I talked to Natalie? Sorry, very bad pun. Not punny AT ALL. Got it. Weak intro to tonight’s post. Just wanted to give readers a heads up, as I know religion/spirituality/magic (light and dark) are controversial topics to some people and a big joke to others. I am not going to judge you for your beliefs, please do the same in return.
With THAT out of the way, we made contact with Natalie on the other side yesterday!
My mom and I are believers in the many different ways there are to communicate with loved ones on the other side. Electronics are HUGE. Music is a popular one. Signs, which I’ve gotten on a regular basis since Natalie’s passing.
We’ve done the Ouija board many times over the years and have never had a bad experience. There is a ritual to do beforehand. Light a candle. Say a prayer. Meditate. Ask God and the angels to bring forth only those with the highest and best intentions. We bless the board. We surround ourselves in a protective white light. This was the case yesterday.
After more than an hour of preparation, we sat facing each other, fingers on the planchette (aka the mouse).
Mom: Is anyone there?
Nothing. For a couple of minutes, the was nothing.
Then the planchette started to move. Haphazardly.
Mom: Nat? Is that you?
The planchette struggled to manuever towards the corner “Yes”.
I’m not sure I blogged about it, I don’t think I did but when we saw a medium to seek out answers and make contact, she (the medium) told us since Natalie had passes so recently, she wasn’t sure how to move her energy just yet. There are certain time periods when they are more accessible to us. Right after they pass, for about two weeks because they hang around for the funeral and after that, it’s about six months until they can connect again. So, we were surprised that we were still able to “hear” from her.
Me: Is it still hard for you to move your energy?
Nat: Yes
Nat: Sorry
Mom: For what?
Nat: My death. Total acci-
Me: (Trying to save her some of her energy) Are you spelling accident?
Nat: Yes
Mom: We were wondering about triggers….
Nat: VW.
Mom and I look at each other, confused.
Nat: A3, A3, A3, A3, A3
It was a very rhythmic, soothing motion and I started to wonder if she was tired.
Me: Are you tired?
Nat: ZZZZZZZZZZ
Mom: Can Jeff (her brother) help?
Nat: Yes
Mom: Jeff?
Jeff: Yes
Then
Jeff: LAMONT (grandpa’s name)
Mom: Oh, hi dad. She said it laughing through tears.
Grandpa: X Ray, Ray (grandma’s second husband)
Mom: Ray!
Me: There’s quite a party going on up there!
Mom: You’re surrounded by loved ones, aren’t ya Nat?
?: Yes
Me: Is Justin ok?
Justin, for those of you who don’t know, is my brother. He’s had a hell of a burden when it comes to death and being the messenger. I don’t spend enough time with him to know if/how he’s grieving… Plus, he’s a guy, so emotions are hard to come by as it is, right?
Nat: Will B
Mom: What about dad? He has to hear from you.
Nat: ZZZZZZZZ
Me: That’s a cop-out.
At this point, I think the planchette was heading towards the NO and then it hit me.
Me: Oh! You’ll see him in his sleep? A visit in his dreams?
Nat: Yes
Mom: Soon?
Nat: Yes
Me: Who knows what that means, time is irrelevant where you are…
Nat: SOON
Nat: ZZZZZZZZZ
Either mom or I: Ok, we’ll sign off. Rest up for next time!
We love you
That was amazing. I’ve never had such a clear and concise reading before last night. We weren’t sure she’d be able to come through at all but then again, have YOU ever tried stopping Natalie from getting what she wants? Doesn’t happen.
I left shortly afterwards and as I was driving home, I saw this:
Ps. The medium also told us that Natalie would send hearts as a sign that she’s around.
Striving For Sanity 
Hello, we have never met. I am a cousin of your mom’s. Your grandpa, Lamont & my dad, Leon were brothers. Your grandpa was just over a year younger, so they were pretty close. Your Uncle Jeff was always my favorite cousin. This made me think of him. I remember using the Oujii board with him.
I do believe in signs. I’m happy that you received signs that make you feel close to your sister. Our daughter Katherine died 7 years ago this month. Her daughter Marley was born that day and we have been raising her. I know first hand the grief that a mother feels. It doesn’t matter the age of the child or the circumstance. It has to be one of the worst things you can live with, but you do it day by day because you have no other choice.
Our son Ryan was very close to his sister, so I see the struggle with sibling loss. He never says much, but I know it’s always there.
I volunteer with our county’s community drug court program. It’s community support for people struggling with addictions. We see first hand the agony of addiction that individuals and their families face. It gets discouraging at times, but even 1 success makes the program worth it.
Peace and love to you and your family. The last time I saw your mom was at our Grandma Scott’s funeral and I believe that she was pregnant with you.
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Hi, thank you so much for writing! Yes, uncle Jeff was quite a guy. When Natalie and I were little, he told us he was the Chief of Planet Weird Ox. Weird Ox was the Casey’s General Story in Columbia, MO, near grandma and grandpa’s house. His cartoon drawings always cracked me up while his artistic abilities took my breath away. My daughter Tayla, when she was born, was very premature. 32 weeks. She was in and out of the hospital, having surgeries, it was a nightmare. She was almost a year old when we were “in the clear”. I had Jeff do my tattoo for me on my right arm of a moon and butterfly. Natalie was very close to Jeff and when he passed, she really went downhill. I’m so sorry to hear about Katherine. I cannot even imagine what that loss is like. I’ve tried and my brain just refuses to go there. I blank out. I imagine it’d be like you say… you just go on because you have to but what an excruciating, hellish place to be. I’m so sorry. Do you mind if I ask how she passed? Was it during childbirth? Please, don’t feel the need to answer if you don’t want to. I’m not trying to make you uncomfortable and the last think I want to do is cause more grief! My brother and I are 9 years apart so we’re not especially close. Natalie and I were only two years apart. I think we used to be close but then I wondered if it was just wishful thinking. How close, really, can you be to an addict? It sounds cruel but in some ways, Natalie left before she died. I work with Justin now. He owns a sub shop and I’m a delivery driver. It’s super nice to see him so often and we have gotten closer… Just the other day I was thinking about how I don’t really have any friends my age who have experienced the loss of a sibling. It’s a unique kind of loss, I think. That’s wonderful that you’re involved with the community! There are not nearly enough helping hands or sympathetic ears. I too have started to volunteer with the Steve Rummler Hope Foundation, a group dedicated to ending the heroin epidemic in MN. You’re right, sometimes it’s so disheartening… My first day, I can’t tell you how many vials of unused Narcan we threw away. My heart broke. I agree though, if it helps even one… Totally worth it. Yes, you’re right, mom was pregnant with me! Please feel free to write anytime or find me on Facebook. Much love, Melanie
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