Sunday, 16 April 2017 14:31

Carnival Cruise Line (Vista) - THANK YOU!

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Our names are Ernie and Kristine Jackson, and we were in room 9272. To celebrate our 25th wedding anniversary, Kristine persuaded me to take a cruise.  So, after 25 years of marriage – this was our first cruise and what an experience!

Being our first cruise and on your new ship, everything was a new experience. There is so much to do within this city on the water, that we didn’t have a chance to do or see everything in six days, but that is okay because we were able to experience your crew! 

We saw Marco (Philippians) and every day as he was responsible to straighten out our room, clean and provide fresh towels as needed. What a joy!  Always with a smile when he spoke with us, and always engaging with us as he would ask our plans while providing advice when the opportunity presented itself.  But this is the tip of the iceberg!

It did not take long for us to realize that your crew was from nearly every corner of the world, sixty-seven countries to be exact! And all of them, I mean all of them ready with a smile and engaging.  We met Rad Ivanovic (Montenegro), Chloe (South Africa) and Monique (Jamaica) at Salon Services; all of them amazing, including the other staff whose names we don’t remember.  As we engaged with Rad and Chloe, telling them how amazing they were – they told us how special we were because we really wanted to know more about them.  This exchange brought tears to our eyes.  I wish I had time to speak with each and every one of your crew, get to know them and their home country.

After that exchange, we tried to engage with every crew member we could, and still only touched the tip of the iceberg. Again, every exchange was wonderful.  From Kristine (South Africa), Erie (food services), Monika (food services) and to Jan Dlouhy (guest services).  Each was a joy and each was attentive.  And then there are the ones we don’t remember their names.  A young man who was picking up glasses in the Promenade who told us of his home in India – Bali.  A woman security guard we spoke with – when we thanked her for being so incredible, she thanked us for our kindness and caring.  One of the more impactful exchanges came after we enjoyed the sky ride.  We were walking around the track as a couple of your crew were wiping down the air vents.  This is tough work that doesn’t allow them much of an opportunity to engage with any of the guests. When we approached them and engaged with them, they just lit up with smiles and well wishes.

This trip so touched our souls, because of your crew! Thank you so much for employing people from all over the world, allowing them to work together and engage with us.  You demonstrate to us that we are all beautiful and that we can get along just fine.

Blessings,

Ernie and Kristine

Sunday, 16 April 2017 13:51

Jamaica – Rupert Tulloch

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Hey mon!! Our first cruise, with Carnival on their newest ship, the Vista.  We hadn’t booked any excursions through Carnival; we didn’t want to be too busy, wanting to take it as it came to us.  This turned out to be a good decision.

When we ported in Jamaica, we knew we wanted to get off and see at least some of the island. The island looked so beautiful with hillsides full of trees.  We have been around enough to know how it is in any tourist town if you venture out of the secure area.  With that said, we disembarked and walked toward the customs building.  When we emerged on the other side, there were many stands selling souvenirs, several large vans or buses for tourists who had booked excursions and what seem like dozens of tourists along with several security personnel.  It was quite hectic.

We walked through the area and headed toward a small beach. We just wanted to spend an hour or two checking things out, and then get back on the boat. The beach had a gate and an attendant who explained we had to pay for admittance.  We hadn’t brought swim suits with us, so we just turned around and found a spot along a stone wall to sit and take it all in.  Soon afterward, an older, distinguished gentleman approached us.  His name is Rupert Tulloch and he said, “I saw you come to the beach and turn around; may I intervene?”  His manner, how he held himself and how he spoke gave us the distinct feeling of being safe and cared for.  He asked if we would like to see the country side.  Kristine and I looked at each other and accepted, and are very grateful that we did.  Rupert had several vehicles at his disposal and several drivers; you see this was his own tourist business. 

We have to point out; Rupert and the driver were very cognizant of the street venders vying for our attention. Rupert expertly escorted us to one of his vehicles and his driver, a distant cousin of his whom felt like one of my own cousins, did the same. They both sheltered us and made us feel extremely safe at all times. As he drove us out of town, almost immediately we found ourselves in the Fern Gully Jungle.  The temperature in the sun was warm, but suddenly the air felt cool.  He explained that the road used to be a river, but earthquake decades ago (1907) shifted the river, and the river bed was reclaimed and paved to create a road.  Up and up we went, encased in a beautiful green and lush jungle with so many different ferns, moss and bamboo, it was absolutely spectacular. 

At the top we met a man known as the “Spice Doctor.” He showed us several plants, fruits and nuts. Spice Doctor let us hold and touch their leaves to feel their texture and smell their fragrances.  The information he shared boggled our minds; no need for a pharmacy in the jungle as every plant has either a medicinal, spice and or cosmetic purpose.  On the way down the hill, we stopped by a fine establishment and sampled some natural spirits, very natural 110% proof made from pure sugar cane.  The driver and the lady behind the bar cracked me up as I lifted a small glass with a small amount of liquid to my lips by saying in unison, “no, no, no, no, no, no! – You have to mix it with something!”  I had to taste the liquid in its raw form and it was, shall we say – eye opening, in a good way!  Being a whiskey man, I handled it well, but did mix it with some Pepsi and was feeling just fine and very relaxed for several hours.

We were then taken down out of the jungle as the tour continued and we were given a history lesson on the region.  We ended up at Oceans On The Ridge where we stopped for some famous Jamaican jerked chicken, and beef patties.  Before heading back to port we made one more stop to see the pristine natural mineral waters that flowed through the canals.  We were asked to put our feet and hands in and allow them to heal us, as these springs are known to do so.  

Kristine and I had the most enjoyable/memorable time. We could have gone further and toured more of the island, but will save that for the next time, because we definitely do want to return to this beautiful island.  We recommend it to everyone and we do recommend utilizing Rupert Tulloch.  His number is (876) 331-0886 and his address is Ocho Rios, St. Ann, Jamaica, W.I.

Blessings!

Ernie and Kristine Jackson

Wednesday, 12 April 2017 18:28

Rachel Slagle Pearson

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I went golfing on Wednesday, February 15, for the first time in about a year.  This information was not posted on Facebook, nor was it shared with anybody. My loving wife, Kristine Carol Jackson makes sure I have sunblock and a hat to protect my skin; for this occasion she sent me out the door with a hat I had never worn before. It was a kind of stylish hat, something I could see my father-in-law Ed Cano wearing.  Ed transitioned six years and two days prior to Quinton doing the same.

I don’t golf well, but being on the course isn’t about golfing per se; it is about being outdoors with good people.  This day was perfect, sunny and warm, not too warm and not too cool.  We golfed 9 holes starting around 3:00 p.m. Near the end of the afternoon, I stopped and looked West at the setting sun; I was filled with gratitude and love for all, and for this journey – all of it.  And that it is, end of a wonderful day, dinner with a gentleman who ended up speaking the same spiritual language I speak and this column is over.

Not so fast….  On February 19 we held our Helping Parents Heal regular monthly meeting and Rachel Slagle Pearson was the guest presenter.  She is relatively new to mediumship and we were excited to attend and lend our energy to the group.  I had never formally met Rachel and we are not connected on Facebook.  Right out of the gate she asks, “Is there a Dad here who golfed recently”?  I raised my hand and she said, “I thought it was you.”  The connection was pure and it was direct.  Quinton had come to her the night before.  Did I mention that I didn’t know Rachel and nothing had been shared on any social media about me golfing five days prior?

Rachel mentioned a hat, “wearing a silly hat” – all I could do was laugh.  The hat was something I could see my father-in-law wearing, but I wore a type of hat on Wednesday that I had never worn.  Rachel mentioned a type of hat called a “fedora” – that is the type of hat I was wearing.  As I write this column, I googled it to be sure.  How could this woman that I don’t know, know about something that happened to me five days prior, which had not been shared or discussed publicly?  Quinton really was with me!!!!
She continued rapid fire and I began to get overwhelmed because there were so many direct hits; it was as if she was there with me!  She mentioned a bird, that Quinton had sent me a bird.  I saw lots of ducks paddling in the water hazards where I knocked at least one golf ball.  I very vaguely remember a soaring bird at which I looked up, trying to see if it might be a red tailed hawk, but it was fleeting image. 

Rachel continued and mentioned gratitude.  Another very Direct Hit!!  And in those moments of the deeper emotions of Love, Appreciation, Gratitude – I know Quinton is with me.  I can perceive it, acknowledge it and celebrate his presence!  On the wings of those feelings is where we meet.

She wasn’t done – not by a long shot.  In hindsight, it is incredible how much she was crammed into ten minutes.  Thankfully, Susanne Levi recorded the ten minutes; each time I listen to it I pick up more nuances and subtleties of the reading.

Rachel asked if Quinton had a twin – “A little boy who looks just like him”.  I couldn’t even respond, but not much later I realized that she must have been talking about our son’s nephew – Salvador Quinton.  Their resemblance to each other is uncanny and not long after he was born our daughter’s husband’s family began referring to him as Quinton.  Two Quintons, uncle and nephew, who look alike; the twins reference makes perfect sense!

Rapid fire!  A reference to a mirror – Kristine mirror gazes with Quinton; A reference to Kristine holding a baby while cooking – our daughter and her sons were with us for two months over the holidays and we know at some point Kristine held Santino Edgar on her hip while she cooked; A reference to Quinton being here with us, living with us and even through us – yes, the tie that binds is strong; A reference to a baby in spirit, a girl with curly hair and a (ch) name – our daughter (Cheyanne) is pregnant with her third child, a little girl.  Cheyanne had very curly hair as a little girl and her little girl tentatively named Charlize, apparently will have curly hair too!

And still there is more! A reference to eye glasses, needing to get my eyes checked – Yes, my glasses are badly scratched and I haven’t been do the eye doctor yet, but have been saying that I going to get my eyes checked for weeks; A reference to seeing a red shirt – One of Quinton’s favorite colors (red and blue); A reference to Mom (Nellie – Kristine’s Mom) being nervous about a medical condition – Nellie was taking antibiotics for a bad ear infection at the time of the reading; A reference to Kristine writing and Quinton being with her when she does – We aren’t sure how to take this because Kristine doesn’t write much, however, when she does write a post of FB, she is very deliberate and focused.  I am thinking that in those moments, Quinton is there and this is what the reference is about.

The last one left me flummoxed until the following weekend, the weekend of Susanne Wilson’s Mediumship for Non-Mediums conference.  Rachel very pointedly referenced Quinton and me talking back and forth, like throwing a ball back and forth.  Well, um – this is something I have not been able to perceive and therefore I have been unable to acknowledge.  This is not the first time a comment has been made about me being able to communicate with Quinton.  One week later, he came to me in such a way prior to the conference that I was able to perceive it, acknowledge it and celebrate it. 


Filled with gratitude, appreciation and love!  All I need do is get out of my head, cast the doubt aside and perceive how completely wonderful all of THIS is.


Blessed and Blessings!

-Ernie and Kristine

Tuesday, 07 March 2017 19:36

Asking and Receiving

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I do know how this works.  When Quinton began to visit I was awed, shocked, gratified, amazed and awakened.  And in that awakening, maybe it was the beginning of an awakening, I wondered why I didn’t know life continued; I wondered why I didn’t know our transitioned loved ones can and do make contact.  From that wondering I began to read.  I recommend you do the same, my brothers and sisters.

In that reading I learned much; I learned of soul contracts, old souls, lessons our loved ones are here to help us master, and more – lots more!  Additionally, I learned that we, we being those still here on the material side of the veil, can take certain steps to make it easier for our loved ones to make contact or maybe better put – for us to be more aware of the signs they send.

I do know how this works; at least I think I do.  It is about asking and receiving.  It is about prayer and meditation, and setting an intention.  And still, I don’t do it.  I don’t.  I guess I am afraid to fail; afraid to ask and then nothing happens, or maybe I don’t want to bother my son because I know he is helping many, along with your children.  Yes, I am ashamed and disappointed in myself, but I am human and still learning my lessons. 

The week of February 4th, Kristine and I were in Colorado.  I am a Realtor with Berkshire Hathaway in both Arizona and Colorado.  Because I am licensed in both states and quite possibly because I radiate with Quinton’s love, a husband and wife team with Berkshire referred me for a listing appointment with their parents in Colorado.  We already had the trip planned (talk about synchronicity).  The result of that part of our trip is for another time, but let’s just say – we knew our angels were with us that entire trip.

On the morning of February 7th I sat and silently meditated.  After meditating I spoke to Quinton out loud and I told him that I would like a sign, something definitive that even I would not take for granted or brush off.  You see, while I understand how it works, or so I think, I still evaluate each sign.  But I know too well, the signs we get are more a matter of how they make us feel in the moment or even later when we realize that they were a sign.  The smile, the aha moment, the fluttering of my heart, and the gratitude – all before a mind can begin to second guess.

So, that afternoon after working, Kristine and I found ourselves in our old stomping grounds, Conifer Colorado and in the King Soopers parking lot.  When we climbed into the car we noticed the most amazing thing!  We are accustomed to seeing the letter Q on license plates in Colorado and each time we think of our Q-man.  As we sat parked in the parking lot, both Kristine’s and my head began to swivel as we noticed we were surrounded by license plates beginning EDQ!  Vehicles with those license plates where all around us, front, back and on both sides.  And then as we drove out, we continued to see plates beginning EDQ.  The kicker is, neither Kristine nor I recall every seeing one license plate with an EDQ prior to this.

What is the big deal you may ask, and rightfully so.  My father in law, Kristine’s dad is Ed and he transitioned six years and two days prior to Quinton transitioning.  The EDQ was Ed and Quinton!  And that whole week I felt Ed with me, watching me with approval because (wait for it) he had been trying to get me to embrace becoming a Realtor since way back (in the 1990’s).  As we noticed all these license plates, I imagined Quinton and Ed there with us, smiling and laughing, and maybe saying stuff like (Way to go Dad/Ernie; About damned time with big smiles and more laughter).

To close, I asked even though a rarely do.  And then I received in a way I had never received before; and I felt it.  Does it always work like this?  I know there are some who say it does.  The silence helps, meaning the noise of our society and the nonsense that we are told is news gets in the way – for me anyway.
And our journey continues, but with our children in the non-physical realm, through the veil.  And sometimes we connect, sometimes we not only receive signs, but recognize them too.  Speaking for myself, first I have to ask, embrace the silence and then get my head out of the way.

I know this is not a journey we want to go on together, but here we are traveling together.  And in this place we are supposed to and will help one another to see the light.

Blessed and Blessings!

-Ernie and Kristine

 

 

Thursday, 26 January 2017 20:35

Do Not Be Frightened

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Does it frighten you to know there is more?  More than this material world; more to this material world.  For so many of us, we go along with the view that this is all there is and as a result, get caught up in the drama and pursuit of material gain.  We get caught up in the competition for our own self-esteem. And we think there is nothing more.

So many are there within this view of reality, but for some of us, we get knocked upside the head and heart with a crowbar called death.  We lose a loved one, no matter how, who or when – we lose a loved one and our view of reality is shaken.  And even worse, some of us lose a child and our view of reality is all but destroyed, at the very least momentarily or worse - seemingly forever.

For those of us who have had a child die (transition), as we did – this was a crossroads.  And it is astounding how many of us are in this group.  And if you are not in this group, it is very difficult, if not impossible to understand us and our grief.  Some go away, thinking death might be contagious; some journey with us while others wonder when we will get back to “normal”.  There is no “getting back to normal”, for us it is a new normal.

But there is a flip side to this Divine and Awful Dichotomy, which is a gift of sorts.  The gift is Knowing There is More.   For so very many of us, we get signs from our deceased (transitioned) loved ones.  These signs are numerous and so direct and intense, that we who have experienced them KNOW our transitioned loved one made contact.  Some of us see and or hear our children, for some the visit is in crystal clear visions, some manipulate electricity and the list goes on and on!  It follows, if they made contact, they must still be alive. 

There are numerous books on this subject written by M.D.’s, Ph.D.’s, some who have used scientific methods to confirm and document.  These studies continue and are breaking amazing ground to make contact with our deceased loved ones more substantive, but that isn’t the point of this column.

Our son died and immediately provided us with signs.  We are not alone.  In our circles this is more the norm than exception.  The point here is this knowledge should be common across humanity!  The fact that we exist beyond the flesh is verifiable and undeniable, and has been spoken of for thousands of years.  So instead of being all caught up on the drama shoved down our throats via social media and programming, let’s begin to broaden our perspective.

Understand that because our transitioned loved ones are eternal, so are we!  Meditate on the fact that you are an eternal being – and then begin to look at your life differently.  Begin to consider your struggles, and how they may be making you stronger in some way and or teaching you something about yourself.  The lessons are numerous, lessons such as courage, love, faith, discovering our own strength – and this list goes on too.

We know that life is tough and seems to be getting tougher for so many, not only in for those of us in the United States, but all over the world.  When you are able to see beyond the material world and drama of the conflicts while embracing that all of us in this school house called Earth are eternal beings – then we begin to look at each other differently, maybe even think differently about one another. 

We invite you to read books that illustrate and explain the signs from spirit (they are numerous – including our own Quinton’s Messages and Quinton’s Legacy).  We also invite you to read Many Lives and Many Masters, Messages from the Masters by Brian Weiss, and Journey of Souls and Destiny of Souls by Michael Newton.  Reading these books will help you begin to see a larger picture of our time here, when you are ready to believe.

Many Blessings,

Ernie and Kristine Jackson