Jamie

Jamie is one of my favorite spirits that has ever come through. Mostly because he came with such light, sass and laughter.  

He literally tried to scare the daylights out of me.  And thought it was hysterically funny that he almost succeeded.

The back story:  

At the time I was working a corporate job, things were going well and my work with spirits was deepening.   I needed a steady income and corporate work was “the ticket” for me at the time.     

On the day I met Jamie (who was in spirit) I had taken a break from work to go visit a local lake to give my eyes a much needed rest.   As I sat in my car, the warmth of the sun, lapping of the water on the shore, and the quiet of the environment were just what my stressed eyes needed.   I was lulled into a slightly altered state.   To this day I cannot tell you what level of consciousness I was in but, eyes closed, listening to nature I continued to rest.

To my surprise, I clairvoyantly saw a boy in his early teens, maybe a little older…careening down the steep hill about 50 hundred yards from me, emiting that “schools out…..yipee!!!” feeling.  Then he disappeared from my clairvoyant sight.   Within less than 2 seconds he was on the front seat in the car, right up in my face, laughing as only a kid can when they surprised/scared the daylights out of an adult.   A “Gotcha!!!!! Hhahahaha” feeling.   He kept laughing, and all I could get from him was that his name was “Jamie.” I could see his youth, light sunkissed brownish hair and the striped shirt he was wearing … with jeans as I recall.  And a few freckles across his nose.

Then he was off again!   He took off too fast for me to even thank him for popping in. I have no idea where he went.  But I am sure he got the “thank you!” I sent out through the ethers.  (more on that in a bit)   As I had ‘bits’ of clear visual images and a sense of his age, persona, etc. I grabbed my sketchbook and the sketch you see of his face went down on paper quickly.  I learned a few years before that, that capturing words, faces, other imagery, color etc. was far more accurate when done ‘at the time. ‘  A “pretty” picture was not the goal but a recognizable face, eyes, piece of clothing, etc. was key.  And whatever “word” notes I heard clairaudiently.

I was delighted to have met him, he was such a bright spirit.  I remember wishing that I had someone to connect him to in the physical world. It would have been so nice to be able to say, “Hey guess what?  Your, child, brother, nephew … was in my face today .. laughing.  He’s very much alive in spirit and is having a grand ole time moving around the spirit world.”      Saying those words to people can be met with tears, or ‘are you nuts?!’, and so much more.   Needless to say I tucked this experience away, with the feeling that it was “just one of those random spirit occurrences.”

Fast forward a year or two later, and I was still at the same corporate job, and somehow word was out that I did readings and mediumship.   Not on the job, obviously.   However, I recall I was walking past a managers office one day, was called in and the conversation that unfolded surprised me.  A lot.   This manager had heard that I did readings, wanted one and after chatting a bit I agreed to do one for her in off-hours time.     We met and while I rarely remember the details of readings, there was one thing about this reading that I will never forget.  

One the day of her reading I was encouraged by Spirit to take some of my spirit sketches with me to this reading.  I had no idea why, but I love working with the Divine, so why not? 

We did the reading, and at some point in the reading, I was invited by Spirit to show this person some sketches, Jamie’s in particular.    Jamie’s sketch was not recognized as being him, initially, as seriously…it’s not the greatest sketch in the world.   (Portrait work was not my forte.)   But when I was describing Jamie, his eye color, face, hair color what he was wearing, age, etc. the person I was reading for knew exactly who he was.   That coupled with the sketch.    Jamie was the son of one of the manager’s closest friends, who had passed and was in spirit.   I believe Jamie was a few years older when he passed than when he appeared to me, but that happens sometimes.   The manager was flabbergasted, moved, and maybe even a little freaked out.   But Jamie was clearly identified by the manager.   

To this day I don’t believe Jamie’s mother was ever told. Those can be challenging conversations when it involves someone’s child in Spirit. To me, however, it was just one more way for Spirit to open someone’s eyes (the manager’s in this case) to the fact that we ARE eternal, and never disappear.  We just change form.  Death to me is rebirth.  But I’ll write more about that in another post.     

It also taught me that those on the other side will go to great lengths to get in touch with family still in physical form and have considerable patience.   Considering how difficult that can be when we are so distracted in this dimension sometimes, it’s a beautiful testament of their love for us here. 

So……. to Jamie, when you read this through the veil…thank you for an experience I will never forget.  And thank you for being one of my spirit teachers as well.   You are an amazing spirit!