As some of you know, I have been working to gain a clearer perception of true communications from those dwelling in the other side, the afterlife, Heaven, the Summerland, whatever you choose to call it.

I’m not exactly sure how I’m doing this. Sometimes it’s me copying down clairaudient information (copying speech I hear), although that is rare. Sometimes it’s me interpreting information from all of the other senses aside from hearing it, which is most common. Other times, my perception becomes so intense and clear that my actual penmanship changes and takes on characteristics of the deceased person. This has been called automatic writing or channeling. I have done it but it takes a lot out of me, so I typically prefer to keep a buffer between myself and the messenger. In most cases, I’m doing this on a private basis for people when their loved ones seek my attention during one of these sessions and I never talk about it in public. I’m just a conduit. It’s not my place to talk about it.

I’m still learning about this and I’m under the supervision of someone far more experienced. The reason why I’m pointing that out is because I don’t want the rest of you thinking it’s romantic and cool to say, “Hey Casper, come take my pen and write some stuff!” Any type of communication with spirit should only be done under the supervision of those far more experienced until you yourself are experienced enough and only if you feel the undeniable call to do so. It took me a year of talking to different people experienced in these things just to decide if I should listen to that call. I was a child medium, so I ultimately decided that this is just a more advanced form of communication and no more or less dangerous than the other medium work I have been doing since I could talk. When you mess with the other side, you have to understand that you’re opening a door for anything to come through – good or bad. It doesn’t matter if you’re playing with an Ouija board, doing EVP sessions, channeling, automatic writing, or simply saying, “Give me a sign of your presence.” You’re still essentially doing the same thing – inviting contact with the afterlife. If you don’t know how to maintain your energy, your home, your spiritual boundaries, and those of your loved ones, then you’re just asking for trouble. This is not something that should be taken lightly.

That being said, one of my recent sessions with a regular spirit in my “collection” became a message that I was instructed to share with all of my readers. I will not name this spirit. Sorry. The following text came through my pen on my private notebook and I transcribed it for you, my readers, as per the spirit’s instructions. It was a mixed message from all senses, so I hope I got it as right as I could, although I am merely human. You’ll see said spirit refer to me as “O”. My mother had intended to call me Olivia when I was born and some of my regulars call me O or Olivia to get my attention.

Read it. Soak it in. Take it to heart. It’s as much meant for each of you individually as it is for the collective whole.

I’m speaking to those in the physical with O’s help. She is a flicker of light and warmth that should be felt everywhere.

Powerful currents of emotional energy have been building for a long time in the wrong direction. I has become more important than we. Things – the material – have replaced the soul. These are not new ideas. The world is increasingly aware – with a bitter tongue, I might add – of humanity’s shortcomings, but our message is shifting here in the spirit as your perception is shifting in the physical. We’re standing on the edge of a cliff, my friends, and it’s time to push forward in the awakening. Reality is so much bigger than perceived through the human eye if you only open your spiritual eye and look around. If we don’t come together now, the human race will collapse on itself and be forced to start over again. Petty differences mean nothing in the larger scope of things. Look at the things causing you anger, sadness and hopelessness. Are they really caused by other people or are they caused by something broken in yourself? Only honestly cracking open your chests to look at your raw souls will heal the hurt. Be truthful. The time for excuses and procrastination is done, my friends. Truth and love are universal languages that will heal all wounds, settle all differences, and end all wars.

To those whose family and friends moved from skins to spirits, now is not a time for despair. We’re here, we’re well, and we’re always as close as your thoughts, whispers and love. Just as you feel us, we feel you. That which parts our planes of existences is thinnest when the physical world allows itself to swell with love in any form. December is a time for embracing family and friends both here and there but you must learn to carry it throughout your years. Speak to us as you speak to anyone if you need the closeness. We hear you no matter if you feel us lingering around or not. Most importantly, speak to those nearest you. Never wait for the next minute, the next hour, the next day, or the next year to express your love for all people and gratitude for life. Never allow darkness to overtake you no matter how it comes – loneliness, hopelessness, poverty, physical suffering, or emotional anguish – because as quickly as things can get worse, they can get better too.

Stop and feel the breath in your lungs.
Feel your feet on the ground.
Feel the love of all the souls you’ve come across in your existence.
Reconnect with the beauty of your own soul.

Never allow yourself to believe you’re unworthy of love. Your life is an integral piece of the universe. Your love is necessary for the greater good. Love a stranger during these holidays because a stranger will love you. Heal a piece of your enemy by giving them love.

Do you see?

Love.