I received a Book Excellence Award!


I am incredibly excited to announce that I have been recognized as a Book Excellence Award Finalist for my book, Volcanoes, Butterflies & Jesus – Volume One: Volcanoes in the Death and Dying Category.

The book was released on October 2018 and is about a near death experience (NDE) I had during a sudden medical emergency back on Easter week-end in 2013.

Out of hundreds of books that were entered into the Book Excellence Awards competition, my book was selected for its high quality writing, design and overall market appeal. To view my complete award listing please click here.

This book is perfect for people who are struggling with the loss of a loved one or maybe questioning the existence of God and Heaven.

You can get a copy of Volcanoes, Butterflies & Jesus – Volume One: Volcanoes by clicking here.

Ask, Listen and be Watchful,

**Shelley’s Book Launch – Get your tickets early**

**SHELLEY’S BOOK LAUNCH IS FAST APPROACHING**

Well, the day has finally come to announce the arrival of my first book in the three book series,

Volcanoes, Butterflies & Jesus

The Extraordinary Visions of an Ordinary Woman

 Volume One : Volcanoes

I have planned my book launch in Melfort for Thursday, October 4th at 7:30 pm and Friday, October 5th at 9:00 am, 2018. I have a keynote speaker coming to Melfort to give a presentation on Thursday evening at the Kerry Vickar Centre on his …

#1 New York Times Bestseller

Proof of Heaven 

A Neurosurgeon’s Journey into the Afterlife 

Eben Alexander, M.D.

He is bringing his partner Karen Newell with him and they will be teaching a mindfulness workshop on a form of sound meditation using sacred acoustics on the Friday morning. They have co-authored a book called, Living in a Mindful Universe.

I am hoping that the news of this keynote address, mindfulness meditation workshop and book launch event will peak your interest. Very seldom are we given the opportunity to have #1 New York Times Bestsellers in our community so I’m hoping that you will come out and enjoy these rare presentations.


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Thursday, October 4th at 7:30 PM – Keynote Address –

Dr. Alexander – Kerry Vickar Centre – Melfort – $41.00 + tax

 

Friday, October 5th at 9:00 AM –  Mindfulness Meditation Workshop – Karen Newell &

Dr. Alexander – Kerry Vickar Centre – Melfort – $54.10 + tax

OR

Purchase both Keynote & Mindfulness Workshop for $88.00 + tax

 

Books from all authors will be available for purchase at these events but to ensure

you get your copy for signing please pre-purchase you book(s) through the

Eventbrite site and then pick up your book(s) at the event. 

 

Information and Tickets: WWW.PROOFOFHEAVEN.EVENTBRITE.COM

 

Ask, Listen and be Watchful,

 

 

 

Mercy – Needed More Than Ever

2016 – The Year of Mercy

There is nothing that you can do that can’t be forgiven. These are the words that ring through my essence daily, they were written on my soul during my 44 hour spiritual awakening back in April 2013. The Divine Source that I have come to know very personally since that experience has changed the way I look at forgiveness and mercy.

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Excerpt #13 – Volcanoes, Butterflies & Jesus – Shelley Zwingli

(Continued from Excerpt #12)

No end in sight…

I ask Branelle to keep praying for me. Our hearts are heavy. With no end in sight of this experience ceasing this supernatural challenge is almost more than we can bear. I keep wondering, why is this happening to me? I keep willing it to stop. I do however notice that this journey is not just about me. It’s about the truth of an afterlife. What’s being shown to me is a teaching from our loving Guide. It’s revealing to me just how close the next life is. I have always hoped that heaven did exist. I just never imagined it could be so close to our physical existence.  I now know the beautiful reality of heaven is right here on earth. The veil that stops us from seeing heaven is very thin.  I’m also certain that our core being or soul has never had a beginning and it will never have an ending. We are made in the likeness of our Creator and in doing so we always have been and always will be in existence.

I think back to the previous night and take note of the visions that we’re shown to me. These visions were not all about my life here on earth. Some of them were scenes of someone else’s life. I’m also certain that all these visions when put together form a storyboard, this puzzle will make sense to me at some point on my journey.

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Messages from Beyond – A Beautiful Confirmation – Part III

(Continued from Part II)

Lori’s playful answers

 

January 13th 2015 – The Connection

Tracy was relaxing into the reading and the psychic had made the contact with Lori. Tracy had assumed that Lori her sister would come through with a reference of purple pansies, and that’s where Tracy’s mind focused.  The medium, however, kept mentioning the word “willow.” This had Tracy puzzled; she couldn’t understand what willow could mean.  Leoralea mentioned the words “willow tree” and this still had Tracy questioning the connection. The medium then glanced down and closed her eyes. She said that Lori was showing her a vase with “pussy willows” in it. Tracy began to cry. She had forgotten the pussy willows.

The family had lived in northern Manitoba when the girls were little. These three sisters looked forward to the pussy willows in the spring. The pussy willows gave them more joy than Christmas or their birthdays.

The February before Lori passed away Tracy had gone down to the farmer’s market for her weekly shopping. Danny, a local farmer who had a stand in the market handed Tracy a bunch on pussy willows and said, “You need these, Tracy.” Tracy had shopped at Danny’s stand many times. This was such a kind gesture and the timing was perfect. Tracy knew immediately that she would forward them onto her sick sister Lori. Tracy attached a note encouraging Lori that with the spring season approaching there would be something to look forward to—more pussy willows.

When Lori received the package she called Tracy in tears. She was so thankful for the gift. Lori placed the willows on her kitchen table and that’s where they stayed until her passing. After Lori passed Tracy put the pussy willows in a beautiful wooden box and placed them in the casket. Her final gift to her sister.

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Lori, Tracy & Heather

The medium provided Tracy with many accurate insights to Lori’s life as it was on earth. She was spot on in regards to Lori’s two sons and her marital issues. She knew things about Lori’s nieces and nephews, parents and Tracy’s current life situation. Tracy now realized that Lori had been with her all along. Lori had been watching over her ever since her physical death. Lori had answered almost all of Tracy’s questions and did it without judgment. But there was one question she had asked Lori that still needed answered.

In Tracy’s meditations prior to the psychic reading Tracy had asked Lori a question which involved me, Shelley Zwingli. Tracy had asked Lori if she had seen me in heaven, and if she had, Lori was supposed to give reference to a dime. I was surprised that Tracy would include me in such a test of faith. As the time ticked away with the reading Tracy had forgotten the question about me. But Lori had not!

What follows is the word-for-word transcript of what happened next:

Medium Leoralea:

“She says yes, I’m done for now. So I just want you to know I am with you. I plan on watching over you for a very long time, until you are done here. So trust those little things that I am doing to get your attention. You are not going crazy, I am really with you.”

<Pause>

Medium Leoralea:

“Hmmmm, the other thing Lori just showed me, she just went like that (medium makes a motion of flipping a coin in the air.) I am seeing a dime go up in the air and land on the ground. Lori says “Okay. That’s her answer.”

After Tracy shared this event with me she asked me if I had seen Lori in heaven. Unfortunately I didn’t see her at close range. The only place I truly feel Lori may have been was in the pond of water at the base of the waterfall swimming. There were many happy souls there the day that I crossed over.  The laughter I remember hearing was joy beyond our human understanding.  Lori could have very easily been there swimming in that heavenly pond. Someday we will know the answer.

The souls that have gone before us want us to be happy and they will figure out many ways to connect with us to help ease our pain. We need to muster up the faith to ask the deep questions like Tracy did. You will be amazed at the answers that these spirits will reply with. It’s because of people like Tracy that the world will come to learn that eternal love is the answer to all of our questions. Love will never let us down. Love never ends.

Many thanks again to Tracy for sharing her amazing story.

Ask, Listen and be Watchful

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Messages from Beyond – A Beautiful Confirmation – Part II

(Part II)

(Continued from Part I)

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Tracy & Lori

During Lori’s battle the family took turns taking care of her in Penticton. In no time at all the family had realized that this was going to be Lori’s final battle. There was no escaping death. Tracy and Heather spent many hours searching for guidance to help Lori die with dignity.  It was during this painful time that Tracy became intrigued with questions about the afterlife.  She had always believed that there’s more than just our physical body, but she was looking for proof.

Lori’s final days provided the family with some very interesting insights. Lori often had one foot in the physical realm and one foot in the spiritual dimension.  At one point Lori shared the fact that there was curling and golfing in the afterlife, she has witnessed it. This knowledge elated Lori!  These were two sports that Lori loved. She had given them up due to her sickness. She was happy to realize that the spiritual world would be giving them back to her.

Nearing the end of Lori’s life the sisters spent time helping her plan the final days. They wanted Lori to have all of her earthly wishes heard and respected. Through Lori’s life she had grown to love purple pansies almost as much as her Grandma Moen did. The family would make sure that this request was honored. They would see to it that these delicate flowers would be in attendance at her funeral.

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The Three Sisters – Pansy Garden – 1974

On April 28th, 2009 Lori passed away peacefully with her two sisters at her side. Shortly after she passed Tracy and her younger sister Heather went shopping to fulfill her purple pansy request. It was late April and there was a shortage of pansies.  They ended up finding six quite pathetic looking pansy plants. They knew Lori’s spirit wouldn’t mind.  Pathetic or not, they needed them for her service.

The following spring Tracy was blessed with a pansy connection. Tracy had discovered purple pansies growing in a bed of gravel beside her home. This spot was designed to inhibit any plant growth.  But that wouldn’t stop these pansies from coming back year after year.  Tracy knew that it was her dear sister Lori making the connection.

After finding the pansies on the side of her home Tracy’s curiosity peeked to a new level in regards to the afterlife and spirit world. She went through many stages of grieving the loss of Lori. She wanted to know if her sister was okay. She wanted to connect with Lori’s spirit in a more intimate way. She was looking for answers to what really happens when we crossover. Tracy began watching episode after episode of Long Island Medium with Theresa Caputo. She felt that Theresa had such an amazing gift. The connections this psychic has with the spirit world is so uplifting and reassuring.

Christmas December 2014, Tracy’s daughters gave her a very special Christmas gift, a private reading with a psychic medium by the name of Leoralea. They couldn’t have picked a better gift for their mother. Tracy was hoping to get some answers to our human mystery:  Is there life after death? And would her sister Lori connect with her?

Tracy booked the appointment on Lori’s birthday, January 13, 2015. She wanted to make the most of this experience and there wouldn’t be a better date.  She spent hour researching ways to make the much needed connection. Tracy meditated daily and invited Lori to join her during the psychic reading. Tracy repeated questions daily to Lori in hopes of getting the answers she needed. Tracy did this faithfully for the weeks leading up to the reading. This exercise would help the medium connect to Lori’s soul and in turn help answer any questions Tracy had for Lori. The medium would not know the questions on which Tracy meditated. Only Tracy would know what she had asked Lori; she wouldn’t reveal any information to the medium or to anyone else in her life.

In Part III next week, read about Lori’s surprising answers to her sister Tracy’s questions.

 

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Messages from Beyond – A Beautiful Confirmation – Part I

(Part I)

January 13, 2016

Today we send our love and birthday wishes to you Lori.

Thank-you for this spiritual connection.

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Lori Jean McArthur January 13, 1963 – April 28, 2009

There are certain people that come and go from our lives. With these connections we evolve as humans and spiritual beings.  Some people enter our lives for a short period and others stay a while longer. Every connection we make is needed to help teach and complete a lesson we need to learn. Our soul is always in the classroom of life. Some of the lessons we learn from the people we encounter are taught while they’re alive and other lessons are taught after they have passed into the spirit world.

This blog post is of the latter. The experience I will share with you today has surpassed anything I could have ever hoped for or imagined. My human nature still struggles with the closeness of the spirit world and how willing they are to confirm that their existence is within our grasp. While my human nature questions, my soul knows better. It embraces and trusts the loving power that makes this connection divine.

I asked for, and received, the permission and collaboration of my friend Tracy (Nuttall) Towers to present this remarkable story to you.

An unexpected call

My cell phone rings and I glance down at the number. Oh for flip sake, I think, another telemarketer. I answer my phone with a somewhat rough, gruff Hello. On the other end is a soft-spoken voice. I’m pretty sure I recognize this person. Hey Shell, is that you?  It’s my friend Tracy that I had hung out with in high school. I apologize for answering so abruptly.  She is calling from an unlisted number that I hadn’t recognized. Tracy (Nuttall) Towers had just received my email in regards to the start up of my blog site and she sounded very excited for me. We chatted for a bit about my book project and the blog and then she asked me if I had a few extra minutes to talk. She had something serious to share with me. Tracy had regretted not calling me sooner. I told her I had all the time in the world to listen.

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Author – Unknown

Tracy and I have a connection that is so beautifully simple. We can pick up exactly where we left off. Whether it is three months or four years down the road. Our friendship has no expectations. We both know that time will not change our connection with each other. It’s a relationship based on love alone…no strings attached.

The last time I had spoken with Tracy was the previous summer. She had been in Melfort visiting family. I’m so thankful she had taken the time to visit me. We had talked about her older sister Lori and Lori’s battle with cancer. Ever since Lori passed their family has been heartbroken. We cried a lot that day but we both knew that the visit was also healing. We talked about my NDE and how it has changed my life and the life of my family. I also shared with her the miracle that just keeps on happening; since my father’s passing he’s lightened our heavy hearts by leaving us a trail of dimes. Sharing the dime connection with Tracy helped to lighten the mood and we did have a few good laughs that day too.  I really wanted to give her hope in an afterworld.  I know Tracy is a believer, but I also know there are times in our lives when everything seems to be falling apart and we question the existence of a loving Maker.

Tracy’s Story

Tracy lost her dear sister Lori to cancer in 2009. Lori was the eldest of three beautifulLori Nuttall School Pic daughters that Rod and Carol Nuttall raised. The Nuttall family had lived in Melfort, Saskatchewan for three years from 1977-1980. While living in Melfort, I had the privilege of calling the two older sisters (Lori and Tracy) my friends. The third daughter was Heather; she was a few years younger than us. Lori was full of life and always a pleasure to be around. She was stunningly beautiful to look at but that’s not where the beauty stopped; she truly had a heart of gold. She would do anything to help family or a friend in a time of need. Her smile and carefree giggle could light up any room. Back in my teenage years I truly wanted to be more like Lori.

After high school Lori married Greg McArthur. Through this union the couple had two sons, John and Todd. They had also moved out to British Columbia to be closer to family members.  Lori was a Certified General Accountant in Penticton, BC up until she took ill.   Sad news was given to Lori on her 45th birthday. She was diagnosed with Stage Four colon cancer.

In Part II next week, read about Lori’s final battle, and her sister Tracy’s search.

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Om – I Will Hold You

May 2013 – The Zwingli Farm

Proof Of HeavenI placed the book down on the counter in front of me and I let the tears fall. Brennon, our son, has been  home visiting for a couple days. He walks over, gives me a kiss on the cheek and gently rubs my back. My emotions have been like a roller coaster for the past month. I’m still struggling with what I’ve been shown and I’m so glad my family is supporting me through this life-altering experience. I’m feeling absolutely overwhelmed and I’m searching for the answers to where I was, what it all means and what I should be doing with what I’ve learned.

I have just had an aha moment linked to a book I started reading a couple days ago. The book is called Proof of Heaven written by Eben Alexander, M.D. The near death experience (NDE) I had has me reaching for all kinds of resources to read about the afterlife as I try to figure out what exactly happened to me.  In Proof of Heaven, the author mentions the term “Om” in place of the name God or Creator. This word alone has hit me like a ton of bricks.

Ever since I’ve crossed over I’ve been experiencing a strange but beautiful sensation while falling asleep at night. Just before my body becomes totally relaxed, and even before I’m sound asleep, I feel myself gently lift off the bed and a soft rocking motion begins. It’s at this stage of relaxation/sleep that I speak out loud the word “Om.” I don’t remember anything that happens after I have said this. I wake the next morning after having an amazing sleep and I’m somewhat puzzled as to why I keep saying “Om.”  Why am I saying this word on the cusp of sleep?

I have heard the word referred to during yoga sessions. I do realize that it’s a mantra that helps people connect to their inner loving source during meditation. I’m just not sure why it’s coming out of my mouth just as I fall into the unconscious state of sleep. This has been happening every night for the past month. I asked my husband, Trent, if he hears me say something just before I fall asleep. He says he does, but he’s just not sure of the word that I’m saying. He says that I’m saying it very quietly and he can’t make it out. I, however, do know the word I’m speaking and before reading Eben Alexander’s explanation I was unsure of what it could mean to me.

I glance down at the book and realize that Eben has just explained another meaning of this word to me, and I’m blown away. Tears continue to run down my cheek because the explanation is almost more than I can grasp. I now realize that I’m softly calling our Creator’s name as I’m falling asleep. I realize how beautiful it is that my soul, just at the onset of sleep, is acknowledging its maker. My soul is very much aware of what I’m doing but my physical body doesn’t have a clue why this is occurring.

Blog - Heavenly HandI think back to the previous night when I whispered Om ; at the time I was hardly conscience enough to realize it. I also understand now that the rocking motion that I’m feeling as I drift off to sleep is Om holding me. I think back to a spiritual picture my parents had hanging in their home. The following verse was inscribed over Gods hands in this picture: “I will hold you in the palm of my hands.” I now know beyond a shadow of a doubt – this is what I’ve been experiencing. An absolute peace comes over me and I wipe my tears away.

This is the first time Brennon has seen me since my surgery. He’s home for a weeklong visit. Trent and I love the time he spends with us. Over the course of a week he has listened to the entire NDE, and I have explained to him everything that has happened to me. It’s been a real eye opener for all of us.

I know over the course of the next few weeks, months and years Om will continue to share the secrets of the universe with me. I have been crying tears of joy for the past few weeks; I’ve been given the chance to learn more about this life we’re living. I’m more than grateful for this favourable outcome.

I still have the opportunity to hold my babies and sleep beside my husband. I do also realize that when their time comes and they are called home, they will be held in the palm of Om’s hands, and the spirits on the other side will welcome their arrival with unconditional love. We need to find solace in knowing that as we mourn the loss of a loved one on earth, heaven and all the angels will be cheering on their arrival.

Ask, listen and be watchful,

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Like a Thief in the Night – Marv Crosses Over

It’s only been a few months since we received the news of our friend Marv’s passing. Death does come like a thief in the night; we all think that we will have more time to say what needs to be said. How untrue!

Trent and I had planned on visiting Marv the weekend that followed his untimely passing, and now there isn’t another chance to show him how much we truly did care. Everyone has regrets and generally we are given another chance to right these missed opportunities in our lives. Unfortunately in this case there is no righting our missed visit. Marv passed away on May 28, 2015, after a battle with ALS (Lou Gehrig’s Disease or Amyotrophic lateral sclerosis).

Marv & Pat Klenk and Family

Marv & Pat Klenk
and Family

Marv was a top notch husband, father, grandfather, brother, uncle, son and friend. He lived his life to the fullest right up to the end. Marv had a work ethic unlike anyone I’ve known. If there was a job to do, you could always count on Marv to get it done. Marv also played as hard as he worked; he loved a good time with family and friends, and if he was in your company, you could rest assured that you’d be making memories that would have you laughing for years to come. Marv was an outdoor enthusiast through every Canadian season, as well. His love of big game hunting, along with fishing both in summer and winter, had him always searching for the record breaker.

Marv was a dear friend to both my husband Trent and I. Our friendship with Marv and his wife, Pat, has lasted a little over 27 years. I first met the couple shortly after our daughter, Branelle, was born. They owned and operated the Shell Bulk Fuel depot in Melfort. I was hired as a bookkeeper and over the course of 10 years I worked alongside both of them, as well as with Marv’s brother, Dave. These three individuals taught me numerous aspects of business management and accounting, which in turn helped me keep our farms accounting books in order. I owe them many thanks for the knowledge I gained while working for them.

The Zwingli Harvest Crew September 14, 2012

The Zwingli Harvest Crew
September 14, 2012

A few years into our relationship with the Klenks, Trent and I realized that Marv had a true love for farming. I had also been told that you can’t mix work relationships and friendships. Well, the four of us proved that theory wrong. I worked for them and Marv helped my husband farm. We both had the help we needed and when we weren’t working you probably would have found us socializing together.

Over the past 10 years we haven’t been in Marv and Pat’s company as often. Our lives have taken us in different directions because of the age of our children. They have many beautiful grandchildren that get their full attention, and that’s the way it should be. We haven’t started the grandparent stage of our lives yet, so we tend to run with a different crowd.

We received the news of Marv’s passing on Thursday morning at about 8:30 a.m. The sudden reality sent Trent and I into shock and a deep sadness. Marv battled this disease for about four years, with his unfailing wife by his side. We all wondered how his previously happy, healthy life could change so quickly. We’ve all had time to prepare for Marv’s passing but for some crazy reason we figured we’d get to see him again…we thought we would have time for another visit.

After hearing the sad news I figured I’d better let our children know. They had spent many hours in the Klenk house and I know that they will be feeling our pain. I texted Brennon and Branelle the details and the strangest thing happened. During my conversation with Brennon, we had decided to send the family a dish garden instead of flowers. I love these gardens because they last a lot longer than flowers…you have a living bouquet. Man Hunting ElkI went to suggest the arrangement and glanced down on my iPhone screen to proofread what I had typed before I hit send and instead of typing dish garden it corrected it to fish garden. I glanced down on my phone and realized that the d and f are side by side so that must have been a finger slip-up. Brennon and I both decided that our whole family would go in on the dish garden for their family. I was just ready to send Brennon another text when I stopped myself once more. I had typed our daughter’s name Branelle in the text message and to my amazement me and elks  was in her name’s place. Okay, this is definitely not a typo, I thought, this is a divine connection. Marv was a fisherman and a hunter. He was getting his message through to me loud and clear. He was very much okay in this new heavenly realm and he was grateful—for him, heaven is truly an outdoor enthusiast’s dream.

Later in the day Trent and I headed into town to visit the family. I shared this texting incident with them; we all had a good laugh at how Marv had made his spirit known. I also know within the next weeks, months and years Marv will continue to connect with the people he has loved during his life here on earth. To those who loved him: He is only a whisper away, talk to him often.

I’m sure there are people that will read this and think it’s all just a coincidence, but I know better. My NDE two years ago taught me to think with my soul, not with what mankind might call common sense or logic. Nothing is common or logical in the afterlife and everything or anything is possible. When our souls have moved into the heavenly realm there are no boundaries. Love will keep us united for an eternity. We just have to open up our earthly minds and allow the souls that have departed stop by and visit.

Ask, listen and be watchful

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