Life on the Other Side: A Psychic's Tour of the Afterlife

Death is the reward for living

God is Love, my friends- nothing more, nothing less.

People are afraid to die, and even more afraid to live.

My faith in God has always been unshakable, but until and unless I’ve seen, tasted, smelled, felt, and experienced the details about how this whole creation of His really works, I take nothing for granted and keep right on digging for answers.

But the truth is, I was also born in Missouri, the “Show-Me” state, into a Lutheran/Episcopalian/Jewish home, and attended Catholic school, which gave me enough theories about The Other Side and the journey of the soul to keep me perpetually confused if I had simply believed everything I heard without questioning it.

I BELIEVE in the Other Side and the eternity of the soul.

How I Know What I Know

she can share it with all who come to her for comfort, hope, and the joy of this land I live in, this Home that waits for everyone, this busy, perfect paradise called The Other Side.

I pray to hear Him clearly, and to speak His truth just as clearly

I have promised her the truth, knowing that the only real truth comes from God.

beside a waterfall in the unspeakably beautiful gardens of the Hall of Justice, where God and I, eternally connected, are alone together in the peace that only comes from the most exquisite unconditional love

I assure my loved one that the illness is minor and advise her about its source and the most effective treatment.

I am in the endless white marble sanctity of the Hall of Justice, the grateful recipient of wisdom from the revered Council as they satisfy my curiosity about a specific theological premise I am currently studying. As always, I am exhilarated, at an infinite peak of health, each breath deep, pure, and sweet, my heart strong and full of love at its most divine as I cherish every word the Council so freely, patiently offers.