The Power of 10 : Divine Order

"The Character for 10 in Chinese"

The character for 10 in Chinese

Within weeks after the heavenly dimes started appearing from my deceased father, I started noticing the number 10  was standing out more than ever. I’m not one to become obsessed with anything in particular but this number had my undivided attention.  It started very simply. I glanced at the clock and the time was 10:10. I picked up burgers at drive through and my change was $10.10. I bought my mom a Valentine’s gift while on holidays and the bill came to $210.10. So after noticing so many 10s, I thought I’d better check out the meaning of the number 10 online. Many websites state that in the Bible the number 10 implies completeness, and that everything is in its proper order, there is also a religious significance to the number in many cultures. Ten represents perfection of divine order,  That’s a pretty amazing claim to fame. Continue reading

Crossing Over: (Part II)

(Continued from Crossing Over: Encompassed by Love)
April 3, 2013, 15 minutes later, Victoria Hospital, Prince Albert, Saskatchewan.

The return

I awaken with a jolt. I feel like someone has dropped me from about six inches above the mattress.

I catch my breath; my heart is racing. I am in a hospital bed in ICU; this is Day 5 of my recovery from surgery. I lay here in shock, fully knowing where I have just been. I start to panic, thinking, what if it’s my time to die? I can’t tell anyone about what has just happened because I’m thinking they won’t discharge me; they’ll believe I’m delusional, or hallucinating. But I’m not losing it; the only medication I’m still on is an anti-biotic and I know for sure it wouldn’t have these types of side effects. Continue reading

Gift Sharing: Our Soul’s DNA

It took a few months for me to process what had really happened to me when I had my waking visions. There is often a stigma attached to people who open up about their near death experiences (NDE). In the past I was a bit of a skeptic about so called trips to heaven. My skepticism was thrown out the window in April, 2013 and I now have a much better understanding of where we go from here. I was extremely thankful to still be alive in the physical state, but the soulful part of my existence wanted to be there, in heaven. I missed being surrounded by that unending and unconditional love. I felt that I was truly at home.

I don’t want to send the wrong impression by saying I’d rather be there, but it’s a very honest statement. I love my family and friends wholeheartedly, but the love that I experienced there  was astounding. I find it very difficult to explain to people why I’d choose being there over being here. Most people look at me like I’ve lost my mind. Most people fight like hell to stay here on Earth, but until you have experienced the love of the divine, a love that knows no limits, it’s almost impossible to understand.

All the sand in the universe

Heart shape drawn on a sandy beach at sunrise on the beautiful island of Thassos, Greece.

Heart shape drawn on a sandy beach at sunrise on the beautiful island of Thassos, Greece.

The best way for me to describe the love that I experienced on the other side is like this: The love we have for our parents, a spouse/partner, and a child is equivalent to a grain of sand. That grain of sand represents a love that we would die for. If you have ever been in love, you know exactly what I’m talking about; you would lay down your life for a person you truly love.

I rate the love that the creator has for us as equivalent to all the grains of sand in the universe. The love I experienced on the other side was all encompassing, accepting and all forgiving. It’s a love that we as humans cannot grasp or understand; we will never get our heads around the divine’s power of love. We just need to trust that it exists.

Gifts of transformation

Since this holy experience I have come to really  value the life I’m living. I’m very thankful for who I’ve become today. I have been given another chance at this life, the opportunity to make some corrections. I have changed for the better. I’m giving myself a lot of me  time. Before this experience I was always on the run, I was burned out. Now, I don’t take my breath for granted, the words I love you are said often, and I make time for the important things in my life–mainly my family.

I’ve also started to develop the gifts that I was born with. Far too often people don’t take the time to make themselves happy. Everyone has been given special talents, but many haven’t developed those gifts. We feel that if we can’t make a living financially with our God-given ability, we need to wait until we have more free time in our lives. Sadly, that waiting pushes us further away from the creator. Our talents are written in our soul’s DNA. We’re created to use those talents to the best of our ability and to share them with the world.

“Ye are the light of the world. A city that is set on a hill cannot be hid. Neither do men light a candle, and put it under a bushel, but on a candlestick; and it giveth light unto all that are in the house. Let your light so shine before men, that they may see your good works, and glorify your Father which is in heaven.”

–Matthew 5:14-16

Over the past year and a half I have been developing my writing and painting skills. I have connected to both of these talents with much ease. My transformation has been very positive because I have chosen a new life path, my soul’s path. When we choose to take the right path, our lives start to flourish and evolve quickly. I have been guided to an amazing publisher and editor, Suzanne Paschall. She has coached me with a very positive and informative writers program. I know that God has placed her in my life.

I have also been steered in the direction of an astonishing local painter, John David Epp. John and I spend many hours at his kitchen table. He has been sharing his love of art with me and I feel like I’ve won the lottery. Both John and his wife Hilda have opened their home to me, and we have shared laughter and tears. We are all benefiting from each other’s love.

If you are feeling overwhelmed with your life, slow down and ask for the guidance, ask to be shown your lifeGreen leaf with water drop path. The divine is always listening to our calls for help. God wants us to succeed. All it takes is for you to listen for the answer and trust your intuition; the creator uses it to connect. It will never let you down. One small change can start a ripple effect that will send you on the journey of a lifetime. Take the leap of faith and ask.

Ask, listen and be watchful

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Crossing Over: Encompassed by Love

April 3, 2013
3:10PM
Victoria Hospital, Prince Albert, Saskatchewan

I am just dozing off when I feel my body lift off the hospital bed. Before I know what’s happening I am The light at the end of the tunnelpulled into a gray tunnel. The tunnel is turning ever so slowly and the little twinkle lights on the wall of the tunnel illuminate the path for my soul. There is a very bright light at the end of the tunnel. It is warm and I have no desire to look back at where I have come from. I float weightless towards the light. I am at peace. I have the feeling that I have been here before; I feel like I am coming home.

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Divine Dimes: Signs From Loved Ones

Since the passing of my father, Peter, back in April 2014 we have experienced an ongoing miracle of divine signs. Our family has been gifted with the realization of just how close our deceased loved ones are. Dad wasn’t gone for more than two hours when we realized that he was already trying to connect with us from the other side.The road from coins

Mom was the first to receive Dad’s gift of dimes. The first was found in her coat pocket as we were leaving Regina’s General Hospital, just an hour after Dad had passed away. At first, Mom didn’t think much of finding the dime in her coat pocket, but she did think that it was a little odd.

My mother is the type of woman who will take the time to put all of her change in her wallet. She’s cute…she could have five people standing in line behind her waiting for the till at the grocery store and she’ll still take the time to put her change away. It’s just the way she is, so that’s why the one and only dime she felt in her coat pocket seemed completely out of place.

After leaving the hospital that night Trent and I headed to Mom’s house in Regina to spend the night. It was a long day for all of us and we hadn’t even taken time to eat. Trent dropped Mom and I off at her house, then headed to a local fast food restaurant to grab us a meal.

Mom and I visited a bit and then she headed down the hallway to her bedroom. As she turned on the light she noticed a shiny dime on Dad’s dresser. This dime was placed directly in front of a small porcelain alter server statue. This statue was given to Mom and Dad as a wedding gift from the priest that married them 56 years ago. Mom thought for a minute, and then accepted the fact that she had been very busy since Dad took ill, she must not have noticed the dime there prior to today.

Trent returned with our supper and we all sat down and ate. We were all still in shock with how quickly our day changed. Dad seemed to be getting better day by day. It’s crazy at how quickly our hopes can turn into such a sad reality.

Dimes everywhere

After supper Mom headed downstairs, she had remembered that she had thrown a load of laundry in earlier that day; she needed to move it to the clothes dryer. She walked into the laundry room and as she was tossing the wet clothes in the dryer she noticed one lonely dime sitting on the dryer. There was very little clutter on either unit, so this dime almost jumped out at her. She was more than certain that she hadn’t put the dime there. Mom headed back upstairs somewhat puzzled by the three dimes she had noticed over the last couple of hours.

Trent and I were now relaxing in the living room when Mom let out a yell from the bathroom. Have you guys been putting dimes throughout my house? Trent and I looked at each other. I asked, What are you talking about? Mom stepped out of the bathroom where she had just received her fourth dime. This dime was sitting right in front of her makeup bag on the countertop.

Mom then explained to Trent and I what had been happening to her over the course of the past two hours. Both Trent and I had a light bulb moment. I was pretty sure that I had read a book by the medium John Edward and in that book he stated that the souls that have passed will sometimes send us coins to let us know that they are still with us.

Making the connection

My Dad, Peter Garchinski, in the Regina General Hospital, the last time I saw him, five days before he passed away. Taken April 20, 2014.

My Dad, Peter Garchinski, in the Regina General Hospital, the last time I saw him, five days before he passed away. Taken April 20, 2014.

Trent then remembered a story that Mom and Dad shared with us often over the course of our marriage. On Mom and Dad’s first date Dad had taken Mom to the movie. Mom remembers sitting there smelling the popcorn. Being a young teacher and on a strict budget, Dad never offered to buy her the popcorn. Mom had teased Dad for 56 years about being a little too tight with the popcorn funds.

Trent asked, How much did the popcorn cost back then? Mom said, 10 cents.

We all knew that Dad hadn’t left us, and he was right there smiling at how we recognized his presence. Over the course of the next few weeks (and now years) we have been receiving dimes almost daily. His family, retired work colleges, friends will all attest to this beautiful connection. Whenever we share this remarkable happening with someone new, they either have a story to share with us, or within the next couple of days we’ll get a phone call or a text message explaining another dime find.

And Dad, we miss you terribly, but the connection you’ve made with us has eased our sad hearts. Thank you for lifting our heavy load.

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