On this day, the last day that I talked to Aj, six years ago...I got to thinking that our kids give us clues. At least, the ones who were old enough to do so. It's much easier to see them after the fact.
AJ gave me clues all of his life. He once told me he was not afraid to die. When he was about 5 he told me he would become an Angel at 21 after he claimed to see an Angel in our hallway. My astrology friend told me his chart was very rare and that it was a soul who chooses to leave life early. Of course, she didn't tell me this until after his passing. He was very intuitive and just knew things. He saw Angels all his life but was not as willing to share this fact as he grew older.
He was reckless and lived life with gusto not caring if he got hurt. I had no ripples in my water until AJ was born :) I would worry and tell him he's going to die if he doesn't stop and he would reply, "I know." He was constantly getting hurt and breaking bones. Drove me nuts!
Everyone who met him loved him with the exception of teachers! School was not his thing. Thats something I never care to re visit!
I now see the greater picture. As his communication increased with myself and others, it is clear that he is responsible for bringing children back into contact with their parents. Sometimes the child will pre-ceed the parent in the support group. After AJ passed, he told me, "Every child deserves to say good~bye to their parent and vice versa." This is part of the mission of Voice of Our Angels... to get that message to the parent. Our children also share a commonality on the other side. I was told they are the SWAT TEAM of Soul Rescue. I believe they offer a hand to children who are moving into the light and reunite them with a parent if only for a brief moment to prove that life is eternal.
AJ left a song on his myspace with lyrics that says it all. The words are extremely powerful. Musics was his life and he told his story through music. Listen with your soul to the song below. I hope it moves you like it does us.
Love never Dies!
AJ gave me clues all of his life. He once told me he was not afraid to die. When he was about 5 he told me he would become an Angel at 21 after he claimed to see an Angel in our hallway. My astrology friend told me his chart was very rare and that it was a soul who chooses to leave life early. Of course, she didn't tell me this until after his passing. He was very intuitive and just knew things. He saw Angels all his life but was not as willing to share this fact as he grew older.
He was reckless and lived life with gusto not caring if he got hurt. I had no ripples in my water until AJ was born :) I would worry and tell him he's going to die if he doesn't stop and he would reply, "I know." He was constantly getting hurt and breaking bones. Drove me nuts!
Everyone who met him loved him with the exception of teachers! School was not his thing. Thats something I never care to re visit!
I now see the greater picture. As his communication increased with myself and others, it is clear that he is responsible for bringing children back into contact with their parents. Sometimes the child will pre-ceed the parent in the support group. After AJ passed, he told me, "Every child deserves to say good~bye to their parent and vice versa." This is part of the mission of Voice of Our Angels... to get that message to the parent. Our children also share a commonality on the other side. I was told they are the SWAT TEAM of Soul Rescue. I believe they offer a hand to children who are moving into the light and reunite them with a parent if only for a brief moment to prove that life is eternal.
AJ left a song on his myspace with lyrics that says it all. The words are extremely powerful. Musics was his life and he told his story through music. Listen with your soul to the song below. I hope it moves you like it does us.
Love never Dies!
"Ripple"
If my words did glow with the gold of sunshine
And my tunes were played on the harp unstrung,
Would you hear my voice come thru the music,
Would you hold it near as it were your own?
It's a hand-me-down, the thoughts are broken,
Perhaps they're better left unsung.
I don't know, don't really care
Let there be songs to fill the air.
Ripple in still water,
When there is no pebble tossed,
Nor wind to blow.
Reach out your hand if your cup be empty,
If your cup is full may it be again,
Let it be known there is a fountain,
That was not made by the hands of men.
There is a road, no simple highway,
Between the dawn and the dark of night,
And if you go no one may follow,
That path is for your steps alone.
Ripple in still water,
When there is no pebble tossed,
Nor wind to blow.
But if you fall you fall alone,
If you should stand then who's to guide you?
If I knew the way I would take you home.
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