Celebrating Wedded Bliss

I may embarrass my husband today.  It won’t be the first time, and he’s pretty thick-skinned.  He can take it.  I'm going to share some pictures that perhaps should remain private, but on this special date, I'm pulling out the stops.  (To see the incriminating photos, you'll have to visit my actual blog)  

Eighteen years ago today we committed to spending the rest of our lives together.  To this day neither  of us can figure out how we got so lucky.  It’s one of those, “I can’t believe you love me as much as I love you” things.  So that’s the part where I embarrass him with all of this gushy, lovey-dovey stuff.  Now for the part where I embarrass myself:

For those of you who read Ty’s blog (www.LifeAsTySeesIt.com), you know that he regularly refers to me as “My Lovely Bride.”   This nickname came later on in our relationship; most certainly not on our wedding night …

We were married in the U.S. Naval Academy chapel—not in the big one upstairs followed by a mad dash under an arch of crossed swords.  Ours was a more intimate ceremony with family in a smaller chapel downstairs near John Paul Jones’ crypt.   

The flight for our Caribbean honeymoon didn’t leave until the next day, but we wanted to get away by ourselves, so we reserved the VIP suite at the Naval Academy’s visiting officers’ quarters.  We checked into our room late in the day.  I noticed a certain twinkle in my new husband’s eyes as his gaze fell on the Victoria’s Secret bag in my hand.  “Is there something in there that I’ll like?” he asked.  I smiled mischievously and replied, “You’ll find out later.”

As the sun was setting I pulled out the Victoria's Secret bag and told him that I needed a few minutes to get ready for bed.  I asked him to run down to the car and retrieve something that I had left there.  Ty had an extra spring in his step as he headed out the door.  The reaction when he returned is one I will never forget.  He took one look at his new wife lying on the bed and his legs literally went out from under him.  He dropped to his knees in a fit of laughter that left him unable to speak for several minutes.

The photo here shows  you the transformation that I underwent in the few minutes he was gone.  Perhaps he had envisioned something other than his new bride enjoying Readers’ Digest in a pair of Navy sweats with her hair in curlers and cold cream on her face.   I don’t know. 

When he finally regained his senses, I took his hands in mine and said, “Sweetheart, today I promise you one thing:  Life with me will never be boring.”  (Could I have been psychic way back then?) 

That day set the tone for the next 18 years, with Ty doing his part to bring laughter and joy into our marriage on a daily basis.  The photo here is not of his reaction that night, but some time later when the roles were reversed and he was making me laugh with his crazy, wind-blown hair on a sailboat, acting as if he'd been electrocuted.  You can see how little he has  changed over the years -- at least personality-wise. 

Life is full of changes, and ours have certainly changed in ways we never imagined back in 1996.  Ty married an active duty naval officer, not a medium, yet he has been my greatest supporter and my source of strength throughout all of these unexpected twists and turns in our lives.  Even our love for each other has changed:  it has grown stronger and deeper with time.  Sure, like all couples, we each have our little “things” that cause the other to stretch and grow, but that’s one of the reasons God draws us to our partners.  They are our greatest teachers. 

So today we are spending our anniversary in Oregon.  We’ve lost track of how many states we’ve traveled across on this summer’s tour.  Some days I don’t know where I am, until I take my husband’s hands like I did eighteen years ago today, look into his eyes, and I find myself once again in the state of “Cherishdom.” 

Sorry about embarrassing you, Ty, but sometimes I can’t help myself.   Thank you for the best 18 years of my life.  There's no one with whom I would rather share this wonderful journey.

Transmitting

Whose thoughts are they anyway? The other day we arrived at Mountain Home Air Force Base in Idaho for a short lay-over on our summer tour.  We had already disconnected our towed car from our coach.  Ty went through the gate first in the coach and I followed in the car.  After showing my I.D. card to the sentry, I followed Ty toward the campground, knowing he would have already asked for directions.  For no reason the thought occurred to me, "I wonder if they have a veterinary clinic on this base?"  Then I thought, "Why would I care?  Our dogs are fine, and they're up to date on their shots." Two seconds later Ty's voice came over the hand-held walkie-talkie at my side saying, "The guard says we're supposed to look for the veterinary clinic and hang a left." 

Everything is energy, my friends, including our thoughts.  Every thought you have goes out into the Universe and is perceived at some level by other souls.  So, the question of the day is, "What are you sending out there?"  May your every thought bless all others.

It's All About Service ... "Siri"-ously!

Why are we here, if not to love each other?  One way in which we show our love is through service.  The theme of “service” has been prominent for me the past couple of days.  If you read the Sanaya Says post for yesterday, June 22^nd, you’ll see that they said the following:  “… you will go round and round in ever more loving incarnations until you decide to teach love to those who still need help awakening.  It is not a punishment, but the joy of service.”  When I finished the reading I sent a silent thank you and heard an immediate “At your service!” in reply.  I laughed with joy, because I knew the thought had not come from me.

Then, yesterday morning I attended the services (no pun intended) at the Center for Spiritual Living in Salt Lake City where I will be giving my “Making the Connection” presentation this evening.  While sitting in the sanctuary, I was thinking about a long-distance phone reading I had agreed to do this morning as a favor for Dr. Gary Schwartz, the noted scientist, author, and afterlife researcher from the University of Arizona.  Gary had stressed how important this reading was.   The client would remain completely anonymous to me, and Gary would be waiting to hear the results.  I reminded myself how important it is for me to not allow myself to feel pressured.  Just then my Support Team sent me the encouraging thought, “There is no need to be nervous when you do it from service.” 

I love when they speak in rhyme and send such helpful reminders!

So this morning I set my nervousness aside and began the reading.  As with all of my sessions, I did so with the intention of bringing hope, healing and comfort for the client … of being of service to this man.  I won’t go into details about the reading other than to say, “mission accomplished” with utmost gratitude to God,  my Team of helpers on the other side, and the man's loved ones for their stunning validation of the continuity of life and love. 

I was feeling a bit spacey and drained after the reading, so Ty and I went for an easy run.  As we cooled down at the end we were both a bit more winded than usual.  Ty wondered aloud what the elevation was, as the high altitudes of numerous places we have visited on our summer tour have affected us noticeably.  When he asked the question, I saw a golden opportunity to consult “Siri,” the knowledgeable woman who lives inside my iPhone and who will answer just about anything I ask her at the push of a button.

So, I pushed the button and asked, “What is the elevation of Ogden, Utah?”  Siri answered, “Let me check my sources.”  After a pause she came back and said, “The elevation of Ogden, Utah is about 4,300 feet.”  I smiled triumphantly at Ty, and then I had the amusing thought that if I were to thank Siri, she might say something cute in reply.  I pushed the button and said, “Thank you,” and Siri promptly replied, “I live to serve.”

Don’t you love it?  Like Siri, may we all live to serve and may we always do so from the heart. 

Trust Me: Life IS Eternal!

Yesterday I received awesome confirmation from the other side that life is eternal, which is exactly what Sanaya said yesterday morning (June 22nd post) in the daily message BEFORE I learned about this development (see www.SanayaSays.com)! ... 

The day before yesterday I gave a reading to a woman who I will call Beverly for the sake of confidentiality (she gave me permission to share this wonderful story).  Beverly is facing a serious illness and wanted a reading for herself and her daughter to show that if she does not survive this physical challenge, her soul will continue to exist and be with her family.

The reading went well, and I connected with Beverly’s mother on the other side, who provided me with evidence about her life and things going on now with Beverly’s family that I could not have known.  Just as I was wrapping up the session, Beverly’s mother in spirit showed me a giraffe.  I could tell that it wasn’t a real giraffe; it looked more like a stuffed giraffe or a cartoon.  I told Beverly that in over 725 readings no one in spirit had ever shown me a giraffe.

Well, I just found out that this morning, less than 24 hours after this communication between the two worlds, Beverly received a drawing of a giraffe from her granddaughter – the daughter of Beverly’s OTHER daughter, not the one who sat in on the reading.  This other daughter knew nothing about the giraffe coming through in the reading. 

What does this show us?  Mediumship is not telepathy; I was not reading Beverly's mind.  This was true, real-time communication with her "deceased" mother.  The other beautiful message is that Beverly's mother in spirit knew about this drawing of the giraffe, showing what those on the other side prove to me time after time:  they are still with us and know what is going on in our lives. 

After this beautiful confirmation, Beverly summarized the reading this way: 

"It makes me know that when I get over there, I'm going to have a ball!  I'll just play all over the place."

Now do you see why my book about mediumship is called “Messages of HOPE?”

Beverly asked for another reading in a year.  She said that she may not still be here in the physical world to participate, but she will talk with her daughter and me one way or another, wherever she is.  What a wonderful attitude!

So, to the smartie-pants friend of mine who commented on my Facebook page that our summer tour is only an excuse to go bike riding, I KNOW you’re kidding, and I know you love me as much as I love you, but see, I’m serving Spirit every chance I get!

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A Big Thumbs-Up for "Wolf's Message"

I am so grateful for this endorsement just in from best-selling author Caroline Myss for my upcoming book: 

"Wolf's Message is a masterpiece of intrigue. If you have ever wanted to read a book that validates immortality and communication with loved ones who have passed on, then read this book. It is an authentic portal to the other side."  Caroline Myss, author of Anatomy of the Spirit

It will be such an honor to have Caroline's words on the back cover.  Thank you, God; thank you, Wolf; and thank you, Caroline! 

 

A Healing Gift Across the Miles

Can healing occur at a distance?  Most definitely.  Why?  Because everything is energy, including your mind, body, and spirit.  You may have read in Ty’s blog how he had a transformative healing session in person last week with our gifted friend, Debbie Svitavsky (www.VibrantSpirit.net).  I was gifted with the offer of a distance healing from Debbie, which I gratefully received yesterday. 

I lay on the bed in our coach in Sedona, AZ with the lights dimmed.  Debbie called me at the appointed hour to let me know that she was beginning the session from her home in Ft. Collins, Colorado.  I will tell you that a few years ago the Navy officer in me might have laid there with thoughts of “This kind of thing is impossible” running through my mind.  I have had far too many experiences with energy and our helpers in the unseen dimension since my days in the Navy to ever again entertain such limiting thoughts. 

I hung up the phone, put on some meditative music, and allowed myself to relax.  As I tuned in to what I was sensing, hearing, and seeing, the impressions came one after another.  I have had sessions with energy healers before, so I am familiar with the sensation.  The ripples, full body twitches, and “lessons” that came to me over the next hour were no different than if Debbie had been standing beside me.  She is one powerful healer!

As I entered a deeper state of consciousness, an issue I have been working on came to mind followed by the image of a particular animal.  The animal showed up several times during the session.  I will keep all of the private things to myself, but I later looked up the symbolism of this animal and was stunned to see how perfect his visit was for the issue at hand.

For those of you who may harbor doubts that Debbie and I were connected at a soul level across the miles (which do not exist at the level of spirit), and that we were accompanied by a greater Power beyond ourselves, I will share what becomes the latest addition to my “Awesome Spiritual Experiences” file … 

As I felt the grace of healing of this particular emotional issue, I suddenly sensed a cat standing on my chest kneading the area of my heart.  A few minutes later I heard the word “integrating” and sensed I should look at the clock because the session was ending.  It was 10:53.  At 10:54 the phone rang.  It was Debbie calling to tell me that the session had ended and that it might take me a little while to INTEGRATE what I had received.  I shared with her the impressions I had experienced along with the image of the cat kneading my chest.  Debbie replied, “That’s really interesting.  I have a cat who often climbs up on the table during the sessions in my office and kneads my clients’ chests.”

 I was stunned.  I said, “You have a real life cat who actually does this?”  She laughed and said yes.  I immediately went to the coach’s kitchen and shared this amazing vision with Ty.  He stunned me further when he declared, “Her cat did that to me during my session last week.”

I said, “Are you kidding me?  You didn’t tell me that!”  He shrugged his shoulders and laughed as we shook our heads in amazement.

I’m so glad that Ty hadn’t told me about the cat.  It adds validity to everything I experienced during Debbie’s long-distance session.  I feel this image of the cat was more than just a vision.  I have the knowing sense that Debbie’s cat plays its own healing role as a partner in her work.  I believe that back in Colorado her cat saw “Mom” doing her work at a distance and its soul jumped in to do its part across the miles.  Together their work allowed an emotional release that my soul needed.

How cool is that?!

I can definitely feel the results of the session today.  I feel lighter, more tuned in, and am experiencing the effects of the removal of some long-held blockages.  Thank you, Debbie, thank you Debbie’s cat, and thank you to the powerful helpers on the other side who work through Debbie for all of your gifts.  Near or far, in whatever form we take, we truly are One Spirit.

Still Here

I had a surreal, attention-getting, “Isn’t that interesting!” moment today.  We were traveling from Gallup, New Mexico, to Flagstaff, Arizona.  Ty was at the wheel of the coach and I was in the passenger seat.  I was deeply engrossed in working on an upcoming presentation and glanced up when Ty said we were stopping at a rest area for him to stretch.  Out of the corner of my eye I saw motion.  I glanced out the right window and am not sure what words flew out of my mouth, but I know I reacted physically as I saw a tractor trailer headed straight at me going 75 miles per hour, about 1 second from impact.  I barely had time to think, “I’m about to find out what the Other Side is like.”

In a split second during which I felt no fear, the truck disappeared beneath me, speeding under the overpass that we were traveling across. 

I had not realized that Ty had left the highway and was crossing over it.   

In response to my unexpected outcry, he gasped and yelled, “What happened?!” I put my hand to my chest and when I realized I was still in this dimension, I described to him the frightening optical illusion.  The incident gave me some interesting things to ponder for the next hour or so as I recalled how many of those who have passed tell me in my sessions that their transition was just like passing through a door.  I had the distinct sensation today that they are right, but I’m happy to be sharing this with you from this dimension this evening.   

It's good to be settled in as I write this at a nice campground with the physical sight and smell of pine trees all around us.  In anticipation of so many loving friends telling us to be careful out here, trust me, we say, "Safe travels," every time we get underway.  We love you, too.

How's your C.U.P.?

Wolf visited me yesterday in meditation.  It's been awhile, and his presence was so welcome.  How do I know it was him?  He told me about his dad (Mike's) knee surgery, which I already knew about, but Wolf showed me an image of scar tissue and repeated the word "rubber band."  I sent an email to Mike and Beth to tell them of the visit.  Mike wrote back and said, "I have had more conversations with Wolf lately asking for help in healing with my knee. As far as my requests to him, the most urgent is his help in tearing down the scar tissue to allow more range of motion, and the other request is to alleviate the tight rubber band sensation I get around my knee all the time.  WOW, your words from Wolf just confirms he is aware and is helping me to full health."

I wrote back to Mike and said, "Seriously?  You used the term 'rubber band' to describe the sensation?" and he replied, "I have used this term almost daily at physical thereapy! Wolf knows exactly what we're talking about."

Thank you, Wolf, for being so present with us.  I know that he has been helping me the past two days as I tweaked my "Heart Gifts" presentation.  Wolf's message of the need for all of us to come into alignment with our true nature and be more heart-centered hasn't changed, but I wanted to make the teaching points in the presentation crystal clear.  As I put each teaching point on its own Power Point slide, he gave me a really cool acronym that summarizes the way to live from the heart:

 Allow your C.U.P. to runneth over (where C.U.P. stands for Compassion, Understanding, and Patience)

Ty and I had fun making a photo for the slide showing my "Isn't that interesting!" cup running over.  As my t-shirt implies, may Wolf's words inspire YOU to overflow with Compassion for all of our fellow human beings and for ourselves as we learn and grow in this School of Life, Understanding of why humans do the things they do, and Patience with ourselves and with those who forget that we are spirit-beings whose true essence is love.

Thank you, Wolf, for leaving us proof that we are multi-dimensional souls here and now.  

Wolf's Message - Becoming a Reality

Have a peek at the cover design for my new book:  "Wolf's Message," artistically designed by my beautiful step-daughter, Elisabeth. Publication has been moved up, and the book should be available this summer.  I'm  excited to share this PROOF that we are all souls and that we walk in the physical and non-physical worlds at once.  Here's the write-up from the back cover:

When Mike and Beth Pasakarnis received the news that every parent dreads, their world seemed to crumble around them.  Spiritual teacher and evidential medium Suzanne Giesemann knew exactly how they felt.  Like Mike and Beth’s son, Wolf, her step-daughter Susan had been struck and killed by a bolt of lightning out of the blue.  Until meeting Mike and Beth, Suzanne—a former “by-the-book” Navy commander—had cautiously refrained from using the word “proof” when speaking of the eternal existence of the soul.  But no longer. The evidence Mike and Beth shared from their son provided all the proof she needed. 

Little did Mike, Beth, or Suzanne know that their lives would soon become even more entangled by unexpected visits from Wolf’s spirit.  Had Wolf’s presence offered a one-time glimpse across the veil, they might still be pondering the significance of the mystifying clues he left behind.  Instead, as Wolf repeatedly made his presence known, Suzanne was able to piece together Wolf’s puzzle and reveal a startling message that has profound spiritual implications for us all.   Travel along on Suzanne’s incredible journey as she unravels the web of clues Wolf wove to ensure that his uplifting message of hope and joy is understood by all mankind.  

 "Part spiritual detective story, part definitive proof of after-death communications from a most extraordinary young man, Wolf’s Message is above all a must-read for those seeking a more balanced, heart-centered way of living."  Kenneth Ring, Ph.D., Professor Emeritus of Psychology, University of Connecticut, Author of Lessons from the Light

“Wolf’s efforts to communicate with us through Suzanne deserve to be taken seriously and received with gratitude, awe, and celebration.”  Dr. Gary E. Schwartz, Ph.D., author of The Sacred Promise and The Afterlife Experiments

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Our Susan crossed to the other side eight years ago today, June 8th, 2006.  She has blessed us with some incredible signs today, and we are so grateful.  I believe that she and Wolf, two highly evolved souls who transitioned in the same manner, are shepherding this book project to make sure many people hear its important message of returning to the heart.

 

Hershey Girl's Gift

Synchronicities are signs of the interconnectedness of All That Is.  When we experience "coincidences" that have no rational explanation in the physical world, look beyond the physical world, where consciousness and Infinite Intelligence exists just as it does here.  What follows is the text of an email I recently received.  This wonderful story shows that not only do our beloved pets live on, but they can give us signs every bit as meaningful as our loved ones on the other side can.  I have asked for and received verifiable evidence from clients' deceased pets in readings, so I know that their souls survive the transition we call death just as human beings' souls do.  May you be comforted to know that Love lives on in its infinite manifestations.  Here's the letter ...

 

Dear Suzanne,

I never would have thought that your love of chocolate would bring me to tears.   
 

For the past 8 years I've been heavily involved with volunteer work at the Western Pennsylvania Humane Society.   Over the years, I've discovered an aptitude for walking & handling some of the more stressed, troubled dogs.  And due to the fact that I'm generally there several hours per day, 5 days per week, I often develop very special bonds with those animals.   Unfortunately, because of behavioral issues, those same dogs are also at risk & most unlikely to get adopted.   So it was with great sadness that one of my favorites, a pit bull mix named Hershey, was euthanized after many months within the system.

 

I was particularly close to this energetic young lady who we affectionately called Hershey Girl or Hershey Kiss & my loss was palpable.  (This is "Hershey Girl" in the photo on the left).  That night, as usual under these circumstances, I prayed for a sign indicating that my girl crossed over to a better world.  Without fail, I always pray for an obvious sign, noting that anything too subtle might fly right over this dull boy.  The resounding thud of a two-by-four across the nose might be required to garner my attention.

 

The next morning at work, I opened one of your emails concerning the summer tour & eventually linked to your Facebook page, which was odd, because I never look at Facebook.  I'm one of the few dinosaurs who still doesn't have an account, nor the inclination, to spend time on Facebook.  After a brief viewing, I linked to Ty's Blog, skimmed a few interesting entries & then realized I better get back to work.  One more scroll of the mouse before closing the screen & I'm startled to see a blog entry titled:  "Hershey Girl ... "  It's accompanied by a picture of you squirting a Hershey's Chocolate bottle into an ice cream container along with entries regarding your family's background with Milton Hershey.

 

At first, it was just a pleasant surprise to see my girl's name in the blog.  Then I realized this was a "holy crap" moment of the highest degree.  Here was the old proverbial two-by-four between the eyes, Hershey appearing on a website from an author of an incredible afterlife book I had just finished reading!  Some might say this was a coincidence, but I'd disagree.  The thought that this message came from spirit and that my girl was fine shook me to the core.  I quickly closed my office door lest someone walk in & see their misty-eyed boss choking up over a picture of Hershey's syrup.  Explain that one, will you? 

 

It might sound insignificant to some, but when you've bonded with these stressed, confused, homeless, unwanted animals & you've experienced enormous losses over the years, a sign such as this is overwhelmingly joyful.  Walking into the shelter the next day becomes much easier when you believe (or in your case...know!) that our loved ones, both people & animals, continue living across the veil.

 

Thank you for listening to this long-winded "tail" (ha, ha) & for telling your amazingly intense personal story in "Messages of Hope. " Your journey resonated very deeply with me & I'll be following your guidance in the years ahead. 

 

Best Wishes & Thanks for All You Do,

Tom