grief
Echoes Of Love In Every Clasp And Chain
The jewelry we inherit is more valuable than it seems. A gold ring passed down from a grandmother, a locket that once rested against a mother’s pulse, or a watch that marked the minutes of a father’s days. Even after they’re gone, these objects keep on humming, full of loving memories.
It’s hard to explain to someone who hasn’t experienced loss, but wearing that old ring or putting on that familiar chain feels like stepping into another time and place. And for a second, you see them.
Maybe the piece fits your ring finger or wrist a bit differently than it did theirs, but it still connects the past with the present. Their jewelry isn’t just a piece of metal or stone; it’s a fingerprint, a story, a fragment of a laugh, a favorite saying captured in something lasting you can hold.
Some days, their jewelry and other personal belongings are a source of comfort. Other days, it serves as a stark reminder of heartache and loss. Either way, it shows that love isn’t just some fleeting thing.
Love lasts in the smallest details: the things that touched their skin and caught their scent. The soft click of a clasp. The nice weight of it against your collarbone.
They say you can’t take anything with you, but maybe that’s not the point. Maybe the real magic is in what’s left behind: a ring, a pendant, or a string of pearls. Little things that are full of love keep us connected to the people who matter most, even when they’re now on the other side.
When I was a little girl, my grandma used to let me wear her fake diamond earrings. They were the only piece of her jewelry she ever let me touch. I always had to give them back when playtime was over. It felt special, like she was letting me borrow a little piece of her magic. After she passed away, my mom gave me Grandma’s earrings.
Navigating The Sacred Journey Of Grief
As a psychic medium, I have spent decades bearing witness to the immense and complex journey of grief.
Over the years, I’ve learned that grief has many faces and forms. It is not only about death and dying. It can arise from various types of loss, such as the loss of a pet, the end of a relationship, a change in life path, the loss of a job, or moving away from a beloved home.
My clients often tell me, “My heart has a hole in it,” or “It feels like my heart has been torn apart.”
These aren’t just metaphors. Grief can feel so intense that it seems like a physical injury — like a ‘heart attack’ of the soul. Grief reverberates through our heart, mind, body, and spirit, leaving no part of us untouched.
One of the most important truths I’ve learned is that grief is deeply personal. No two people experience it in the same way. There is no “normal” way to grieve or a fixed timeline.
Some people begin to feel a little lighter after a few weeks or months, while for others, the sorrow lingers for years or even decades. And that’s okay.
Grieving means you loved deeply, cared sincerely, and connected profoundly. It is not just about saying goodbye, but also about building a new relationship with their absence — one that carries forward the love in a different way.
The Touching Tale Of The Praying Hands
In the fifteenth century, in a tiny village near Nuremberg, Germany, lived a family with 18 children. Yes, eighteen! To put food on the table for this mob, the father and head of the household, a goldsmith by trade, worked nearly 18 hours a day at his trade, as well as any other paying job he could find in the neighborhood.
Despite their seemingly hopeless situation, Albrecht and Albert, two of the older children, had a dream. They both wanted to pursue their talent for art, but they were well aware that their father would never be financially able to send either of them to an art academy.
After many long discussions at night in their crowded bed, the two boys finally worked out a pact. They would toss a coin. The loser would go down to the nearby mines and use his earnings to support his brother, who would attend the academy.
Then, after four years, when the brother who won the coin toss finished his studies, he in turn would support the mining brother to also attend the academy – either by selling his artwork or, if necessary, by working in the mines.
They tossed a coin one Sunday morning. Albrecht Dürer won the toss and went to Nuremberg to study art. Albert went down into the dangerous mines and spent the next four years financing his brother, whose creative work at the academy was almost immediately a sensation.
Albrecht’s etchings, woodcuts, and oils were far superior to those of most of his fellow students and even his professors, and by the time he graduated he was beginning to earn substantial fees for his commissioned works.
Cutting The Toxic Cords That Bind Us
In every relationship – romantic, platonic, professional – there is a metaphysical cord of attachment that exhanges energy from one person to the other.
These energy cords can be thought of as WiFi signals, electrical circuits, or even surgical tubes that transfer mental, emotional, and spiritual energies between individuals. They are the invisible ties of love that keep us connected to our loved ones.
I remember reading an article years ago about the intense grief of famous American singer Dean Martin after the tragic death of his eldest son. His boy was a fighter pilot in the California Air National Guard and lost his life in a plane crash during a training flight in 1987.
Martin described the loss as feeling as if his “heart had been ripped out.” This vivid description is a testament to the reality of these ties that bind us. The intense pain the singer felt was essentially his heart chakra feeling ‘broken.’ The loss had a profound impact on the remainder of his life and career.
The concept of these cords may seem abstract, but their effects are very tangible. They are not just symbolic; they are very real and have a profound effect on our physical, emotional, mental, and spiritual well-being on a daily basis.
When we engage in any kind of relationship with someone, these energetic cords extend from our chakras, or energy centers, to those of the other person. While these soul-to-soul cords feed us with all the good energies that come from being connected to others, such as love, nurturing, and belonging, they can also have the opposite effect.
Coping With The Loss Of A Loved One
The loss of a loved one is one of the most profound and challenging experiences we can have. Even if we have a deep spiritual belief that our loved one has crossed over into the spirit realm free of pain and suffering, the grief of their physical absence remains.
It is natural to mourn their departure, to feel the sting of their absence in our daily lives, and to struggle with the reality of a world that feels less complete without them.
For those who have lost a parent, this grief can bring an added layer of vulnerability. Regardless of our age, the loss of a mother or father can leave us feeling untethered, with a foundation in life that once provided security and guidance now shaken. Even if we have spent years caring for them through illness or decline, their passing can still leave us feeling profoundly alone.
This transition marks a significant shift, not only in our outer reality, but also in our inner identity. And yet, in the depths of grief, there is an opportunity for deep reflection, gratitude, and connection.
One of the most powerful ways to navigate grief is to focus on gratitude for the connection you shared with your loved one. Their love, wisdom, and presence shaped you in countless ways, and that influence does not disappear with their passing. Celebrate their life with vigor. Share their stories, embrace cherished memories, and allow their laughter to echo through your heart.
What Happens To Our Pets When They Cross Over
I am an animal lover. Since childhood, I have been blessed to share my heart and home with numerous cats and dogs. These beloved companions have filled my life with joy, unconditional love, and countless cherished memories.
However, as many pet owners know all too well, this deep bond also brings the inevitable heartache of loss. Saying goodbye to a furry friend is one of the most painful experiences one can face.
Through my work in energy healing and mediumship, I have gained deep insight into what happens to animals after they die. I hope to offer some comfort and understanding to those who are grieving the loss of a pet.
In my experience communicating with animals in spirit, I have found that most pets remain close to their human companions after death. This transition can last for days, weeks, or even months.
Many animal souls remain close to their former physical home, still connected to the familiar energy of their human family. For them, the concept of death is not as immediate or final as it is for us. They do not always immediately realize that they are no longer in their physical bodies.
I often encourage clients who are grieving a pet to create quiet moments in their home to become more spiritually aware. By slowing down and sitting in mindful silence, many people notice subtle signs of their deceased pet’s presence.
Clients have told me remarkable stories over the years of hearing the familiar bark or meow of their departed companion, feeling the gentle pressure of their pet curled up next to them, or hearing the sound of paws tapping on the floor. Some have even heard the jangling of their pet’s collar or the scratching at the door that they used to hear every day.
Our Pets Speak To Us In This Life And Beyond
Some of the most beautiful messages I’ve received as a medium have come from departed pets.
They bring messages of love, gratitude, and reassurance that they still walk beside their human companions in spirit. They also offer wisdom and insight into their owners’ lives from their unique perspective.
It is deeply moving to experience the enduring love of a pet from the other side. The grief of losing a pet is often unacknowledged or misunderstood, yet it is real and important to process and share.
It has been several years since we said goodbye to our beloved family dog, Lucy. She passed away in 2016, just before her 17th birthday, and I can never fully express the love and joy she brought to our lives.
By sharing how she helped me communicate with her – both in life and after her passing – I hope her story can help you feel a deeper connection with your own pets on the other side.
Lucy’s story began just before Christmas of 1999. Our trip was to buy storage boxes for an upcoming move, but instead we came home with a puppy in a box! From that day on, she burst into our lives and our hearts.
For a little dog, she lived such a full life. Wherever we went, she followed – by boat, by plane, even across continents when we moved to Dubai. She reminded us that as long as we were together, life was one big tail-wagging adventure.