Connecting With Spirit Waiting for Dad Working in the ethereal realm has given me the opportunity to commune with spirit in beautiful and profound ways. Although I don't identify with the label "medium",  there are times when I connect with my client's family members and friends who have passed. Messages of love and healing have brought comfort and peace to many throughout the years. Therefore, I naturally assumed that I would feel the presence of my own departed family members with little effort. Surely I would have an edge, right? My father died on Nov. 8th, 2013. Although it was expected, the gaping hole his death left in our family was immeasurable. My mother and we children experienced the exquisite pain of loss and the monumental missing of a handsome, funny, giving, complex and loving father. After Dad passed I waited to "feel" him around me. Nothing came. I meditated, sang songs, searched the skies and still no sign from my Dad. The desire for one last chat, one last hug hung heavy on my heart. "Come on Dad!" I shouted, "I need you!" The idea that Dad was with me and I was simply unable to sense him gave me little comfort.  I wanted a visceral connection with my Father and I wanted it now! Days, weeks and months went by. The loss was no less painful. Ultimately I came to a conclusion. I decided that in order to connect with my Dad I would just take him along on my day. Since I knew he was as expansive as the universe I realized he could be in more than one place at one time. Just like LOVE. I began talking to him. I talked to him while I worked out at the Y. I sent him psychic postcards of stunning Florida sunsets. I took him on my bicycle rides. I asked him for help. I reminisced with him. Essentially, he became my shadow. This felt good but still I waited. There was no earth shattering tap on the shoulder from Dad. Nevertheless sharing my thoughts and my world with my father helped me grieve and heal while connecting me with gratitude for my world and all in it. One morning I was sitting at a very long red light not thinking about much at all. In an instant I felt my father around me. The experience was all consuming. I was engulfed in his essence. It seemed as if every good and beautiful aspect of my Dad's soul was surrounding me. It was wonderful and it was unmistakingly my Dad.  He was wrapping his arms around me. It was a heavenly hug that left me with a heavenly joy. Peace. Love. Thank you Dad! These days a song on the radio or the call of a hawk can make me think of my Dad. When I hear a certain phrase or see a certain symbol I know it is a message from him. When I say something that he always said I feel the heart tug of love.  Why am I writing this? For those of you who have lost and are still waiting for that hug, tap on the shoulder, or symbolic message. It will come. Just keep connecting with your heart. Stay open and drop your agenda of "how". Love will come to you. Connection will occur. Hang on and stay open. And as Father's Day looms in the near future I am also writing this to say, "I love you Dad!" Love and light, Nora

What Have I Done?

Have you ever made a choice and then watched helplessly while a myriad of problems arose from the simple act of opting for one direction rather than another? The sense of loss of control, and the roller coaster ride of emotions can be overwhelming. I am wiping my brow and taking a deep breath after just such an experience and I want to share with you the lessons I have been reacquainted with through the chain reaction of a choice gone awry. When life seems to be spinning out of control: First: Get a grip on your emotions. I did not say bury your feelings or deny them, I did say don't let them rule you. In my case if I had fueled my initial burst of anger and frustration, I doubt I would be able to speak of the positive outcome which eventually ensued. Letting anger take over isolates and can blind us to alternative solutions to our challenge. Second: Remember "No man is an island." Ask for help. My error in choice lead to a number of people opting to help rectify the problem. Some people embraced helping with gusto and concern. I found compassionate listening at the other end of the phone. I found people doing more than just their jobs to educate me on various options which might solve my problem.   Request that someone go the extra mile -- but ask with love. When speaking with a representative I asked her to "Put on her halo and make a miracle." Suggesting that she go beyond the norm triggered something in her that engaged her in my issue in a more personal way. And help me she did. Third Don't give up; follow your gut. If something is not working and you really feel there "has to be a way" don't stop asking for what you want. As I hit one wall and then another I momentarily lost momentum and almost gave up my quest for a solution to my problem, but after a restless night's sleep a voice in my head said "Give it another try." So I did. Fourth: Pray for guidance. I found myself asking; "What am I to learn from this? What do I need to know?" Instead of staying in the impotence of victim energy I searched within for what knowledge I could gain from the experience. Fifth: Be in gratitude. After the mess was cleaned up I took the time to call and thank the people who had helped me. I think we all felt a great sense of victory. My issue was minor in the scheme of life but the lessons brought back to me are not. My initial choice caused a domino effect of "Murphy's Law" my second and third and fourth choices created a pathway of connectivity and flow, reminding me that life is an adventure and that I am part of a vibrant community populated by people who will go the extra mile and embrace an extraordinary challenge in order to lend a hand to another and by doing so feel a sense of connection and perhaps a little glow in their heart.   Love and light, Nora As I bend and stretch to accommodate life's ebbs and flows I connect with my world in a life altering way.

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Nora Hooper - Intuitive

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