Ernie Jackson

Ernie Jackson

Monday, 20 April 2015 18:32

Quinton Has Been Busy!

I am stretched between two separate temporary jobs, pushing hard, but from a place most times of peace and love. I was in the office at 7:00 a.m. for one job, but had to peel off by 9:15 for a meeting relating to the other. Before leaving I received a call from someone wanting to see space and wanted to see it fast. For those of you in commercial real estate, you know showings take priority.

I arrive early for my 9:30. As this meeting begins I take a call and tell them that I have to leave. After giving them 15 minutes, I left in a hurry, pushing not to be late. I called my onsite manager to give him a heads up, then hung up. Immediately after hanging up, my phone rang. The voice on the other end was unrecognizable and I couldn’t place the name.

He started talking, telling me a friend gave him a copy of Quinton’s Messages after his infant daughter transitioned almost a year and a half ago. It came back to me. I had tried to contact him a couple of times at the bequest of our mutual friend, but we never actually spoke. He then told me that he was right behind me (In Q’s truck), saw the magnet with the book cover and my number, and dialed the number.

And what are the odds that, as the plans for my day were radically altered to put me in that exact time and exact place so that this gentleman was behind me. This is not a coincidence and not an accident. It is called synchronicity and I know Quinton was behind it all. The gentleman and I spoke for a few minutes, discussing how he has been and the visits from his daughter and recently transitioned nephew; as we finished our conversation he passed me on my left, he blessed me for helping him which raised my own spirits and vibration as I looked at my visor with a picture of Quinton with a smile and exclamation of “Thank you Q”.

Quinton was not through, not by a long shot. That night he stopped by briefly in my dreams. I had been up for a while when I finally climbed out of bed and saw it was 3:00 a.m. I had an even busier day planned and was thinking about it I am sure. I lay back down, he stopped in; we were playing basketball at the house in Conifer. He drove passed me for an easy layup. I was proud of him. He showed me some other images that spoke to me and my journey.

I was up before 5:00. Checking my e-mail I was excited to see another foreword for our new book (Quinton’s Legacy) had arrived a little after 2:00 in the morning (it is not lost on me that I was actually lying awake, in bed at this time). I opened it and read it. All I can say is “Wow”! This foreword for the new book is powerful and wonderful as it speaks not only to the new book, but our journey. This Foreword is perfect and humbling at the same time. Again, not a coincidence that the events of the prior day were followed by his visit and arrival of the last piece for the new book!

Quinton still was not done. A dear friend of ours, an angel in our lives was traveling with a friend and somehow stumbled upon Quinton’s Memorial at the accident site at Four Corners, within the very same 24 hour period all of the above took place. She was traveling pulled over to rest and enjoy the view; imagine her surprise!

How is it possible that all of this happened on this particular day? The odds are astronomical, beyond comprehension. There are no coincidences! None whatsoever. Also on this day, my gaze had turned to the Ritz Carlton as I walked to Q’s truck at the end of the day. I had been becoming concerned that I wouldn’t find the right place as I had been looking but not finding that place to celebrate our 23rd wedding anniversary. The following day I walked in and realized it would be a perfect place for Kristine and I to spend it.

And all of this happened in one day! Quinton, my dear son, thank you! I know you are with me often, probably even more than I realize; but on this day you let it be known. And you know me – your visits, our visits lift my soul and I always want more.

Love you, son

Sunday, 15 February 2015 18:28

It is an Energy Thing

Often we hear about attitude and that ultimately, the only thing we can control is our attitude.  Attitude relates directly to how we see the world and sometimes, what we are faced with on a daily basis.  It is the proverbial question, are you a glass half full or a glass half empty person; are you an optimist or a pessimist?

This attitude we have is energy!  And this energy we carry with us and project outward directly affects the people around us, even attracting more of the same into our lives.  While this sounds like common sense, the nuances can take on surprising effects as I have noticed in my own life over the past month.

Within the past month I achieved a goal I set for myself well over a year ago.  In achieving this goal, I was mindful that I was already okay, I was already loved by God and didn’t need the achieving of the goal to feel better about myself.  In achieving this goal, I wasn’t prideful or boastful, I just was quietly feeling satisfied as I turned my attention toward new goals; still I noticed that some people that I didn’t know were smiling at me for no apparent reason.

The sequel to Quinton’s Messages is in editing; it is titled Quinton’s Legacy. In this project I had the goal of going a little bit deeper than just sharing what we experienced and sharing more of my philosophies about life.  In the last chapter I sought to deal head on the depths of adversity that human kind face while sharing my philosophy that ultimately we are better for it.  In the writing of this chapter, I and my editor noticed that in citing more examples of historical adversity, the more negative the entire chapter felt even though I built to a positive view.  Then I rewrote the chapter and changed the title. I made the same philosophical point while not dwelling on our struggles throughout history; I instead briefly touched upon a couple of examples.  The entire energy of the chapter changed, and fits better with the entire new book and the example of how we should be living our lives that Quinton provides us with.

This past week I momentarily increased my indulgence in Facebook after finding myself exposed a very dark emotion from another that I can only be described as hate.  Don’t worry friends, it was not directed to me.  As opposed to engaging it directly I chose to post a message about love, from different world faiths on three consecutive days.  An interesting thing happened.  Not only was I better for it, but I had an amazingly positive week with numerous positive leads toward achieving my next goal.

This is not coincidence.  This is directly the result of energy that is projected and energy that is chosen!



Thursday, 29 January 2015 18:26

Coming Home

 The sequel has been written, written for a couple of months and now is in the hands of those who will help me to bring it to the light of day, but the story of a lifetime continues.  I’m back home in Colorado for almost a month and will be for another three weeks, at least.  Spending time with my daughter and her young family, spending time with my grand-son and son-in-law – what time we can; spending time with Kristine during her two week stay.  This is where peace settles in my soul.  I can’t explain it or understand it, but here is where I belong and want to be, along the Front Range of Colorado.  This is where I want my final resting place of this incarnation to be, hopefully many years in the future. “Is this Heaven?”

While my stay here has yet to become officially more permanent, I am grateful for every moment of it.  And last night, in the booth at the Evergreen High School football game against Centaurus, then on the field and then speaking with some of the players, there is a deeper sense of home, of coming home.  As I look into the eyes of some of these young men, of course, Quinton is there on some level.  This is the good stuff, but still mere words don’t do justice to what I am trying to describe; it is in the eye contact, the wanting, needing, and expecting of an energy transference – the lifting of a spirit, his and mine.  I see it in some of their eyes, not all mind you given I have been gone from them for a couple of years and have just re-emerged, but some, even those who are meeting me for the first time.  And I am more than honored and pleased to share whatever it is that I have become; I happy to give it all. I can see all over why Kristine says, “Football brought my husband back to me”.

The greater gift is, it isn’t in the doing or striving for something.  The gift is, it is simply in being.  Have I actually achieved this lofty perch, a perch unattainable for so much of my life?  I think so, which is in part why I don’t post at near the frequency I was; in fact I don’t post at all hardly.  I’m simply “Livin It” and enjoying it, it being the journey, which of course is the point of it all in part anyway.  The other part is the making of progress on my own specific opportunities for improvement and I am.  They are mine, specific to me as yours are specific to you.  More on that, in the sequel (Quinton's Legacy) that should see the light of day within the next 3 or 4 months.

Next weekend, back to Phoenix to visit my Arizona family, enjoy our desert home for a moment and meet with Jan Whalen in person, who I have chosen to help finalize the book.  And this is happening too, not from a place a achieving or striving for something – it is happening from a place of inner peace which is why in large part it has taken so long.  I only found this place within the past year, in large part due to my experiences in Arizona.

Life is a journey for all of us and while we may travel together in families and friendships, at its core it is an individual journey with our wives and husbands; Moms and Dads; daughters and sons; sisters and brothers; friends and co-workers.  And as we travel together, we help one another to learn the lessons we intended to learn when came here.  Some lessons are tough involving pain and suffering while some glorious in their love/gratitude/appreciation. 

Enjoy your journey…


(Written in late October, 2014)

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