Mother With Her Great Grandson Loch, 2006
Message Number One:
IS THIS ‘HEAVEN’??
Four days before my eighty-eight year old Mother dies, she has two fabulous days.
Mom has been suffering with cancer for a long time. However, very early on the first or second morning of her ‘two fabulous days’, we siblings find her with no pain, sitting up in the hospital bed in her living room, her white hair brushed back from her smiling face. She looks serene, happy and ‘well’, totally at odds with how distant, sunken and almost dead she has been looking for the past weeks.
This morning is different. She’s drinking coffee with cream and then more coffee with vanilla ice cream. She demands and eats breakfast! This is incredible as she hasn’t eaten or drunk anything for a week or more. She has her usual big and beautiful smile for all of us.
Suddenly, she turns to me and says, “Venus, what have you been doing lately?”
I think for a bit, then repy, “…Well..not much Mom. I’ve been with you.”
She keeps looking at me, waiting for me to say something interesting.
She looks to me, because back in time, when Mom started to need more help, each of us siblings took a Mother Job. I had been designated ‘The Entertainment Committee’ for her and she was used to my filling that capacity.
Finally, I manage to think of something I’ve done besides being with her.
“Well..I took a sun bath on my roof the other day,” I murmer.
“Oh! I saw you!” Mom says. “I’ll never forget you sunbathing on the roof! It’s good for you to get the sun.”
She then adds, “I never want to forget you! Give me a kiss!”
She looks around the bed at all of us and happily gives each of us predictions for the course of our lives.
After a few hours of this unexpected fun and mad happiness, Mother grows tired and we all leave her so she can nap.
About 2PM, I return to Mom’s house, come in the door and there is Mom, alone for the moment in the front room in her hospital bed. She has her legs slung over the side and is trying to get up and get going.
She sees me and shouts, “Oh! Thank goodness you’re here! They’ve come to get me!!”
I’m startled. “What? Who?”
“The Other Side!” Mom says.
I think, ‘Wow, how perfect, I got here just in time to see Mom over!”
My mother sings out, “Get me my shoes!”
I rush to her back bedroom and get her little black shoes with the velcro straps, race to the bed, sling Mom’s legs back up onto the mattress and wiggle her shoes on her swollen feet.
Mom grins and leans happily back on her pillows to wait.
I sit in a chair next to her and wait, too. We wait and we wait. Nothing happens. Mom keeps looking at me expectantly and I keep looking at her in the same way.
Mom finally says, “Well, how do I get over?”
I say I don’t know.
Mom gives me an odd look and says, “You of all people, should know how to do this!!”
I am kind of embarrassed by my lack of skills. I try getting her to go to the Light, to call on the Spirits, to ask for help. Again, we wait. And wait.
Finally, Mom says, “Get me the Death Book!”
She points to the Hospice Notebook by the phone on the buffet, the blue notebook that contains hospice phone numbers, instructions, medicine dosages and all the things connected with the dying process.
I grab the notebook, open it and pretend to read from it about how to get to the Other Side.
We finally decide that having several angels to come and pick Mother up would be nice.
Again, Mother leans back on the pile of pillows and we wait, this time for the angels to drag her over to ‘Heaven’.
But once again, we’re stymied. Nothing happens.
Finally, after an hour or more of this, Mother and I agree it isn’t working. She isn’t going over.
Mom is very annoyed. Peeved, actually. She looks at me, scowls a bit and says, “They don’t seem to run things any better over there then they do here!”
Four days later, the paperwork is apparently in order and Mother slips over to the Other Side, with or without the angels, I do not know.
…………..This has given me a lot to think about. Perhaps life over ‘There’ is indeed, not run as well or in the ways that we’ve all been taught to expect. Maybe we need to toss a lot of our syrupy belief systems and look at the next immediate phase of life as being more like it is here, but different? Different and good, but still subject to error and confusion and all the things that we regular folk haul with us when we change dimensions, perhaps? Maybe the Order and the Music and the Lights and the Heart Lifting Show comes later when we get past the most immediate level or levels.
I don’t know. But, I do know we will all eventually find out the truth of the matter, and I am very excited about the prospect.
Mom, Happy Birthday Into Your New Life! art by venus andrecht
Message Number Two:
I GET A MESSAGE FROM MY MOTHER ON THE OTHER SIDE!
Today, Eloise, one of Mom’s friends since she was 18, calls me. I really don’t know Eloise but have heard, through my mother, of Eloise, for years.
Eloise tells me that this past Tuesday night she had a dream of being in a store, standing in an aisle when she heard
“Eloise!”
She turned and saw mother. “Margaret! What are you doing here?!”
She said Mom looked very happy.
The next night, this past Wednesday, about the same time in the night, she heard her name shouted out.
“Eloise!”
Eloise said, “Margee! Are you there?”
She tells me that Mom said ‘Yes’ and then she said…………… “Call Venus!”
And that is it. A message to me that she is alive and well. I feel so relieved and happy, but the best is coming.
Several hours after I get that call from Eloise, I remember something. I have been telling everyone, ever since Mom’s death, that I don’t want some mealy-maybe message from Mom. Even knowing how unlikely it is, and while feeling the sympathetic but silent ridicule around me, I keep stubbornly and unrealistically insisting, “I want a phone call from my Mother!!
I believe my Mother heard me and spoke to Eloise to insist that she make that call from her by proxy by saying, ‘Call Venus!’
And so, in an unusual way, I got my phone call from Mother!
I am now totally satisfied that my Mother is alive and well, in Wherever and However ‘Over There’ or ‘Heaven’ is…and that brings me a lot of peace and happiness.
…But, now I have put in another request: I’m asking Mother to take me on some of her Adventures in The Great Beyond! And, when that happens, you know I will take good notes and share them with you.
(PS As a ‘Medium To The Dead’ among other things, you may wonder why I wanted verification beyond what I personally am hearing from my mother. Because I am human, is the easiest explanation. And, because, there is always the thought that since I love my mother so much, I am hearing what I want to hear. But, since my mother obviously heard my stubborn, but ‘unrealistic’ request and ‘called’ me, there is now no question in my mind, that my mother lives. And, since she lives….we all live.)
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Hi Venus,
You are a great story teller, plus, you look like your mom, very joyful and happy.
Note on cleaning you your mothers house, look at them memories. Remember to laugh through the tears.
Thank you for everything you do.
Happy Christmas, Merry New Year.
I LOVE these stories!!! I have no doubt that BOTH things are true: that she is alive and well in another dimension AND that you are creating it this way because you love her so much and want her to be.
Please tell her that her fans await more stories…:)
Love,
Julia
You got it…
I had to admit, when I heard you say, “I want a phone call!”, I probably thought to myself that you were asking an awful lot… But there it is! I think it’s funny how things always just seem to work out that way. They will never give us that one, big, definitive, OMGWHOA proof. They just give us these things that are proof enough to us yet nothing scientific.
When my gramma died, the clock on the wall in my mom’s bathroom stopped at her moment of death. There were other little things, too. Anyway, it was enough to satisfy me.
Such mysteries still to come. I look forward to exploring them with you, my friend Venus! I’m so proud of you, you know. Bless you and summer and everyone.
Venus, I love the birthday painting you did for your mom! It uplifts me. Thank you.
Oh, and by the way, I think all of the Somewhere Over the Rainbow stuff is probably even more flooring than the phone call. The lyrics are incredible for the situation. “Somewhere over the rainbow, way up high, there’s a land that I heard of once in a lullaby.” It’s really there, the next step, the next world, the proof that it goes on and on, one experience after the next.
I got tears in my eyes typing the lyrics. Just like you said, since she lives, we ALL live.
And I’ll see you there, Venus (and all you guys), over the rainbow, way up high.
Yes. My father died 44 yrs ago, ill at home. My mother told me that he spoke of them (angels) coming to take him back. What an adventure everything is. Blessings to you all. Body death is apart of this life reality.
I love your down-to-earth, open, honest story-telling style and it somewhat reminds me of my dad, Venus. They inspire me to get busy writing my own stories. And I just wanted to say, don’t ever stop writing the way you do, it does not ever need improvement as it is wonderful just as it is. ;D
This post made me laugh. I was thinking that surely there must be a lot of paperwork if it is taking this long to come get mom (102 in April). Mom used to talk about having angel experiences in the past, but no longer, which I find odd. She has said many times she is ready to go, but never do I get a sense of lightness, or joy at the thought, only a feeling of weight, like she’s carrying some heavy responsibility and that she can’t let go. I have reassured her time and again that she has left us a legacy of love and beauty and that the past is forgotten that all is well. I don’t think she believes me.
hi venus
I am happy you had a word from your mom as it is so lonely when they pass. When a message is given it to us it does connect them to us in a comforting way.
my mom passed 6 years ago. after about 8 months I had a lucid dream. I was deep asleep and someone in the dream threw a wet washcloth at me.still asleep I woke within the dream and said what the heck looking up. it was my mother. I said oh mom it was you and started crying. she held me I told her all the events which had happened since she passed little did I know we would be enduring a terrible time with my son which followed the next week. I feel my mom was there to let me know she wasnt far from my heart once this new event began to unfold. it helped me so much to have her come to me..
I am so excited to share my “Daddy’s Call” with you. Once we are Facebook Friends, go to my video’s and check it out! I’m pretty sure there is an explanation with it. Expect short intervals of silence between his greeting, or message in the video. It has actually been a while since he has “called.” I’m going to check to see if I attached an explanation about the video. Please let me know if you have any problem viewing it! I can’t wait for you to see it.
My name is Chris – But my latest nickname is YaYa. I look forward to hearing from you.
Enjoying the summer?
I miss your blogs and radio show from Hay House. Your humor is a hoot and down to earth. I very much appreciated it.
But things change and evolve…so I must get my ‘Venus fix’ elsewhere.
Take Care and Best Wishes!
I love the “Mother” story. My Mom slipped away to cancer also. I felt her around me for a long time afterwards but I think she has ascended higher now and busy with her Heavenly things. I know her life got better once she left the pyhsical plane. Dad moved on (with cancer also) about 6 weeks before Mom. I am pretty sure he was blinking the lights in my jewelry workshop a few months after his passing. It made me smile and feel very warm and comforted.
Hey Venus,
I thoroughly enjoyed your story about your Mother. One way or another they get their messages through don’t they? A friend and I went to a medium recently and my Mother showed up in the reading. I miss my Mother terribly but didn’t want my sadness or missing her to keep her from “moving on to better things”. But apparently she has other ideas. The medium said my Mother was busy waving her hands in front of my face and can’t understand why I can’t see her. She wants to work with me. I am thrilled but I’m going to have to work on that “seeing” thing. Ha! In the meantime she and I will have to catch up in dreams and symbols.