My Mom has always wanted the best from me, is proud of me and I know I am loved by this beautiful woman. I am blessed to know someone as strong and as courageous as my mama. And do not forget smart. She didn’t get here in life by the seat of her pants and it was no easy ride for her. She taught me a lot about hard work and to make it look good and in the end it all became easy, like putting one foot in front of the other. I look up to her and love her till the day is long. I have already wished this kind woman Happy Mother’s Day but had to share this beautiful video by Sarah Kay called, “If I should have a daughter”
Author: Gail
Spiritual Medium, Wanderer Extraordinaire, Knowledge Seeker.
Home Sweet Home
And I looked at all the beauty that surrounded me and said, “I am home!”
And so my Monday starts with this feeling of rejuvenation coursing through my body, my mind clear and unaffected, my mood peachy keen. I was standing on the cruise ship NCL in Miami, FL when I made that statement early in the morning. The sky baby blue with fluffy clouds tossed to and fro. Water greenish blue sparkling all around us and the air salty on my tongue and so very humid. Drinking all this in as I knew it would end so very soon.
The people I met and there were many on this cruise were delightful, friendly and so much fun! And so many people from all over the USA, so many accents, so much food and oh let us not forget the images I took with my trusty camera, so many pictures! Shopping was our main objective with treasure’s to be had and brought back. Alas and alack our luggage did not follow us all the way home. Hopefully we will be picking them up sometime this afternoon though.
Free
For many years I dealt with anxiety and because of this I was unable to take trips to far off places because of the aircraft. Too small, too frightening it was in that space. Panic attacks ensued. Through the years and life changing circumstances I have dealt the anxiety through meditation, proper nutrition and physical exercise. In December 2013 I attended a “Sierra Bender’s Workout to the Core” workshop and did that ever help boost my confidence. Through yoga I was finally able to purge and let go and the finale was the board breaking ceremony which I accomplished. For my test I booked a single flight ticket to Vancouver, B.C. for a week long visit to bounce around this beautiful city and take oodles of images.
I was wondering as I sat in my seat before take off what was about to happen but I sat back, closed my eyes, took a deep breathe and let everything go. Said a prayer and then we were in the air. I was EXHILARATED!! I started to cry from the happiness of it all. I have to say that that week went by so quickly and I was looking forward to the trip back home. Super excited actually.
So now the other half and I are on our way to the east coast coming up soon and this involves a flight to Dallas with a stopover and then on to Miami. So looking forward to our adventure and so looking forward to the plane ride!!
Storyteller
I cannot even imagine what my mother went through having a grandiose storytelling child because I was that girl. My storytelling came to be the lament’s that I made to mother and then accusing me of tattling even before a situation even happened. Perhaps I was getting ahead of myself at the time and just knowing how it was all going to play out. At home I was the one that got it faster than the adults and for that I was accused of sneaking around and the question, “How did she know that?” We had two phones in our home and did always sneakily pick up to listen when there was something going on in the family. Of course I would get caught and Mom always figured that how I was getting my information. Well some of it was because of that. Some of it was just to be nosy.
Always writing long stories and passing them around to my friends just to get a laugh. My dream then was to be a writer. Reading was my passion and I always had a book in my hand albeit not a math or science one but the one’s about travelling all over the world. Book’s about faerie’s, angel’s, troll’s, animal’s, love, people from other countries and friendship. The library was my haven and I would walk the five blocks just to see and read as many as I could. Losing myself in that big world of imagination and wonder. It seemed as I was in a dream state and wanted to be like that all the time. My imagination or rather my intuition got me through my childhood.
In school I can remember sitting at my desk looking out the window and daydreaming and would have done this if they had a class for it. I am sure I would have been a A+ student. Math was always a hard one for me as we had to work out everything on the board and yet I knew the answer and couldn’t find the in between or details to write it on the chalk board. So instead of being encouraged for being right which I knew, the accusation of cheating would come up. I just didn’t know at the time how the answer came to be. It just was! I always felt I had to defend myself from questioning teachers, my mother, friends and later on my world. Like that little fish swimming upstream. It was so tiring.
And now I see that the gift of writing and imagination, reading and storytelling really had great meaning. Think about it. Perseverance is another one of mankind’s greatest strength. You keep at it and it pay’s off. I understand and see it all, my life in a different light. Storytelling has become a big part of my life as well. I am comfortable when I am at the forefront. Not to show off but to drive home a point or to bring humor. No longer do I seek people to shove my views down there throat. That serves no purpose. And my friends I have many, many stories about my past history to tell so that you may relate and possibly learn or laugh. 
Been Around the World
My life has been picking up speed and with my photography amping up with new business and now with my classes happening for intuition tuning, I couldn’t be happier. The other half, Ken and I are planning a long awaited trip to the east coast with a cruise which by the way I have never been on. My quandry is this. How many cards do I bring for my camera never mind about what to pack for clothes which is almost done. A few more weeks and we get on the long flight for adventures and see some beautiful spaces in the Bahamas and other islands.
The plan last year when I brought it up to Ken was to be in the now and drink in that moment so we can remember it for a very long time. I had brought it up to him about not discussing yesterday or the future, that we were on vacation in Honolulu. At the end he brought it up that he thought it had been a great idea but was looking forward to being home. I told him that one only had to look at people that lived there and they wore these worried or what I would call the thinking look. Thinking about the bills, shopping for food, thinking of there job or family or any life situation. And yet they lived in paradise. And really it was being in that state of now they were missing.
So looking forward to this adventure we call life be it here in Canada where the weathers changes on a dime or sunny, humid Florida. Life is pretty funny sometimes and I have to say that grace has touched me in various ways through my photography business, the friends I have met and know, the projects that have opened there doors to include me. If you just let it be and let it flow, well it does just that..it flows. Yes I am truly grateful for what I have inside me and understand it oh so much more as I progress. Looking forward to seeing, knowing more of this vast universe we call life.
The Boys
“A few years back I had a dream of a maze inside a gray building. I could hear excited voices and them saying, “She’s here!” It seemed as all night long people that had passed came out of the door to greet me, so happy they were. I remember seeing Kenny and Rob together, excited that I could see them. Kenny talking up a storm and Rob very quiet. When I awoke from this I was quite tired from the all night “party” but lifted from this visit. Another has gone this week and I am sad to hear of his passing. He was a kind and gentle friend who always took the time to give me that big old bear hug and listen to my stories which were many. He had a smile that lit up the room and a wise wisdom to his demeanour. His was the idea to have my angel wings rings made for me and that I wear proudly. Sleep with angels my friend.~”
And so it was that someone close to our circle of friends has gone on. He had had a diagnosis of cancer many years ago and I look at the years in between that he had accumulated. We all thought that then he was going to pass and we were so happy when he came back from the doctors with an all clear.
I know that I have talked of my dream’s and the visitations. Those started happening to me as far back as I could remember. I know as a child I had night terrors and many vivid dreams and I really needed someone to listen to me, but alas and alack, it was not to be. Add to that the story teller I became and a big wonderment to my Mother who may or may not have believed some of my tall tales of the things I seen or what was going to happen. She didn’t know what to do with me. I didn’t know what to do with me. Too funny now when you think of it. Now in my later years I feel comfortable in my skin learning more about the gift which we all have and how to use it. I hang out with like minded people who soothe my soul. I delight in my world and it is at times like this with the passing of a great friend that I can find solace that he is healed and may one day come to visit. And add to that is probably with the boys, Kenny and Rob and in good company.
Hello!
Hi it’s me Dad, Gail.
I sure miss you and think of you often. It has been many years since you have been gone. Has it been 29 years already? Time surely flies. And it only seemed like it was yesterday when you left. My hopes that all is well and you are healed and in heaven. Oh but sure you are. You know if you are not to busy, send me a sign.
I’ll be watching…. Signed, Your Loving Daughter~
Ebb & Flow
Loyal, trustworthy, loving, caring, fun, witty, adventurous, all attributes of a wonderful friend.From the time we are small children we meet with like minded people that we love to hang around with. As a child I had a crew of best buddies who nutured our friendship with sleepovers and penny arcades, trips to the local swimming pool, baseball, football games we played until it was too dark to see. Camping out with them and walking through the woods with not a plan in mind but looking forward to the day and see what we could get ourselves into. The years go by and we enter high school and now we meet other new people. But isn’t that what life is about. The ebb and flow of the tide. Yes there have been some that have stayed and are still around and then some gone. They moved on, I moved on. I can say though through thick and thin there have been some that have been there for me and I for them. Even with all there stuff, they are there through the good and the bad. We could not see each other for years and pick up where we left off because that is what we do. And then there are some that are the constant in our daily lives. I am grateful, yes I am for the people that I have formed friendships with and the lessons I have been taught and will continue to learn. Because as the song goes, that is what friends are for.
“Mark”
“I had a dream of your father. I was with my other half Ken in this big house & we were walking through the rooms. We were getting ready to leave for a trip. Your dad made quite an entrance riding a bike, a very unusual bike which was low to the ground. Beyond his handle bars and in front of him was a black pin ball machine with a long front end from that. He was very happy indeed and not wearing that eye patch that was always a part of him as we know. Looked very young and wearing jeans and a white top if I remember correctly”
And so this particular and memorable dream came a few days before Mark’s birthday. Sadly he had passed on a few years ago. He was a good friend to me when I met him. 25 years ago we hung out in this place that had a black pin ball machine and I had that machine rigged where only I could have free games on it. Mark had lost his his right eye when he was younger and he wore either a black patch or the artificial eye. And besides being the one to find his eye every once in a while we always had a great time laughing. And so I passed this message on to his daughter Cassie that very morning and she stated that she to also had a dream about him. Cassie told me that she rarely dreamt of him and that she missed him terribly and thanked me for sharing.
And also another thing about his eye. He lived in my basement suite for a time and when he left he again asked me to keep an eye out for his lost orb. I found it when I was cleaning up and I got on the phone with him. He told me to keep it as he was having an operation and would get back to me. He never did. He took his own life not to long after. My intent then was to give it to Cassie on her 18th birthday which I did. She was overcome.
It’s all about healing~
Auntie
Can you believe that it has been 3 years since May that you passed away? Time flies Auntie Christina since you left that day in the hospital. I had heard from my Mom that in January 2012 my Auntie had been airlifted to a city hospital not to far from my home. I had not seen this favorite person for about 30 years. Let’s just say that I had removed myself for personal reasons of my own from my whole family. I walked into the Intensive care unit that night and she had aged understandably, her white hair framing her 70 year old face. The Doctors told us that her appendix had burst and that precipitated a heart attack. I bent down to kiss this face that had laughed so many times with me, this person who had guided me through my rough teen years, that had loved me.
The very next morning she would be having her first operation and not thinking about what was to come with the other 6 more after that. I visited her ever other day and then every day, passing the time with her and writing down the history of our family. Asking her what she could remember of long ago times of our people. She had many stories to tell me and I dutifully scribbled every thing I could. One day she confided to me that the first time she laid eyes on me after my long absence that she thought I had come back from the dead. She was so happy! She suffered more complications and thus the rhythm of the operations started. She may have been old with her age but she was hardy and kept holding on to this world. Each time we were told that she was going to pass and to say our good byes and each time she pulled out. She became thinner and at last the Doctors told us to get together and decide what was to be. To keep her alive on a IV pole the rest of her days or let her go. We came together all 30 of us and had a prayer first then we all had a say first on how she impacted our lives and then what we thought. It was the start of our healing process as we were all unified. She also had a DNR on her own bequest and now it was time. Those last days were bitter sweet. We all took turns keeping watch by her bedside. I have to add here that my Auntie Christina had strong religious beliefs and I am sure that is what got her through her painful hours. The day the priest came into her room to give her last rites she broke down her composure. Later after he had left she whispered to me, “I am still here!” She had thought with the last rites she would quickly pass. Honestly we had a good laugh about that, we did. I told her that it would be a good time to talk to each of her 7 children and give them her last words. She turned her head to me and said she had always loved me and that I was a cool and groovey chick. That made me laugh and cry at the same time. She could always do that to me. Auntie then had her children come to her in the next few days. We received a late night call a few days later saying she had taken her last breathe and now it was time to go through the other processes.
Months later I was invited by my friend to a group session to see this medium, a well known one in our city and I went to experience this not expecting much for myself but to see others have there time. Carmel came to me first and said that I had a pretty powerful spirit with me, a female and asked if this person had just passed away and I said yes that it was my Aunt. She then went on to say that this spirit had wanted to thank me for helping her to pass peacefully. Can I tell you how that made me feel? THAT gave me solace like no other. In the intervening months she came through dreams to visit one or two of her children. In one dream to her daughter Donna she was very young, happy and dancing while her father our grandfather played the fiddle. To know that she is healed where ever she is and happy has also helped our grieving process. I thank the great Divine~
Intuition Calling 