Is death really the end of things, or is it a transformation, of life into a new higher level of life.

Have you lost a loved one recently, or went thru a break up. I'm not sure if the loss of a relationship hurts worse than the death of a loved one? Meeting someone who you eventually fall in love (or lust) with feels awkward at first, We put on our best face to show the stuff (about us) we know someone could love, or at least like. At first we have zero history, except for some possible encounter we had with this new person in our lives. We had to meet some how, was it work, at a dance, maybe you played softball and met there? It doesn't matter how, or where, what matters is that you are beginning to develop a history with this person. Something to talk about, common ground. Slowly we have both good and bad experiences, building that much desired history.

When we lose a loved one, there is a history. In fact most times you are born into some of the history from this person, and you build on it as you grow. None of that falling in love or lust, of course there is love, but a different type.

Where this gets very cloudy is, that after a break up that sense of loss, hurts so bad it might be the number one most painful experience we can have? Why does it feel like that? For most of us, a break up will leave us with lots of bad memories. Of course some of us get over that but not everyone. And yet when a loved one dies, which is a more permanent thing, than a break up. The tendency is to remember only the good things! Of course this is not he golden rule, there are plenty of people who might be glad to, or at least not very sad to, see someone go?

Let's look at the differences in them and see how the "paranormal proof" we search for so hard could be that we are missing lots of spirit to spirit communication, from some of these past history memories. Missing signals from spirit guides/ guardian angels, or what ever you think is out there helping you that can, and will help us in the mourning process, as well as getting restarted with life. (Just a general note, if there is a little devil on your shoulder telling you to shoot the EX. Try to avoid that signal!)

Think about how much time we spend looking for spirit contact. Especially after a sometimes long trip, where we spend so much money on gas, entrance fees (what a racket), babysitters, just lots of extras to find some well known destination. Prisons, Mental hospitals, Castles, or some house where mass murder occurred. What exactly are you doing it for? Oh it would be amazing to be the person who actually proves the existence of the spirit world, but is that more important than talking to your Grandma? Then there is the factions that, seek out help to contact lost loved ones! Mediums, very wealthy people thanks to those folks. Sylvia Browne $750.00 per phone reading. Her son, $450.00! John Edwards, his readings are under $500.00 per session. There is a mountain of psychic mediums lined up to take your money. The one thing I like about John Edwards is that he always say if you read the signs, you don't need me! What is the going rate for a therapist, $150.00--$200.00 per session, We are paying money to make contact to a medium, and sometimes larger money to help forget someone we wanted so bad, in our lives.

Next time you are setting there thinking how can I get involved with a group, to go investigate, or ghost hunt. Get a babysitter, load up the car with all your equipment take the car out for a long drive, Get all fired up like we do when we go look at some haunted place. Now pull up in front of your own home, or a family home, go into the living room and set up a tape recorder and simply talk to the lost love ones in your own life? Take pictures, shoot video, have a se'ance, Treat this place like any other you want to investigate. Put together a small group and do each others houses. Look for signals for me a good sign they want to talk is I can't get them out of my mind. If you could get several family members together, who share the same loss, try concentrating on the loved one or ones? Depending on how much the person who has passed over knew about who is there, it might surprise you at the responses you get.

I hear all the time from people who want to start, or find a group where they live. Until that happens for you try working with the family. I have set in on several of these family endeavors, to help direct the people who want to be involved but don't really know how to get started. Several times someone has contacted me saying that what they experienced lifted a 500 lb monkey off them as they now know we are not 100% separated from the dead.

Something you need to think about when doing this is, who was that person on this side? Do you really know who this person was? Think about it, not her as your grandma but who really was this person, do we know them, or do we only know the part of them they had left us see? That being said don't expect all the thoughts or communication to be based around your child hood experiences. You might have to ask other family members (later) to catch a response. There is something that can get a bit sticky is that persons beliefs about religion, and the here after. These folks were raised in a different time, it might seem that they have adjusted to our way of thinking but they might not. We have to remain respectful that Grandma's religious beliefs might not allow her to be as connected to this world any more. The older generations as well as many today, believe we die and if you accepted Christ you simply go to heaven. Once they figure out there might be more to the picture, this could get strange answers, or mumbling noises. Be patient, this might take some time.

Try some of this and see what happens. Write to me, and tell me what has happened you can write me if you need more ideas, or have a great idea. I would love to see what you find. Send picture, EVP's, and your comments to me:
Phhd51@aol.com , Steve Shank.

Please no forwards, I never look at forwards, these could have viruses in them without you every knowing!
Thanks for listening to my ramblings
Steve