Tonight, I had the joy of interviewing Annie Kagan, who wrote the book The Afterlife of Billy Fingers: How My Bad Boy Brother Proved To Me That There Is Life After Death on my show It’s All About Relationships and she shared the messages that came from her brother who died after being hit by a car, while on drugs. With a long term history of addiction, he found peace in death and offered words as comforting information to his sister and then she passed it on to grateful readers. A grounded woman, with a degree in Chiropractic, a musician and yogini as well, this experience came as a surprise to her and initially, she questioned her sanity and stability, since she was grieving. When it became apparent that he was sharing information that he would have no other way of knowing.
Death is a mystery for many of us. It is part of the flow of life and yet, it carries with it a sense of fear of the unknown. If we believe in life after death and/or reincarnation (I do), then we may have forgotten that there is something more than this day to day existence. Imagine if you will, that somewhere in the ‘heavenly nursery’, you are floating in awesome amniotic fluid, awaiting a slide down the birth canal. Would you be frightened or exhilarated? I have been present at the death of friends, family members and residents in nursing homes where I had been employed as a social worker and had thought of it as being like a mid-wife on the other end of the life spectrum. When my mom was on her hospice journey back in 2010, she told me about a dream she had. She was about to climb onto a water slide with a little boy and girl; one behind her and one in front of her. She shared in a child’s voice,when at the top of the slide “I was really scared, but by the time I got to the bottom, I was having such a good time! What do you think it means?” I laughed and asked “What do YOU think it means, Mom?” She got a knowing look, but couldn’t voice her interpretation. At that point, she was still in the ‘just don’t know’ mode, while I was certain that it was a beckoning to her next incarnation. As the time of her passing got closer, she too became certain that my father would come for her (“He told me he would.”) and that it was safe to go down the slide. Wheeee~
www.theafterlifeofbillyfingers.com
http://youtu.be/ebtC3ORg9fU All Things Must Pass by George Harrison
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