It was a beautiful late summer Saturday in 2014, and my phone rang. I saw it was my lifelong childhood friend who I hadn’t spoke with recently so of course wanted to answer.

I could hear the shock and sadness in her voice as she told me her mom was suddenly diagnosed with a form of cancer and it wasn’t looking good, for her timeline left here on the earth was potentially short. She asked me to come offer her mom healing work, and although it would be the grandest of miracles if I could have helped her heal, I knew my work was to love her the best I could. To love this whole family that I grew up with the best I could.

Living a couple hours away, I packed up my crystals and clearing tools the next day and drove to the hospital. The room was full of her big Italian family, people coming and going, lots of laughter, reminiscing, and tears filled the space. It was so sweet and tender.

I was prepping to offer energy work when I looked up and behind Cathy was a massive, magnificent angel. It was so loving and kind, and the sense of it was incredibly calming. I knew why it was there, and was grateful Cathy had this angel with her.

The session was beautiful to offer her, and to have her family there. My friend told me for some days after that her mom felt better. I was so incredibly honored to have had the opportunity to offer healing work.

Cathy married back to Soul that Thursday.

At the services, and to this day, I still feel the gratitude from this family for what felt like my little role could offer. I learned it was impactful beyond what I thought for Cathy and for her family, and I am forever grateful I was able to be of support.

We love you, Cathy, and miss your big, loving, spirit.

At seven, I lost my best friend, my grandpa. I remember my last visit to him as he laid still in his bed at home-not conscious-but I could tell he was still there. I remember his arms and hands at his side, and telling him I loved him.

For many years after his death, I talked to him and wrote him letters in my journal.

I know he was with me.

He was an artist, and on nights where the sky was painted with beautiful sunsets, my mom always says grandpa must be painting tonight.

I love you, grandpa. I know you’re there when I feel a hand on my left shoulder. Thank you.

At 21, my childhood cat was nearing end of life. I went with my dad to the vet to marry him back to Soul, and we took his body back home after for a sweet burial under a little tree in the backyard we grew up in together.

The sadness of losing Ginger dug deep into my heart. He was there to play with and dress up (although he didn’t love it but he let me lol). He was there comforting me when I was sad or didn’t feel good. He also would walk our other cats to the side of the road and watch them cross—but never cross himself (smart cat!).

I still think of him today.

Ginger, you were not like any other cat. I love you.

My grandmother married back to Soul in 2015 after experiencing Alzheimers. My mom, two uncles, and I stood at her nursing home bedside witnessing these very last moments of this amazing woman’s life. I placed a heart shaped rose quartz on her heart and started to offer her reiki, gently holding the parts of her body I could access. She LOVED when I would visit her and give her reiki!

I remember standing at her feet as I held them, looking over her body with labored breathing as she birthed herself from her human vessel back to Spirit. Her last breath was a profound experiences that was both grief-full and deeply moving.

As my partner drove us back home late that night, I was watching the clouds take shape in the night sky as they quickly moved and morphed— gray shapeshifters against a dark blue sky.

For a split second the clouds cleared a little with some taking a new form:

I saw the back of an elderly man with an elderly woman's arm wrapped into his, and it was clear my grandpa had greeted my gram, and they were together again.

Thank you for sharing your life with me, and thank for working spirit side to bring the gifts of my sisters kiddos, Vinny and Gemma into our world. We all love and mss you, gram.

Charity was her name, and her name was her essence.

Her energy, her presence, her heart, her words, her smile and laugh, her long flowing hair, her vision to care for community, her precious child she loved beyond the stars—this and so much more was who Charity was.

As a fellow bodyworker she had shared a few times that she couldn’t wait to get a Hawaiian lomilomi massage from me (something that wasn’t as easy to plan because we lived a couple hours apart).

Charity, at such a young age, was diagnosed with cancer. In true Sagittarian fashion, she chose to live her life as a celebration and journey until her very last announcement that it was time to pray for her release so she could begin her next journey.

After coming back early from a much desired trip from Maui because she needed care, I was invited over to her families house who was local to me to offer them all a full day of massage and tender loving care.

She knew how her care needs were impacting her family (I have to acknowledge her amazing husband, Marty, and all he did to support her), and she requested that everyone else go before her for massage.

At the end of the day, I finally got to give back to Charity with that lomilomi massage she always wanted from me. It was a pure gift to offer her body and spirit such a beautiful healing modality.

I’m grateful for that intimate time together, for that was the last time I hugged her and looked into her sparkling blue eyes.

She left love everywhere she went, and even in her final months she chose fearlessness and big love.

Charity- the world truly was brighter with you here, but so are the stars with you there. Thank you for bracing the world with our own tender loving care.

My grossmutti (Swiss grandmother) had been in and out of the hospital in her later years. My grossvati (Swiss grandfather) had transitioned when I was 12, and in 2019 he spent the year visiting me:

His favorite place to visit was in the car. I mean, he loved cars and racing, so that checks out! He would sit in the passenger seat and just be with me.

That year I also had the calling to go back to Switzerland for my 37th birthday, which felt really special because although I had been back many times, I’ve never been back for my birthday since my birth there. Also, my aunt, uncle, and grossmuttis birthdays were close to each other so we all celebrated together.

I could feel grossvati helping plan this trip and make sure I got there. I also got to visit where his ashes were for the first time and offered the land some herbs and flowers. He hasn’t visited since that trip, but it was clear why he came to me that year: my trip was November 2019, grossmutti went into the hospital in December, and I went back to visit her in February 2020 because it seemed she would be transitioning. I flew back to the US ight before Corona hit Thank the Universe, grossvati, and whatever powers at be for that time.

Twist: she ended up recovering!

When her final days were actually near again, I went back in May of 2022 for 3 weeks to be with her. I went to visit her every day in the nursing home for that time. Some days she was really alert and we would talk for our whole visit. Some days she was sleeping the whole time. She was completely still sharp, but her body was ready to release. As a massage therapist and healer, I started offering her gentle massage, and I was surprised how much she loved it! She loved having her chest and back massaged, and so every day that’s what I would do.

This created such a special memory for me, something for her to look forward to, and allowed me to help her in my own way. This was my greatest honor as I kept envisioning walking with her through those green rolling hills towards a great wall of light (as my guidance put it).

When it was her time to go through the wall of light, I saw her mother greet her as she walked her home.

She transitioned on 6/6 at 6pm-on her own time and terms with these auspicious spiritually connected numbers.

Danke danke grossvati, for your car ride presence and guidance through that year. Danke veil mal fur alles grossmutti-my heart is cracked open and I feel you in everything. I love you both.

This…this is the story that really kicked me into finally more fully showing up for this work.

I was at the movies with my 2 best college friends and partner in the summer of 2023. At the end of the movie, one of my friends sees she has missed calls and texts from her mom and wife.

“Guys, I think my dad just died….”

I remember the exact way she said it as we sat in front of the rolling credits, all of us in shock. We got her out of the theater, learned the details, and did what we could to support her that night, as she was staying over which was 2 hours from her parents.

She left early Saturday to go home. Being Jewish, the services were planned as early as possible and we were up near her parents home Sunday night for Monday services.

Because I have the abilities I do, as soon as they brought her dads casket to the front of the temple, I saw him. He was being his silly self and cracking jokes, except for this one precious moment where he went over to his wife and kneeled in front of her wanting to soothe her.

We then went to the house after, which is on a beautiful river, and as we sat in the garden I saw him down near the river-his favorite place to spend time, and where he had suddenly passed. He showed me 2 chairs at the riverside, and told me that anytime his wife misses him, he’ll be sitting there waiting for her.

That whole next week I was so tired, like all day every day, and finally decided to offer myself an energy clearing. I got on my healing table, called upon my own guidance for help, and wouldn’t you know it:

I suddenly felt something literally leave my body. Hovering over me, giggling, was my friends dad. (I know…)

A bright light appeared high above and beamed him up through the portal for him to continue on his journey…cracking up all the way as if it was like ride he was on haha!

That afternoon, my energy came back and I felt great again.

I was able to share this story and messages with my friend and her mom, and I hope in some way, it brought them peace.

I’ve had many similar experiences of being the portal for those who were dying, or just have died. This was the final kicker that got me to really acknowledge these experiences and take an active role in assisting our loved ones to the portal, or however you like to think of this transition.

To my friends dad: I know how deeply you are missed. Thank you for showing ME the light.