Ernie Jackson

Ernie Jackson

Saturday, 29 April 2017 15:05

A Generous Heart and a Kind Word

A Generous Heart

The impact of a kind word and a generous heart can be quite incredible at times. The interesting thing is, we don’t know when either will be impactful.  Sometimes our overtures may be rejected or spurned with hostility resulting unfortunately with us sometimes  holding back.  What a tragedy that is.  Other times, it is simply amazing.

During our 25th anniversary cruise, our hospitality team member who kept our room tidy gave Kristine a $50 gift card to use toward a spa treatment.  Kristine utilized it toward a manicure and pedicure, and in doing so, she met Monique the nail tech from Jamaica.  We had ported at Ocho Rios earlier in the week, which is where Monique is from.  They had a lot to talk about since we had been literally in her neighborhood.

Both Kristine and I were smitten with the crew, typically asking questions about their families, home, contracts and time off when the opportunity presented itself. During the course of their conversation, Monique shared a touching story about going to the store in Jamaica prior to beginning her new tour (contract) on the Carnival Vista.

Monique had gone to the store to buy some groceries; at the checkout she found herself behind a mother with three small children. The mother had a cart full of groceries and her children desperately wanted some sweet treats.  Monique saw the money the woman had in her hands and knew what was about to unfold.  They didn’t have enough money to pay for everything they had, which resulted with them sorting through the items in the cart to decide what to put back and what to pay for.  For those of us who have either been in this situation or have witnessed something similar – it is gut wrenching.  Monique watched this unfold, focusing on the children and knowing they would be leaving empty handed.  She then did something incredible.

Monique, only having limited funds herself, paid the shortfall herself. She rationalized that, her new tour was about to begin so she would be fine.  She further rationalized and understood, it would come back to her eventually in some spectacular way or another.  And it was worth it to see the family’s despair transform to joy. 

A Kind Word

The cruise ended. I was melancholy the day before.  We had so much fun, met so many wonderful people that it truly didn’t feel natural to be leaving.  We disembarked and took a taxi to a hotel that Kristine had booked.  We were tired.  While sitting in the lobby quietly, waiting for our room to be ready and just resting, we noticed another couple.  Come to find out, they had similarly just finished a cruise as well and were not have a very good morning at all.

The couple seemed familiar in a way that you may not believe or understand. The woman was trying to be upbeat and take their morning difficulties in stride (after all they did just finish a wonderful cruise) while the man was hell bent on being pissed off and upset.  He was grumbling and grunting his displease with not only their morning but I think the world in general. He was powerful in his displeasure.  They ended up sitting down with us.

I took a chance, something I sometimes do and greeted both of them with a hearty Good Morning, a smile and intentionally radiated a loving and calming energy. The woman responded in kind, I think appreciative of a kind word and a bit of good cheer.  We started talking about the cruises we were on and soon learned the source of their morning difficulties.  Almost immediately, I noticed something quite wondrous; the man’s demeanor completely change, like stopping and turning on a dime.  He turned to face Kristine and me, and joined the conversation.  It was a beautiful thing to witness. We talked for a while and eventually parted ways.  However, since we both had arrived prior to check-in and had to wait a while, we continued to notice them.  And his bad mood never did return.

Never underestimate the power of a kind word. Don’t stop being kind due to occasionally meeting a curmudgeon who might reject your kindness, because there is always somebody in the wings who will be lifted by your kindness.  Who knows – you may even make their day, or they may make yours!

Blessings!

Saturday, 29 April 2017 14:56

JUDGEMENT

My journey in grief began with realizing that our son, Quinton Stone Jackson, really was not dead – he had only transitioned, effectively crossing a threshold. He visits and signs were so over the top, vivid and spectacular that I immediately realized there is no death.  This realization, this opening of my mind to a larger view of reality in a sense, saved my life.

My next thought after this realization was, “Why didn’t I know?” And so my journey continued. I read voraciously; reading about grief, reincarnation, life between lives, energy, The Law of Attraction, signs, etc.  I learned that coincidences really are god-incidences and to pay attention to them.  I learned that all of us are spiritual beings having a human experience and I learned that we have the power to shape our reality.  Like I said, I read voraciously and much of this genre was considered New Thought.

A dear friend of mine, Les Pendleton, and old soul, with tears in his eyes told me to read the Gospels and to start with the book of John. I had tried reading the Old Testament twice earlier in life, but had never ventured into the New Testament.  His emotional plea moved and motivated me, so I went out and purchased a NLT Study Bible. 

The red print moved me and continues to move me. I highlighted and even created a list of the passages that spoke to me; you know – the red print.  All of it is powerful, sometimes I see the power immediately and some upon reading a passage again, but there are a couple that stuck with me:  I say, you are gods!” – John 10:34 and “…anyone who believes in me will do the same works I have done, and even greater works,…”- John 14:12. These passages, while should be taken into context of their entire passages, actually sound strikingly similar to what is considered today as New Thought.  These passages and the principles of The Secret and The Law of Attraction result in me thinking of the influence of my own thoughts.

The words and teaching of Jesus, identifiable by being in red are a roadmap of how all should be living, whether we are religious or not, and regardless what religion we are. They speak of Love, Faith, Forgiveness and not judging others.  To me, this is pretty simple and straight forward; these teachings in the gospels are crystal clear.  For example, Luke 6:37 – “Do not judge others, and you will not be judged. Do not condemn others, or it will all come back against you.  Forgive others and you will be forgiven.”  Straight forward, right?  There is no context to be concerned about here, is there?

This brings me to my point. As I look at the turmoil in the world, I am left to wonder how much of it we have created and how much I have created with our / my judgement and or condemnation. New Thought and the teachings of Jesus illustrate to us, that each and every one of us have a power; that our thoughts and words have power to influence our reality.  So when we stand in judgement and or condemn others in some way, how much does that focused thought or word impact those we are talking about, and how much of it comes back to impact us?  Something to ponder and in doing so, Luke 6:37 takes on a far greater significance. 

Personally, I believe that same passage applies to each of us in that, we should not judge or condemn ourselves. Again, our thoughts and words have power that many of us do not realize.  My father at times stood in judgement of me and condemned me.  My reaction was to ‘fix him’ – I took it upon myself to judge myself even more harshly than he ever could, to lessen the impact of his words.  I fixed him alright; Thank God I have made good progress in undoing that one.

In closing, understand your strength. Understand the power of your thoughts and words.  Be kind to yourself and others.  You may be very pleasantly surprised with the results. 

Blessings,

Quinton's Dad, still on a journey…

Sunday, 16 April 2017 14:40

The Divine Spark

So many of us know, because of our children on the other side, that life is eternal; so many of us have learned, through our healing and reading since our children have returned to our eternal home, that all of us are a Divine Spark. This Divine Spark of life, links us all, but in today’s hectic world, filled with trauma and drama, it is challenging at best to sense it. 

Kristine and I were blessed to go on a cruise to celebrate our 25th wedding anniversary.  We chose Carnival and sailed out on their newest ship called the Vista for a Western Caribbean cruise that included stops in Ocho Rios Jamaica, the Cayman Island and Cozumel.  This floating city had approximately 3,900 travelers and 1,500 staff.  We really had no idea what to expect, but even with that, what actually happened filled us with wonder and reverence.

It is said, over and over again, that we really should pay attention to the coincidences and synchronicities. I also think we should honor those instances in some way; maybe acknowledge them or even engage immediately. On this cruise, without electronic devices, social media and tv’s blaring bad news – maybe it was easier to do so.  With that said…

We noticed a family of four every day. Mom, Dad, Daughter and Son; we saw them either sitting and eating, or walking somewhere, or at a ship function.  The day before the last day, Kristine and I sat down for a quick bite of breakfast, and found ourselves sitting next to them.  We honored this synchronicity by speaking with them, telling them that we noticed them daily.  While we didn’t and still don’t understand the why, we felt like we needed to tell them they are a beautiful and special family, and we did so, much to their appreciation.  And we didn’t see them again. 

Another time, while at the spa reception we met a man. We spoke and he learned that we are from Arizona and he is from South Carolina.  Because we are from Arizona, he shared one of his clients is from Scottsdale, went on to provide details of his business and even share some of his challenges.  With my business experience I was able to concisely provide advice; he was amazed, appreciative and in awe that I got the crux of his challenge so directly, and he indicated that we will be in contact for further discussion.

These two interactions with fellow Divine Sparks are shared as an illustration of how we were tapped on the shoulder and guided to be of service; we all have these opportunities! But the best was happening all around us for the entire trip.

The most beautiful thing for Kristine and I was the crew, a crew of Divine Sparks from all over the world representing sixty-seven different countries. Too many, they were just the crew, there to take care of the passengers but very quickly we perceived them for their Divinity.  We noticed their name tags not only had their names, but country of origin as well.  As we engaged with them as the opportunities presented themselves, we shared Quinton with a few of them while learning of their lives and home land.

During one of those conversations, somewhat overcome by how extraordinary they are, we excitedly told two of them that we wanted to get to know not only them better, but the entire crew better.  These two, one of them already introduced to Quinton, just shook their heads in awe and appreciation of us!  Our reaction was the proverbial “Huh”? and “What”?  They shared that too many of the passengers just look at them as the hired help, nothing more.  We were incredulous. 

As the cruise continued, we met some of the crew that were doctors and lawyers; we learned about their “contracts” ranging in length from six months to ten months, their time off at ports and between contracts. Some were there in their first year while others were in their tenth year.  They were from India, Indonesia, Russia, Serbia, Bosnia, South Africa, Jamaica, Montenegro, England, Germany, Arizona, Mexico, Serbia and the list goes on.  All of them Divine Sparks of light working in unison as a cohesive unit; whether we engaged with them first or they with us first, every time they lit up, as did we.

As we engaged with them and heard of their homes, we again and again were told how special we were because we wanted to know about them. We were connecting on a soul level where collectively our divinity is more easily recognizable. 

They show us what we are capable of. They show us that indeed, all of us can cast our differences aside and work together; maybe they actually show us, that we have no differences at all because all of us are Divine Sparks from One Source.

Blessed and Blessings

Ernie and Kristine

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

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

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

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

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

Wednesday, 04 January 2017 15:27

Finding the Collateral Beauty

After seeing the previews months ago, we were excited about the new movie, Collateral Beauty.  The previews spoke to us, about grief, about the death of a child and a grieving father.  The previews showed a grieving man writing letters to Love, Time and Death.  We became even more excited.  We expected this movie to be profound and we were not disappointed.

This movie has layers, not unlike the layers of an onion.  How deep do you want to go?  On the surface, while a man grieving the transition of his daughter for more than two years continues to struggle, his business partners acting on behalf of their own self-interests hire actors to play Love, Time and Death, to basically make the grieving man look incompetent.  If this is as deep as you can go, you will hate the movie, but the movie goes much, much deeper than this.

As a fellow grieving parent, we appreciate the movie because it shares how tough it is after a child transitions.  As somebody whose son visited us from the other side, we can understand completely that the actors hired to portray Love, Time and Death where actually ethereal!  And as a member of this esteemed group called Helping Parents Heal, we understand Collateral Beauty all too well because after Quinton “died”, he started visiting us and sending us the most beautiful signs – all of which so moved us that we are here to help as many as we can.

As the movie progresses, we discover that the partners are in various stages of their own grief, (grieving the loss of love, the loss of health, and the loss of family) and are not dealing with it.  And within this whole dance called life, in a way they are actually helping each other, as are we.  Here lies some of the magic of the movie; regardless of specifics or motives, on some level, we are helping each other.

As for the story line, I was surprised as anyone else who saw it through.  I suspected something when Love said, “Shed your skin, begin your life” early in the movie, but it was fleeting.  I resonated with the main character saying “I am trying to fix my mind”, and then the grief group leader indicating that there is no fixing your mind, you lost a child.  I for one, understand that all too well as the things I once thought important are not, no matter how hard I try to make them important.  Now different things are important.  Yes, this is a completely new normal.

The story line and plot, maybe as our lives are too, is the vehicle to learn and grow.  The dialogue from Love, Time and Death to the main character and his partners is profound. “Don’t waste the time you have” – from Time; “You think you can live without me” – Love; “Heal your relationship with your daughter and you will see me again” – Love.  There are many more examples of profound dialogue in this movie that impacts us all, speaking for myself – this depends upon how many times I choose to see the movie.  It will be many.

The tears flowed as I realized the significance of the dominos.  I gasped out loud when I realized the relationship of some of the characters.  And I smiled when the bow was applied to the movie at the very end.  I recommend this movie to anyone who knows loss and who might be open to a broader view of our time here.

It matters not how or when we get it; it just matters that we do.

Blessings!

Wednesday, 04 January 2017 15:16

Christmas with Quinton

I love being the first one up in the morning.  The peace and tranquility of it, and invariably this is when I hear the whispers of spirit.  This morning, December 14th I arose, poured my coffee and sat on the couch in the loft watching the weather channel, and then switched channels to find out who won the NBA games last night and then back to the weather channel.  Suddenly I found myself thinking of Quinton and Christmas.

There was one Christmas, one of the last Christmas’s with us in the physical realm that the Q and I surprised Kristine by putting up the tree together while she was out shopping.  There was something very special, calming, cool and peaceful about doing that with him – together.  This was very special to me and in hindsight – a gift to me.  Usually Kristine and I did the tree, so imagine her surprise and appreciation to come home and find the tree up and decorated already.

And then it all came crashing down, for you and I.  Suddenly our child transitioned, now on the other side of the veil, and us, we are left here in the material world.  And we grieved and struggled.  While we shared the gifts and blessings of knowing There is More as Quinton showed us, we didn’t put a tree or any Christmas decorations for at least three years, maybe more.  This tradition that Kristine and I usually did together, was no more.

We no longer felt like celebrating Christmas.  No decorations and no tree. While perfectly understandable, but at some point even that didn’t feel right.  One December in Arizona, I went to the local store, bought an artificial Christmas tree with the lights already installed and decorations.  Not long afterward I put the tree together, adding garland, additional lights and a star.  I am sure Quinton was with me.  Afterward I put lights on the house too.

No, it doesn’t feel the same, but it does feel better than no tree or decorations at all.  We put our presents under the tree and in the evenings we would sit nearby, watching the lights blink – and remember.  Not the same, but in progress. 

And now, there is new life.  Our grandsons are here and they are too young to really even get excited about Christmas, but the tree is up. Grandpa put it up one afternoon while they napped, and put up the exterior lights.  “Pretty” the oldest exclaims!  Wait until they meet Santa and then wake up to presents under the tree.

Quinton will undoubtedly be there too!

Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!

Ernie and Kristine

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