Suicide unfortunately is part of our lives. In the news, television shows and people in our community. I am deeply saddened by not just the latest headlines, but for a few who have approached me having had family members who have killed themselves.
I have a hard time acknowledging I can see spirits, but when someone is suffering, I do have a desire to reach deep into my soul to see if I can give someone closure. But I can’t make up anything in order to do so.
I have seen random loved ones related to complete strangers and have given them information to validate what I am seeing is real. But I have no way of knowing when and how it will happen. I am a neophyte when it comes to this clairvoyant thing and even though I have I predicted many things, I cannot predict who will come my way.
When someone would ask me if I saw their son, daughter or best friend who had committed suicide, I would try to connect with them. I tried to focus on their energy, visualize what their person looked like before they showed me a photo. Nothing worked.
Now just so you know where I stand. I do NOT believe when someone commits suicide, they are not with G-d or in Heaven. I do not believe your soul will be condemned to Hell for doing so. And when one is depressed, ending their life, why should that disease be treated any differently than another one? (My own personal opinion, you do not have to agree with me).
I do, however, believe in a type of purgatory, an unrest if you will. And here is why.
I believe every soul is deserving of a restful forever place, which is why I cannot see these souls.
These souls are not at rest. They are burdened by one thing, forgiveness.
Every single person had the same energy when asking if I saw their loved one. I felt it. It was stronger than grief. It was the need to understand. A need to have closure. A need to come to terms in their own way with how it happened. Many understood their family/friend had depression issues and it wasn’t their first attempt at suicide. They, of course, had their anger and their perspective on what they felt was a selfish act. They had intellectualized it all. What they didn’t count on was the energy surrounding them and the need to connect.
When they found someone who might be able to be a conduit for that connection, they didn’t hesitate to ask. When I failed, I felt a wave of disappointment and pain unlike any of the grief I had felt from others.
