I See Dead People!

I See Dead People!

I Talk To Dead People!

I Know When People Are Going To Die!

I Help People Die!

It is jussta one of the 'gifts' from the White Light. I cannot make it happen...or cannot choose when, or who, it happens with. It simply happens. It began in 1979 after I was hit in the head, neck and spine by a flying door, (yes, literally).

It happens frequently, it happened again the end of June 2011. A friend was visiting me. She told me her dear, life-long friend was recently diagnosed with terminal cancer. She was spending weekends driving up to Los Angeles to visit him and his family. She also told me when she was here on June 15, 2011, her friend, Rick, was supposed to start chemotherapy the next Monday, June 20, 2011. I told her he would not be having Chemotherapy. She insisted her doctors said it would extend his life, and he had his appointment. She visited her friend, Rick, and his wife that weekend. She was at my home on Wednesday, June 22, 2011 and told me her friend was too sick to even have his Chemo. She came to visit again on Monday, June 27, 2011. I told her she needed to visit him right away, that he would make his transition before July 1, 2011. She did not believe me because of what his doctors had told Rick and his wife. On Tuesday evening, June 28, 2011, my friend received several urgent messages to come immediately. Her friend, Rick, was now in hospice and doctors believed he would not last more than 2 or 3 weeks. Her children drove her to Los Angeles that night. Rick's family members, my friends children that only knew Rick as their 'father figure' were all with him when he passed away on Thursday evening, June 30, 2011.

I cannot explain to you how I know - or why I know when certain people are going to die. I can tell you it is as though the 'Spirit/Soul' of the person about to make their transition want me to help their friends and family prepare for their leaving their earthly bodies.

I will give you another example. I was living in a senior complex, a senior condo. My neighbors across the street were very elderly. They had been married many years. Their daughter, also in her senior years, lived in a condo next door to Ray and Dorothy. Dorothy took care of Ray who had advanced Alzheimer's. He was mostly not mentally present. He wore an identification badge around his neck. Often, the local police would find him sitting on a curb on a main street, blocks away from his home at 3 or 4 in the morning. The police knew him well, and knew he had Alzheimer's. The police would bring him home to his wife. She had many locks installed, yet, somehow, Ray would be able to unlock the locks and go walk-about. Dorothy suddenly died. Their daughter called in 24/7 in-home care for Ray. I would see Ray shuffling along, he always smiled like I was his best friend he had not seen for years. I knew he was mostly out of his body, but I was seeing his Spirit/Soul through his eyes. His wife, Dorothy, now in Spirit, came to me several times. She pleaded with me to help Ray make his transition. She wanted to be with him again, this time in Spirit. I would psychically talk to Ray's Spirit, but I could not get him to mentally focus and respond. I relayed this to Dorothy, again, she pleaded with me to help him pass over.

I would frequently speak with Ray's caregiver. He would report to me that the doctor's report was that Ray was in excellent physical shape and extremely healthy, except for his advanced Alzheimer's. Ray's doctor said he could easily live another ten or fifteen years. I refused to give up. I continued to speak to Ray's Spirit. I told him his wife, Dorothy, wanted him to be with her. If he could only focus for 20-30 seconds, I could help him to be with her. He really like that, his Spirit/Soul glowed at the thought of being with Dorothy again.

One night, I woke up suddenly at 12:58 a.m. for no apparent reason, except that I knew it was time. I focused on Ray - he focused with me, and he made his transition. It was beautiful to see him welcomed by Dorothy as they embraced in Spirit. Pure bliss and joy. I went back to sleep with a smile of satisfaction on my face for a 'job' well-done. I woke up unusually early. Ray's caregiver saw me on my patio and immediately came over and told me, "I don't understand it. Ray died last night! There was nothing wrong with him, when I went to wake him up this morning, his body was already cold - he had a very soft, almost happy look on his face!" I smiled, and told him, "Dorothy was calling him to be with her." I left it at that!

Many years ago, in the late 70s, I met a woman at a copy center when I was copying fliers for one of my Mansions of the Moon 12-week Workshops. She turned out to be an amazing healer who came to the guest house in Brentwood and worked on me. She had incredible energy - she says a gift from the living saint, Sai Baba. She had recently returned from his Ashram in India. This woman told me that I had the gift of 'laying on of hands healing'. She had me exchange work on her body. My hands became so hot, like a stove or a hot furnace! The palms of my hands became bright red and I could see the light coming off of my hands as I worked on her.

On Thanksgiving that year, I was alone. Rather than wallow in my loneliness, I decided to bake some homemade Pumpkin Bread. I cut it into individual pieces and wrapped them. I went to the VA Hospital in Westwood and asked if I could visit patients who had no one to visit them. The nurses were thrilled and guided me to the various patients.

It was one of the most incredible days of my life - and believe me, I have had many! The warmth and appreciation from the patients brought tears to my eyes. Is it the song that says, "you only have the love you give away?" Well, it sure was true on this Thanksgiving Day!

I went from patient to patient. I was saddened to realize how many people were totally alone and had no one to visit. It warmed my heart that I had been guided to share this holiday with them.

One patient, an older man, skin and bones, was in the burn unit. No, he was not burned in a fire. He had rug burns from dragging his body across the carpet in his apartment when he fell out of his wheelchair and was unable to lift himself back up for days and days.

I held his hand and brushed the back of it ever so gently. We cried together and we talked in hushed voices - there was no one to hear - but we both whispered as if sharing deep, dark secrets.

I felt a jolt of electricity come through my body - into his body and the most beautiful glow filled his entire being. His eyes shone like the Sun! I knew he would be all right, that he would recover - and, he did!

He came to visit me in my guest house. Over several months, we met for lunch and we became close friends. It turned out that he was the Bureau Chief, or something like that, for one of the major news agencies - UPI or AP - or one of those.

Bill was visiting one evening and complained that his neck hurt. I offered to massage his neck. I was massaging his neck and began massaging his back when I felt an extremely large jelly-like mass behind where his right lung would be. The mass was from beneath his shoulder blade, almost down to his waist! The energy from it physically knocked me back and caused my knees to buckle! The pain coming off of it was overpowering! I know better than to massage anyone with cancer - it spreads the cancer cells very rapidly. So I visualized the mass shrinking and did laying on of hands healing and stopped the massage.

Somehow, the words came, "Bill, do you realize how large this growth is on your back?" He was quick to respond, "Oh, that's only a cyst. My doctor says not to worry about it..."

"Well, I certainly would get another opinion and immediately. Please!"

I could feel it was a massive cancerous tumor! How in the world could any doctor tell him otherwise?

Bill felt much better after the massage and healing session. I was totally depleted because it caught me off-guard. I telephoned Bill at work the next day and insisted that he get another opinion. I made him promise, and he did.

Bill came over - he was totally deflated. He appeared to have aged 40 years in only a week. His color had turned from pale to ashen, and all light had gone out of his eyes.

He didn't have to tell me, but I let him speak. He had gotten a second opinion and it was a massive cancerous growth that had metastasized to many parts of his body. I had long ago told him about my dying and making the promise to the White Light - and now, I reminded him of how beautiful it is to die. The incredible light that is indescribable - the peace and joy that no one on this earth or in their body can ever possibly know.

A peace did come over Bill. He made his transformation and died within weeks, the cancer had progressed so much, far too long before the doctors caught it. It was such a blessing to know him. I know it gave him great comfort to know what death would be like. He did have time - albeit brief, to say his goodbyes and put his life in order. It was his time.

We each have our time. Nothing can stop it or delay it...it may appear to be so, but that is all illusion. Heaven knows, there have been so many times when I could have been killed - and was almost killed - and I died - but I came back after making that foolish promise to the White Light. Then when I wanted to die - the White Light sent me back with more to do. So, go figure!

Now, I am suffering incredible severe allergic reactions from silicone. My friends and those on my general email list ask if I am going to die - strange as it sounds, I do not know. I sort of feel that I am - but I have felt this many times and a true miracle healing always follows.

Right now - I 'see' my life in the balance. It is as though it is a 'teeter-totter' and it goes up and it goes down and it jussta cannot find the balance point right now.

I jussta finished handwriting out my holographic will and two neighbor ladies came today and witnessed my signing it. That is done and in order. I still have to complete (at least, I think I do) my log of my Divine Signs so they make sense to Greg McGee - my friend who will be my executor.

I know how beautiful death is - and it truly is not death - but a transformation that unless you have experienced it as I have - you could never imagine in your wildest dreams. There is no pain, no suffering, no strife, no struggle - only total peace, joy, bliss, and that blinding White Light!

In 1962, I begged and pleaded with the White Light for additional life - and the cosmic joke (My April Fool Divine Signs) was truly on me because we all have eternal life. It is not some fairy tale story - not some image in your mind (imagination) - it is truth and eternal.

Yes, I speak to dead people and they speak to me and I know they are fine where they are. Mostly they are concerned about the loved ones left behind that grieve their death and loss of their physical body - much of it is guilt - well do not go there. A guilt trip is the worst kind of trip. It doesn't change anything - all you do is punish yourself for all the things you did, or did not do!

Guilt and prolonged mourning or grief only keep your loved one earthbound, rather than moving on into the Light and on their own soul's journey. Love them and let them go! Be grateful for the time you shared. Be grateful for the good times and the love you once knew.

Stop trying to change what cannot be changed - and move on. Your loved ones want you to be as happy as possible. To enjoy your life and to love again!

Remember that! Have an attitude of gratitude. Laugh as much as possible, because that is thrilling to the soul.

Everything IS a blessing whether or not you realize it at the time.

People will remark that I have had such horrible things happen to me in my life. Well, yes, if that is your judgment - but it is not mine! My life was all in Divine Order! Everything was perfect and a blessing - although the blessing came in a disguise.

I consciously completed my Karma ever since the White Light granted me additional life. I have actually said to many different people in many parts of this Mother Earth, "Thank you, this now completes our karma." And it is done!

It is as though I move into some other time warp, or realm - and I am on automatic, channeling the White Light.

I turned up the radio in my car on the way home from an errand and on came, Blood, Sweat, & Tears singing SPINNING WHEEL. I had never heard the words quite the same way!

Here are the lyrics to remind you. The copyright remains that of the songwriter - not mine, of course!

Spinning Wheel by Blood, Sweat and Tears

    What goes up must come down
    Spinnin' wheel got to go 'round
    Talkin' 'bout your troubles it's a cryin' sin
    Ride a painted pony let the spinnin' wheel spin

    You got no money and you got no home
    Spinnin' wheel all alone
    Talkin' 'bout your troubles and you never learn
    Ride a painted pony let the spinnin' wheel turn

    Did you find the directing sign on the
    Straight and narrow highway
    Would you mind a reflecting sign
    Just let it shine within your mind
    And show you the colors that are real

    Someone is waiting just for you
    Spinnin' wheel, spinnin' true
    Drop all your troubles by the riverside
    Catch a painted pony on the spinning wheel ride!

So...the spinnin' wheel to me is the wheel of Karma. What goes around, comes around - only most people are not conscious of it because their actions were from many past lives - long, long ago!

I once had a vision of Karma. The more Karma a person has built up, the longer it takes to come around, like the spinnin' wheel, it turns very, very slowly - over many, many lifetimes.

The more Karma you clear by being kind, compassionate, forgiving, keeping faith and trust, and leaving all guilt and judgment behind - the faster you clear your Karma!

This is why it 'appears' (think illusion, delusion) that people are getting away with terrible deeds and attitudes - when they truly are not. It will ALL catch up with them, each and every action and thought has a consequence - and Divine Justice is that all consequences will be justified.

So do not foolishly believe that you get away with anything. You CANNOT break the Ten Commandments - although it appears that you are or can or have.

Divine Justice will not be denied.

So...no matter what happens - no matter how horrid or terrible it seems - I always say, "Only blessings will come of this!"

And you know what? They DO!

Love, Light and Blessings in every way...

Jussta (By the way, my name means 'Divine Justice'). It is my eternal Soul Name.

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