On The Grid

Connecting with animals on the other side was something that, for quite some time, I considered out of my reach. The ability belonged only to my teachers, who seemed so much more practiced and so higher above me in their psychic development.  "I couldn't do it if I tried," I'd immediately convince myself whenever the notion struck me, and so I never did.

But when George crossed over last March, I could not bear the thought of never seeing or hearing from him again. In that state of despair, the negative affirmation I'd perpetually clung to finally shifted to an exploratory question:  What if I could?

Even the possibility of getting an inkling of a message from George was worth trying for.  I flipped through my personal psychic development resource library until I found a method that resonated with me.  Before those doubts could seep back in, I sat down--Amelia's Kinkade's book in hand--and allowed myself to explore the outer limits of my intuition.

With my eyes closed, I drew my attention up through my body and ascended into the 4th, 5th, and then 6th dimension. I didn’t know if it was really happening or if it was only my optimism fueling my visions, but I’d never seen anything like them.

Then, there he was, as plain as day, in a big open meadow full of flowers with bright stars illuminating the sky behind him.

"I’m glad you found me!" he beamed with recognition. "I knew you could do it."

"Are…are you okay?" I asked him, emotions swelling deep within. I felt so guilty about his passing. 

"Of course! It’s soooo much fun here. We get to play all the time, but no one ever gets hurt.  Here, watch this!" He replayed for me a scene where he was rampantly pounced upon by several large, intensely motivated dogs. Before I could gasp, he suddenly reappeared with a big poof of light and giggled. 

"We’re all just energy," he explained. "There’s nothing to be afraid of anymore."

"I guess that does seem like fun." 

"It is! And the best part is that I can see anybody I want any time. I have lots of new friends, but I’ve also played with Molly and Amber and some of my brothers and sisters and other relatives. I even visited with your grandmother and your grandfather already!"

"But…how? You never knew anyone but Molly."

"It’s easy. You see, there’s a big grid that runs between every living thing, even on the earth. Since I know where your grid line is, I can use it to find and meet everyone ever connected to you. And I can use my own to find anyone ever connected to me."

"So it’s a lateral grid in your dimension?" The concept intrigued me.

"It goes across and up and down," he corrected. "That’s how I can still come down sometimes and you can come up sometimes, though it’s a lot easier to move side to side on the same level."

"Will it get easier to move up and down?"

"Sure! It just takes practice and a lot of energy."

"Will you practice so you can come back to see me often?" I asked with excitement, envisioning my bestest little bunny buddy tagging along with me on adventures his physical form never got to experience.

"I’ll still see you, but it’s important for us to be where we are," he said gently. "It would drain me to come down all the time, and if you spend all your time up here, you’ll lose your connection to your own dimension."

"But I miss you so much!" I could no longer hold back my tears.

"You’re never away from me, Mom. Remember that we’ll always be connected on the grid."

“It just isn’t the same,” I protested. 

“No,” he said. “It’s actually better. You’ll see how someday.”

Collecting myself, I breathed in deeply, preparing for the journey back into my body.

“Okay, Georgie. I trust you.” He has always been worthy of it.