We found our help

There are a lot of people who do feel something, hear things, feel things some even taste things.

Having someone to talk to about spirituality, share your experience, is nice.

We wanted it too of course. People who will understand it, if we talk about a person visiting us, would be nice but it is hard to find.

And I mean this: there are sites with stories, there are sites with groups, social media and so on.

But believing and acting normal in a way of, they are spirits yes, I know but they are also still people only they walk on the ‘other side’ as I would prefer to say it.

I know, images and words that we get through, they themselves speak about a ghost, a spirit, or an entity. But I still want to see them as people.

They have all their feelings; they still have their memory of their lived life. They are in a way still the same as before but now dead and invisible to most of the world.

Maybe we searched in the wrong places. We red through sites with stories, with experiences from mediums but not really a group where we could feel ‘home,’ if you know what I mean.

Instead of finding a group or online place, we found our answer with the spirit world.

And yes, I said stupid things in the beginning, but we were honest and were just talking to everybody around us as if we would drink a coffee or tea.

Once, in the beginning of our journey forward, I sat down in the living room and had a group of soldiers around me. They were from World War 2. Shot, gunned down, killed in action, bombs, grenades, I got it all on my head.

These are young guys, who lost their lives in the beginning or during the war.

If I would count, 8 or 9, maybe 10 altogether.

And with my stupid head I asked them:” Is there no place where you can go?”

Of course not. Not anymore. All their parents were gone too now. So of course I got the answer: ‘No sir.’

But inspire my mistake we talked as if they were still living. I was curious and we had laughs as well.

We got images from where they were staying during the war, the place where a plane crashed, nearby. I got a book about the war that even showed a picture of the plane. They clearly let us know it was their plane on the photo. We got goosebumps! But now we could help.

I cannot say if they were stuck but this year with Memorial Day, we had flowers for everybody. We laid down poppies everywhere. At a monument, in a forest and for the two soldiers connected with the crash site, we place two small crosses with the flowers. They all crossed.

Some of them are back now to say hi and letting us know they are all ok, at peace.

So instead of people around us, we found spirits around us who would explain a lot.

Eventually, after a period, they knew where to find us, we knew who they were even if they would come with another word or image to identify themselves with.

They started to tell us things what we could do, showed us in our dreams, shared visions, or gave clues about the possibilities we could have as medium (my wife) and me with energy.

I have learned to cleanse the house, to cleanse my wife if something would happen to her, how to make the room filled with positive energy. I am not afraid anymore. If someone opens a cabinet and we do not want that, we just say so.

I have a story about that… a weird one, I will write it down for you. Kind off creepy too.

We stopped searching and now… we got our own site.

And we got approval from our friends and family on the other site for this if we keep it anonymous.

Deal.