“There is no death. Only a change of worlds.” — Chief Seattle, Link
Spirit Messenger
I believe, and experience this as my reality. I’m a Medium. A Spirit Communicator. An Intuitive. I hear voices and talk with those who are no longer stuck in a physical body. (Decades of interaction with The Nightlights gave me my introduction and education about this.)
When a loved one transitions, my challenge is to correctly discern the information I’m meant to share. Words don’t always travel cleanly between worlds. Messages can be foggy, broken, half-formed. It’s been a lifelong learning curve figuring out how to bridge the gap, especially since I didn’t want to be a medium in the first place. But times change.
When I said I did not want to see dead people, the guides were amused.
They said, “They’re not dead. They’re energy. No one dies.”
Live and learn.
Example: I was focusing on sending energy, hoping it would be helpful, when I heard that the person had transitioned. I asked, “What about the body?”
The reply came quietly: “That’s still here, but the soul slipped out.”
Later that day, I found out the person had actually died the night before. My energy sending opened a channel, because that same day the person checked in, spirit-side, and shared a message they wanted me to pass along, ASAP.
I hesitated, trying to negotiate on the timing because I was worried it might be awkward for me to deliver. Before I could even finish that thought, the response came through loud and clear:
“You SAID you would help.”
And yes, I had. Those were my exact words.
The deceased notice when there’s an opening. They’ll find a way to get my attention, sometimes even if I haven’t invited it, and ask for help.
How would I describe it? Like a game of charades. Some are better at it than others. But there are always other ways to connect. Sometimes guides step in to help translate, to make sure the gist of the message comes through.
The moments I love most are when the messages rise above the details and show more about their state of being, their happiness, their humor, their ongoing life in that higher place. One of the most touching ways they do this is through music. A song can say everything. It crosses all the gaps.
If you’re thinking about someone who has passed and a random song suddenly pops into your head, pay attention. That might be them. Music is one of the easiest bridges between frequencies.
Lyrics can carry a truth wrapped in a melody you’ve always known. One woman told me her husband rearranged her playlist after he passed, songs shuffled into an order only the two of them would understand.
The joke on us, the living, is that we’re too dense, literally. Too dense to tune in easily to those higher vibrations. So they find creative ways to reach us. Often, it’s through songs.
This particular song came through for someone special when the one who had crossed over (transitioned), now living on a higher frequency, wanted to make a point. The physical package had expired, but the love? Still brand new. Ever fresh.
Love Never Dies
Sh-Boom (Life Could Be a Dream)
The Chords
Lyrics
… Life could be a dream
Life could be a dream
Do do do do, sh-boom
… Life could be a dream (sh-boom)
If I could take you up in Paradise up above (sh-boom)
If you would tell me, I’m the only one that you love
Life could be a dream, sweetheart
Hello, hello again, sh-boom and hopin’ we’ll meet again, boom (ba-boom)
… Day dong da ding-dong (sh-boom)
Sha-lang-da-lang-da-lang
Ah, whoa, whoa, bip (sh-boom)
Ah, bo da do da dip, whoa
… Life could be a dream (sh-boom)
If only all my precious plans would come true (sh-boom)
If you would let me spend my whole life lovin’ you
Life could be a dream, sweetheart (do do do do, sh-boom)
… Every time I look at you
Something is on my mind
If you do what I want you to
Baby, we’d be so fine
… Oh, life could be a dream, sh-boom
If I could take you up in Paradise up above, sh-boom
You’d tell me, darlin’, I’m the only one that you love
Life could be a dream, sweetheart
Hello, hello again, sh-boom and hopin’ we’ll meet again, boom (ba-boom)
… Day dong da ding-dong (sh-boom)
Sha-lang-a-la-lang-a-la-lang-a-la-lang-a-la
Whoa, whoa, bip (sh-boom)
Ah, bo da do da dip, whoa
… Life could be a dream
Life could be a dream, sweetheart
(Do do do do, sh-boom)
(Do do do do, sh-boom)
(Do do do do, sh-boom)
(Do do do do, sh-boom)
(Do do do do, sh-boom)
(Do do do do, sh-boom)
(Do do do do, sh-boom)
… Whoa, life could be a dream, sh-boom
If I could take you up in Paradise up above, sh-boom
You’d tell me, darlin’, I’m the only one that you love
Life could be a dream, sweetheart
Hello, hello again, sh-boom and hopin’ we’ll meet again, boom (ba-boom)
… Day dong da ding-dong (sh-boom)
Sha-lang-a-la-lang-a-la-lang-a-la-lang-a-la
Whoa, whoa, bip (sh-boom)
Ah, bo da do da dip, whoa
… Life could be a dream
Life could be a dream
Do do do do, sh-boom
YouTube link.
“Life Could Be a Dream.” Not a sad song, but a wink from beyond, joyful, irreverent, playful. A reminder that life is a dream, and that in the greater design, there are no goodbyes, only key changes.
“Hello, hello again.”
When we realize that, we laugh through our tears. Because they haven’t left us. They’ve just gone up in frequency, while we’re still tuning our receivers.
Upcoming Interview – Reincarnation
Recently, I came across a book that carries the same message the guides often share with me: that love and connection don’t end, they simply change form.
Before We Were Born by Kathleen Ready Dayan follows Elia and Kalli, soulmates who travel together through lifetimes. It’s a story that weaves love, pain, suffering, death, rebirth, and the hope of becoming our true selves. As one reviewer put it: “Death is not the end. It’s just like being born.”
Dayan’s novels often explore spirituality without the constraints of religion. She follows the principle of Ahimsa, the ancient Indian teaching of nonviolence toward all living beings, rooted in the belief that God exists within us all.
For me, that aligns beautifully with what I experience every day as a medium and communicator between worlds. Love doesn’t die. Energy doesn’t disappear. It only shifts, waiting for us to tune in again.
Read more about Before We Were Born on Goodreads
Visit Kathleen Ready Dayan’s website
“We are not human beings having a spiritual experience; we are spiritual beings having a human experience.” — Pierre Teilhard de Chardin