Manhattan Beach. Jennifer is a medium who works
with law enforcement agencies nationwide on missing person cases.
We’ve been
doing these interviews for five years and we have two books “Backstage Pass tothe Flipside; Talking to the afterlife with Jennifer Shaffer.” I’ve been
conducting these interviews for long enough to not judge whatever she says or
sees – and do my best to help her translate whatever image she might be
getting. This is from last November’s session (when Jack was still on the planet in hospice care.)
My
questions are in italics, Jennifer’s answers are in bold. In the midst of doing other interviews I mention this:
Rich: I
got a message from my friend Paul Tracey’s sibling telling us
that his dad is on his way off the planet. You may remember, Paul is
my friend who showed up in Tibet in my ear; the question I have for Paul is, what
do you want me to pass along if anything?
Jennifer:
They’re making jokes – saying “It’s a lot of fun over here!” I feel like he
(Jack) lives over there already – I don’t know if he’s had dementia or has it
here.
He does. (ding!) He's still here, but can we bring him forward?
He says
“This is interesting.”
(Note: I
think he’s referring to our conversation in a restaurant where we access people
on the flipside via our friend on the flipside, Luana Anders. Jack had met her when we went to visit Paul in San Francisco.)
Jack, what’s
you impression of this conversation?
He says
“It’s very interesting!” The view I got was him looking at us from above, even
though his body is still here. He’s saying that “Some people (still) need to
say goodbye – or make it to his bedside before he leaves.” (Jennifer aside) I’m
asking him “Why are you holding on?” He says “There are people who need to say
goodbye.”
Here’s
a question about how much of your conscious energy is in you now, and how much
is already back home?
90%
there and ten percent here.
(Note: In
the research people under deep hypnosis claim we bring about 30% (20-40%) of
our conscious energy or “soul” to a lifetime. When we cross over, that amount
“returns home.” In this case, he’s
saying 4 months before his passing that 90% of his conscious energy is already
back home. Ten percent remains (like
being in a coma) while he’s still “on the planet.” We’ve interviewed people who
have passed over who had dementia, but this is the first time interviewing
someone who is still on the planet at the same time.)
Are you
able to do things over there on the flipside?
He’s
showing me that he’s still tethered or tied to his body. He’s saying “It’s like
he can’t go to (visit) other galaxies or star systems because he’s tethered.”
Can you
ride a bike?
“Everything
else but.”
How is your
son Paul doing?
He says
“He’s the one who helped me up.” (Jennifer aside) I asked him “At what point
did Paul bring you up?” He said “Recently.”
I’ve known
Mr. Tracey since I was ten or 12.
Did you
smoke cigars with him?
With
Paul. I’m not sure if Jack smoked cigars. You were always very kind to me, “Mr. Tracey.”
He says
“He loved it when you played the piano.”
(Note: No
possible way that Jennifer would know that I played the piano in their home. Nor have I ever mentioned it to anyone. But I did often.)
I did
play the piano in his house often. (ding!) I had long hair in high school and you
were the only parent who didn’t treat me as if I should be arrested.
He says
“Well, you were a punk. But you reminded him of himself, with your wit.”
(Note:
“Punk” is not a word I’ve heard Jennifer use before, but would apply to a
Chicagoans pov from the 1960’s.)
I once asked
you about the first time you met your wife Lois.
Is she
years younger?
I don’t
know but I think she’s younger.
He says
“They met at a dance. At a high school dance.”
That’s
correct. (ding!) I’m going to run through
some of your kid’s names. Anything for Jack Jr?
He said
“Tuck ‘em in.” I saw something like a blanket not being tucked in.
Is that
a metaphor?
Something
about “tucking him in.”
(Note:
Could be about shirts, or his kids – or something only Jack Jr. would know, and
may not remember now but will later. I ask follow up questions later on.)
What
about his daughters, Susan or Pamela or Hope?
“Susan
is hysterically funny.” He’s laughing. “He
loves them all,” he says.
How
about Pamela?
Something
about her possibly not being there and that’s okay.
Anything
specifically to Peter or Hope?
Peter
is relatively happy – both he and Hope know that this is for the better, with
him leaving.
How
long have you had Alzheimer’s?
Like ten
years.
Anything
you want me to tell your wife Lois?
“Tell
her I’ll be waiting patiently for her.”
Anything
you want me to tell Lois about Trump?
“Challenging.”
When you said “Trump” - he just can’t stop laughing. (Jennifer aside) I don’t know why.
I get
that. So who was there to greet you on the flipside when you first became aware of it?
He says
“Paul was there. He missed Paul so much, the love he had for him,” he said “It
was bittersweet.”
Paul
can you bring Hedda forward?
(Jennifer,
puzzled) Hedda?
Paul
knows who that is, Jack knows who that is. They can say no – but can you?
Is that
an animal?
Yes.
(ding!)
I feel
like it was a dog.
It is a
dog. (ding!) Huge ears, a basset hound. Jack took care of Hedda, I remember in
high school he fed her toast every morning... Jack, have you talked to Hedda
since you’ve been there?
He said
“Hedda knocked him over when he got there.” They just thanked one another, kept
thanking one another “for being in each other’s lives.”
(Note: We’ve
conducted a few with “pets” on the flipside, and each time ask for information
that only the owner would know.)
Can we
talk to Paul for a second?
He has
blue green eyes, right?
Yes. (Ding!)
They’re
very bright.
They
are, recently I had dinner with his nephew – who has his eyes. It was uncanny.
That’s
the first thing he showed me was his eyes.
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| Dave Patlak and Paul in Pizzeria Uno's. |
We have
a number of friends over there. Bill Meyer, Craig Ottinger. Paul is there
anything you want to pass along? (A phone nearby rings with an odd “ding dong.”)
Paul, don’t call me a ding dong!
(Jennifer
laughs) The gods are interrupting us. Paul says “He’s very interested in your
research.”
There’s
a picture of you and my mom in my kitchen. I always say hello.
You do
– he says “That’s as weird as his dad feeding that dog.”
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| Dad, Paul, Mom; Paul's BMW |
Is
there anything I’m missing in my work... besides making money?
Paul is
laughing. He’s showing us (me and Jennifer) doing a radio show or podcast.
I was
talking about this yesterday. Carin.. whom you had a fling with, in
college.
She has
like ten kids?
No,
just a couple but you came through to Carin and said “I’m sorry we didn’t have
a kid together, I’m sorry I wasn’t nicer to you.” Something like that. Anything
that you want to say to Carin?
“I wish
we had ten kids.”
But
then you came out of the closet.
He
showed me that too... (Jennifer gives me a look.) I know.
Anything
you want to say about that?
“No.”
He says “I’m out of the closet. There is no gender, it really is fluid for
everyone.”
So Jennifer,
when you’re looking at Paul what do you see?
Blue green eyes and like a light.. his chiseled chin and how gorgeous he was... that’s how
he appears to me.
(Note:
Jennifer has never seen Paul in life, and perhaps has seen a photograph on my
Facebook page.)
Last
time I saw your mom she revealed she had researched the medicine you were
taking, and that it may have been the reason you died – one of the side effects
of the drug is heart attacks. And you may have had a heart condition.
“Yes,
it was twofold. Both the medicine and his heart. It was faulty; like he had a
faulty valve.
So why
was your death not related to alcohol?
(Note: Paul had done a number of stints in rehab for drinking. When he died suddenly most assumed it was alcohol related - but according to the autopsy it was not; a heart attack possibly related to the medication he was taking for a broken kneecap according to his mom.)
I don’t
feel like he had enough alcohol in him.
Your
mom told me that the autopsy showed that as well. (Ding.) Your dad told me when
they went to your apartment, it was trashed, like someone had smashed
everything. Did you do that, or did someone else?
Somebody
else was there. It felt like they got in a huge fight.
Was the fight related to your passing?
“No." I feel
like he had a heart attack afterwards. (After the other person left).
You
called me on the phone... (before I can finish)
.
And you
didn’t answer.
Right;
I did but I answered sarcastically and you hung up the phone. So was that
around the time of your heart attack... was that during that event? Before or
during or after?
(Jennifer aside) I’m not
getting a clear read either way. I feel
like (the phone call) - he just wanted to tell you he loved you, not that he
thought he was dying... “You couldn’t
have saved him,” he says.
But you
did make the call consciously?
I don’t
think he remembers making the call.
Butt
dial from the flipside? That’s funny.
Part of
it was that you meant so much to him.
We have
talked about that before in our conversations with him.
(Jennifer aside) I don’t
remember.
When I
was in Tibet, I heard his voice in my head, saying I was responsible for the
happiest day of his life.” I couldn’t think of what it was... but he showed it
to me. Us getting lost in a valley behind my uncle’s home in Ohio, we found a
waterfall. Paul was jumping off this rock into this pond and it was really outside
of time. I had forgotten about it when he popped it into my head. Hey, I got a
question for you, why is my hip bothering me – is it the same hip that bothered
you?
(Note:
Paul had a titanium hip and walked with a limp for most of his life, after
being a stellar athlete in high school. After he passed, his mom sent me a
small Tupperware jar of his ashes, and when I went to bring some with me to
India, I found his titanium hip. I brought it all the way to Kailash where it
it rests inside a giant stone stupa, on the far side of Mt. Kailash. I carried two packets of ashes - both Paul's and Luana's.)
Yes, he
showed me you carrying a little spirit baby on your hip. (Jennifer
listens) Did you put both of their ashes on Mt. Kailash? Both Luana’s and Paul’s?
Yes.
(Ding! Ding!)
They
showed me ashes flying in the air, it was very sparkly, she’s showing me that’s
where you put both of their ashes...
So what
are you and Luana doing when you’re together, Paul?
He said
“Roller skating.” Like dancing on roller skates.
You
mean like you two are dancing to “YMCA?”
He says
he’s learning a lot... from us, from our class, from Luana. They learn how to
talk to people here from us.
Do you
want me to go to your dad’s funeral when it happens?
(Note: This was November, he passed three months later.)
He said
“He’s not going to be there.”
Funny.
So what can I tell everyone about your journey?
(Jennifer
aside) I’ve never seen that before, I’ve worked with people before that are in
a coma, but he showed me... I’ve never seen that much over there, as he just
showed me.
He used
to love to bike ride – I was curious if he can construct that.
He said
“He can do anything! (over here)” He just showed me the Kentucky derby, even someone riding
a horse as a jockey.
(Note:
We’ve heard this detail from different people. Some say they’re “playing golf” - in our next book, Junior Seau says that he's playing football with Dave Duerson, and reveals some information about how to "Cure CTE" (hyperparic oxygen therapy as touted by Joe Namath who cured his own) - will be in "Backstage Pass Book 3")
Follow up interview February 20th, 2020 after Jack's passing.
Rich: Hi
class. Luana who
needs to talk to us?
There’s
someone who you wrote a tribute to. Named Jack.
Yes, my friend Jack Tracey. We spoke to him before and
he’s crossed over. So Jack, can you sit down for a second?
“Yeah.”
He says “This is cool. This class is cool and he really appreciates your (Facebook)
post.” He showed me him opening a newspaper which is his way of saying he “read
something” he wants to share.
I asked
you questions about your children. I didn’t get answers for everyone; how about
for your daughter (that I forgot to ask about earlier).
I feel
like she emulates him.
There’s
something different about her. Can you show Jennifer what that is?
“She’s
adopted.”
Correct.
(Ding!) How did you see that?
He
showed me a family of people and one that stood out; a way of symbolically
saying she’s adopted.
Correct,
did she choose you?
“Yes.”
Explain
that. How or why did that occur?
He
says, “Because they’ve been together before they came here. In a previous
lifetime, in many previous lifetimes.”
So part
of her journey was to find you?
“Yeah.”
She
chose you in a way.
“She
had to have (learn) different lessons than anyone else (in the family.)”
(Note:
This is often reported in the research. People under deep hypnosis speaking
about an adopted child often recall having a previous lifetime with them. As odd as it sounds, people can and do report
that even adoptions are “planned in advance.”)
I was
there in grade school, when the school principal made a public announcement,
got everyone to kneel and “say a prayer for the loss of Mrs. Tracey’s baby.”
That’s how Paul learned of the loss. They then adopted his sister. It was pretty odd
when the principal came on the PA, telling everyone before notifying the
family.
That’s
horrific.
When
you guys adopted her, Paul used to say to me...
Yes, I
remember Paul now. With the blue green eyes...
Yes.
Paul
said “She was the focal point of everything.”
Yes. He
often said he was going to make sure she had the best of everything, a Porsche,
riches, etc.
Did
she?
No, but
I think she’s happy. She lives outside of LA. Jack, put in Jennifer’s mind what her opinion of our work is.
He
showed me trash.
Well, I think she thinks it's "fake" or "phony." I don't know, but so I've heard. Her opinion or our discussions with family members is negative. So
my question; is there anything in her life you can mention that she’ll know
this is you? There are plenty of things in this earlier interview that could
only come from you – Hedda the dog, etc., how you met your wife in a high
school dance... but is there something that would help her believe it’s you?
He’s
saying “She just doesn’t believe in it.”
Which
is fine. Is there something in her possession, around her house that only she
would know about?
I’m
seeing a graduation picture of her graduating from somewhere – a picture with
both of them. I’m seeing her in a graduation gown. I think it’s blue. “The
picture is crooked,” he says.
Jack, I
want to clarify some other things – when we talked last November, when you were
in hospice care, you said there was still a percentage still here – about ten
percent. But now all of your conscious energy is back home. What’s the difference?
He’s
showing me an aerial view – he shows me looking down.
He
showed you that when he was still on the planet as well; my question is, now
that you’re all there, what’s the difference between being partially here and
all there?
“The
immersion.”
You
mean like being in a pool?
"The
people that are here" – (Jennifer aside) if I’m getting this right - "when we’re in our bodies we
can only go to a certain level, (Jennifer raises her hands to indicate levels)
but (now) he can go all the way, to being “immersed.”"
Kind of
like dipping your toe in the pool – but the opposite way – when you are set
free (from earthly bonds) you can go swimming?
"Yes." He’s showing me that Paul helped him. "Showed him the ropes."
So Paul
is more expert at this than when we first chatted with him?
“Yes.”
In our
conversation in November, Paul talked about our class, and we discussed Paul’s
crossing over.
(Jennifer aside) I never
remember what we talk about here.
There
are quite a few verifiable details – but I want to ask you some more about your
kids. Your oldest; you said it was better for him or the family that
you’re not longer on the planet. Anything for (him)?
He says
“He wants to say thank him.” Says, “He really helped him let go. He helped him
to go to the other side.”
And (the other sister)?
I feel
like she wasn’t there or couldn’t make it to see him before he left.
He did
say that before (four months earlier, but Jennifer has not seen the
transcript.)
And he
says “That it’s okay that she couldn’t.”
Anything
to say to now that you’re over there?
He says
“She’s beautiful.” It’s like he kissed her on the forehead and said “She’s a
very beautiful soul.”
Yes,
she is. How about (another daughter)?
He
showed me her writing. He says “She should write more... about her life.”
Something like documenting her life or travels, something with a book. It feels
like a memoir. “She should do that.”
Okay, how
about (other son)?
I’m
seeing him rocking in a rocking chair, back and forth. (Taking things slower)
He says... “He’s going too fast. He needs to slow down, enjoy... he does enjoy
life, but he’s not taking it in. He enjoys it – he’s just not taking it all
in.”
"Slow
down and take it in." That’s great advice. He is a tech guy.
He said
“He’s crazy smart.”
Anything
for (your wife)? I’ve heard she’s having a hard time with your passing.
“She’s
got a lot more years left” he says. He’s showing me that she thought they would
have more time together and that upsets her.
How old
were you?
I’m
getting 79... (laughs) No, it’s 89. He said “He couldn’t remember.”
You
want me to write this up and send it to your family?
He said
“Yes, and to post it as well. Along with his story too.” I have the chills over that. He says “You
have a way with words and writing, Richard. And a small percentage might not
like it...
I’m
sure (one daughter) is not going to care for it.
He’s laughing.
But at
some point you will stop by to see her correct?
He says
“Yes. But it will be awhile.”
What
should they look for in terms of a visit from you?
He
showed me his eyes. Those blue eyes. "Perhaps in a dream."
So when
they dream of his eyes, that’s a way for Jack to tap them on the shoulder?
“Yes.”
Anything
else for your wife, Lois?
She’s
still.. he’s saying “How grateful his is to her, that she talked to him
normally as if he was okay, as if he didn’t have Alzheimer’s. He’s grateful.”
I know
they had a wonderful life together. Thanks Jack, I appreciate that.
“Thank
you Richard.”
I’ve been
doing these interviews with Jennifer for five years now. We’ve had many
interviews with people I knew, people whose details I could verify. Sometimes it’s a matter of interpretation –
so when someone sees that the transcript is incorrect, that’s a way for them to
bail, or consider it all “not true.”
But I’ve
been doing this for so long, I know that some of these observations are true,
and the point is to be aware of the “possibility that there is an afterlife,”
that life goes on.
Because
allowing that it’s possible that people can communicate with us, appears to be
an important part of them being able to do so.
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What do we learn from this interview?
We learned that people with Alzheimer's are "still connected" - still here - but that a higher percentage of their conscious energy is already "back home." (That's the word people use for the afterlife, substitute the word "afterlife" or "heaven" for whichever aspect one would like; they mean the same thing.)
We learned that people who are adopted had a "plan" in terms of their lifetimes. And that they find each other.
This isn't new information. I published the exact same information in "Flipside." I had not interviewed a person with Alzheimer's at that point - but now I have. I know that everything that he says about the journey and process is reflected in the research.
I post this personal, perhaps intimate portrait of a friend, someone I knew and loved, from a family that I know and love - not to disrupt, upset or otherwise interfere with their grief.
One person on social media called me a "Grief Thief." (Pretty funny but they were upset). I can tell you that it was through Jennifer Shaffer's own grief over losing her dad, that I learned the most profound lesson about it. I asked him to come forward and help us help others with grief. He said "Tell people to try to move grief to nostalgia." I asked her what that meant and she said "I don't know." I suggested we ask him; she said "He's saying that grief is only sad memories. That nostalgia is both sad memories but happy ones as well. When you can move grief to nostalgia, you begin the healing process."
This post is about moving our grief for loved ones to nostalgia.
It's a different paradigm when you realize that the loved one with dementia is not "gone" - they're just mostly already "back home." They still have access to some memories - playing music, getting them to sing is helpful and lasts up to the end. They may not know who we are, but we know who they were. And further, on the flipside, they're completely aware of our love and affection.
It's a different paradigm when you realize that the loved one with dementia is not "gone" - they're just mostly already "back home." They still have access to some memories - playing music, getting them to sing is helpful and lasts up to the end. They may not know who we are, but we know who they were. And further, on the flipside, they're completely aware of our love and affection.
This post sent with love and affection to my lifelong friends, the Traceys.
(Hedda too.)
(Excerpt from the future book: "Backstage Pass to the Flipside; Talking to the Afterlife with Jennifer Shaffer book 3." All rights reserved.)
And thanks for making my latest book "Architecture of the Afterlife" #1 in new releases at Amazon (in its genre.)
And thanks for making my latest book "Architecture of the Afterlife" #1 in new releases at Amazon (in its genre.)
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| With Jennifer Shaffer |
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