Excerpt #14 – Volcanoes, Butterflies & Jesus – Shelley Zwingli

(Continued from Excerpt #13)

A Butterfly Vision

Branelle and I hash over the details of my last vision. We both are still puzzled with this whole ordeal. I ask her if she feels up to me describing another vision, she agrees. I close my eyes once more and the black canvas in front of me starts to come to life. This time all the little sparkly white dots slowly form and old weathered wooden deck. This deck immediately reminds me of the deck we have down by the water at the lake. It too is a deck that is unfinished and is weathered from the elements. This vision is in black and white, similar to the horse vision. A little butterfly slowly enters the scene. It has a small body and delicate wings and is doing a slow dance just above the weathered deck surface. It lands on the deck and remains there for some time.

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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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Excerpt #11 – Volcanoes, Butterflies & Jesus – Shelley Zwingli

(Continued from Excerpt #10)

6:10 am – April 4, 2013

I’m finding it difficult to sit in one spot for any length of time. My body feels very unsettled and on high alert. I’m noticing the sounds in the house are amplified. The sound of the compressor cutting in on the fridge has startled me, and it sounds much louder than before. I glance out my dining room window to the east. The sky brightens up and a new day is cresting on the horizon. As the sun slowly rises over the field, the colors of the sunrise turn into an artful masterpiece.

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Excerpt #10 – Volcanoes, Butterflies & Jesus – Shelley Zwingli

(continued from Excerpt #9)

Lessons Learned

I’m feeling that I have just had another lesson taught to me, one that I needed to witness. I belong to the loving Creator and I know that I’m on the right side of life, the good side. Before my NDE experience I really didn’t think that hell could exist. I now know differently. Though 99.9 percent of this entire experience has been good and has come from the heavenly realm, the other .1 percent has been a definite eye opener. Don’t be foolish–hell does exist for those who refuse to accept Gods existence, and who mortally sin and don’t turn to our loving Maker for absolution. I will never question the reality of hell again.

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The Father – On Earth or Above

The Father – The Son – The Holy Spirit

 

In Christian teachings the Father is the first person of the Trinity and the Divine Creator. I realize that there are many other spiritual teachings on this planet that look at the Creator with a non-gender attachment. I am very empathetic to these beliefs as well. We are all in this world to bring forth love and light;  just because I was raised as a Christian doesn’t mean I have the right to judge other religious ideologies. Through the eyes of the Creator our life path and religious beliefs are subject to the family we were born into. There is no right or wrong with any spiritual teaching that has unconditional love and forgiveness at it’s foundation. We have been born into this life for our soul’s growth. We are here to be of service to one another no matter what beliefs we call our own.

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Excerpt Post #8 – Volcanoes, Butterflies & Jesus – Shelley Zwingli

(Continued from Excerpt #7)

I have never been so sad and felt so alone. I’m very thankful to have Trent and Branelle helping me through this ordeal but unfortunately they really don’t know what all has been taking place in my body, mind and soul. The truth is, I’m worried that if I share too much information with them they will give up on me. I keep praying for their understanding and wisdom. I need their support and help more than ever.

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Reiki – Physical and Spiritual Healing

April 25, 2014 – Exactly One Year Since Dad’s Passing

 

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Darlene Sopyc – Simple Touch

People come into our lives for a reason, season or lifetime. I met Darlene Sopyc through my auntie, Darlene Garchinski, shortly after my father passed away. My aunt had a Reiki treatment with Darlene during which my Dad’s spirit came through and gave Darlene the therapist a spiritual message. My aunt was to forward the message on to my mother. The message was this: My father’s voice would come through music and he would also leave dimes as a sign his spirit was visiting my mother. He also said he’ll be watching over her.

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Spiritually Woven – The Pink Notebook

The timing of events in our lives couldn’t be woven more perfectly. We fall into each other’s lives at the exact moment we are required to; there are no mistakes when we allow the universe to take charge. This perfect timing is set in motion once we send a request out to the universe, and at that time we may not have even realized that we’ve made a request for help. What I’ve come to recognize, however, is the universe knows us better than we know ourselves. The universe knows our true soul’s desire and it acts on our appeal.

Blog - Woven PictureMy perfect weaving started from the moment of my conception, and throughout every stage of my life, the right people have entered the scene. It is only in the past couple of years that I’ve figured out just how perfectly intertwined our lives are with one another. I have also learned to let go and allow the Divine to take charge of the wheel, thereby allowing people that have been placed on my path to add extreme value to my journey. When we embrace our life path and place our controlling ego aside, we give the universe the permission to guide us into unfathomable spiritual growth.

Immediately after my near death experience (NDE), I surrendered to controlling my life. The NDE awoke in me the trusting quality that is required to fully let go and believe in a loving Creator that only wants the best for me and all of creation. I also started noticing all the little things in life were truly the big things in life. I started paying very close attention to signs from above, signs that I generally would of sloughed off as just a coincidence.

Over time, I’ve learned that there are numerous ways the Creator is able to gain our attention. Some of these include repetitive numbers, words in a song, smells, thoughts that won’t go away, people that we keep running into, feathers on our path, and coins in very odd places. I consider these coincidences as ways the universe knocks on our door.

Meaningful connections

One so called repetitive incident for me started with my good friend, Arlene Shields. In the summer of 2013, I had shared my NDE with Arlene and she immediately knew of an editor/publisher that could help me share my story. Arlene repeatedly mentioned Suzanne’s name to me over a course of about six months, and would not let me rest until she knew I had booked and appointment with her. Arlene was definitely instrumental in guiding me to my editor/publisher, Suzanne Paschall, and ultimately the conduit for the direction I needed to take to help create my writing skills. At the time I had no idea how much of an impact Suzanne would have in my life. The surprise for both Suzanne and I was that we actually needed each other at that exact time in our lives. Arlene helped ignite a fire in each of us.

In the fall of 2013, upon meeting Suzanne, I realized that she was the only person that I could fully trust with my NDE story. We made an instant connection, and I shared all kinds of details of my life with her and she reciprocated. Suzanne had told me that she had just starting working with a nun by the name of Sister Val Leibel who was writing a book which had Suzanne rethinking her take on God. The name “Sister Val” immediately had me sitting up in my chair. We had a Sister by the name of “Val” in Melfort many years ago. Suzanne confirmed that this was the same woman. Was this another coincidence? I think NOT!

I was the second person to enter Suzanne’s life in a matter of a few months, and I also was bringing God and our spirituality to the forefront. These two little coincidences (Sister Val and myself) were a sign for Suzanne to open up to the possibility that God didn’t just reside in church, and that being upset with God over a man-made church doctrine was not going to help her move forward.

The Creator that I gave control to is all loving and forgiving. Mankind tends to make all kinds of rules and regulations. Many of these laws are not of God and in turn it becomes very easy for us to judge each other because of these man-made rules.  In effect, it is as if we have taken the role of playing God, whom we are not, when we really should be focusing on our own personal connectedness with the Divine.

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Our Creator is a loving maker that is trying to bring Suzanne back underneath the proverbial wing.  She had been asking for help and within the next couple years her loving Maker would show her the true meaning of her existence. One must only ask for help and it shall be granted.

With the universe in total control of Suzanne’s request, Sister Val, Arlene and myself have all aided her into a new chapter of life. She has embarked on a writing journey that is far overdue. She has been an instrument in many authors’ success and now it is her turn. Suzanne is putting her knowledge of writing and editing to use for her own soul’s growth. She has learned that life isn’t only about serving others; it must also be about helping herself.

Please check out my dear friend Suzanne’s new site, The Pink Notebook Project. She is taking “asking the universe” to a much greater level, and following her blog will most definitely warm your heart and help your soul soar.

Ask, Listen and be Watchful,

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Excerpt Post #2 : Volcanoes, Butterflies & Jesus – Shelley Zwingli

Excerpt Post #2 : Volcanoes, Butterflies & Jesus – Shelley Zwingli

(Continued from Excerpt Post #1)

7:15 PM, Wednesday, April 3, 2013, Zwingli Farm, Melfort, Saskatchewan

I enter the house on the lower level and Trent greets me at the base of the first set of stairs in the basement. He gives me a warm kiss and hug. I share with him my concerns; he knows that I’m not the same person I was before my surgery. My whole being has shifted. I’m very worried about my future:  Will I still be here tomorrow, or will I be in heaven?

Once again I share with Trent how my spirit left my body. My crossing over into heaven was an incredibly beautiful event. I wouldn’t trade what I have seen for anything on this planet. Trent and I hold each other and cry together. We realize just how fast our lives can change. I’m so thankful for his understanding. Many men would have thought I’d lost my mind, but Trent knows me better than that. Through the tears and the soft tone in my voice he knows my heavenly trip was exactly as I describe it, a life altering encounter with our loving Creator.

Back home, but not like it was before

Trent and I are a couple with similar spiritual beliefs and we know that trust is the foundation of our relationship. We are certain of each other’s credibility beyond a shadow of a doubt. He knows that I’m an honest person, and what I have experienced is as real as him standing right in front of me. I will always see him as trustworthy and rational. He knows to never doubt me in a critical situation, as I will only speak the truth.

Trent and I make our way upstairs to the kitchen. Earlier that day Branelle had made a fresh pot of homemade chicken soup. The three of us sit down in the dining room and enjoy our meal together. Nothing beats homemade cooking when you’re sick, and no one can make a pot of soup like our daughter Branelle. This is exactly what I have been craving for the last couple days.

It feels great to be back home. The three of us visit for a while after supper but as we discuss the weekly events both in and out of the hospital. I’m finding it very difficult to stay focused on the conversation. My mind keeps taking me back to what I had witnessed just a few hours ago. I’m finding it very hard to concentrate on anything other than that divine experience.

I keep pulling my thoughts back to their dialogue but I just can’t seem to hold my attention firmly on their discussion. I have never been so agitated in my life. I keep wondering, how long will this sensation last? It’s incredibly challenging to act normal when deep down inside I know that I’m teetering between life and death.

I get up from the dining table and ask Branelle if she would stay in the bathroom with me while I take a shower. I really don’t need any assistance once I’m in the shower but I don’t feel comfortable being in the bathroom by myself.  In the course of the past week I have lost 12 pounds, I’m very weak and worried that I could slip and fall in the shower. I would love to have a bath but that to presents a problem; there is no way that I could get myself in and out of the tub without the help of a couple of people.  The shower seems like the safest bet. I will feel safe knowing Branelle is right there, just in case I need her.

I’m still noticing that something has shifted in my physical and spiritual realm. It’s as though an awareness and clarity has opened up my vision to see physical objects totally different.  My physical body is looking and feeling very mortal. I visually see the brokenness in my physical self. It’s as if I’m looking at my body for the first time and really noticing every detail that it holds with extreme definition.  I have never noticed all the wrinkles on my hands before; my hands look very leathery and old. I’m shocked at how dark my freckles seem to be, they are jumping right out at me. I’m sure they’ve never looked like this in the past. Visibly to me my body has aged about 30 years in the past seven days.  I feel as if I’m standing outside my body and that a part of my being has become a bystander. At this very moment I’m realizing my spiritual consciousness has been opened. My perception of the physical world has been altered and I’m not sure how to return to my normal state of reality.

This is a very beautiful awareness that I’m experiencing, but because it’s so far away from the normal state of consciousness it’s also extremely frightening. I keep hoping and praying that this will all settle down soon.

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Ask, Listen and be Watchful

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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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