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TAKING A MEMORY TO LUNCH
3-2-10
I have become aware that there are great purposes and powers at work in
our lives. While I do have a personal spiritual framework that makes
this more meaningful to me, I see it less in a religious context and
more in a scientific light as energy at work.
When you learn that
I take old deceased friends to lunch and dedicate all of my shows to
them or to God, you may just want to send the guys with loony bird nets
after me. But if you are open-minded and willing to consider
experiences that can work for you to enrich your life, read on.
What do we do when our nearest and dearest friends and family members
physically die? Do we instantly give up on having any kind of
experiences of their personalities and presence? What if our years of
internalizing them have installed some kind of communication antennae in
each of us? What if it continues to transmit energy? And do we not, as
energy beings, constantly interpret messages from those energy
transmissions while they are living? How can we think that something as
real as the bond of communication between us no longer exists when so
many of our energy templates with them go right on reporting life?
I invite you to consider something I often practice. I call it
taking a memory to lunch. If there’s one thing we all have with those we
love who depart this life, it is memories.
Consider for a moment
the energetic power that lives in our memories. The negative power
crammed in one old memory of abuse is thought to be able to create a
serial killer. The positive power in a memory of a nurturing parent can
create an Einstein, a Gandhi, or a Helen Keller.
With our late
friends, we have a powerful repository of positive memories. Your
experience and my experience clearly shows that the power in those
memories does not die. Sometimes it actually intensifies as we nurture
and treasure our memories.
Call me what you wish, but sometimes I
go to lunch with my memories of an old friend and while feeding food to
my body, I lose myself in those old memories. I commune from my heart
with them and let them commune with me. I do not often claim to give and
receive specific messages. We do that to impress people and our goal in
these lunches is not to impress anyone but to enjoy the energy
encapsulated in old memories.
Notice that I used the word
“commune.” To commune with someone is an advanced form of communication.
It is a form that does not depend upon words. It is not easy to define
but I see it as “mutual sharing.”
If you try this form of mutual
sharing with old friends, I promise you that you will never again mind
going to lunch alone. People might wonder why you smile and chuckle or
even quietly say, “Thank you.”
This kind of communing works just
as well with friends who live far away but stlll keep a room inside your
heart.
A year from now you may write and tell me I am nuts. But
what if it works? What if I am right?
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