TALES FROM THE BOBBI LAMA

Sometimes, when I ask my late husband’s spirit to show me he’s “around,” things eventually happen. And it’s to my absolute delight, even if I don’t instantly recognize his sign. Today, I woke up missing him, as usual. I had had a reading with Gail, a medium (www.gailandspirit.com) yesterday, and she shared that he missed my smile, he hoped I could move on to a new beginning with more happiness, and he suggested that I might think about another writing a book to follow You Don’t Know Jack!. She said he acknowledged how much harder my second year dealing with the grief of widowhood was, and maybe, if I had it in me and wanted to, I might want to write a sequel addressing that hard second year to help others validate what they were experiencing as they went through theirs.

Reminded of all of this, I tried to design a happier day for myself and considered taking my laptop outside to see if there were enough “bullet points” to give that sequel any serious consideration. I figured if I could “flesh out” those challenging experiences as worth sharing, it might be a course changer for me. So, once the weather was warmed up, I went outside to sit in the sunshine with my laptop. Gail had also told me he suggested I do that to feel the sun’s rays warm up my face and know it was him… his loving energy around me. It was delightful, I enjoyed our shared space…his energy field united with mine. I smiled and thanked him for coming through in the reading with Gail. I had so much gratitude for his “being” with me. As I mentally told him I would try to pay more attention for his messages, I turned on my computer. As it lit up, the screen contents looked squished. It was like when I was a kid and made a newspaper imprint on Silly Putty, and then distorted the image by stretching it. It didn’t last long, but I was able to capture that squished message and felt such a simple joy. My smile was back.