Does a Medium Feel the Deceased at a Funeral Service?

A funny thing happened while writing this blog. I realized explanations I have given to others about their psychic experiences also happen to me. I like to think I am always calm and receptive but we all have our moments of heightened emotions. At least we do while we are living in this human form, as opposed to spirit form. That is what happened while writing this post. I thought about editing it to flow better, then thought better to leave it be. I decided to put this little prologue, perhaps to keep you reading because you want to know the twist at the end, perhaps to help you understand the importance and impact journaling really can have on your understanding of your own thought patterns. Enjoy the read and be sure to subscribe to receive blogs directly to your inbox and as always priority picture reads.

Attending Your Own Funeral

Sometimes, yes, Sometimes, no. The dead know if we can handle it or not. They know if they should let their presence known. If I am close to the deceased, like in the case of my brother-in-law or grandparents, they will let me have my grieving period. They will give me time to process my human emotions before piling on more. For that, I am grateful. However, I have defiantly been to services where I knew that individual was in attendance. Standing right beside me, or hanging out in the back of the room.

The Time My Life Long Friends Dad Attended His Service

When my best friends father past away I knew he was at his service. This girl and I have been friends since kindergarten. Her dad wasn't known for liking too many people but I was one of his favorites. When I was young he and I got into an argument. I pulled up one of the kitchen chairs and climbed on it so I can argue with him eye to eye. Since that day, I was probably about 7 years old, I had solidified myself on his favorites list. He would always laugh when he told that story. It was the first thing he said whenever I met a new person. He was so proud of me for standing up for myself.

When he past, due to the damage caused by the Agent Orange used in the Vietnam war, he came to me in a dream that very night. I have never had someone come to me so quickly after their death. However, he and I had a special bond. Her parents treated me as if I was their second daughter, which means at times I got in trouble right along with my friend. He wanted to make sure I reminded my friend how amazing she is. That she is smart and beautiful and can accomplish anything. I didn't really need to be told to be her hype women, I have gladly been in that position since the day we met.

Later that day my father called me.

"Have you heard anything about Pete?"

"Well, I spoke to him last night. He came to me in my dream. So, now I'm just waiting for the phone call to inform me he has passed . I will keep you updated."

The Confirmation

Not too long after I hung up with my father, I got the call. My friends husband called letting know Pete had died peacefully in his sleep. I acted as if I didn't already know. Directly after we hung up I called my parents.

Since I had already known he was not doing well, I already had plane tickets set so I can fly in for a visit.

One thing that is hard for me, is that I'm not always as sad as people think I should be when someone passes away. Especially those who do not know my secret. People cry when you pass away because they are going to miss. I will probably be seeing you again. People get upset because they are unsure of what happens after you die, my ideas are pretty clean cut. I do believe the Bahatva Gida states it best.

"A worn out body is shed by the dweller."

The Service

My friend had a quint little service at a VFW hall. Folks would get on stage and say something about the deceased or tell a funny story. My dad leaned over and told me a conversation he had had with the deceased.

"He was dealing with a landlord of a property he managed, advocating for the renter that hit hard times. Convincing the landlord to give the renter a week of grace period, which he did. My father asked why he advocates so much for the renters to which he answered, " because no one else will."

Then my father said," I wonder if he will ever realize how much that story made me respect him."

I answered," he definitely will, since he just listened to the entire thing."

My father smirked.

"He has been standing in the back listening to every word."

My Self Realization

I once told a friend that if your third eye chakra is extremely active it is like giving spirits a hurricane to pass their messages through, but give them a calm and balanced chakra and it is smooth sailing across calm waters.

As I wrote this I began to realize that perhaps my close relatives were at their own service. I was just too emotional and the sensitive/medium part of me was clouded to the messages. I was giving them a storm when they needed calm waters.

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