Some of my favorite work I have done has been
working with ill people doing healing.  I get a lot out of
seeing them smile before I leave and know I at least helped
to comfort them.  I have worked with some at the time
of death or as they were dying.  My favorite part is the
visions I see in this process.  Most of the time if someone
is very ill I stay at their feet.  I really was not taught this
but is something that feels right to me.  Say if someone has
cancer you for sure do not want to go to site of cancer area.
It stirs things up to much and could make them feel more ill.

I have found the feet most times to be a safe zone
and I just send healing energy into the feet to the rest of the
body.  Sometimes when someone is passing it takes days
even sometimes weeks.  Because  most times it is pretty quiet
while I am working with them and they are usually in that
pre-death coma state and not talking.   So I sit with them
give them healing energy to help them be at ease while
they are passing. 

To back track a bit, I did not start out very well with the death
subject.  For one, the few funerals I went to when I was
younger I saw their spirits standing by their bodies.
I was not to open to this trying to deny the things I saw
at this point still.  Other reasons are basically I was just
a big baby.  I still am, in a way but I can let people go
easier realizing that they do not leave you entirely.
Their spirits still do visit even after they have passed on.

I used to be able to handle a lot more as far as like
dead bodies I used to bury the dead animals
in our family as a kid because no one could do it sometimes.
After my Grandma Ida passed  it seems my gifts became a lot stronger
and I could not look at dead bodies anymore even dead animals
without being bothered.  I was overly sensitive I would say.

Time passed more people passed great friends, family and
clients that I grew close to.  I had to one year deal with 4
deaths right in a row.  I really looked at my life
closer then realizing many times I could be dead and yet
I am still here.  At one point I was mad about it when a 19
year old man died of cancer so gifted had so much light
to offer and brightened everywhere he went and this other
man who was older and not very kind to others live
who did very little for anyone or anything.  It was not up
to me I finally came to that conclusion even though
it did not make sense why the good ones are taken so much.

Then I met my friends who I was around for a lot of circles,
full moon ceremonies, healing and such.  A baby cardinal just
learning to fly hit their window broke its neck.  Still alive
and suffering, All 3 of us do energy healing work so we
automatically put our hands out and gave the bird all
the healing energy we  could send him.  He laid his head
to the side and went to sleep and did not suffer, we helped
him to go peacefully.  

I was with another friend in St Augustine eating at outside
cafe and a pigeon hit a building same thing happened.
Still flopping and alive. I went over held my hands over
the bird and within minutes went very peacefully.  Did not
have to suffer long. 

My Grandpa became more ill and my parents kept him at
their house.  They were not as much open to any type of
metaphysical things or even ghosts.  I think over time
I have helped them to believe more.  At least my Mom.
He was in his last week and he loved when I massaged him
and did Reiki for him.  I would come over and he would grunt
at me and I knew he wanted me to massage him and do Reiki.
His last week he was not conscious so I rubbed his feet
then sent energy up his body. The whole week I had images
of his Mother standing with him and farm scenes, he was
raised on a farm. I was not really sure what I was seeing
but I remember seeing it all week until he passed.
One time right after I left he opened his eyes and squeezed
both my parents hands looked into their eyes
and went into that deep sleep again.  They were so excited
and happy to have that one last eye contact with him.
My Mom even called me saying how amazed she was
and knew it was what I did with him. 

I then had a client named Shirley Burt.  She was born in
Cassadaga Florida.  A healer had healed her of Scarlett
fever so she believed in healing and it is what I was called
for not to much massage.  She was mad at God and life,
who could blame her her husband was a rotten no good for
nothing guy who was a minister and really hurt her bad.
Bad thing is then she got cancer as it ate her up so much.
I got her to see angels in meditations and to heal some of the
old hurts so that when she did pass she would have less to
deal with on the other side.  She had me promise to be with
her until the end.  She had one cousin who was a guy
and he really was not to comforting to her. 

Shirley was very supportive of my gifts healing and psychic.
She wanted me to do well. She had lost a lot of friends
in a short time back then and was sad and did not see
life worth living much longer as she was in her 70's battling
cancer for over 8 years, she was tired and wanted to go
home by her family and friends.I saw her 1-2 times a week charged
her half price and looked forward to seeing her each time.
The day came when Shirley could not get off of her couch.
I came to do therapy and she could not even get off the couch
to go on my table and just wanted me to leave come another
day.  I knew better I kept asking her if she could even walk,
and finally found that she could not.  Her cousin and myself
were on the hospice list so I called in to them to see what should
be done, they came for her.  Within a week she passed.

The first 3 days she was awake in a lot of pain as
the cancer spread to her bones in the low back,
I came 2 times a day and oddly enough the hospice
they chose to put her in was not even a mile from my house.
The last words she said to me as I gave her ice chips as she
was so thirsty was "you are a good nursey to me"  Then
she went into the sleep before death, I never heard her speak
again.   I went until the end doing as I vowed to be with her
and give her Reiki to help her pass peacefully. 

The last night of her life there was on PBS a lot of church
music so I left it on for her as I was just gonna turn off the tv
as I do whenever I do work for no distractions.  She did the
music for her church and taught students music so it was
exactly what she would love was my thoughts.  The program
ended I turned off the tv.  For a few days I had been seeing her
Mom as I had seen her pictures so I knew what she looked like.
But then this night I had seen a whole group there with her
(spirits who have passed)  up until this point I had only
seen one person come for someone but Shirley needed
a group to bring her where she needed to be.  I bet some of
them were her friends who passed.  I was on her left side near her foot
and leg and out of no where comes this little tiny white feather
floating through the air.  My hands were still for a while so
I thought it was not me getting it out of blanket or something.
I really do always try to rationalize things first.  I tried to catch it
and it disappeared just as fast as it was there. 

What amazed me is this about the feather.  Much of our talks
were about angels and I would do visualizations with Shirley about
their feathers and her spreading hers and such.  To me this was
angels way of saying hey we are really here,  you been telling
Shirley about us but we want you to know we were listening.

Not long after that my low back started to hurt so bad
I could not stand to be in my skin.  I am empathic so I thought
I would just sit in chair by her and stop doing healing for a bit
until it went away. I knew it was not my pain.  It would not go away, Wow
she was hurting so much.  I went home to rest a bit it took a lot
out of me that pain.  As soon as I left and went up the road some
my back was fine again.  I asked the women in hospice
to please call me if she started to struggle at all because she wanted me
there to do healing for her and if she was I would come right back,
I just needed some rest.  I never made it back before she passed
they never called but they said she was so peaceful that it was ok.

I felt bad as I wanted to be there until the end but that horrible
pain chased me away.  I knew she did understand though from
where she was as she knew me well and my gifts.  At the funeral
her friend was telling me the night before she passed at about 1 a.m
she woke up and saw Shirley standing there like she was saying goodbye.
That is about the time I left the hospital.  She was in process of going
to spirit then.  8 hours more she would be there.  I asked a woman
who had been in healing field a lot longer than myself about the pain
I felt and why I had to leave.  Her response was that we go through
levels as we pass and at the end we pass through the pain level of
the world and perhaps I was feeling this process.  Very interesting I thought.
it makes sense really.  Since this happening I have seen Shirley with me
many times. Several times when I was very ill myself and pretty much
alone.  I thought she was there to get me lol.  I come to find she was just
there to help. 

(Shirley Burt)


Now to backtrack a bit to the birds I saw the light present itself
and the spirits went into the light when I did healing for the birds.
I have never seen this happen before this.  The light did not come
with Shirley because I was not there at the time of her passing.
The next man I will write about did have the light come.  I will call
him Mr. S as his family is here in town and out of respect
that will be his name. 

Mr. S was a Japanese man that was at home on hospice.
He had cancer and was in his final weeks.  A client of mine
told his wife of the healing work I did and so I was called.
Just so you all are clear I do not work for hospice. 
Usually there were people there and they were talking
so it side tracked me to not really seeing the visions I normally
do while healing.  The last day was different, I was called to
come because he was having the fever again and just struggling.
Everyone was quiet and let me work.  I was at his feet and saw
the most beautiful vision of a cherry blossom garden huge garden.
they were everywhere.  It is so hard to put into words
the beauty of it.  Then a woman was in a kimono and she
was Japenese.  He was a little again.  He smiled and ran to her.
she gave him a fruit that looked to be a mango.  I am not sure
if they have mangos there but it seemed he loved whatever it was
as he so happily took it from her.  I looked at his face and he was
visibly smiling now.  His breathing became farther apart and I told
his wife that I felt he would go soon to come kiss him and hold his hand.
The light came then and him and the woman went into it. 

He stopped breathing his head went to side a bit very peacefully.  There
was no struggle at all.  It was so peaceful that his wife did not believe
he had passed.  I felt bad for her she really did not want to believe it.
I am sure that was her only thoughts for a while but when it came down to
it she really was not prepared.  Who really is.  We never want people to
die.  To this date I have never seen such a beautiful vision as Mr. S.
I wonder what exactly that fruit was. I never shared the beautiful 
vision with his wife or family because she was so upset and
never called me again.  I wish I could have.  I am sure I did not give
it the beauty that it all was with words. I am not sure I could paint it
as beautiful as it was. 

It seems that when we pass that someone we know and love comes to get us
and in Shirleys case a whole group. The visions are something that the
person loves and most times it is from childhood.  Also, because this is
a lot I am writing about I did not mention above that while my Grandpa
and Mr. S and Shirley were passing over a weeks time it seemed like I was
seeing visions of them at all ages and situations in there life almost like
a review.  I am not sure if that just was not the healing helping to heal
things before they move on or they are truly reviewing their lives.

I know in dealing with ghosts earthbound spirits I do not try
to cross every one of them over.  For me I have to be asked by spirit
or the light just presents itself and I help them to go.  Several have
been asking me about this type of subject lately and I hardly talk about
it.  I am not sure why I do not.  I guess the same reason as ghosts it took
me a while to write about them as well,  I really was not taught how
to cross anything over it just happened really.  There is no school on it
that I know of and  it is even less talked about then ghosts. I know doing
healing work that my visions have been accurate and help people to heal
just as much as the energy work itself does.  The fact that someone
else is seeing their pain.  This work cannot be verified though
by the living client but in my mind I just know that when we die we have beautiful
things waiting for us.