Farewell Ms. Elizabeth Taylor

Dame Elizabeth Taylor

2/27/32 – 3/23/11

Dear Ms. Taylor, you were the Grand Dame of our time. You gifted us with your passion for life, your commitment to excellence in your self-expression, and your vision for humanity. Your brilliant personality was so refreshing and raw with authenticity. I am so grateful for the hours that I had the privilege to share with you on this planet, and for the creative treasures that you graced all of us with through your acting. Bless you for being, and bless you in your continued journey. Sharon Jeffers

I remember the first time I saw National Velvet. I felt as though I knew Elizabeth Taylor personally. There was something about her, her presence, and her articulate acting ability, and her welcoming appearance that struck a familiar cord in my heart. As a girl, I wished that I could meet her. That wish came true many decades later, when I least expected it, and probably had forgotten about it, until it actually happened.

I had the great good pleasure to meet the grand dame, and to spend time with her in her home. It was delightful, and when she called me a “smart ass”, I knew in that moment that she liked me, and I was right at home. I was impressed with how she put her intelligence into action when I would share something with her, she would take it to the next level. She was brilliant. That connection that I felt when I was a child watching her on the TV, it was real and right there, and when she called me a “smart ass” because of something I said, I knew in that moment that she liked me and I felt right at home.

My heart filled with delight as we interacted and carried on with what we were doing. I don’t know if I’ve ever met a more authentic individual in my life, before or since. She said exactly what she thought when she was thinking it, I could see in her eyes that her mind was lightning quick, and she had a great sense of humor. Her dedication to her work with AIDS was also more than impressive. It seemed that everything she did was filled with that passion she had for life, and her commitment to what was right before her.

When I heard of her death two days ago, I knew that she had just had her birthday. Knowing that she was born on February 27, and that she had passed on March 23, I couldn’t help but wonder what was going on in her cards. 7 weeks in the hospital means that she was admitted when she was in her 52-day. That can be a very spiritual time, and it most certainly has governance over death. That 52-days is a time for reflection.

Being born on February 27 gave Ms. Taylor a Jack of Clubs – 4 of Diamonds birthday.

I looked at her cards today. When I do this, I do it with great respect for those who have passed, and those who remain. I know what it’s like to lose a loved one, and I have great sensitivity for that. Most of the time I don’t write about these things, I just look at them to see what is there in the cards. Sensationalizing death is a no-no in my book. However, because I have a personal connection with Ms. Taylor, I’m writing as someone who got to meet and know her a bit – enough to embrace her grandness of life and her passion for living.

She had the death card at age 78, in Saturn. Saturn is our teacher, and the death card (9 of Spades) is the card of initiation.

She didn’t die until almost one month after her birthday. The 9 of Spades had now moved to determine and express the way she would leave, rather than the actual happening of dying. What I mean by that is, her death became a spiritual journey in the last few weeks – she went through a deep transformation within before she departed this world, and her outcome card for the final release was the King of Hearts – the safe harbor of love, the master of love and the supreme consciousness of the Heart.

All of this told me that she did all her work here before leaving her body. She understood so clearly her love for all she knew, and how great the love was that the world had for her.

It was certainly not a surprise to see these things in her cards, and it leaves me with tears in my eyes as I finish writing this. Our lives are so precious. Each one is grand and great. Each one of us is touch the world with who we are every moment, every day.

See you next time Grand Dame.

March 24 Queen of Clubs

Change could come abruptly or unexpectedly today, so be ready for last minute shifts in plans.

People might be a little "touchy" or extra sensitive, so be gentle and aware with interactions, including the ones you have with yourself.

The day is bringing us an opportunity to be more loving and more giving. Follow your instincts and be generous with your heart.

Balance, Beauty, and Harmony are the keywords for the day.

An overview, and return to writing my blog...

Welcome. I've not been posting on this blog for some time, and I'm now going to return to doing so. If you read A Tale of Two worlds below, please start with Part I so that it makes sense to you. Acting as a medium, I've had some extraordinary experiences, all of which I believe are important to share for many reasons.

Having lost a son, I know how devastating it can be to lose someone you love so much. In my years acting as a medium, I've seen and heard things that have brought me new insights, greater perspective, and invaluable learning relative to these lives we live, and where we go after we die. I know very little, and perhaps that is why so much does happen when those on the other side come to me to communicate with their loved ones. I have no concepts of a set way that things are. My experience has been supported over and over again with each and every person coming through from the other side being so different, and each of them revealing things that I would have no way of knowing, all of which is always confirmed by their loved ones who are still with body.

I spent a long time denying that this was real until it became so exact that I had to accept it. Not that I didn't believe there was life after death, I did, but that I was perceiving with accuracy what was actually happening. I've been seeing spirits since I was a child, and when I was little, I thought that everyone did. When I was young I would hear the thoughts of others, which I also thought was common. It wasn't long before I realized that maybe I was different from those around me - which caused me to keep things to myself for a very long time.

At this point in my life, I realized that this is where spirit has guided my work to go - into the realms of the unknown, and that which cannot be seen with the physical eyes. I have many stories to tell, each one unique, all filled with value and wisdom. Some are funny, many have great teaching, and all are heart warming.

It is very true what my son Spencer said to me when he was seven years old; that "there's nowhere to go - when people die they are still here".  As we enter this time on the planet with so many natural disasters, excessive violence, and unpredictable events, many are dying, and many are left behind. I believe that it is time that we bridge the gap between the spirit world and the physical world in our personal experiences, and I hope that the beautiful stories that I share with you here, which are a gathering of hundreds of hours of being with people on the other side as they connect with their loved ones, bring inspiration, understanding, and comfort to you.