Five Years
This morning around 4 am I awoke from a dream. In the dream I was with a group and we suspected that one of the women's husband had just passed away. One of the other women was a channel and the two of us faced each other and connected arms on one side and hands on the other and prepared to check and see if the husband had joined the spirit world. I felt a presence come into my body and I filled with the most intense white light. In my vision I could see the others in the glow of the light coming from me and they were all shocked and a little afraid and once I was full of the light my vision in the dream was gone - and I believe my consciousness because I was going to be used as a channel. I awoke from the dream with my arms in the position of the dream and what woke me was my heavy, loud breathing. I had an intense warmth in my heart center that radiated slowly to the rest of my body. I felt it the deepest in my heart and when it got to my ears. I was a little bit afraid to move and stayed very still until my breathing settled. My second thought upon waking was Sue. Hours later as I write this I can still feel a sensation in my heart center.
The day after the incident five years ago, Anna had a similar visit from Sue. She didn't know that Sue and Nik were gone and she had a dream that a beautiful white light spirit entered her body and used her arms to reach down into infinity and cradle the head of a man who was crying and saying "I'm so so sorry." When I told her about the search - before we had found Nik's body - she gasped but didn't tell me the dream. It was on day two of the search that she told me. The good news was that since Sue's spirit did not have human form that she had fully transitioned and was in a very good place.
I had a few dreams shortly after Sue's death where we got to hang out. Those were fun dreams. Sue had the greatest capacity for fun. I will forever miss her.
The day after the incident five years ago, Anna had a similar visit from Sue. She didn't know that Sue and Nik were gone and she had a dream that a beautiful white light spirit entered her body and used her arms to reach down into infinity and cradle the head of a man who was crying and saying "I'm so so sorry." When I told her about the search - before we had found Nik's body - she gasped but didn't tell me the dream. It was on day two of the search that she told me. The good news was that since Sue's spirit did not have human form that she had fully transitioned and was in a very good place.
I had a few dreams shortly after Sue's death where we got to hang out. Those were fun dreams. Sue had the greatest capacity for fun. I will forever miss her.
posted by DMP at 6:47 AM
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A Diary of my memories of Sue
Shortly after I met her she began a quest to live true to herself, with joy. During this time there are so many things that she found out that she loved. She was so courageous in this quest, and I know she would love to hear that, because she loved courage. You are welcome Sue :)
She loved coffee, and lifting weights. She loved Natural Horsemanship and Art. She loved her beautiful, off-grid cabin, and to howl at the coyotes across the valley. She loved working as an independent researcher for Jeff Walters. She loved sunbathing, and dressing up girly with Dianna. She loved the farmers coop she joined and she loved yoga and training to be an instructor. She loved sex and had just begun to appreciate her body and some new found skills. She loved her little Buddhist prayer room at the old house, and she loved baking and eating scrambled greens and bacon in the morning. She loved driving. She madly loved Bob Marley and anyone who's music was influenced by him. She loved Men, and she loved Women and Sisterhood. She loved to say 'I love you' and 'Yes please'.
She loved poor people and anyone living close to the earth. She loved to be stubborn, and to tell you that she didn't agree. She loved working with the VTech Green Party, and setting up Coalition for Justice Beans and Rice Talks. She loved her time spent as a Witness to elections in South America.
She loved Caving with Brandon and Me. She loved her new eyesight thanks to Laser surgery. She loved Thai food and Tarot Cards. She loved 'Women Run Down Violence' and helping out every year. She dearly loved her nieces and took being an Aunt very seriously.
She loved her drum and drumming with Chuck. She loved trying spicy ethnic foods, Black culture, and waking up early. She loved learning Spanish and the Alexander Technique. She loved her Mom, and her mom's book collection and (sp?)Dinky and her kids in NY. She loved Judy and Sam in PA, and all her sisters: Helen, Ann, and Cindi. She also loved her brothers and missed them desperately. She was exploring whether she still loved her Dad.
She came to love her history, and though she considered it "slavery money" she loved using her inheritance for her cabin and to help others. She loved the thought of giving it all away and pissing off her ancestors.
She loved the Save the Mountain organization and Shut Down the SOA (or SOA Watch). She loved meeting the women she lived with in prison and hearing their stories. She loved all her animals, and all animals in general. She loved our runs down by the river with all the dogs. She loved Di, Sarah, her male cousin who I can't remember the name of, Reesha, Jane, Johnson, Don, Caren and her daughter Abby,and Jim and lots of others. She was conflicted about and wanted to help Nick.
She loved being able to help people. She loved giggling. She loved dancing and a gorgeously soft perfume bought at an ancient perfumery in Louisiana.
Sue was almost living in pure spirit for the last few years, I think that's why she lost so much weight! Ha ha..
Sue was so much more than the way that she died, and waking up this morning I know that she loved her life - which places those last details of how she left this world ultimately into insignificance.
I will always endeavor to take that scary step towards my happiness and joy, because of you Sue.
Thanks so much Alexa. She was so love, wasn't she. It helps me to hear all these words about her. Thanks for the painting, you know.
Sarah
It is 2010. Two weeks ago, I discovered the loss of Helen and Sue Daniels. It is unspeakable. I knew Helen, Sue, Cindi and "Ma D," who didn't like me very much, in the mid 70s, when I was in college in Plattsburgh. Helen was my closest friend. I need to talk to someone, or at least email privately. Not a fan of experiencing grief via social media. rozzienoodle@gmail.com
Love Sue and all of her loves. Thanks so much, again, for this writing, Alexa. It helps to keep her close.
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