<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8462856743951977171</id><updated>2012-01-21T15:34:17.428Z</updated><title type='text'>Departed Love Ones</title><subtitle type='html'>We intend to show here some comforting experiences that we have had while working with bereaved clients and showing them that their love one is well and very much alive in the next world of existence.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jandmdeparted.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8462856743951977171/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jandmdeparted.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>***Jenny and Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09232530582554033925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APnttAYCd-A/TI-QSA9vmgI/AAAAAAAAAqY/M-ddRZkGrso/S220/008+Jenny+%26+Michael+10SEP10.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>8</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8462856743951977171.post-6585694657211351107</id><published>2010-08-24T10:04:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T10:04:47.210+01:00</updated><title type='text'>In Memory of Helen Parkhouse</title><content type='html'>&lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT color=#0000ff&gt; &lt;P style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt" lang=EN-GB&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns =  "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;FONT  color=#000000&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt"  lang=EN-GB&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;FONT color=#000000&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt" lang=EN-GB&gt;&lt;FONT color=#000000&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="mso-tab-count: 1"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  &lt;/SPAN&gt;If there is a tomorrow when we are not together, there is something you  must always remember.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;You are  braver than you believe, stronger than you seem and smarter than you think, but  the most important thing is, even if we are apart, I'll always be with  you.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt" lang=EN-GB&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;FONT  color=#000000&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt" lang=EN-GB&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;FONT  color=#000000&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P style="TEXT-ALIGN: right; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class=MsoNormal  align=right&gt;&lt;FONT color=#000000&gt;&lt;B style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt" lang=EN-GB&gt;Christopher Robin to Winnie the Pooh  A.A.  Milne&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt"  lang=EN-GB&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P style="TEXT-ALIGN: right; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class=MsoNormal  align=right&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt" lang=EN-GB&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;FONT  color=#000000&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8462856743951977171-6585694657211351107?l=jandmdeparted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jandmdeparted.blogspot.com/feeds/6585694657211351107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jandmdeparted.blogspot.com/2010/08/in-memory-of-helen-parkhouse.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8462856743951977171/posts/default/6585694657211351107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8462856743951977171/posts/default/6585694657211351107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jandmdeparted.blogspot.com/2010/08/in-memory-of-helen-parkhouse.html' title='In Memory of Helen Parkhouse'/><author><name>***Jenny and Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09232530582554033925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APnttAYCd-A/TI-QSA9vmgI/AAAAAAAAAqY/M-ddRZkGrso/S220/008+Jenny+%26+Michael+10SEP10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8462856743951977171.post-6748531188391052547</id><published>2010-02-03T17:42:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-02-03T17:43:01.612Z</updated><title type='text'>What you Give in Life so You shall Receive</title><content type='html'>&lt;!DOCTYPE HTML PUBLIC "-//W3C//DTD HTML 4.0 Transitional//EN"&gt; &lt;HTML&gt;&lt;HEAD&gt; &lt;META content="text/html; charset=iso-8859-1" http-equiv=Content-Type&gt; &lt;META name=GENERATOR content="MSHTML 8.00.6001.18876"&gt; &lt;STYLE&gt;&lt;/STYLE&gt; &lt;/HEAD&gt; &lt;BODY bgColor=#ffffff&gt; &lt;DIV&gt; &lt;P style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class=MsoNormal  align=center&gt;&lt;B style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="COLOR: maroon; FONT-SIZE: 18pt" lang=EN-GB&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns  = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class=MsoNormal  align=center&gt;&lt;B style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="COLOR: maroon; FONT-SIZE: 18pt" lang=EN-GB&gt;A LOVING  GRANDPARENT&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 18pt"  lang=EN-GB&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class=MsoNormal  align=center&gt;&lt;B style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;I  style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="COLOR: maroon; FONT-SIZE: 14pt"  lang=EN-GB&gt;In memory of all Grandparents, who will never be  forgotten&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/I&gt;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="COLOR: blue; FONT-SIZE: 14pt" lang=EN-GB&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"  class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN style="COLOR: blue; FONT-SIZE: 14pt" lang=EN-GB&gt;A loving  Grandparent came through with love and support stating that he knew his  Granddaughter was there when he passed.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="COLOR: blue; FONT-SIZE: 14pt" lang=EN-GB&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="COLOR: blue; FONT-SIZE: 14pt" lang=EN-GB&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="mso-tab-count: 1"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  &lt;/SPAN&gt;She gave him the necessary support to make his full transition into the  Spirit Realms.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="COLOR: blue; FONT-SIZE: 14pt" lang=EN-GB&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="COLOR: blue; FONT-SIZE: 14pt" lang=EN-GB&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="mso-tab-count: 1"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  &lt;/SPAN&gt;Out of much gratitude and love for all she did for him on a daily basis,  continuing while he was ill and remaining constantly by his side up to his  eventual death, he rewarded her in the only way he saw fit by his will, leaving  out entirely those who did nothing for him.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="COLOR: blue; FONT-SIZE: 14pt" lang=EN-GB&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="COLOR: blue; FONT-SIZE: 14pt" lang=EN-GB&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="mso-tab-count: 1"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  &lt;/SPAN&gt;This is an example of Spiritual Law  what you give in life so you shall  receive.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="COLOR: blue; FONT-SIZE: 14pt" lang=EN-GB&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="COLOR: blue; FONT-SIZE: 14pt" lang=EN-GB&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="mso-tab-count: 1"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  &lt;/SPAN&gt;Where unconditional long term love was given, so he felt it was right to  give her out of love what he felt she deserved.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="COLOR: blue; FONT-SIZE: 14pt" lang=EN-GB&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="COLOR: blue; FONT-SIZE: 14pt" lang=EN-GB&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="mso-tab-count: 1"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  &lt;/SPAN&gt;He lovingly watches over her in his spirit body and gives her the  necessary love and strength to carry on in her time of bereavement and  beyond.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="COLOR: blue; FONT-SIZE: 14pt" lang=EN-GB&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; 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&lt;P style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN  lang=EN-GB&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns =  "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;FONT  color=#000000&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN  lang=EN-GB&gt;&lt;FONT color=#000000&gt;Dear Jenny and Michael,&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN  lang=EN-GB&gt;&lt;FONT color=#000000&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;I'm so&amp;nbsp;happy to have  met&amp;nbsp;you both this evening and&amp;nbsp;for the wonderful message you gave me,  Jenny.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN  lang=EN-GB&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;FONT color=#000000&gt;I called my father as soon as I got in to  tell him mum had been&amp;nbsp;to visit.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;He knew from what I&amp;nbsp;said  that&amp;nbsp;it was her too&amp;nbsp;- especially when I told him mum didn't want to  discuss her illness,&amp;nbsp;but as you said, she was telling me so that I knew it  was her.&amp;nbsp; She battled cancer for four years and not once did she complain,  so why would she start now!&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;Dad told me I had lifted his spirits  and I could hear it in his voice, so again, I am so very grateful to you  both.&amp;nbsp; He thanked me&amp;nbsp;for sharing the experience with  him.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN  lang=EN-GB&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;FONT color=#000000&gt;I found it very interesting when you told me  Spirit choose which medium they come through and it made absolute perfect  sense.&amp;nbsp; I won't forget the moment, Jenny, when you were feeling  mum's&amp;nbsp;love and you just looked into my eyes and held my gaze&amp;nbsp;- it was  like she was right there with me.&amp;nbsp; Thank you so very much.&amp;nbsp; Your  energy is beautiful and I know that is why mum chose you.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN  lang=EN-GB&gt;&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;FONT color=#000000&gt;I have  no doubt our paths will cross again.&amp;nbsp; I&amp;nbsp;have an awful lot to get on  with and sort out but I will be in touch soon.&amp;nbsp;I'm not sure if that is for  healing or a reading but the time will be right and I'll know what I  need.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN  lang=EN-GB&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;FONT color=#000000&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;I  style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;&lt;SPAN lang=EN-GB&gt;&lt;FONT color=#000000&gt;Later  she wrote again:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/I&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN  lang=EN-GB&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;FONT color=#000000&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN  lang=EN-GB&gt;&lt;FONT color=#000000&gt;I've had a wonderful day.&amp;nbsp; Last night gave  me the confirmation that what I've been feeling is right, and that mum is around  me.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I've finally shed some tears too (well, quite a lot actually) but  they are tears of joy because I know her spirit lives on.&amp;nbsp; She has left me  quite a legacy, but it's one I happily,&amp;nbsp;and hopefully graciously, will  endeavour to live up to.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN  lang=EN-GB&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;FONT color=#000000&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN  lang=EN-GB&gt;&lt;FONT color=#000000&gt;Please pass on my&amp;nbsp;thanks and good wishes to  Jenny.&amp;nbsp; I feel magic in the air.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Things are picking up momentum  and falling into place.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;It seems it will be a matter of weeks now  when I move out of my very difficult situation.&amp;nbsp; Plans were put in place  today, so the&amp;nbsp;crossroads referred to, that I've been in for such a long  time, is finally coming to an end.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN  lang=EN-GB&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;FONT color=#000000&gt;I truly cannot thank you enough for your  guiding light.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN  lang=EN-GB&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;FONT color=#000000&gt;God bless, always.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN  lang=EN-GB&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;FONT color=#000000&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN  lang=EN-GB&gt;&lt;FONT color=#000000&gt;Sue&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN  lang=EN-GB&gt;&lt;BR style="mso-special-character: line-break"&gt;&lt;BR  style="mso-special-character: line-break"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; 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Only her eyes were opened and she saw her darling husband Roy and then her eyes closed. He was there to take her to Spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nollie is a lady small in stature, but made of strong stuff and backbone, which was given to her by her mother. This enabled her to survive and cope with life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was a lady who gave to everybody and she was a healer in her own right and frequented a spiritualist church under Jessie Nasson in Dulwich many years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Together with her darling husband, they were firm friends with this marvellous medium Jessie and often worked at the church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nollie and Roy were childhood sweethearts. They were never separated. She was the more dominant in that what she said went and she was rarely wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was a lady who loved to crochet, especially with bright colours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything was always clean and tidy and everything was in its place. She could find them even when blindfolded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nollie came through with a small dark-haired dog – the family pet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was the backbone to her family and is of course sorely missed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;She told her daughter, “We (Mum and Dad) are always with you giving you our love and support. A flickering of the left wall light on the left side of the chimney breast shows that we are always around.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8462856743951977171-2577278251064413031?l=jandmdeparted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jandmdeparted.blogspot.com/feeds/2577278251064413031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jandmdeparted.blogspot.com/2009/06/mother-speaks-to-her-daughter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8462856743951977171/posts/default/2577278251064413031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8462856743951977171/posts/default/2577278251064413031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jandmdeparted.blogspot.com/2009/06/mother-speaks-to-her-daughter.html' title='A Mother Speaks to her Daughter'/><author><name>***Jenny and Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09232530582554033925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APnttAYCd-A/TI-QSA9vmgI/AAAAAAAAAqY/M-ddRZkGrso/S220/008+Jenny+%26+Michael+10SEP10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8462856743951977171.post-7117770255600845091</id><published>2009-06-18T17:00:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T18:10:30.262Z</updated><title type='text'>A Biking Accident in Czechoslovakia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;In memory of John, who will never be forgotten…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000099;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;John, a wonderful family man, met his death while riding his motor bike in Czechoslovakia where a vehicle came out from the side from nowhere and he had ahead on collision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was taken out of his body just before the impact, thereby suffering no trauma to his mental state.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next thing he knew was that he found himself in the Spirit World.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has met up with his grandmother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John was extremely close to his sister. They had a very special bond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He stated that they were more like twins and knew instinctively when things were either good or bad in each other’s lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John had a severe illness some years ago and it was that which changed his mind to live every day to the fullest and to accomplish all that he could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He showed himself much younger now than his 46 years with little hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He appeared with longer hair and characteristically would push his splayed fingers through his hair from the front as if combing it back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looked very well now about the age of thirty-five years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He stated that he knew nothing of the impact and found himself in the Spirit World, where he is lonely but happy at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has messed around with the electrics in his sister’s home, putting the television on at a very high volume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is a charming family man, with enormous love to give everybody.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8462856743951977171-7117770255600845091?l=jandmdeparted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jandmdeparted.blogspot.com/feeds/7117770255600845091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jandmdeparted.blogspot.com/2009/06/biking-accident-in-czechoslovalia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8462856743951977171/posts/default/7117770255600845091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8462856743951977171/posts/default/7117770255600845091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jandmdeparted.blogspot.com/2009/06/biking-accident-in-czechoslovalia.html' title='A Biking Accident in Czechoslovakia'/><author><name>***Jenny and Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09232530582554033925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APnttAYCd-A/TI-QSA9vmgI/AAAAAAAAAqY/M-ddRZkGrso/S220/008+Jenny+%26+Michael+10SEP10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8462856743951977171.post-1959384959300699455</id><published>2009-06-09T12:59:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T13:20:19.400+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Fine, so Happy to be Here</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;In memory of Betty, who will never be forgotten…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is what Betty said shortly after she died to her cousin Rosamund.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“How can I ever thank you for your extreme kindness shown to me on every visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Without this healing I could not have seen the light and my transformation would not have come so easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I am just fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“My wrinkled face all clear and smooth again. Although it (the cancer) was on one side of my face it was creeping over my nose and onto the other side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No mark left at all. My face is pure and clean as is my system now. I couldn’t feel healthier and it is all your doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“My mother, father and brother-in-law are here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“A tiny cottage in almost green fields and a windy path almost picture book style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Lots of my favourite books are here for me to enjoy. The whole place is just heavenly. I’m just fine, so happy to be here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say, “Hi” to the kids for me - an olive branch to my husband. He really didn’t let me down at the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“My ashes are just by the large tree, just to the right of the tree, brambles cleared and made pretty.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“I will walk with you awhile and then return back home.”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8462856743951977171-1959384959300699455?l=jandmdeparted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jandmdeparted.blogspot.com/feeds/1959384959300699455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jandmdeparted.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-fine-so-happy-to-be-here.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8462856743951977171/posts/default/1959384959300699455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8462856743951977171/posts/default/1959384959300699455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jandmdeparted.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-fine-so-happy-to-be-here.html' title='I&apos;m Fine, so Happy to be Here'/><author><name>***Jenny and Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09232530582554033925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APnttAYCd-A/TI-QSA9vmgI/AAAAAAAAAqY/M-ddRZkGrso/S220/008+Jenny+%26+Michael+10SEP10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8462856743951977171.post-7161687380236346076</id><published>2009-06-08T15:50:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T17:06:55.591+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A Very Spiritual Lady</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In memory of Mary, who will never be forgotten…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She and her husband were and still are as one mind. What is singularly important is that this very special relationship of love and especially of being one together not only in life but in death, carries on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She suffered with a condition of chronic infection that was in her internal organs and went through the blood stream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She suffered in silence as her beloved husband would not have allowed her to live and die in such a state.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She managed to heal all those people who were in her presence, whether they realised it or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary still has that smooth velvety voice that remains. It is healing in its own right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has two names, Mary Rose, but she only ever uses one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A totally loving soul, Mary has a wonderful singing voice and was in a choir during her early teens. She never wanted to go professional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was the life and soul of the party and would get people to rally round together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She showed a Wisteria/climbing plant around their wooden front door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blue curtains in a window in their home moved by her intervention – that window being closed with no draft around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was greeted in the Spirit World by mother, father, brother and an aunt. There is also a female dark furred cat with her in Spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8462856743951977171-7161687380236346076?l=jandmdeparted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jandmdeparted.blogspot.com/feeds/7161687380236346076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jandmdeparted.blogspot.com/2009/06/very-spiritual-lady.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8462856743951977171/posts/default/7161687380236346076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8462856743951977171/posts/default/7161687380236346076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jandmdeparted.blogspot.com/2009/06/very-spiritual-lady.html' title='A Very Spiritual Lady'/><author><name>***Jenny and Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09232530582554033925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APnttAYCd-A/TI-QSA9vmgI/AAAAAAAAAqY/M-ddRZkGrso/S220/008+Jenny+%26+Michael+10SEP10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8462856743951977171.post-3755752483634147095</id><published>2009-04-13T14:30:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T15:49:21.827+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The Loss of a Child</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;In memory of James, who will never be forgotten…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When a child is lost to us the impact to the parents is always devastating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason being that death of a love one is always hard, but when it is a child it seems all the greater that in the natural course of events adults should precede their off-spring and we cannot contemplate it the other way round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two wonderful parents came to see Jenny and it was with joy that their handsome son decided to come through and speak to them some few short weeks after he passed of a heart attack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was only 13 years old. He had been playing out in the country with a friend when a massive blow struck him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He described it like being hit on the left shoulder and arm and then he fell back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything was done in an instant and he knew nothing after that. The young man, whose name was James, said he walked home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At that moment when brain death occurs the spirit body, which is encased in the physical body, is able to come out of its shell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It senses a freedom and in this child’s case he decided to walk home – a natural decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While he was returning home, the emergency call was given to his parents that their son had died, so they immediately left to go to the scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They would have passed one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;James was an intelligent boy. He told them about his skate-boarding. How he was brilliant at Maths. How he was not initially good at English, but became very good at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He would free wheel on his bicycle and put his legs up to the height of the crossbar on either side. This was great fun for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He told how the family were due to go on holiday and because of his demise it had been cancelled, but he also knew of another holiday that was coming up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course he knew it. He would have been listening to their conversation while in his spirit body at his home. He also mentioned that he would be going with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was very popular at school – very close to his parents, but especially his mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had a good sense of humour and was always laughing and joking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was alright and sorry, “Please forgive me?” he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the first time that James had come through and considering how young he was he did it exceptionally well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People often think that when love ones pass they automatically want to come through. This is not always the case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To come through a medium or directly to their family a great deal of procedure and learning on their part has to take place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This young soul, who was very intelligent, took that important opportunity to do just that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Jenny often says to people, “It is the deceased who contact us and not the other way around.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This young soul is now safe in what we call the Spirit World. You might call that Heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is called the Spirit World as all who are there are in their spirit form and no longer in their physical body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;James was with his grandmother, who was looking after him. He is perfectly fine, but of course also grieving for his parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t let the death of a child or a love one prevent the voyage of personal discovery from continuing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only with communication with that child/person, but with the knowledge that the Spirit World does exist and, with your own discovery, you will be awakened to the vast knowledge and experience of love and a helping hand not seen with naked eyes, but felt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With enough evidence, which comfortably outweighs any doubts in ones mind, we can learn that our love ones live on and we will be reunited once again through the vehicle of love for all time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find out your own truth and never be blinded by uncertainty and false truths often imparted by religious dogma, who know nothing of the real truth and what’s more important, have never even bothered to find out through the evidence that is all around us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continue this special journey, because with knowledge, a greater understanding is given and although the pain of a love one is there, it does lessen over time in a much better way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8462856743951977171-3755752483634147095?l=jandmdeparted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jandmdeparted.blogspot.com/feeds/3755752483634147095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jandmdeparted.blogspot.com/2009/04/in-memory-of-james-who-will-never-be.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8462856743951977171/posts/default/3755752483634147095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8462856743951977171/posts/default/3755752483634147095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jandmdeparted.blogspot.com/2009/04/in-memory-of-james-who-will-never-be.html' title='The Loss of a Child'/><author><name>***Jenny and Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09232530582554033925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APnttAYCd-A/TI-QSA9vmgI/AAAAAAAAAqY/M-ddRZkGrso/S220/008+Jenny+%26+Michael+10SEP10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
