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by Roland Comtois

(Article originally published in The Llewellyn Journal.)

As a medium, my heart always trembles when the plight of one's life is the pain that accompanies loss of a loved one. It often causes me to pause and reflect on the sadness. But, I'm always reminded that telling an afterlife story to the one who lives from the one who has passed is not to be evaluated, but simply experienced. If one message comes bringing a moment of peace, then maybe the person sitting before me can begin a process of stepping through their loss.

At an event, I was touched by several individuals hoping to receive messages from their loved ones on the other side.

A father desperately teetered at the junction of grief and living, wanting to hear that his beloved young son remained a part of his world. The father, in his anguish, wore his boy's favorite Red Sox jersey, hoping that this action creates an invisible signal directly to the heart and soul of his departed boy. He sat, anxious and breathless, in great anticipation of every word that was spoken. He silently prayed that a message would arrive and that the pain that has haunted him for two years will begin to ease.

Across the room sat a woman, barely thirty years old, crying uncontrollably, as she embarked on a journey that will undoubtedly cause her to confront her husband's passing once again. This is the burden associated with everyone who mourns. Hidden within her clutch against her chest was a trinket that he gave her on the day they wed. It was a token of his love. If the pink, bejeweled treasure becomes part of the conversation between us, then something in her will awaken. Maybe she will widen her perspective and realize that he is near. She said, as she sat in her husband's red, immaculate and recently polished Ford pick-up truck, "I wonder if he hears me. Will he know that I brought something special?"

As always, spirit began to seep into my sphere of knowing. They all wanted to be heard. Special messages, loved ones' names, and Purple Papers began to find their way to those in attendance.

Right in front of me sat a woman of some age. Her hair glistened with a bit of gray. Her beauty, like her love of those that have passed, is endless. She was taken back at the sound of a name that is spoken by my voice. Within seconds her bright and cheery disposition stilled in disbelief, and she screamed out, "Oh my God, that is my father’s name." The name was very unique, an old family name passed on for generations, and one that is hardly heard in our era. His name and his story reignited the emotional memories of a father who passed many, many, many years before. She admitted to the audience, a room filled with sixty other message seekers, that, "If my father's odd first name is to appear on a Purple Paper or to be announced, then I would have no choice but to venture beyond my skepticism of what exists after we die." She also confided that in her most secret place she wished that she was still her father's little girl, just as she was the day he left.

Another woman exclaimed, from the top of her lungs, "Where is he? Where is my brother?" Her desperation became her mantle; it was all she felt. What she knew and who she was, with her brother, was gone. She searched through the files of her memories, holding on to each for dear life. She was not just his sister; she was his friend. She summoned me to answer her questions. We sat together and talked. She whispered in my ear that she wanted to go back to the old places they had shared together. She spoke of her loss and her willingness to step into his message of hope. She admitted that his vision came to her late during sleepless nights. It was as if he had crossed some bridge from some place simply to hold his sister's hands.

Present in many other chairs were fathers, mothers, grandsons, brothers, and friends, all asking the same questions. Can they hear us? Can they feel us? Do they know we love them? Do they still love us? How can I connect more easily? Even for a seasoned medium, spiritual conversation and communication during grief is challenging. It requires a surrendering to the quietness beyond time, away from the hustle and bustle of life. During the search for a sign or a message, there are certain steps you must follow. Be gentle and loving to yourself as you seek messages from loved ones. Give each moment of your life special consideration and attention. This will afford you the opportunity to see the signs that are sent only to you. Don't be afraid to ask for a sign. But, you must also be fully prepared to engage when a sign is sent. Most people asking for messages and signs become masterful negotiators, asking, "Is that really from you?" When a sign comes, just accept it for what it is: a sign. You asked for it, so experience it.

What I have discovered is that in the most silent, still, quiet space within is where the message from our departed loved ones exist. Signs of spirit are everywhere. A Purple Paper with a pre-written message on it, like you will see in my book Signs of Spirit, or a blue jay sitting on the window ledge or a butterfly soaring by multiple times or a song on the radio or even a dream that takes you to some far-away place, tell the story that our loved ones remain connected to us. The voice of a loved one will first appear in your mind. It slowly transitions to your heart. A feeling of confidence stirs you. The feeling charges every aspect of your current emotion and sparks a beautiful understanding that your loved one is near.

As the father, who bravely sat in the room alone wearing his son's favorite shirt, understood that a communication began the moment he put on his son's shirt. The wife who sat in her husband's newly polished truck, understood that if she could foster the courage to ask him for a sign, then one would come. The daughter whose life was patterned after her little-known father, left her skeptical thoughts behind and looked through a newly colored lens of possibility. And, finally, the sister who lost her only friend, her nighttime dreams became a welcomed experience of love from beyond. The afterlife is a world not beyond, but really within our grasp. The connections that exist between all who we love, start here with us.

Article originally published in The Llewellyn Journal. Copyright Llewellyn Worldwide, 2019. All rights reserved.

My name is Angelique, and I'm 23 years old. I'm trying to figure out why I'm only attracted to musicians. I only date guys who are in a band, and as you might imagine, these guys aren't always the best boyfriend material! I've been through so much drama as a result of this strong attraction that it's driving me crazy! I've felt like this since I was 12 years old, and now I'm ready for a higher level of experience, but I can't help the fact that I'm only attracted to musicians. I'm starting to wonder if this is a past life thing. Do you think that could be the case? I'd appreciate your advice on how to break free of this pattern. Love and light!

Angelique

Dreamchaser:

I have dated a musician or two in my time, and I'd like to point out that it is who a person is and not what they do for a living that affects how they act in relationships.

A guy who goes to work in a factory could be just as prone to cheat as a guy in a band. Granted, there are a lot more girls throwing themselves at guys in bands than there are girls throwing themselves at factory workers, but if a musician decides to be faithful, he or she will be.

I think you're attracted to musicians because you like all the drama. You like the hunt, the catch and the kill, and then (to put it succinctly) you bore quickly. You date musicians because it is thrilling to see if you can snare one. Of all the women he had to pick from, he chose you, and that is definitely a big ego rush. You are addicted to that rush as well.

The lifestyle is another thing you find thrilling. In your mind, it is boring to go home from work, throw in a microwave dinner and watch television. You love to be out in the nightlife with the crowds and the music. You like watching the sun come up. You are addicted not just to musicians, but to this lifestyle. So you can see you have quite a few issues going on here.

Over the past few weeks, I have been talking a lot about the law of attraction and a wonderful new movie called The Secret. You can use this universal law to manifest what you want. In other words, you can have a guy who is both a musician and has the qualities you want in a boyfriend. Someone who is exciting, balanced and faithful is very attainable, Angelique.

There are lots and lots of working musicians who live like normal people when they're not on stage. You could have the best of both worlds. However, I am not sure you are ready to compromise your lifestyle for a higher level of experience, as you put it, so be careful what you wish for, as you will get it!

If you really want to break this musician habit, just do it. When you go on a diet, you just say no to cookies. When you try to quit drinking, you just say no to alcohol. When you are trying to quit musicians, just say no to musicians. It can be that simple.

Figure out what you want and only say YES to that. There is no magick spell or easy way to do it - you just have to do it. Since this has been so difficult for you in the past, however, I must question whether you are truly ready to quit musicians for good, so you might want to try to manifest a musician who makes a great boyfriend instead.

I wish you a deeply fulfilling love life!

*****

Astrea:

Many young girls are attracted to musicians, actors, and other people in the limelight. A psychologist might say you are attracted to musicians because you don't want to show off yourself, but you do want to be with someone people know and recognize. In a way, when we're with someone famous or well known, some of their notoriety rubs off on us, and it's like we're on stage too.

Some girls only feel special when someone significant like a musician chooses them over all the other girls who hit on him. They may seek the company of bad boys and flakes because they can't get a date with a stock broker, and think that they don't deserve a great boyfriend or authentic love.

They repeat this behavior over and over again until they either learn that they ARE worthy, or they move on to a different form of the same experience. These are just lost girls with low self-esteem who are trying to feel important through others.

In your case, however, this absolutely does stem from past life experiences. It goes all the way back to ancient Greece when the muses (the goddesses of art, dance, poetry and music) were worshiped and revered alongside the other gods and goddesses.

Every art form had its own muse, and musicians got three of the nine. Their names are Polyhymnia (muse of sacred song) Calliope (muse of epic song) and Euterpe (muse of lyric song). Euterpe is the one that is pertinent here.

I see that you were a priestess in the Temple of Euterpe for many years. Most likely, you were dedicated to that goddess because one or both of your parents were musicians, and they made an offering of you to this goddess to boost their own success.

You became the High Priestess of that cult when you were 19, and served as the Lady of the Temple for a long time. This is why you carry the need to inspire musicians now. Of course, in that lifetime, you never married or had any children, but you did learn to read and write, which was almost unheard of during those times.

You've carried a strong attraction to musicians ever since that experience. In fact, you are always going to want to be around music, and there is nothing wrong with that! It's a big part of you even if you don't feel compelled to sing or play an instrument yourself.

Even though it seems like musicians are poor choices for mates, that is not always the case. I have dear friends who are musicians who have nice homes, marriages, kids and educations. At your young age, those guys are few and far between, but they ARE out there.