By Pier, Florida
My dad was a great person to have coffee with and talk. He was very intelligent. Every day we would meet and talk and talk. He particularly had a dislike of religions. I never let it bother me but sometimes I got weary of all the talks.
One day my dad complained of being weak. He was a body builder and in great shape. He was proud of his accomplishments in the local gym. The weakness continued, until we learned that my dad had ALS, a serious terminal illness that attacks the muscles. Read More
By Cathy, California
After my dear ECK friend translated I had a dream. I did not know her that well until a few years before she died. She was ill with cancer and was in need of assistance. We lived close to each other and Spirit nudged me that I was supposed to help her.
At first it was just to make her juice, but as time passed it became more things. Anything from taking her to doctors’ appointments, to help arranging caregivers as she grew very weak or going to her side in the middle of the night when she was in crisis. Over the years we became very close. She was like a sister. I was with her just before she translated. She asked to be alone, and ten minutes later I received the call that she had left her physical body behind. Read More