SAM’S STORY

SAM, A BRIEF HISTORY

6th May 2018 (These Dates In Brackets Throughout The Writings Are When I Originally Wrote Up The Particular Blog At My Old Original Site.)

I had met Sam and his wife Jill through a Spiritually minded friend Danny. Danny had invited me to his home in Gayndah Qld to run a series of psychic sessions from his home back in 1998. Neither Sam nor Jill were in any way interested in what either Danny or I had to say spiritually, but we became friends.

In 2006, after working in the local orchards where he trimmed trees or picked fruit, Sam returned home and, as usual, greeted his wife. She didn’t answer, and he assumed she had fallen asleep.

The reality hit him hard when he went to awaken her for an afternoon drink. She had died suddenly some hours earlier. She too, was a heavy smoker.

From that day forward Sam became a zombie, and his home and grounds became a shrine to the women he loved, so tragically taken from him on that day.

Around 2011/12 Sam was diagnosed with lung cancer and had a portion of one lung removed. He refused to believe smoking caused cancer and continued puffing away.

It was towards the end of 2015, after complaining of severe pain in the neck, right leg and right arm, he was sent to a Bundaberg specialist where tests were carried out. Two weeks later I accompanied him to the clinic for moral support as he learned of the test results. They were bad. His cancer had spread to the bone and though the doctor hadn’t given him a time frame, it was enough for Sam to realise he was on a terminal train.

As the cancer took hold, he moved out of his rural home with a country view into a retirement village in our nearest town.

Then when the condition worsened, he spent more time in a Bundaberg Private Hospital than at the retirement village till finally, in late 2017, it became his last place of residence.

Danny, his wife and myself regularly visited Sam, as did many of his friends, right up to his final day.

Sam didn’t believe in life’s continuance. When you died, that was it: No after life.

During our separate visits, Danny and I would try to find ways to broach the subject of ‘life after death’ with him.

In conversation I’d previously had with him at his home, he’d mention how he could feel Jill around him, comforting him and reassuring him that she would stay with him till the end. I brought this up with him two weeks before his passing and said that if she were around him, and there is no ‘after life’, how could that be? Sam, as always, evaded the matter by laughing it off and changing the subject.

On the Wednesday before his passing I had planned to bring up the subject again, but in another way. However, because of family and friends who were visiting him for the last time, I didn’t get the opportunity.

SAM’S PASSING

26th February 2018

On Sunday 25th February 2018 at 6pm my friend Sam finally gave up his last breath. He had been battling multiple forms of cancer for the past few years and had been a heavy smoker. He had also been a Vietnam Vet, serving in the Australian Royal Navy where he believed the asbestos matting around the piping above his sleeping area was the reason for his early Emphysema, and later lung cancer, not his heavy smoking.

It was the Monday morning 26th February, while I was on my way to drop off refuse to the garbage tip in our local town of Gayndah that Danny phoned me to say Sam had passed over the night before. Even though Sam’s passing has been expected for more than two years, the news was still a shock. I sat on the side of the road for quite some time before moving on to complete my task.

On the half hour trip to my home, I felt quite strange and even more emotional than I had when I first received the message. So after taking the side road to my village, off from the main highway, I pulled over to have a ‘chat’ with my Spirit Friends. I needed to be in a meditative state, and I wasn’t going to do that while driving.

I was totally shocked to have Sam’s ‘presence’ in my meditation. He was quite panicky, gasping for breath and extremely agitated.

With the Guidance of my Spirit Friends, I was able to get him to ‘breath’ and relax. I sat for about a half hour reassuring him that he was safe, and stressed that he would be ok if he did what I suggesting.

Slowly he began to slip into a state of peace, till finally I sensed he had left me. After my Spirit Friends assured me he was alright, I continued my journey home.

Suffice to say my perishables perished.

That night I made contact with Danny and told him of my experience.

(NOTE: I am a conscious trance medium, which means that if I don’t record the event at the time, much of it will be lost. What I have recorded above is as much as I can remember at that time. In the case of the rest of Sam’s Story, I actually typed it directly into my computer as the various discussions went on. And of course, the emails between Danny and I were already recorded.)

On Wednesday 28th February, Danny and his wife and I attended Sam’s memorial service in Gayndah. On the way in, about fifteen minutes out of town, Danny mentioned a feeling of Sam presence.

At the local RSL (Return Services League) Hall where Sam had been a member, a wonderful gathering of his friends and family, with many of the local town’s business owners, turned up to pay their respects.

I could feel Sam around us and he wasn’t in the panicky agitated state he had been in on the Monday.

Danny, who had originally come from Gayndah, rekindled old acquaintances as I quietly moved around the hall, sending out Peaceful energy to those who were bereaving badly, especially Sam’s immediate family.

On the way home Danny and I both shared our encounters concerning Sam’s being there at the funeral service. Danny felt that Sam would now moved on and that he was at peace. I wasn’t getting a sense either way, and for Sam’s sake, hoped Danny was right.

 A weekend or two later, I visited Danny and his wife and we chatted over our recollections and thoughts of Sam, in particular our frustration at not having been able to offer him some kind of Spiritual knowledge before he passed over.

As the evening approached, we created a meditation circle and hoped we’d get more news on Sam’s status. Danny and I were both given confirmation that Sam was in a state of Limbo and I wondered if he may slip into Purgatory.

We both pledged to continue trying to contact Sam through meditations over the weeks and months ahead and then closed the circle.

(NOTE: The Catholic Church teaches there are four states after we pass over:

Limbo: The border place between heaven and hell where dwell those souls who, though not condemned to punishment, are deprived of the joy of eternal existence with God in heaven.

Purgatory: A place or state of punishment wherein the souls of those who die in God’s grace may make satisfaction for past sins and so become fit for heaven.

Hell: A place where the souls of sinners descend into and suffer “eternal fire”.

My Spirit Friends’ Explanation:

Limbo and Purgatory: Places we lob into till we sort ourselves out enough to enjoy the Place of Peace or Heaven. After that, it is determined what new incarnation we’ll be sent to.

Hell: A self induced state where certain souls refuse to believe in care, love or kindness in any form. It is not permanent; it’s just a place of self induced pain till the soul eventually realises their stupidity, and wakes up: These souls are what are called lost souls, and can be the ones found in hauntings or places where people get frightened.)

Note: Time in Spirit is totally at odds with time in your physical world. Ten minutes here could be ten minutes, ten years or ten thousand years or more.

A person in denial can stay in a ‘sleep state’ for a very long time.

15th May 2018

SAM MAKES LONGER CONTACT

12th April 2018

I had no further contact from Sam until the night of the 12th of April 2018 when, while I was sitting watching the sunset from my patio, I felt his presence. My Guides confirmed it was really Sam and not my imagination. At first he felt distant and still having difficulty with his breathing, so I planned to prepare my evening meal and then give him my full attention later.

My Spirit Friends said otherwise and got me to grab my keyboard and prepare the computer.

I didn’t get to have my dinner that night till 9.30: The interaction with Sam was very intense and very emotional, and went on for more than 3 hours.

Sam: (Panting and extremely agitated.) Why won’t someone help me? Why isn’t the bell working? I need the oxygen turned up and I need some light. It’s so dark in here.

Pete: Remember what I said last time Sam, about the breathing.

Sam: (Panting)

Pete: Take a long, slow, deep breath. Go at it slowly Sam, don’t try gasping for air cause it won’t work.

Sam: (Crying) I’m in pain. I can’t get comfortable because of my breathing. Something is terribly wrong.

Pete: Can’t help you old mate if you don’t follow the rules (I was smiling).

Sam: Ok, I’ll try. (Silence for quite awhile and I thought he may have gone away, but then he came back, less agitated and with a little more even breathing.)

I can’t believe the nurses have left me.

Pete: (To my Guides) How do we handle this my Friends?

Spirit to me: We’ll put words in your mouth/mind.

Pete/Spirit: So Sam, when was the last time you saw a doctor or nurse.

Sam: (Irritated) Oh I don’t know. Awhile ago.

Pete/Spirit: Minutes, hours, days?

Sam: (More irritable and agitated) Oh I don’t know. Seems like ages ago.

Pete/Spirit: Do you remember talking to me last? When you had that dreadful sensation of breathlessness back then?

Sam: Yeah, then I had a wonderful dream.

Pete/Spirit: What was the dream Sam?

Sam: There were all my friends sharing memories of me, my time in the Navy, RSL people, my brother and his family. You, Danny and his wife were there. It was beautiful.

Pete/Spirit: So not long after that last breathlessness episode was it?

Sam: No. Straight after.

Pete/Spirit: It wasn’t a dream Sam. That was the Eulogy they held for you at the RSL Hall in Gayndah.

Sam: (Confused) But that was a dream. I know it was. When I’m awake, it’s dark and cold and I am struggling for breath, then I go to sleep and have these peaceful dreams.

Pete/Spirit: Are all of your dreams like that one?

Sam: No. Sometimes it’s just sleep.

Pete/Spirit: So what status are you in now Sam?

Sam: (I sensed he was confused and looking around)

Pete/Spirit: Are you dreaming or are you awake?

Sam: Well I don’t know. The room is dark and cold, just your torch making things a bit brighter. I don’t know. (I assume the ‘torch’ was my Spirit Friends’ presence.)

Pete/Spirit: Are you struggling for breath now?

Sam: (After a pause) No, I feel pretty good. Wish there was some stronger light in here.

Pete/Spirit: That’s coming. You just have to be a bit patient a bit longer.

Pause

Pete/Spirit: So what do you recall of the gathering of friends and family at Gayndah, the one you call the dream. What do you remember?

Sam: One minute I was in intensive care and then I was in the dream. I could feel people’s emotions, I could feel sadness. But I could also feel kindness and caring. It was really different to how I normally feel when I’m with family and friends. Like I knew who was true and genuine.

Pete/Spirit: There were about 100 people there that day Sam.

Sam: (Surprised and bright at first, then the mood changed.) Some of them came for the food. I know, I could feel it. Didn’t bother to visit me when I was in the retirement village or my long stay in the private hospital.

Pete/Spirit: But weren’t they there to help you find peace. Like letting go and wishing you well?

Sam: A lot of false emotions. You, Danny, (Danny’s wife) and a few others, including my brother and his family, you were all genuine. Others were just there under obligation and for the party food.

Pete/Spirit: Hey mate. Isn’t that how you were at some funerals you used to attend?

Sam: (Quiet for awhile) I’m not saying I’m dead yet. (Smile)

Pete/Spirit: Sam I asked you before how long before you saw a doctor or a nurse and you said awhile ago. (He nodded) So when did you last take a shit? Or take a piss? When was your last meal? How many visitors have you had since the dream that I’m calling your Eulogy?

Sam: Quite awhile.

Pete/Spirit: Does that seem feasible? That you can go that long without eating, drinking, visits from doctors or nurses, having a pee or a shit?

Sam: (He was very confused) I’m just so lost. Nothing’s making sense to me.

(Spirit suggested I take a short break because Sam needed to ease back a bit. I poured myself a drink and turned off my dinner, which was well and truly over cooked by now. On my return, I felt he was more relaxed and ready for another session.)

Pete/Spirit: OK mate, we’re going to turn on the lights. Move your leg over the side of the bed and rest them on the floor.

Sam: Are you kidding? There’s no way I can do that. My legs can’t take any weight.

Pete/Spirit: Please trust me, you’ll be totally safe. Bring your legs over the side of the bed. Nothing more.

Sam: Ok (gingerly he did as he was asked and slowly lowered his legs over the side of the bed.)

Pete/Spirit: How are your legs, ankles and feet?

Sam: Good. I don’t feel any pain so it must be ok. Must be the medication.

Pete/Spirit: The medication you haven’t had in, how many days?

Sam: (The laugh I hadn’t heard since his passing) Ya got me there.

(When I saw Sam on the Wednesday before his passing on the Sunday, he was sitting on the side of his bed.  His back was exposed and his bones were riddled with cancer. His ankles were badly swollen, like they had been smashed in an accident, and his legs were swollen so badly that there would be no way he could stand on them if he were still in the physical world.)

Pete/Spirit: Ok, now carefully reach out in front of you and you’ll feel the walking frame. Slowly lift yourself onto the frame.

Sam: Na, I’m not going to be able to walk. (When Sam said no, it was no.)

Pete/Spirit: Its the only way we can get some light into your room. Trust me Sam, you’ll do fine.

Sam: Pete, come on now. The light switch is way over on the wall behind me now, I’ll never get to it. You should have got me to move to the other side of the bed before I put my legs over this side of the bed.

Pete/Spirit: We’re not going for the light switch Sam, we’re going to draw back the curtains at the window.

Sam: That’s worse. There a chairs and cupboards and stuff there. I’ll never make it.

Pete/Spirit: That’s been cleared away Sam. Please trust me. You’ll be ok. Steady yourself on the walking frame and carefully stand.

Sam: (After a small protest, followed by silence, he began to move.) SHIT.

Pete: Are you alright?

Sam: (Exuberant) Yeah. It’s a miracle. I’m standing and there’s no pain. Oh this is strange, weird shit. I’m totally stunned. This is not possible.

Pete/Spirit: *Sings the line from the David Bowie’s song: Ch, Ch, Ch, Changes*

Sam: Hahahahaha

(I felt him slowly shuffling towards the window, turn towards me with a look of utter amazement, and then continuing towards the window. He stopped for a moment, and then began sporadically opening the curtains. What happened next was beyond my expectations. The emotion was overwhelming and I cried my eyes out. There’s no experience that I can think of that has ever come close to what I felt of Sam’s emotions at that time, because I was feeling what he was feeling.)

(NOTE July 2022: It is important to add here that the emotion came to us both because Sam believed and trusted what was being said to him. It was the trust and belief that my Spirit Friends were slowly building for the movement forward that was to come.)

Pete/Spirit: (After a bit of composure.) How are you Sam?

Sam: Speechless. I’m standing on the veranda at my old home, I’m looking out at the sunset and it’s better than awesome. (We were both blubbering like babies)

She’s here *He’s sobbing*. I can feel Jill. She’s right here. The rose bush (more sobbing) it blooming yellow flowers and they’re all around the base of the gum tree. I can smell her perfume, mixed in with the roses.

(I excused myself claiming need of a piss break, but actually I just needed to ease some of the emotion away so that I could continue on.)

Pete/Spirit: (A little time later with much more composure) You ok mate?

Sam: Yeah. This is just too much.

Pete/Spirit: Do you feel tired? Do you want to go on?

Sam: (Easing back to how he was before the encounter) Yeah. I’m better now.

Pete/Spirit: (After a little break) So we’d better face some cold hard facts Sammy my mate. You somehow got from your hospital bed, your body riddled with cancer, to the window and magically transported yourself to here, onto the veranda of your old house that you know you sold earlier this year. Jill passed away many years ago, yet you have her there with you. As the red head would say ‘Please Explain’.

(EXPLANATION: Pauline Hanson is a red headed political figure here in Australia. She gets regularly connected to the phrase ‘Please explain’ after an embarrassing TV interview.)

Sam: (I expected a laugh, but he was irritated and sullen.) Something’s wrong. I know Jill’s here, I can feel her. Yet every time I turn to where she’s standing, she seems to move to another position and out of my view. She’s back here, behind me. Just out of reach.

Pete/Spirit: Hey mate, you’ve got to be able to crawl before you can walk. You’ve got a hell of a lot of learning to do before you can get to that level. Firstly you’ve got to come to terms with whether this is a dream, or you’re hallucinating from medication or you’re no longer ‘alive’ and in the physical world.

If you’re dead, how come you’re in an existence? How come you’re having all these emotions? How come you’re communing with me?

Sam: Silence

Spirit To Me: He’s tiring. Time to close off for the session.

Pete/Spirit: Sam, Jill had more time with Danny after she passed over that she did with me. You know that Danny had said that to you, but you didn’t believe it possible. You’d be better off with him to link the three of you than it would be with me.

 (Sam didn’t reply, and my Guidance said he was extremely exhausted and his mind set was in total confusion, so I sent him my love and closed the Circle.)

27th May 2018

DANNY AND I SHARE EMAILS

12th April 2018

The night of that incredibly emotional encounter with my friend Sam had me in a head spin. All of this was happening within my headspace and none of it could be proven to be anything other than my imagination. I felt like I was in a room within a room and totally lost to normality. I was past thinking rationally. I had to make contact with someone to base myself, and because Sam and Danny had been closer friends that I had been with Sam, Danny was my obvious choice.

I had previously asked Danny had he heard from Sam, to which Danny had said Sam had drifted in on a couple of occasions, but no actual conversations.

That caused a dilemma for me, knowing Sam had contacted me for this very emotional encounter and not Danny. I was feeling quite timid about the sharing, but knew for my own sanity I had no option. And Danny needed to know. My Spirit Friends said “Go for it Pete.”

 It was close to 10pm that night, directly after my encounter with Sam, that I typed out this email to Danny. Being an early riser, I knew he would well and truly have gone to bed early, and that he’d get it first thing in the morning. This is the actual email I sent him, followed by his reply:

It’s late Thur night and I’ve just had an incredibly emotional time with Sam.
I was cooking dinner around 6.30/7.00 when I felt him in my mind. He was gasping for breath and very lost. He said he couldn’t get the nurses attention and so I asked him how long since he’d seen hospital staff, had bowl motions, piddled, had a meal etc and he said quite awhile.

I rationally lead him back to when he’d passed over, to my telling him to breath then, how (we) had felt his present at his farewell and slowly and logically moved his mind to the present…obviously this was Spirit’s doing.
Got him breathing and calm as before, then slowly got him to move out of bed. He said it was pitch black and he couldn’t see where he was going. I said ‘there’s a walking frame there in front of you, steady yourself and move to the window’. Then I got him to slowly pull back the curtain, and that is when everything changed. He was staring out at the paddock over the road from his Gooroolba home ‘with Jill’. We were both blubbering like kids.

Yes, I said, you can sense Jill, but Jill is ‘dead’…. so what does that make you?
He was crying with joy, but still couldn’t ‘see’ Jill. I said she would come closer to him as he ‘got better’…. that he still had a lot to learn before he’d be completely free of his human form and emotions. This went on till finally he said he was tired and needed to absorb what was happening.

After I had ‘left’ him, I asked Spirit if what I just experienced actually helped Sam, and They said ‘like you’ll never know.’
Then They suggested I contact you, let you know what happened, and then at a time you feel most comfortable, for you to tune in to Sam as if you were talking to him there and then. They said it is best you say in your mind what you would have said had he been here, only this time you don’t take no shit from him..*Chuckle*.. To imagine him actually talking back to you, answering, throwing up questions etc, because it will draw him closer to you and, of course your Guides and his Guides will actually make the imaginary a reality.

Haven’t had a drop to drink tonight, and it’s too late to start now.

Damn you Sam *Chuckle*.

The next morning I received this email from Danny:

 Danny’s reply Fri 13th April 2018:

 Yep got a beautiful light energy last night. Had trouble sleeping and around 10.30 I tuned in. Sam was very clear in mind with some recollections of the old things we got up to, and then it stopped. So while you were tuned in to Sam, I was picking up a sense of him communing, but not with me. I could not get to sleep for some hours after, and my Guides said They’d be working with me through the night as I slept. So my lack of sleep was all that chatter going on between you and Sam. It’s all your fault (chuckle). So it sounds as if he is stuck half way. I’ll work with him if he wants me to.

Thank you for keeping me informed and I reckon you can make up the drinks tonight for last night.

My reply to Danny later that morning:

Fri 13th April 2018:

 WOW that’s amazing. You got that disturbance/lack of sleep the same night and very close to the same time as Sam was chatting with me.

I’m not too sure why he chose me over you, considering you knew him better. In the long term I think he’d react much better to you than me.

The reason I originally sent you the email was just to see if you could get confirmation that it truly was Sam and not ‘interference’ or my imagination.

I have no doubts now. Thanks for the feedback.

I kept getting the feeling he thinks we are dreams when we interact with
him, so hence why Spirit wants us to bombard him somehow. It’s like we’re short circuiting him having to go through unnecessary pain, and obviously we seem to be getting through to him.

Re the drinking catch up tonight from last night, thanks so much for giving me permission, gonna get blind, rotten, fall down, grab the grass p…ed tonight. A half a nip should do it LOL

 On Sunday morning 15th April I received this email from Danny:

Had Sam visit me around 10pm last night. It was like he was on drugs and totally lost. He couldn’t work out what was up and what was down.

We shared things from our physical life together and in particular why I had chosen to help him. I said I thought he was worth helping.

He said that he was always jealous of me and was not always as he should have been. I said as that was in the past; let’s leave it in the pass. It no longer matters.

He said he wanted to move on from where he was and the subject of God came up. He said that he still didn’t believe there is a God, and I said that I do and that he should. That it is the stepping-stone to his moving on.

I felt him grabbed my hand and I knew immediately it was him, not that I had doubts before. It confirmed to me that it truly was him and this was a sign from him that I had his trust.

He asked me a couple of times why I was helping him now and when he was alive and I reminded him of the many times he’d helped me in life, particularly moving from Gayndah to Hervey Bay at a time I was going through so much upheaval.

 It was at this point I had the scent of citrus; a sure sign to me that Jill was around. In the old Gayndah days, when they both called in on their way home, after a week of picking fruit at the local orchid, they’d smell strongly of citrus.

I asked Sam if he was aware that there was someone waiting for him but he didn’t indicate one way or another.

I think we’ve got him with one arm though the wall as you said and I am sure that, as he feels ok with the changes he’s going through, he will pass fully through the wall and into the light. I can picture a younger Jill in her wedding dress with a posy of flowers and his eyes filled with tears and with both of them thanking us for our help. True love is not second placing from God.

 This experience is new for me and one I didn’t expect. I thought he had passed over quickly. I felt quite emotional and humbled that I am part of his moving on. His spiritual energy seems quite low, like the Ted we both know.

Thought you’d like the update and would appreciate if you could check with Spirit that this was really Sam. He said he would be back to see us both soon. It is so good to tell someone who understand something as deeply emotional as this.

Immediately after reading Danny’s email, I replied with this one:

How totally awesome is all of this? Brings me to tears to think we are both confirming to each other that Sam is truly communicating with us from the other side.

YES Danny, I’ve had it confirmation from my Guides that you were/are in contact with Sam and that whole encounter you had with him was ACTUAL. 

 I can feel Jill’s energy around me thanking us both for our care and love for Sam. She says that Sam is still so confused and having major trouble believing in a life after death. It means he has been wrong all these years and he’s finding it hard to take…He’s not even touching the ‘God’ concept yet…but Jill said he would.
I had a feeling I might have had another quiet time with him last night, around 9.00, but I was so tired, so Spirit said ‘he’ll come to you when the time’s right’, and so I went to bed. So glad I did. Meant you had this great encounter with him. I’ve had encounters with those that have passed over before, but this is the first time I’ve ever had any confirmation. Thank you Danny.

5th May 2018

SAM’S NEXT VISIT

17th April 2018

It was the 17th of April and I was enjoying the sunset at the end of a very productive day and up to my third glass of ‘holy water’, when I sensed Sam around. I went into my meditative state and got confirmation from my Guides that yes it was Sam and that I was clear to continue.

Pete: I hope you brought you Black Douglas old mate.

Sam: (Laughter. He seemed much brighter than last time. The breathing problem had gone and he was quite jovial.)

Pete: So have you figured out which world you’re in yet?

Sam: Sort of. Still not sure, but taking each day as it comes. Visited Danny the other night. He sounded like you. Confusing me every which way. (Chuckle)

Pete: Yeah he told me. Said you were still unsure of a lot of things.

Sam: I don’t think that’s going to change for a while. Too many questions I can’t answer and no one to help me sort them out.

Pete: You mean besides Danny and me there is no one to help you out?

Sam: Yeah. You both have given me so much to churn over, but I don’t have anyone around me here to confirm it or otherwise.

Pete: Danny said you still thought you were ‘alive’ here in the physical world. Still feel that way?

Sam: Yeah. How do I tell the difference between dreaming and being in a conscious state if I’m supposed to be dead? It feels like I’m still in the hospital bed, sometimes looking out the window and other times in the dark. Then I’m having these wonderful dreams.

Pete: Like the wonderful dream at the Gayndah RSL gathering?

Sam: Yeah, that was a fascinating day. I could tell which ones of those that were there who were genuine in their emotions and those who were false. That shocked me, because I could feel them as clear as if they were putting into words how they felt. Only a few of you really believed I was worth having feelings for. You, Danny and his lovely lady, my brother’s family and surprisingly the chaplain from the RSL.

Pete: Yeah, you mentioned this before. About how you felt some of them were there for the food.

Sam: Yeah. Only wish I could have had some of that (Laughter).

Pete: Now Sam, you always had a brilliant ability to recall. Left me to shame (He laughs). On that day, can you recall the table, set up in front when the RSL chaplain was addressing us all?

Sam: Yeah, there were a couple of photos of my old boats (from the Vietnam war days), a bunch of red flowers…Poppies….yeah Poppies…and a few things scattered on the table.

Pete: Did you see the white Styrofoam box?

Sam: Yeah, in the middle of the table.

Pete: They were your ashes. From your cremation. Your body’s gone, but you’re stuck here chatting with me. (I was smiling)

Sam: (Silence)

Spirit: He’s faded.

Pete to Spirit: Did I offend him?

Spirit: No, it was the shock of what you said. He hadn’t realised the significance of the box. It was like each part of a pattern came together in his mind and it was too much and too quick.

Pete to Spirit: I hope there is someone up there can help him with this?

Spirit: Yes. He will always have the help he needs when he asks for it.

As usual, I sent Danny a copy of the conversation in an email that evening for his perusal next day. Danny didn’t have need to reply.

On the 26th April I received an email from Danny to say that Sam had ‘visited’ him the day before at the pub and that they had played the poker machines. Danny, who is pretty lucky on the ‘pokies, said he had had win after win, which he said Sam had influenced for him. Sam said the win was for Dan to buy something special for Danny’s wife’s birthday next month. Sam also mentioned that he misses the human life.

17th June 2018

SAM VISITS 1st MAY

1st May 2018

 It was 4pm and I was about to type up more of Sam’s story for my next Blog, when my Guides indicated that Sam was around.

I went into meditation and then asked him if he was here for a chat, or to edit what I was writing about him.

(NOTE: Though I have put Pete only below, it was always a combination of my Spirit Friends and myself that were talking with him. However, at certain times, my Spirit Friends would possess me and speak through me directly to Sam. I have indicated these times before each encounter.)

Pete: Hi Sam, have you come to help me edit your story?

Sam: (Laughter) No came by to see if you were awake.

(For quite some time I camped in Danny and his wife’s back yard in my mobile home. Sam would visit Danny from time to time and he would call up to me in my bus, usually when I was having my afternoon ‘Poppy Snooze’. He’d tap noisily on the side of the bus and call out “Are you awake?” Knowing fully well I wasn’t, till he woke me.)

Pete: (With a humorous tone) So are you ‘dead’ yet?

Sam: (Laughs) Yeah I think so. Still not sure.

Pete: Must be good deodorant you’re using?

Sam: (Laughs) So what’cha up to?

Pete: Well next project is to set up a compost worm toilet system to replace the compact one I’m using. Over time it will give me some soil to cover all these bloody rocks I’ve got here.

Sam: (Laughter) Shit. Literally.

Pete: Wish I could dig you up and get some of your Red worms. Ya must be full of them. *Chuckle*

Sam: (Belly laugh, then quite and then solemn.) They should be preventing people going through the shit I went through. All that pain, and it wasn’t real. Just in my mind.

Pete: (Gently) Mate, when you were here, you blocked off the opportunity for either Danny or me, or others, from helping you to be prepared. Remember?

Sam: Yeah you’re right, but I kept seeing you both as another kind of God Botherers.

Pete: I guess you just weren’t open to any options other than your belief that ‘you die and that’s it’.

Sam: Just didn’t want to be lectured about something I wasn’t interested in. Like the ones that called here every other Saturday, telling a pack of lies. They are dangerously wrong with their fairy story preaching.

Pete: (I paused for a appropriate time, then said.) You said it was all in your mind, talking about how you felt when you passed over. Can we have a mind if we no longer have a brain?

Sam: Don’t know, but I’ve got something. Don’t know what to call it.

Pete: Recall? I don’t know either. Contrary to what you may think, old mate, there is quite a bit I don’t know and so much to learn.

Sam: (Light laughter.)

Pete: So do you remember our last encounter?

Sam: Yeah, bits and pieces.

Pete: Jill?

Sam: Was that real? I thought it was a dream.

Pete: Samey mate, you don’t dream any more. Or correction, its a reality superimposed onto your ‘dream state.’

Pete: (Long pause and I thought he’d left me, so I said,) Thanks for coming to visit Sam.

Sam: Ah, I’ve got nothing else to do.

Pete: You have you know. You can create anything you want….unless you’re in hell and you’re now charcoal being they’re using for the Bar B Q up above (I chuckled).

Sam: Na. I went through hell when I came over here. Wouldn’t want that to happen to anybody. People should be helped. Shown what happens when they die, or whatever. Don’t know what to call what’s happened to me, or where I’m at.

Pete: Sam, if Danny and I couldn’t get through to you, how can we get through to others to help them across?

Sam: (He gave a sense of the helplessness of the situation where we offered him an option before he passed over, but he couldn’t comprehend it.)

Pete: How can we help those that have no belief in anything when they die? How do we get through to (I mentioned three people Sam, Danny and I know who have terminal conditions?)?

Sam: I don’t know…..shit, you and Danny have the answers, I don’t. I’m just recouping from that phucking ordeal.

Pete: You’re a lazy bastard. They got me up the next day after my op and you’re not even sick.

Sam: (Great laughter.)

Pete: Hang five. I need a mother nature break and to top up my drink.

Sam: So is that your plonk? You still drinking that shit you make?

Pete: Well you’re not here to shout me a Black Douglas. What other choice do I have?

Sam: (Great laughter.)

Pete: (After my return) So what’s happening with you and Jill?

Sam: (Confusion and intermittent reply)…. She’s here, but she’s not here…..I don’t think she’s….doesn’t care….it’s not the same…..some-thing’s lost…..

Pete: You’re in a new and different world now Sam. You can’t use the ‘tools’ you used when you were human. You have to do a new form of ‘courting’. But you have to do some relearning first. She has had nearly 12 years of learning….

Sam: (Interjects) 11 years.

Pete: (Humorously) Well I’m saying 12. I know her better than you.

Sam: (Laughter)

Pete: She’s well up on the charts and has learned a lot, and she has much to teach you. As do others there who want to help.

Sam: I don’t know who I can trust other than Jill (Pause). What do I have to do to get her back?

Pete: You have to take one step at a time. First, you have to fully accept that you’re no longer in the physical world, and that you’re in ‘another world’. What would you call it? Heaven?

Sam: Na….That’s what God Botherers’ reckon.

Pete: Remember, your kitchen table, having a cuppa, and me eating your biscuits?

Sam laughs: For someone who shouldn’t eat gluten, you sure tucked those away.

Sam and Pete: Laughter.

(This was a very significant insight as to whether this was truly Sam communing with me, or was it my imagination. Sam could be cruel at times and let slip to others, things you felt you had entrusted to him privately. It more than convinced me that I was communing with him.)

Pete: Anyway, remember me saying exactly the same thing then about ‘dying’ as I’m saying to you now? That ‘death’ isn’t an ending, and that most Christians were so far off track that they’d get as much of a shock at their ‘end’ as anyone else?

Sam: (Almost as if I was totally wrong.) Na, you weren’t right either.

Pete (a bit shocked): Well how about you teach me…..mate you’re there and I’m here….I’ll accept with open arms whatever you can teach me from your now experiences…..Please give me an exclusive.

Sam: (Pause at first, then a lot more mellow) Na, you were pretty much on the ball. Just don’t want you getting a swelled head. (We both had a chuckle, but again this was a side to Sam, which could be hurtful.)

Pete: (To break the tension and bring back the humour): Speaking of swelled heads, had a decent erection lately *Chuckle*

Sam: (Humorously) Yeah, well the sensation anyway….(Then more seriously) but then I’m in another situation….(He drifted off for a bit.) Just so confused here.

(I sensed that he was missing that intimacy he’d longed for after so many years not having Jill in his life, so Spirit asked if They, through me, could move the topic directly to the matter at hand. I of course said yes.)

Pete/Spirit: Sam, Jill is your Guide….she has others with her who can lead you through this confusion. Teacher-Spirits, with her permission, are ready to lead you through this maze, this confusion. Does that make sense to you?

Sam: Sort of….still confusing….how do I know who to trust? If I can’t see Jill, how do I know it’s her?

Pete/Spirit: It’s not easy Sam, you’ve got to be trusting. You will know They are trustable because you’ll feel at peace, like you did when you encountered Them with Jill on the veranda that time you first sensed Jill. It was Their peaceful energy that you reacted to emotionally. Jill is a part of that Peace now.

Have you been back to Danny?

Sam: (Laughing) yeah we had a great day at the pub. I helped him win quite a bit on the pokies. (Danny’s wife) deserved something special for her birthday….

(That was a shocker for me because I hadn’t mentioned about the poker machines, Danny’s big wins and Danny’s wife’s birthday coming up.)

Pete: So other than that, have you been back to Danny for a chat?

Sam: (Silence at first.) Na….he hit me with ‘God’ and I’m not ready for that yet.

I may have died, but that doesn’t mean that God is real. One doesn’t mean the other.

Pete: You know that Danny isn’t talking about the God Botherers’ God. You know that don’t you?

Sam: Yeah I know …. but he’s not flexible …. just hard to take his full-on ‘belief’ thing he’s into right now.

Pete: I’m writing this as we chat and plan to show it to Danny….I could take this part out if you want me to. I’d rather not because I’d feel like I’m holding back some of your truth for him. What do you want to tell him?

Sam: Tell him he might be right, but I’m just not ready for that just yet.

Pete: Ok. (I was about to broach another subject when he interjected and said:)

Sam: If he can get Jill to prove to me that God exists…..(He didn’t add the obvious.)

Pete To My Guides: I think this is one for You Guys. Not sure what to say?

Spirit/Pete: Sam, when Danny mentions God, he’s talking about a constant Future/Power/Existence that has no beginning and no end….like an endless railway journey….and your on that train…..

Pete: (My Guides moved back and I waited for Sam to comment. When he didn’t I said,) Ok mate, I’m happy to keep in contact with you, but I really need you to keep in contact with Danny because without his affirming your existence in your new ‘status’, no one’s going to believe me, or him…..selfish I know, but you can do so much to help others who are about to make ‘the jump’ from the physical world….like (and again I mentioned the three that we know have been diagnosed as terminally ill.)

Sam: Yeah I understand. Just ask Danny to keep God on hold for a bit….I’m not ready for that yet.

Pete: Ok….

Pete to Sam’s Guides: Maybe you Guides could get Jill to contact Danny and work through this?

Sam’s Guides: Yes….Jill is a part of Sam’s team.

Pete: Does Sam know?

Sam’s Guides: He’s keeping us a long way from him, but doesn’t know it. It’s too early for him to understand all that.

Pete: (Sensing the session was coming to an end.) So Sam, anything else you want to chat about? Anything you want to know about…..other than the bloody ALP and the wonderful LNP? *Chuckle*

Sam: (Laughter). No, just wanted to test the waters….see if this is real…

Pete: And is it????

Sam: Yeah, maybe. You seem to make sense….but I’m finding it so confusing.

Pete: Why?

Sam: Every thing you and Danny are saying, the fact that I’m chatting to you both, everything is against what I used to believed…..and now you’re both shooting it all to pieces…..(Laughs)

Pete: It’s a dirty job…..hehehehe

Sam: Yeah (laughs).

At that point he thanked me for the time and for caring. Then he faded, as did the sun on my back patio.

5pm close

30th June 2018

SAM CALLS AGAIN

MAY 2nd 2018

After Sam’s last visit I was expecting a sign of slow but steady growth ahead for him, but instead, at this next visit, he seemed very distant, almost reclusive. It was around 6.30pm and I thought it was more my imagination than him because of this distance between us.

As I do before entering into any psychic spiritual matter, I make a dedication to and with my Spirit Friends:

“We affirm and confirm our Oneness to the Greater Good, God, the Creator Force. We are One with the Core Being of Peace, not for my gain, or from my ego, but of and from that Oneness/God whose Will be done in this matter, not ours. We Are One. (Spirit answers: We Are One.)

After receiving a very peaceful feeling, an indication that it is ok to continue, I started the conversation:

Pete: Hi Sam. Have a feeling you’re hanging around in the ‘shadows’.

Sam: Yeah, don’t know if I really want to chat to anyone. Don’t like people telling me what to do.

Pete: Did you hear my opening dedication? It’s what I say before I start any interaction with you or any psychic matter?

Sam: Yeah it was good. I like the bit where you say you don’t want to make anyone believe in anything or to change them in their beliefs. That you, and what you believe in, is to help the lost find their path, the blind find their sight, and the confused to find their peace.

Pete: (Confused) But I didn’t say any of that Sam.

Sam: But that’s what I heard. Didn’t you mean it?

Pete: Oh now you have me on the wrong foot old friend (We both chuckled). What you have said that I’ve said, is way too beautiful to what I could ever have thought to say. I most certainly confirm it though.

Pete to Spirit: What was that all about?

Spirit to Pete: (With a bit of a grin), Just his Guides’ interpretation. (Pause) Do you really believe Sam would have listened to the version you usually say?

Pete to Spirit: (Laughed heartily)

Pete: Are you still there Sam?

Sam: Yeah, just finding it hard to link up with you. Like I need a hearing aid.

Pete: Yes, you seem a long way away. Is there any way you can come closer to me? Is anything stopping you being here with me?

Sam: (Jumbled reply at first) I feel like I’m in a room full of strangers. Plenty of people around me, but so different. Like I’m in the middle of a Communist Party meeting, totally different people to my kind. ((I laughed heartily because Sam was a strong conservative. He didn’t.) I don’t want people telling me what to think, what do. I want to be alone.

Pete: So are these others, around you all the time, telling you what to do like Danny has been doing? I’m saying that because I know you’re not communing with Danny, from what he’s telling me.

Sam: Yeah. I just want to sit here and stay in the silence. Danny is a good man, and he has had a great life, but he just doesn’t seem to see me as I really am, or was.

Pete: Not meaning to share personal matters, but I’m sure if Danny were here now, he’d say his life wasn’t quite as great as you thought.

Sam: (No words, but felt he agreed that’s possible.)

Pete: Sam, Danny is a person with a psychic ability, like me. He could see things relating to you that he couldn’t express because it would offend, or at least you would have rejected. Remember you never had anything to do with my psychic side for that same reason. I never mentioned my psychic side when you were in the physical plain, did I?

Sam: (Very hard to hear, but I could feel he was agreeing with me.)

Pete: Sam, you are so far away, it is almost impossible to hear you.

Sam: (Faintly) Year, you too. Too much chatter. Wish they’d leave.

Spirit through me: Sam, when those voices aren’t around you, do you feel happier?

Sam: (Less distant and very aggressive) Of course I’m not bloody happy. I’ve never been so isolated and alone. If this is my Heaven then I don’t want it.

Pete: Worse than when you were at your country home, pining for Jill?

Sam: Absol…phucking….lutely worse. At least then I had hope. Hope that she’d be waiting for me….

Pete: So you haven’t shared with me what happened after that first encounter with Jill, when I showed you how to leave the hospital bed, open the curtains and you were on the veranda of you country home?

Sam: (Quite bitter) She abandoned me. Treated me like a stranger….

Pete: (He started slipping away so I asked Spirit to reaffirm with him that that was what he had said. I did this without typing, instead concentrating on his ‘voice’ in my mind.)

Spirit: Sadly the more the contact with you, the more he has isolated himself. He’s looking for a magic potion or happening to bring him out from where he is.

Pete: (After a feeling that he’d done an Elvis and left the building) Has he gone?

Spirit: Yes Pete, he has lost all hope, all faith in what he believed in. He is so introverted that is may take his Spirit Friends a very long time before They can get him out of that ‘room’.

Pete: So those voices, or people he could feel around him that he likened to Communists, who are they? 

Spirit: A conglomerate of high level Souls, including his Guides, Jill and her Guides and of course Danny’s Guides and Us.

Pete: Can Danny intervene? He has a more aggressive approach than I. Could he get Sam out of that black hole?

Spirit: Danny would have a far better chance than you, but it may have to be awhile from now before Danny makes any attempts with him. Using a simple analogy, the starving kitten is more likely to leave its hiding place when food is offered.

Pete: Ok. So is there anything further I can do for Sam now?

Spirit: No, leave it till We interact with you and Danny in the not too distant future. We will contact one or the other of you with tools to help your friend. He is worth saving and he is going to take a lot of effort.

Pete: Ok my Friends in Spirit. I’ll send this off to Danny now so that he can read it first thing in the morning. Did you want to add any more?

Spirit: Yes. Danny, if you could act in your mind as if you are Jill when you’re thinking of Sam. Imagine what Jill would be saying to Sam if she were interacting with him. This will allow Jill’s Guides, with her permission, to superimpose an actual energy of Jill on you for Sam.

Pete: Oh dear, I have trouble understanding that fully. Hope Danny can handle it.

Spirit: Danny is the key to Sam being saved. But Danny himself can’t do it. It will be a combination of Us, your Guidance team, Jill’s Guidance team, and Danny’s own wonderful Guidance friends who will get Sam through this. That sort of power will kick start Sam into interacting with his team, whose help he has so far denied.

Pete: Has Sam deliberately done this?

Spirit: No. Imagine Sam in a cellar with a locked access. Imagine his refusal to listen to many instructions as to how to open the locked access. That’s what’s making this difficult to deal with.

Pete: Can you see us ‘saving’ Sam?

Spirit: It isn’t a question of Sam being saved or not, it is a question of how much pain and suffering is Sam imposing on himself before he finally opens up to the ‘Light’. The choice is his, even though he doesn’t realise it.

Pete: Does this happen to many others? I assume there are many souls floating around in a similar situation to what Sam is going through.

Spirit: Sam is luckier than most because both you and Danny are offering ‘Care’, not ‘Prayer’ for him. The original concept of prayer, taught by the likes of Jesus and similar, was not wasteful words, but mental actions/care/intent. Jesus used the magic word – Will.

Sam knew when those at his farewell gathering were genuine. Even thought they were few in number, they meant far more to and for him than all the ‘thoughts and prayers’ that were offered for him.

(I’d run out of questions when they continued) He is not lost, as long as you both believe he is worthy of saving. However, if his contact with you both fades to the point where there is no more interaction, that is not your responsibility either. In other words, keep giving as if he is listening to you, even when you have doubts. There are many more over here using your ‘love’ to superimpose on him and his ‘psyche’. Please, don’t give up.

Pete: And I assume they are Sam’s “Communists”? (Chuckle)

Spirit: They are Sam’s “Communists.” (Laughter)

Pete: Thank you my Friends. Please thank Sam, his Spirit Friends, Jill and her Spirit Friends, and thank you Danny for having to loose so much work tomorrow reading this *Chuckle*

Circle closed at 8.00pm.

15th July 2018

SAM’S NO SHOW

5th May 2018

I had just started to water my garden, when I sensed a very strong feeling that someone in Spirit wanted to interact with me. It seemed strange that it would be Sam, because of his reluctance last visit to commune with me.

Danny had said, last time I was down the Bay, that Spirit prefers to come through to him around sunset.

For fifteen minutes I sat in concentration, waiting for some interaction.

I got told “Don’t think of Sam”, and so I tried, as best I could, to keep my mind clear of any person.

Nothing happened, and I was beginning to think I was imagining things, when I sensed a very, very weak presence far away trying to draw near. It wasn’t Sam.

By 6.10pm it was obvious that nothing was going to happen.

Pete: What was that all about my Friends?

Spirit: We don’t know. There is confusion going on around Sam and Jill, but we’re not involved.

Pete: Could Danny be getting info tonight, either from Sam or Jill?

Spirit: Yes, very possible.

Pete: Is Sam any better than when I chatted to him a few days ago?

Spirit: He is being …. imposing? no……aggressive? no…..more a combination of those and with insistence. He feels like Jill owes him.

Pete: So this is something ongoing between Sam and Jill?

Spirit: Yes.

Pete: Will Jill be interacting with me?

Spirit: We think that might have been her energy, but it’s gone now. We’re being told she is chatting with Danny now.

Pete: Should I be contacting Danny tonight to see if he is in the middle of this fracas between Sam and Jill?

Spirit: No. He’ll share with you when he’s ready.

Pete: So is this attitude of Sam, especially with him concentrating on Jill’s not being there for him as he wanted, slowing down Sam’s growth?

Spirit: Definitely.

Pete: Poor Danny, being stuck in the middle of a domestic in Spirit. Bet that’s a first. (Laughing)

Spirit: It’s not happening quite like that for Danny. He isn’t fully aware of what his Guides are doing while he sits quietly in meditation. It’s a wonderful and major learning curve for him, a situation where he may feel he is frustrated because he can’t ‘get through’, but in actual fact he is doing far more than he realises just being still.

Spirit: (After a pause) Danny’s Guides are working with Sam to communicate at this ‘new level’ with ‘Jill’. It is not Jill herself, but a combination of very highly evolved Souls that Jill is now a part of. They are the primary Teachers for Sam. When Jill comes to Danny, it is this Conglomerate of Extremely High Souls who are present. Because Danny feels comfortable with this ‘Jill’, Sam is drawn closer.

Pete: Danny said in his last email, as I understand what he received from Spirit, that the relationship, that is Sam and Jill, ended with Jill’s passing. Is that correct? I’m not doubting what Danny received, but would like clarity for him?

Spirit: Danny was absolutely correct. When Jill passed over, she remained in the physical world, for a while, as Danny knows. She interacted with him and others for a few years human time, and then moved on into ‘Heaven’s University,’ as we all do, where she became re educated in preparation for her next life. Having gained her ‘Doctorate’, she then assisted others who had passed over. At her level, she has no interest in what was past. Not that she has no love for Sam. It’s just that she has removed her human emotions as she moves onto the new ‘life’ intended for her.

Pete: I have the imagery of Jill as a mountain climber concentrating on establishing a safe and secure rope line for him to follow?

Spirit: Exactly. She hasn’t time, not does Sam, to hang around reminiscing the past. Their new life is beyond the human existence they knew together.

Pete: Thank you. Do you have more for me or should we close the ‘Circle’?

Spirit: Only that We are extremely pleased at the way you and Danny are both passing on information on this matter to each other. You were both brought together by Truth for reasons that may seem to make no sense in your physical world.

You are more powerful than you could possibly realise.

Pete: In this life? I mean our current lives?

Spirit: In past lives and in future lives. One of you was a Jesus, and one of you was a Peter.

Jesus had his time and was totally taken out of context. He was the Voice for the Piscean Age, ‘and they knew him not’. Your namesake, the Apostle Peter, is the Power/Voice of the future.

You are both Voices of Spirit for the future. Danny will reincarnate back quite quickly and at a time when the world will have stabilised after the total upheaval, which will have destroyed so many.  

29th July 2018

SAM JOINS ME IN GAYNDAH IN MAY

17th May 2018

On the 17th May 2018 I took a trip to Gayndah to drop off rubbish at our local tip, as we don’t have a garbage collection service where I live. On the way home, as I came to the top side of the bridge crossing the river, I had Sam come to mind. I went through the usual clarity process with my Guides, to be assured it was him. When it was confirmed, and with the aid of my mobile phone, I recorded this conversation:

Pete: Hi Sam, how are you.

Sam: (Still distant but audible) Still none the wiser.

Pete: Confused old mate?

Sam: Yeah. Don’t know where I am….or who I am.

Pete: It takes time….not that I’ve been there yet *Chuckle*

Sam: (Quite serious) And you wouldn’t want to be.

Pete: I do have an advantage thought. You’re not the first to have ‘come down’ to visit me after they’ve ‘died’.

Sam: (Silence)

Pete: I’m in Gayndah and heading over the bridge, heading back home. At the intersection with the main street.

Sam: Yeah, I can ‘feel’ the RSL Hall up there, and the memories…..

Pete: (As I turned left into the main street) Last Saturday was a long weekend so there’s quite a bit of traffic happening in town.

Sam: (Silence)

Pete: (As I passed Gayndah’s Retirement village, Sam’s residency before he went to the hospital that was his final place of stay, I joked,) Sam can’t be home, his Gold Mobile Gopher is missing *Chuckle*

Sam: (Silence, and there was silence all the way up to Danny’s old place heading out of town, the swimming pool, along to the fruit stand on the right side at the end of town and past the 100 kph speed zone.)

Pete: So, did you want to have a chat, mate?

(He seemed stronger the more I moved out of town. He was sitting in a rather large, round back chair and in a dressing gown. Not a dressing gown I recognise, but then in hospital he usually wore a hospital robe. It was quite a large room, but not one I’ve ever seen before. He looked to be bent over more than when I last saw him and he looked tired, though he tried to be jovial.)

Sam: You guys know so much.

Pete: You mean Danny and I?

Sam: Yeah. There must be lots that are in the same situation as me.

Pete: So do you see anyone else there. I mean have you had visitors while you’ve been there?

Sam: Fred’s had some thoughts of me, but doesn’t realise I can ‘hear’ him. Good thoughts, like he’s missing me. Some others also. Adam’s the strongest from family. Kindred spirits I think.

Pete: I meant others who have passed over, spirits/ghosts or whatever, do you get to see or make contact with anything like that?

Sam: There’s always parties going on, in the other rooms, but I’m really not interested in partying.

Pete: Do you see them, the partygoers. Do you hear them, or do you just sense or feel them being there?

Sam: (Pauses to contemplate) I don’t know. I just know they’re there. They’re happy and friendly, but I’m just not interested.

Pete: (We were coming up to his old home at Gooroolba and I mentioned it to him) Have you been back to Gooroolba since I chatted with you that night?

Sam: Na, nothing for me there now. Everything’s changed….not the same.

Pete: Jill?

Sam: Yeah Jill.

Pete: What makes you believe there’s not going to be something there with Jill for you, after you’ve got through this ‘nightmare’?

Sam: I just know. Too much to change. She’s not worth it, or I’m not worth it. I don’t know. There’s just too much to deal with.

Pete: Do you have thoughts, like you feel you’re chatting to yourself in your mind, like you used to do?

Sam: No, I never did that.

Pete: You didn’t mull things over? Have recollections? Have memories come back?

Sam: Yeah. Everyone does. But I never thought of God thoughts or stuff like that.

(I found that interesting because I made no reference to God, or Heaven or similar. Maybe it was a Freudian slip on Sam’s part)

Pete: Are you having those old kinds of thoughts now, or have you since you ‘came over’?

Sam: Yeah. You and Danny. That’s how we make contact. You both came to me in my thoughts. Others float by, but they don’t stick. Mostly my thoughts are about what I’m missing, what I used to do….with Jill….and when I was on my own after she’d gone.

Pete: That’s sad Sam.

Sam: Yeah, but what’s the alternative? I can’t go back.

Pete: So is that it? That you stay there, in that room? Recollections that no longer have Jill?

Sam: (Irritated) Well what else is there. And don’t go bringing up God, or spirits or shit.

(Again I was intrigued that he mentioned this as I hadn’t mentioned it before. Something’s obviously churning this over in his mind. And that to me is a good sign.)

Pete: When you were at your lowest, back in Gooroolba, didn’t you break out of that loneliness by ‘going somewhere’?

Sam: Of course I did. Down to Danny and his wife’s, the Orange with you to play the pokies. But where’s there to go now?

Pete: Remember I said you have to learn to crawl before you walk? Remember I got you to move off the bed, to take the walking frame and move to the window and open the curtain?

Sam: Great lot of good that did me. Broke my heart when she stayed away.

Pete: (After a few minutes as I allowed a truck to overtake me) Rather confusion old mate? Sorting that out takes time, and it must be hell.

Sam: Tell me about it.

Pete: Sam, you must have had expectations, before you passed over, after you ‘died’ Jill would be there waiting for you. Yet you didn’t believe in life after death. So there’s one major hurdle you must face and come to terms with.

Sam: (Silent)

Pete: Then there’s your own body, riddled with cancer, needing heaps of medication just to exist, yet you’re alive and kicking, with nothing, not even food, and you’re certainly not ‘alive,’ here with us.

Sam: It’s too much.

Pete: You trusted me to leave the bed, with the walking frame and the curtains. You need to trust me again. You need to go over to the fridge, break open a can of Black Douglas and then come back.

Sam: (Laughing) If this is heaven, how can there be booze.

Pete: First fallacy you have to overcome mate. The crap we were told, like no alcohol in Heaven, often stops many enjoying their own personal Heaven. Have a go. See what happens.

Sam: (Laughing) What fridge?

Pete: Make one up Sam. Pretend.

Sam: (Still laughing, he reaches out for the make believe fridge) HA, I don’t believe it. The fridge is real.

Pete: Now open the door, take out a can and join me.

Sam: (Still laughing) Wow these cans are huge.

Pete: And you can drink as many as you like, and they’re free. ( By now I was pulling into my yard) So I’m going to have to leave you old mate. After you’ve had a few of those, think about going to the door and just looking at the party goers next door, you don’t have to go in. Just be an observer, that’s all…..And have an extra super large one of those Black Douglas’ for me.

Sam: (Laughing loudly) Ok.

12th August 2018

SAM, DANNY AND I TOGETHER FIRST TIME IN THE ONE PLACE

18th May 2018

For weeks, via emails and phone calls, Danny and I shared our serious concern for Sam. We hadn’t heard from him for quite awhile and both of us felt extremely uncomfortable about his statue in ‘his world’.
In particular, that he was slipping into a ‘place’ we both felt was anything but safe for him.

We had both tried contacting him at various time, but with very little result of a positive nature. Numerous times Danny had mentioned he felt we might get through to Sam if we got together, in the one place, and try to contact him as one voice.

So on the 18th May I travelled down to Hervey Bay and stayed overnight with Danny and his wife, with the intention of trying to see if the two of us together, in the same place, may have a chance of ‘bringing Sam around’.

Up to that point neither Danny or I had personally chatted, face to face, of our Sam encountering. Especially concerning  the little bits, which are hard to transmit via emails or Messenger.

I had recorded a great deal of my chats with Sam because I had typed it as it happened, while I was in a trance state.

What Danny was getting he was passed onto me via the emails, so I was unsure if Danny even believed what I was receiving, let alone what he may have got that could have been contradictory to what I got, but may have chosen not to share for fear of hurting my feelings.

Danny probably had a similar preamble to his thought that night, but I didn’t dare ask him.

Both Danny and I shared how we felt a little low because we thought, after all the encounters we had had over the months, that Sam would have moved on a little more by now.

Anyway as the evening progressed and we sat around his wood-burning heater, enjoying a glass or three of our favourite beverages, we mentally prepared ourselves for whatever may occur.

Initially there didn’t seem to be much of a ‘spark’ and I said to Danny I wondered if we may have lost Sam altogether, never to hear from him again.

Danny then reminded me of how Spiritual activity seemed to happen with him after sundown, here at his place in front of his wood heater. 

We joked that if Sam were going to join us, it would be then, because we were having Pizza, one of Sam’s favourite foods.

With the Pizza consumed, a few bottled ‘spirits’ under the belt and a wood fire at full capacity, we prepared in meditation for our connecting with Sam, or with Spirit if Sam didn’t show.

We each confirmed that something was about to start as Spirit’s energy began to intensify.

Danny was first to make contact with Sam and I could sense that Spirit was trying to encourage Sam to interact with Danny and it was hard going.

Danny repeating to Sam, apparently what he’d said to Sam before, that it was a 50/50 thing and that Sam had to do his part. It was at that point that I went into a conscious trance, and I have very little recollection after that. Obviously I didn’t have my computer or a sound recorder, so the rest is Danny’s recollection.

Danny’s Recollection: I first got a glimmer of light and said to you “we have company”. You confirmed that is was Sam and we both felt the Spiritual Energy was incredibly peaceful and strong.

I hit a brick wall with him, and that is when you went into trance.

You started to talk to him, but he was agitated and obviously confused. You then started to ask him questions.

You asked him to look around and tell us what you see.

He said he was still alone in a room, so it sounded like he had shared this with you before.

You asked him to make the room into whatever he’d like it to be by using his imagination and it would become that place. You reminded him of how he had created something similar a few weeks back.

He was very reluctant to do this, but with our coaxing, finally gave it a try.

It was a very slow process and I think we both wondered if it wasn’t grinding to a halt.

You then asked Sam if there was a window in this image he’d created and he said there was.

He said there was, but was reluctant to go there. At this point I was distracted by Sam who said he was confused with what you were suggesting, about the window and the scenery imagery.

I could feel Sam fading and so I told him I’d be there to help him latter on if he wished. Not long after that he was gone.

You (Pete) and I went back to having another sip, and stocked up the fire. You thanked me and we thanked Spirit and you mentioned that this was a first, having the two of us interacting with someone in Spirit in this way.

In Danny’s recollection, he mentioned Sam’s confusion concerning ‘the window and the scenery imagery’, but didn’t explain what that was about.

So a few days later, I asked my Spirit Friends if they could fill in the missing part:

Spirit Friends: Danny was distracted, but not by Sam, so he missed sensing Sam going to the window and viewing a place like Switzerland or similar.

He could see high snow covered mountains, and specifically a steam train wandering through the valley far below as it wound along it’s track on the side of a mountain stream. Sam was shocked and quite emotional, and then he faded.

25th August 2018

SAM MAKES IT HOME

24th May 2018

 On my way home after my visit to Danny’s, I had expected an encounter from Sam, but nothing happened. Danny didn’t hear from him either.

It was a week later, Thurs 24th May at 5.30pm, as I was enjoying my Quiet Time with my Guides as the sunset that I felt his presence.

I checked with my Guides to see if this was actually Sam and They confirmed that it was.

Pete: Hi Sam.

Sam: Hey Pete, is that you? (Very jovial)

Pete: Yeah mate, how’s it going?

Sam: Ah it’s wonderful. I took your advice and experimented with ‘imaginations’ and it opened the doors for me. Just want to say thank you so much.

Pete: Oh mate that’s awesome. So very pleased to hear you’re as jovial as you are.

Sam: I had to let go of quite a lot of baggage, but knowing that it was weighing me down, it’s worth the release.

Pete: Great news Sam. You know that I couldn’t possibly have known what to say or what to suggest to you. It was my Friends up there in your wonderful new home that really did it all.

Sam: I’m not quite to that point yet, so if you say so. (Pause) Just wanted to say thanks to you and Danny for helping me. You have no idea how much you have helped.

Pete: Thanks Sam, and I’ll pass that on to Danny. He has man flu at the moment.

Sam: Yeah I thought there was something amiss with him. Tell him I’ll send some ‘magic’ his way (Laughs)

Pete: My God Sam, don’t tell me you’re into our shit? (Laughter)

Sam: (Laughter) Don’t know what I’m into. I took your advice and built my own ‘heaven’, you know, the Swiss scenery?

Pete: Yeah I remember.

Sam: Well I kept expanding on that imagery, and it became as real as if I was there.

Pete: So how is Switzerland?

Sam: Don’t know. (Laughter) Right now I’m on the Riviera, cruising in this magnificent boat, blond bombshells all around me. (More laughing)

Pete: Seriously?

Sam: Yeah. But it’s ok. No one’s complaining and I’m not being naughty….how could I be (The laugh I know Sam by without a doubt).

(Pause)

Sam: I’m burning out all the desires I was unable to have when I was alive, after Jill…died…. passed over. It’s like having everything you could possibly want or could dream of. Eventually the thirst dies, so I’m told.

Pete: Whose ‘telling you’?

Sam: Oh I forgot, I have lots of friends who came into my imaginary world. Some were no hoper’s but others are good people. Funny that when I wasn’t sure who I should trust, I had you three there in my mind, and without a word I knew which ones you’d recommend, that I could trust.

Pete: Three? Who were they?

Sam: You, Danny and Jill. (Pause) I’ve tried to chat with you and Danny, but They said you were both too busy, so I chat with your clones up here instead (Laughs).

Pete: Probably because we were sleeping.

Sam: Yeah that’d be right (laughter). You both have your strange sleeping patterns.

Pete: Yeah, except when certain persons, who will remain nameless, would bash on my mobile home and ask if I was awake, when that certain person knew I would have been having my Poppy Snooze. (Laughing)

Sam: (Laughing) Wonder who that could have been?

Pete: So to Jill. How’s that going?

Sam: Like I said, I’ve got to burn out all my desires and fantasies, a bit like a teenager leaving school and then partying on until going to Uni. I’m heading to a kind of Spiritual Uni after I’ve cleared the slate and had fun.

Pete: Do you still have the feelings like when you passed over, or do you feel different? You certainly sound different, like a pubescent adolescent.

Sam: (Broad laughter) Do I ? I never thought about it like that. (Pause) I guess I’m like an 18 or 20 year old, around that age. It’s not sexual or anything like that. Just the feeling of something new, like when you’re that age as a teenager. Very optimistic, keen, and alert.

Pete: Sam I’m so amazed. You don’t sound anything like you were when I last chatted with you.

Sam: Really, I guess that’s time for you.

Pete: Last time we chatted you were very low and quite adamant that you would have nothing more to do with  Jill.

Sam: Oh shit, that was years ago.

Pete: (I was about to ask if he meant in real time or just an expression when Spirit interjected)

Spirit To Me: Pete, in the physical world the days are determined by the rising and setting of the sun. In spirit, time is totally irregular. When Sam first entered his new world here, what he thought was a day was actually a month to you. Then this past week, with the intensity of learning, having fun and generally expanding in a more positive way, he feels like he’s experiencing years.

Pete: Sam, it’s less than a week from when I was with Danny and chatting at his place.

Sam: (Shock) Shit no. That was at least a year ago.

Pete: It’s the 24th of May, the same year you ‘died’. You ‘died’ the end of February and so to Danny and me you’ve only been gone less than three months.

Sam: (Totally Shocked) Bull shit.

Pete: True. But up there you have a different time zone and system, so I’m told.

Sam: Shit.  (Strange laughter, like the confusion has him completely off balance).

Pete: That’s why I was asking about Jill.

Sam: (After a long pause) She’d be around me but only when I have bad days. Well, I haven’t had any bad days for quite awhile. She’d be at a distance and encouraging but not as I had hoped she’d be. After awhile I’d start hearing her voice, encouraging me, confirming what you and Danny said and that I should trust you both. Sometimes when it seemed too much, she’d disappear for a while. Then when I’d least expect it, she is back. Her voice that is. But it was more than a voice. It was that feeling I remembered her by, before she dies.

Pete: So is she there with you now?

Sam: No, she said she’d catch up with me once I started “Uni”. I think she may be one of my teachers, but I’m only guessing at that.

Pete: Teacher’s pet eh?

Sam: (Laughter)

Pete: Mate, I can’t believe you are so happy and contented. You were so lost when last we chatted. Danny and I thought you were heading for lost soul status that is a soul that just refuses to ‘live’ in this new world.

Sam: When Danny said that about the 50/50, and you about taking the first steps, I really thought you were bull shitting me. The effort of just making that first step, and believing I could do anything, was totally overwhelming.

Pete: But you made the move?

Sam: Yeah, I tried the window a second time and yeah you were right, I did have expectations the first time.

Pete: I assume you’re referring to the first time I got you to go to the window, at the hospital, and you ended up on the veranda at Gooroolba.

Sam: Yeah, that cruelled it for me. When Jill kept away from me, I had no reason to do anything.

Pete: Yeah mate, that’s when we thought we’d lost you to the ‘wastelands’.

Sam: Then when I tried the window, the second time and ended up in Switzerland, I felt different. Something had changed.

Pete: Did you go to Switzerland many times after that first time?

Sam: Once or twice at first. Then about the third or fourth visit, I was looking out in the distance, and I could see Jill calling me from a mountaintop. It was from then that I had a reason to move forward.

Pete: So was it a ‘happily ever after’ scenario?

Sam: Oh no. At first she seemed to disappear every time I got close to her. But then there were these other surprises ‘just around the corner’, the trips to the Riviera and places like that which distracted me, and I wasn’t as concerned not seeing her.

Pete: Oh, sounds disappointing.

Sam: No, no, it was great. She started coming to me as a voice and in feelings and that was all I could ever possibly have wanted or need.

Pete: Even when you were ‘playing up’?

Sam: Haha no! That was something else. (Laughter)

Silence

Pete: I’m getting the feeling that we’re at the end of this chat old mate. Not sure if I’ll be having contact with you again, considering you’ve passed ‘the gate’ to another level. That’s what my Guides are calling it.

Sam: Yeah that’s possible. They tell me the less contact I have with my old ‘reality’, the better it will be for my future journey.

Pete: Would love to know more, but your journey is far more important to your continuance than what I’d like to know.

Sam: Jill said you and Danny would get what you need concerning me, once I’ve moved to the next lever.

It seems that what has happened to me is important for you to pass on to others so that they can know what happens to them when they ‘die’.

Pete: Would very much appreciate that Sam, as I know would Danny.

Sam: Ok

Pete: Hope the journey continues to grow immensely for you mate. All the best.

Sam: Thanks. Hope I catch up with you again, but if not, thank you and Danny so much for what you did for me.

Pete: Our pleasure old mate.

Session finished 6.40 pm

NOTE: On Sunday the 3rd June, two days ago, Danny and I attended the Isis Spiritualist’s Meeting in Childers Qld where, for the first time, we were able to share our separate experiences of our encounters with Sam. Suffice to say our sharing was well received and their encouragement very much appreciated.

8th Sept 2018

SAM’S STRANGE MESSAGE TO DANNY

19th July 2018

On Thursday morning the 19th of July I received an email from Danny to say he had been in contact with Sam:

Danny: I got a message from Spirit to say that Sam would be with me at the time I started up my wood heater (Danny calls it Mr Squiggles because it looks a lot like the Australian kid’s TV character under the same name.)  They were right. He came right on dusk, just as Mr. Squiggles puffed its first smoke. He started with an apology, and then to thanks me for all that I had done for him in his life and wished he had taken more notice of what I had offered him Spiritually before his passing over to spirit. Then he complained because I had confused him with the windows:

Sam: I was in a hell of mix up with those windows Danny. I had no idea what widow I was supposed to go through. Did you mean Gooroolba, did you mean the private hospital where I passed over? What did you mean?

Danny: (I didn’t say anything because I didn’t know what he was talking about.)

Sam: So for future reference for others you might be trying to help come across to here, best if you leave the windows out. They are right there with us when we’re talking to them so just give it to us straight.

Danny (I was totally in the dark. I thought I did give it to him straight, but I don’t think he was listening to me to much so I changed the subject and brought up the subject of love and relationships): So how’s Jill , do you have contact with her?

Sam: Yes, but its different now.

Danny: We never own anyone or their soul, they are free spirits like you. And Sam, as you know I’ve had many relationships and I still love them all in different ways. And I am thankful to them all for there involvement with me.

Sam: Yep I fully understand that now. I’ve leant a lot. It’s like a factory here and we are all in different department’s learning different sections of life. We see things different from here, as we look down to where you guys are. And there is a lot we do not see and just as well. Some of it is very dark.

Danny: Sam did say he sees me differently and is humbled with the light that surrounds me. He said he’ll be paying you a visit soon, if he hasn’t done so all ready, and looks forward to chatting to us both again some day soon. Jill and I chat from time to time and she thanked us very much for our work. She said we both knew her in another life, quite some time ago, and looks forward to working with us again.

SAM AND I HAVE A FOLLOW UP

After reading Danny’s email, which was first thing that morning, I became concerned that maybe Danny was hinting to me that the ‘window thing’ was, in so many words, a make up and that he may have doubted what I had said to Sam, but was being polite. So my plan, after my morning ablutions, dressing and breakfast, was to check with my Guides as to what to do next. I was sitting on the ‘throne’, so to speak, when I got a message from my Guidance that Sam wanted to chat. As soon as I’d done my ‘deed’, I returned to the computer and typed this session:

Pete: Good morning Sam

Sam: (Bit difficult to hear at first, then he ‘cleared his throat’) That you Pete

Pete: Yeah Sam. How are you?

Sam: Ok, but still a little confused. Nothing like I was though.

Pete: So glad you’re peaceful and rested.

Sam: Yeah that was a rotten time to go through. That definitely was hell. 24/7 reliving the same shit over and over. Like in a foetal position, not wanting to move. Just existing 24/7

Pete: Had an email from Danny, just finished reading it. Seems like you had a chat with him last night.

Sam: Yeah, I was telling how sorry I was for how I treated him. He was direct with me and I didn’t like it. But he was right.

Pete: Yeah, he mentioned that. He also said you didn’t like the windows cause it confused you.

Sam: Yeah, you could have done without that. Didn’t know where I was supposed to go. All confusion.

Pete: So was it the window at the hospital or the window to Switzerland?

Sam: No, no, no. Those other windows that you and Danny kept throwing up. Didn’t know where I was going.

Pete: As far as I know, Danny didn’t talk about windows. It was me.

Sam: (Quite adamant) No, no, it was Danny too.

Pete: So can you explain the windows. Can you expand a bit more?

Sam: He wanted me to step through into another place, but I wanted to stay where I was. It wasn’t the Switzerland one, and he wanted me to leave the room.

Pete: Did you stay where you were?

Sam: No cause he kept insisting I go to another window. You know how when he gets a bee in his bonnet he won’t let go.

Pete: HAHAHAHAHA

Sam: I really wanted to stay in that same place. In that room. I could make it Bavaria or somewhere like that. Really pretty. Why would I want to move?

Pete: I am willing to bet my Kubota, and you know how much I’d miss that little machine, that the voice/person you had, driving you to move on, was neither Danny nor me.

Sam: (A little sparky, but friendly) What, are you saying I don’t know who I’m talking to.

Pete: Both Danny and I have given Angels, high level Spirits or Guides, permission to use our voice and imagery if it will help you move on from that lonely place you were at back then.

Sam: So who am I talking to now?

Pete: It is me and you should be able to tell the difference because when you’re actually chatting with Danny or me, we will seem more distant and unclear to the other ‘Pete’ and ‘Danny’.

Sam: Shit now you’ve got me confused.

Pete: When we seem clear and strong and you just know we are right, then you can bet you’re chatting with those ‘Communists’. (Laughter)

Sam: Damn I’ll never be allowed to forget that one. (Laughter)

Pete: Mate, I know nothing about the windows other than the hospital to Gooroolba, and the Switzerland ones. I had nothing to do with the Riviera one, and I’m sure Danny had nothing to do with any of them.

Sam: Well I was on this yacht on the Riviera, a very swanky place with topless girls, and partying, and drugs and all sorts of stuff. It was nothing like I’d ever experienced before. But Danny kept appearing and telling me I couldn’t stay there, and that I had to go through another window. He was really forceful about it, and stubborn as well. You were there, but not as forceful. You were leaving it to Danny because you were saying I was more likely to listen to him than to you.

Pete: So you must have been at the Rivera before Switzerland, before Danny and I had that combination session with you, is that right?

Sam: (A bit confused) Yeah I think so.

Spirit Friends To Me: Pete, remember time for Sam is all over the place. Past can be future, and future can be past.

Sam: Not sure I understand any of this stuff yet. I just want to chill out, rest and enjoy this new existence.

Pete: I doubt you’ll be going anywhere fast for quite some time. Too much sorting out to do. But it is important for you to know that when Danny or I, or others that may come to you, make suggestions to you, like that ‘Danny’ on the boat, it’s probably not who you think it is at all, but Angels who are there 24/7 caring for you.

Sam: How do I know I can trust them?

Pete: From when you passed over from the Bundy Hospital to now, how far have you come?

Sam: Oh a hell of a long way. I tried to explain that to you last time we chatted I think. It’s hard to explain. It’s not distance but growth. Knowing things, realisations, stuff like that.

Pete: You are opening your mind to other options compared to when you were down here?

Sam: Yes, definitely. Wouldn’t have gone anywhere near that stuff down there.

Pete: And do you think you did that on your own?

Sam: (A bit of a chuckle) No. You and Danny, and now you’re saying that there were others up here,  kept prodding me.

Pete: Well I can guarantee you it wasn’t us alone. Keep listening to those ‘others’. They are leading you onwards and upwards.

Sam: So any of those that come into my head or appear to me, they’re all good and I should trust them?

Pete: To put it simply Sam, any voice or feeling that has you wanting to go against that moving on, wanting you to stay where you are, those voices are the ones you must ignore. They will have you feeling sad, feeling lonely and unable to brighten up in any way. 

Sam: Then why did the one mimicking Danny, have me wanting to leave the Riviera? I was happy there.

Pete: Because you had to move on. Thinking back, I’ll bet you’re mind was not interested in expanding in those thoughts you mentioned earlier. The areas you wouldn’t normally have ventured into?

Sam: No way. I was happily enjoying a carnal wonderland (Laughter). Wow, got a lot to think about then haven’t I. Should have known coming to you I’d get bombarded with stuff. (Laughing. Also felt Sam starting to fade.)

Pete: I feel you’re starting to tire old mate. Do you want to continue?

Spirit Friends: He’s gone, but he left very happy and smiling. Thank you Pete for your patience, and please pass this on to Danny. He needs to know he is the greatest friend Sam could ever have known.

Pete: Ok I will, my Friends in Spirit.

Oh and I had wanted to ask Sam if he’d been in contact with Gayndah Nurse Home, and if he was the one moving the curtains, but I guess that will come next time, assuming there will be a next time.

Thank you all for what you’re doing for Sam.

Finished10am

22nd Sept 2018

SAM’S SURPRISE VISIT

29th JULY 2018

It  was Sun 29th July when Sam unexpectedly called on me again. I had been battling with a persistent cold and feeling quite run down since the first week in June, so I really wasn’t looking to made contact with him. Not having heard from Sam for quite some time, I had assumed that he had moved on.

 At around 1.30pm, when I usually head down for a Poppy Snooze, I felt he was around me and I checked with my Guides. Yes, it was Sam and they said he’d be back around 3.00 after I’d woken up.

Pete: Hi Sam.

Sam: (Quite weak.)

Pete: You there Sam?

Sam: (A little stronger) Yeah

Pete: You know you’re supposed to get close to the microphone, or I can’t hear you.

Sam: (Laughter)

Pete: So how are you going?

Sam: Heaps better. Found my niche, as it were. Don’t know what I would have done without you all helping me. I really owe you my life, even if I didn’t realise it back then.

Pete: Well you know I’m going to say it was the Spiritual help that did it. Neither Danny nor I could have done a thing if it wasn’t for that ‘Conduit’.

Sam: Yeah, I don’t know what you call it. It’s not the God every one tries to stuff down my neck down there. Its unconditional, non intrusive, care and kindness. That’s what saved me. And Whoever it is or They are, They used friends and family to help me through. Like (my brother) and other members of  my mob. You guys as well. Even Danny’s wife chatted with me at times when the last thing I wanted to do was chat.

Pete: Do you mean the actual people? Like your actual family?

Sam: No. It was like you said last time. Its like They superimpose peaceful thoughts, and kindness in Their attempts to motive me, through family and friends. I know now that They used you and Danny a lot. That time when I was actually talking to Danny, I had a go at him for his persistence. He had no idea what I was talking about. (Laughter)

Pete: I think that happened with me too.

Sam: Oh was it you too? I can’t remember.

Pete: You’re asking me to remember?

Sam: (Laughing)

Pete: So what’s new? How’s Jill. Figured that bit out yet?

Sam: Yeah. I was a bloody goose. I was so hell bent on having her there, just like she was when she died, that I bloody well blocked her out of my life.

Pete: But you’ve reconciled now?

Sam: Yeah definitely, but in a different way. That human thirst to want to possess, that security, that’s not there. No need for that. We have picnics by the river, even paddle around in a tinny (aluminium runabout boat). Jill hated boats, unless they were really big, but now we go out on lakes, and even rivers. It’s so different to what I thought it would be up here.

(Note: I didn’t know about Jill and her fear of water so after this chat with Sam, I contacted Danny to see if he knew that Jill disliked water and he said:  “Not sure if Jill was afraid of all boating, but I do recall one time, hearing her say ‘you won’t get me out in that bloody boat, no way.’ So I guess that sums that up. She was more of a land dweller.”)

Pete: So what happens next for you up there? Do you just blissfully float along or are there things you have to do?

Sam: Don’t know a lot about all that yet. Getting used to accepting the information that’s coming to me. Everything I believed has been shaken. I’ve certainly ‘grown up’ in a very short time. (Laughter).

Pete: So would I spook you if I mentioned reincarnation further down the track?

Sam: No, it’s ok now. You wouldn’t want to have brought that up when I was in the doldrums. But now, well what will be will be is the way for me now.  

Pete: Last time we were chatting, I forgot to mentioned that Tammy (the name I’ll give to a very close friend of us all who cared for Sam at the Retirement Village before he left for The Friendlies Hospital, where he lived his last days) thinks you may have visited her and other staff while you were going through that rough time, in the early days of your passing over. Was that you? Do you remember?

Sam: Oh I have no idea. Did I spook them? (That unmistakeable laugh)

Pete: They were on night shift and the curtains moved noticeably on at least two occasions.

Sam: (Laughter) Well at least they wouldn’t have been sleeping on the job after that I’ll bet.

Pete: (Laughter)

Sam: I had some strange encounters when I was going through that rough patch. At least once I actually felt I was walking down a hallway or corridor of either a hospital or similar building, and I was looking for someone to give me directions, but that was very fleeting. Like a flash or a dream.

Pete: The curtain movement I thought might have been very early in the rough patch when I got you to walk to the window at the private hospital, but Tammy said their incident happened at least a month or two after that.

Sam: I don’t know. It was hard to figure out what were dreams and what was real. Even now, trying to figure out what’s real and what’s not has me in a spin.

Pete: I thought that would have settled down by now?

Sam: It’s not as intense. Imagine you’re living permanently in a dream state, but knowing it is now the primary state, and the real world you’re living in, is now the dream state. It’s all back to front. (Laughter)

Pete: So how are you getting on with those bloody ‘Communist Labor’ mob?

Sam: (Laughing loudly) They’re great. They were part of the team that got me out of that ‘chair’ and to the window. I didn’t want to go and I fought it. One of those people appeared to me as Danny. He didn’t say much, but what he said really bugged me.

Pete: Poor Danny. No wonder he felt you didn’t love him any more. (Chuckle)

Sam: Yeah. That’s what I meant when I said I blew the crap out of him, and he knew nothing about it.

Pete: You certainly helped both Danny and I understand so much about what goes on up there, old mate. You have us talking and sharing on what we knew very little about. Thank you so much for that.

Sam: If I hadn’t been so bloody stubborn, I wouldn’t have had to go through any of that. I’ve since told Danny I’m sorry and extremely grateful to him for his help.

Pete: Yeah, Danny understands. We all did a lot of learning.

Sam: I suppose so. We all went to school.

Pete: Yeah. Well I thought I’d have heaps of questions to ask you, if I encountered you again, but it’s like all my questions have been answered somehow.

Sam: Yeah, that’s how it is here. You just seem to have the answers even before you ask the question.

Pete: Do you think you’ll be back to visit Danny or me again, or are you moving on further down your new road.

Sam: Don’t know. Want to keep in touch, but not up to scratch with that stuff yet. Still trying to find my Guardian Angel, if I’ve got one (Laughter).

Pete: All those souls, or spirits, or ‘Labor party’ people in the next room are Angels. Because They guide us through our lives, either here or up there, we call Them Guides. So you are obviously flooded with Guides, Angels or Spirit Friends of the highest calibre. God knows you don’t deserve Them (Tongue in cheek)

Sam: (Laughter) Ha you’re right there.

Pete: Well looks like we’ve come to the end of our encounter Sammy baby. It’s been an extremely interesting and fascinating encounter with you. I’d even say I got more out of you since you’ve been dead than when you were alive. (Chuckle)

Sam: (Belly Laughter) And the same to you. (Both laughed out loud.)

Pete: The door to me is always open Sam. Don’t be a stranger. Visit me any time you like, cause you’ll always be welcome.

Sam: Thanks mate. You’re not the person I thought you were, but then I couldn’t have handled what, or who you are, when I was alive. You would have scared the beejeezus out of me.

Pete: Yeah, I know. I tried a few times. The last time I saw you, in the hospital on the Wednesday before your passing, I had intended to bring up the subject of the ‘after life’ if I could. But as you may remember, your family were there that day, so it didn’t happen.

Sam: You know, I thought you were going to say something the time before. That’s why I offered you those chocolates someone had given me. Sort of a distraction.

Pete: Oh I’d forgotten that. Well I’m at least glad one of us got something. (Laughter)

Sam: (Laughter. Then more seriously) It would have been good had I been able to hear what you and Danny had tried to share with me. But as it is, you’ve had my full and undivided attention since I moved here.

Pete: Thank you mate. So, all the best to you Sam. Don’t be a stranger.

Sam: Enjoy your life down there Pete. You’re a year older than me, but you still outlived me.

Pete: Maybe you’ll be the ‘Conservative’ in the room next door when I pass over.

Sam: (Laughter) Bye Pete.

Finished 4.30pm

SPIRITUAL CIRCLE

Tues Evening 12th September 2018

After nearly a four months lapse, our Spiritually Guided Group in another town reformed and restarted our regular circle.

Present for the evening were Pat, Ally, Hope and myself. (Note: Not their real names.)

As was usually the case, as we came to the end of the circle, one of us would put forward a person, place or thing as a tuning in exercise. Without a clue as to who or what had been presented, we would concentrate with our individual Spiritual Teams in meditation, and then share what we received at the end.

I put up Sam, as he had been very quiet since his last appearance to Danny or myself, and these are the replies.

(NOTE: None of them knew the person I had put into the circle has passed over or that it was Sam, who they had know.)

Pat: I feel this person has been hyperactive, busy and hasn’t been able to settle down.

There has been a lot of concentration on self with this person, like there was nothing else on their mind but self.

I’m puzzled, because I feel they are ascending, but can’t get clarity on what that meant. There is something unusual about this person’s circumstances: I can’t see them as either male or female.

Ally: When we first started the circle, I felt a person/energy to my right side, but I couldn’t identify it. Not sure if this relates to what I got:

 First impression was of a square tunnel in front of the usual rounded top tunnel. At the end of the standard tunnel was a light, but there was some kind of shutter, between the first and second tunnels in the action of shutting between the two tunnels.

Had an impression of cars, cars and more cars. Did this person have a lot of cars, or like cars? (Sam would watch whatever car races was on the Telly at any time.)

(To Pat🙂 Yes I felt confusion as well. I think this person is a male, but there’s a very strong female presence, so hard to tell if they’re male of female. I can’t tell if this person is still living or has passed over. And the year 1956 is somehow significant.

Hope: I see a child, or a child like person, lying on a football field playing with one of those old snow globes oblivious to what is going on outside their own daydreams.

They are having a difficult time understanding where they are, like they’re out of this world and totally disoriented.

I feel this person is being influenced by very old energy from Spirit, so I assume they are deeply involved in the Spirit world, or if they are child like, possibly with a mental disorder similar to autism. I too, like Ally and Pat, found this exercise really different in some way. Perplexing, confusing.

As is customary, I told them I had nominated Sam and they all agreed that that took away their confusion.

It was then that Hope said she could see Sam as he swirled close past her, moved into the centre of the room, and then left.

Wed 13th Sept 2018

Next day I sent Danny an email with a copy of the circle’s content from the night before, and this was his reply:

Danny: That date that Ally got concerning Sam. I’m wondering if it was when his old man passed over. Or it could have been when he and his family came to Australia from Britain.

Please note that though there is no charge for reading this story, copywrite does exist and the work cannot be copied or published without the consent of the writer. Pete

7th April 2019

SAM’S STORY: QUESTIONS AND ANSWERS

Following the release of the Sam Story, via my original Blog site, I started to receive some very interesting and well thought out questions. I have offered a selection of them here, with my Spirit Friends/Pete replies.

Hope you enjoy.

Question: Does everyone have a different destination when they die?

Spirit Friends/Pete: We determine where we go when we pass over in the sense that if we pass over in a state of contentment, then we find our passing over quite pleasant. If we have no belief of a life after, as was the case with Sam, then there is a ‘tumbling time’, time of confusion or Limbo. We are the power of our own destiny when we pass over, so it is important for us to be in such a state of peace as is possible.

Q: Where are the Spirit Guides, past family members, Higher Spirits, Temple builders etc?

SF/Pete: That is a very broad question and can be answered in so many ways. When a person passing over in a state of peace, there is a tumbling sensation. This confusion is where you are finding your ‘new feet’ as it were. Assuming you have an open mind spiritually, you will soon ‘feel’ or ‘sense’ a state of contentment and peacefulness. Within that peacefulness will appear those loved ones, friends and those souls you know to bring you contentedness. Include in that appearance will be your Spirit Guides.

Q: In the Sam encounter, was he earth bound?

SF/P: Temporarily yes. His stubbornness and contradictions confused him. He kept dismissing the belief that there is life after death and yet expecting his wife to be waiting for him. With his Guides using Danny, me and others as basically mirrors of his contradictions, he was able to come to terms with those states he had created before he could move on.

Q: Are the Spirit Guides you contact a reflection on your own knowledge and advancement and as such, couldn’t you reach the Higher Realms?

SF/P: Guides, Angels, Holy Souls, or Advanced Spirit are all the same. They are the Highest available to us at our particular level. There are billions of Them acting as One Voice to assist and guide us. We can ask for specific Guides, or holy Icons, however is it our need that dictates the Team best for us at any given time. They don’t remain with us forever, but constantly change as our needs arise. Some psychically gifted people can sense a change in Guidance, but most don’t feel any difference at all.

Q: I spent mostly all night and morning reading Sam’s Encounter. Fascinating. Now I want more. Hoping maybe you have other Blog posts maybe of other psychic encounters with other spirits. And any Blog posts about the things you know about the afterlife because you seem to be really well educated in it.

SF/P: Thank you O. To be totally truthful, I have no idea what is coming next. Today, in less than 4 hours, I’ll be linking up for a meeting with ‘Danny’ and another psychic friend to discuss the matter. Thank you again for you interest.

Q: Thank you for writing Sam’s Encounter and sharing it with us. Will this be in a book form someday?

SF/P: The cost of publishing books in Australia is prohibitive, hence why I prefer to give my material free to those who appreciate it. Thank you for your kind words.

Q: I was concerned that readers may think their destiny is the same as Sam’s. Maybe you could express that for them in future works.

SF/P: Sam’s story, and stories I plan to share later on, are not the case for all who pass over, and I’m sure the reader’s understand that. The encounters I’m publishing are individual not general ones. In the case of Sam, as was explained, he refused to believe in a life after passing over, yet he was expecting his wife to be waiting for him. That contradiction alone held him back. If we work now to sort out what we believe by reviewing our moral values, our purity of self and our admitting to our faults and failings but continuing to create a better self, we have absolutely no need for concern when the time comes.