Sunday, 30 June 2019 21:24

Ten Years Later

For five days I had been running, trying to be strong for others, trying to coordinate and trying not to let it get me. On the phone constantly, pacing the halls while on crutches; anybody who scowled at me, I scowled back. If anybody looked beyond that scowl and deeper into my eyes, they saw the hurt, disbelief and shock.  On the 5th day, the new reality began to sink in. It caught up to me and touched me.  I really do not like going back to this place, even now ten years later remembering in the days immediately following Quinton’s transition.  It is Quinton’s ten year angelversary and I remember the immensity of that cloak.

On the fifth day, laying curled up in a corner, despair wrapped itself around me. Where is Quinton, I wondered and I imagined him alone somewhere in the darkness.  This stifling vision gripped me; I had no religion or faith.  I knew not that life continues and is endless; I was a blank slate and I was now ready for something.  A close friend of ours burst into the room.  Was she excited or agitated, none of us there knew and began to despair anew, until she spoke.

I still remember the heaviness in the room, now ten years later, as she began to speak and we thought – “What next?” She said in a breathless voice as if she had been running, “I can only tell this once” as she urged us to gather. She began in earnest, telling us a Medicine Man in full gear came to her in the lobby of the Marriot Courtyard.  He grasped her hands and looked deeply into her eyes and said, “I have just finished performing a ceremony. A little boy sent me to find you.  He wants you to know he is fine and Tom is helping him with his transition.”  With this, a new door cracked opened.

The energy in the room changed, immediately. The somber expressions were replaced with gasps of surprise, joy, and even smiles with the revealing of something more.  All of this happened in a heartbeat and all of it before our minds had a chance to question any of it.  Within my gasp came the realization that Quinton lives… and the question, why didn’t I know the human experience worked this way?

Since, there have been signs from Quinton too numerous to count. With the passage of time comes a discernment and acknowledgement of his quiet voice.  I desperately want to share this knowledge with you; we desperately want to share the knowledge – all of our loved ones who have transitioned are quite alive in the spirit realm, but how best to share this information?  How can we help you when you are in the throes of your grief?  At some point, the words on this page are just that, words without meaning.  

Within a few short months, as I began to share the amazing and wondrous that Quinton was showing us, I promised myself to not pretend to be an authority on the topic of what our loved ones do after shedding their earthly bodies, instead speaking to a broader message of “Know There is More” and inviting you, dear friend to conduct your own research. By and large, I have honored this promise, but within this journey of experience, speaking with others and reading books by experts who have performed the research, I do have my own take.

I understand we all get to go; we all shed our earthly bodies and go home no matter how we lived or how we transitioned. I feel the pain and have heard the dogma associated with those who transition by suicide; they continue as well.  While I cannot speak to their thoughts and what their journey looks like on the other side, I can invite you to read books by authors like Michael Newton, Brian Weiss and James Van Praagh, especially Michael Newton.  While I don’t really understand the concept of Karmic Debt, I can invite you to read up on it yourself; maybe you can explain to me how the concept factors into our time here – in this latest version of ourselves.  Through it all though, I am reminded of the greatest of spiritual teachers in our history who implore us to Love one another (even our enemies), to Forgive (especially if it is ourselves) and Not to Judge others (even the face in the mirror).  With these three principles in hand, it is easier to navigate the waters of the human experience.

Ten years has passed and amidst the swirling drama, the Peace I seek is at hand. All I want for you, is to have the same.

Namaste,

Published in Quinton's Messages
Monday, 09 July 2018 22:08

The Good Stuff

Suzanne Giesemann invited me to be on her radio show, Messages of Hope, which airs on Unity Radio. I hold Suzanne in the highest regard.  Her twenty year career as a Navy officer and then becoming a renowned medium, author, key note speaker with unsurpassed integrity all contribute to my respect for her.  Beyond that, she and her husband Ty are simply put, good people.  To even be asked on her show was humbling and as Kristine says to me, “You live for this!”  Yes, other than my family, nothing lights my fire more than sharing the Good Stuff either one on one, with a group or on a radio show.

The date of the show was May 10th and I was a month in to the new job.  I ended up going into an open office while at work, but conditions weren’t ideal. I was tired, at the office and didn’t give myself adequate time to quiet my mind.  Over the years I have actually tried to soften my tone and mute my excitement for this divine knowledge, but there, on the edge of distraction and exhaustion, all I could do was be true and burn bright.  I actually felt kind of bad afterwards.  It seemed like I talked too much and didn’t allow for a dialogue, but I let it go and received a beautiful message from Rhonda Andrews:

Hi Ernie,

I just wanted to thank you and Quinton for the amazing message shared on Suzanne’s radio show. I have gotten in the habit of walking my dog each night and plugging in some interview or YouTube video to help me in this journey (March 27, 2017 marks the day my wonderful 17 year old son took his life).  Your interview with Suzanne really had an impact on me....and Quinton’s message is so simple and straight forward!   Anyway, most days are pretty good lately, but this interview has become a “go to” for the tougher days when I need those constant reminders and affirmations.  I also look forward to reading your books.  I’ve read a lot this past year, but still feel there is so much more out there to absorb.  Thanks again to Quinton for getting the message to you Ernie, and thanks to you for getting it to the rest of us.  It’s been truly life changing for me!

Sincerely,

Rhonda Andrews

Shining Light Parent of Reece Andrews

Rhonda’s message meant a lot to me. During our subsequent correspondence, Rhonda introduced us to her son, Reece.  All I can say is – Wow!  What a power house he IS.  I have no doubt he is an old soul as his own messages have impacted those close to him.  See below:

Hi Ernie,

I just finished reading yours and Quinton’s book and it has left me feeling so uplifted and full of hope. Thank you for sharing Quinton and telling his story.  Parts of your story sounded like my family.....the cat pee incident ?!   Anyway, I’m 15 months into this journey, and I know my son is happy and around, but I still need that constant reassurance, and this book has really helped. Thank you for writing it and thanks to Quinton for making sure his message gets out there!   I too have found so many people who have shared somewhat similar experiences when a loved one crosses over.  It’s just wasn’t a topic of conversation before my son passed.

Thank you for asking about Reece. My son took his life March 27, 2017 at the age of 17.   He had gone to a nearby park, and it wasn’t until about a month later that the police notified us of a notebook he left behind.  He had his school backpack and a small sling backpack that we weren’t aware of at the time.  This backpack contained a spiral journal with 68 handwritten letters to each of his family members and friends.  The letters were beautiful....very personal and each extremely detailed.  He would mention a particular conversation he had with that friend, or something they had done together.  Each letter ended with encouragement for that friend regarding their future.  Several letters ended with the phrase “it was such a pleasure having you as a friend”.  That’s how I knew he is an old soul.  I spent nearly all of last summer contacting his friends and inviting them over and giving them each their letter.  We had a scholarship fund and I ended up giving it to several friends he had written to.  It was easy to judge by the content of the letters who really stood out as amazing young people.

Thank you again Ernie for such an uplifting, comforting story with a happy ending.   I will continue to spread Quinton’s words

This is shared with Rhonda’s permission and is shared to emphasize that we are all in this together, helping and sharing with one another. As we connect as human beings, whether it be in celebration, just in passing, or working through our challenges – We find and celebrate the Good Stuff (this Divine knowledge) as we demonstrate our humanity.

Reece and Rhonda – it is good to know you both. Son, thank you again for bringing such beautiful souls into our lives.  Kristine and I really do appreciate it.

Ernie and Kristine

PS - Below is the link for the radio show.  Enjoy

Messages of Hope: Unity Radio - Guest Ernie and Quinton

 

Published in Quinton's Messages
Saturday, 09 June 2018 19:53

The Gift of Knowledge

The gift is a gift of knowledge and it has nothing to do with material wealth, safety, food or shelter.  The knowledge I refer to is divine and has been around since the beginning of time, but has been forgotten, misplaced in some way.  I certainly didn’t know, either, but it was my son who showed me in graphic and undeniable terms.  Our son, Quinton Stone Jackson, gave me this gift of knowledge and I in turn give it to you.

We are living in such an incredible time.  So much apparent turmoil in this shrinking world, so much pain, angst and doubt. What is interesting, when you look at our human history, the turmoil we face is currently a light turmoil when compared to the tragedies we have bestowed on one another throughout time.  What we face now is a conjured turmoil that serves others.  But we are told, rightly so, not to judge and not to compare.  Whether heavy turmoil or turmoil of a lighter version, the effects are all the same.  Too many lose hope and lose faith.  The chemicals we ingest and “news” we expose ourselves to only exacerbates the despair.

Sitting here, near a beach, listening to the waves on what is Quinton’s ninth angelversary, I am reflective.  In words the material world uses, I am supposed to say Quinton died nine years ago, but I don’t – I refuse – because of the gift of knowledge.  Instead I say, our son transitioned nine years ago and then began to visit in the most wondrous ways.  In contemplating his visits, sharing with others only to have them share with me how their loved ones have visited them, and then discover through research that this perfectly normal - the gift was received and internalized.  It is so incredible – There is no death; we are eternal!  This truth is especially poignant when your son or daughter shows you this; this truth is especially poignant no matter who of your loved ones show you they are eternal by visiting you in your dreams, and or sending your signs. 

But what does this mean in these times of turmoil?  What does this mean as our suicide rates are increasing in the United States and as cultural icons Kate Spade and Anthony Bourdain have too, decided to go home early?  Being eternal beings not only applies to them, but to us as well.  They are alive and well on the other side, surrounded by family and friends, welcoming them home and wrapping them in loving arms.  At some point they may think, “What was I thinking? I was supposed to work through my adversity, my angst – If only I knew; if only I had remembered.”  But it is okay – no judgement, right…. And besides, they probably will come back and try it again, in another version of themselves. They are okay, but we are still here and each of us have work to do.

And what work is that.  First, know that you are eternal.  Know that each of us, each of you has a purpose that is divine and sacred to you.  Those purposes vary in so many ways and I can’t even begin to list them all, but here are just a few: 1. Learn to love ourselves unconditionally; 2. Learn to love others unconditionally; 3. Learn not to judge others or ourselves; 4. Learn to be kind; 5. Overcome our addictions to food, sex, drugs and any form of stimulation we utilize to not face the lessons we chose to learn in this lifetime; 6. Learn to rise above despair and destructive rage; 7. Learn to realize our own magnificence – each and every one.  And the beat goes on, and the list goes on.  Hmmm – maybe you and I should write a book about and delve into all the lessons each of us signed up for, before we were born.  Yes, signed up for, before we were born….  Because we are eternal – this is not only possible, but how it works.  I have read it is far too many places and talked to far too many people who speak this knowledge, not to know it is truth.

This gift of knowledge is divine and must be shared with all.  Don’t end the journey prematurely.  All too often it is through the adversity, pain and angst that we grow, learn, evolve and move a step forward toward our higher selves.  What a splendid time to work through that darkness.  Part of the process I am convinced, is not to try and do it alone.  We were not made to go through it alone and it is only our society today isolates us so, within this web of social media “connectedness”.  Here we stand within this dichotomy with this knowledge and opportunity.  Reach out…

It is said “It is darkest before the dawn”.  I think I understand what this means, and it has nothing to do with the sun coming up.

With Love,

Quinton’s Dad

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