Book Launch in November Butterflies: Volume Two

On October 4th it will be one year since my first book, Volcanoes was launched. That launch was held in my hometown (city) of Melfort, Saskatchewan. A day doesn’t go by when I don’t give thanks for Dr. Eben Alexander and Karen Newell’s keynote address & meditation workshop in conjunction with my book launch. They answered one of mankind’s all-consuming questions, Do God and Heaven Exist? They also shared their wealth of knowledge in the field of near-death experiences (NDE) and mindfulness meditation.

From October up until this spring I worked diligently along with many other writers to complete and publish the second book, Butterflies, in the series. At the beginning of August, I received a Book Excellence Award for Volcanoes, the first book in the series, Volcanoes, Butterflies & Jesus. This was an honour and came as a bit of a surprise. There were close to 300 entries in the field of Death and Dying literature and the books that were judged came from all across North American and Europe. It was an absolute privilege to be named as a finalist.

I have also taken a leap of faith to have the first book republished through Balboa Press, which is a division of Hay House Publishing. I feel the audience that Balboa connects with, will help give my book, Volcanoes, an even larger voice in the self-help field and on the literary stage.

Butterflies Launches on November 1st and 2nd

I am now preparing for my second book, Butterflies, book launch. I have included all the information below in the hopes that you will join me for this pivotal event in Melfort. I met Maureen Pisani at the Chopra Center in San Diego during a Ten-Day Perfect Health retreat last December. Maureen’s presentation there set me on a journey of an even deeper self-discovery. Maureen is a wealth of knowledge that all can learn from. She is professional, sincere and has a sense of humour that lights up any room she enters. I was overjoyed when she agreed to come and help me with my launch. Her wisdom will touch all who decide to attend either or both events. I hope you will consider joining us Friday or Saturday. Or even better, notice the special pricing for when you purchase both tickets together. Let’s make this an event that’ll be remember for years to come.

FRIDAY, NOVEMBER 1: Keynote Address & Book Launch

7:30 PM – 10:00 PM

Hosted by: Shelley Zwingli, and featuring Hypnotherapist, Maureen Pisani

Kerry Vickar Centre: CJVR Performing Arts Theatre

Maureen Pisani is hosted by me, Shelley Zwingli. I’ll be launching my second book, Butterflies – Extraordinary Stories from Ordinary People in the series, Volcanoes, Butterflies & Jesus. This book shares stories from 17 people who have crossed paths with me in life. These people have shown true resilience as they faced extremely challenging events in their lives. We have much to learn from reading these narratives.

I’ve invited Maureen to give a presentation and workshop in the hope that people who may be coping with any of life’s overwhelming issues can find the power of resilience that lives within them. Maureen assures us that if we can change our minds, we can transform our lives.

Maureen is an author and motivational speaker who utilizes her experiences to highlight how each of us has hidden strengths within us. As a hypnotherapist, Maureen is at the Mastery Level in all 4 modalities – Hypnotherapy, Therapeutic Guided Imagery, Neuro-Linguistic Programming (NLP), and Reiki Energy work.  In addition, she is the only hypnotherapist who has been a director and instructor in two nationally accredited colleges and is also a trainer for NLP.  Because of her medical and scientific training and background, she is also the only hypnotherapist who is a co-author of a research paper issued by the Neuroscience Department at UCLA.  She is the resident hypnotherapist at the renowned Chopra Center in La Costa, San Diego County, CA.

Maureen has authored 9 books and produced more than 25 hypnotic CDs. She is the founder of Pro-Thrive Science-Based Hypnotherapy where she works with groups and individuals, in person or online, to help them go from just surviving to truly thriving.

SATURDAY, NOVEMBER 2: Achieving & Sustaining Resilience Workshop

9:00 AM – 1:00 PM

Led by: Maureen Pisani

Kerry Vickar Centre: CJVR Performing Arts Theatre

Message from Maureen:

Each of us has been tossed head first into a ‘valley’ of life, where our heart was ripped out from our chest, the earth was pulled from underneath us, we were betrayed by the one we trusted the most, or someone we loved had the unthinkable happen to them. We ended up in the darkest of dark places, where we either stayed because it was simply too hard to extricate ourselves from its depth; or in spite of all odds, we clawed our way out.

The definition of resilience is ‘the capacity to recover quickly from difficulties.’ Most of us have experienced life giving us its ‘1-2 punch’. Resilience, in my opinion, is the ability to claw our way out repeatedly, from whichever ‘valley’ we find ourselves in. Sustaining that level of resilience is the TRUE SUCCESS IN LIFE!

Maureen Pisani C.Ht., T.N.L.P., Motivational Speaker, Author & Hypnotherapist, will be leading the ‘Achieving & Sustaining Resilience Workshop’.  She will utilize the Emotional Freedom Technique (E.F.T.) and Hypnotherapy to walk us through the realizations of how bad those ‘valleys’ were, how much we have learned from them; how strong we truly are; and how capable we are to sustain this successful and triumphant style of living.

TICKET INFORMATION

FRIDAY, November 1: Keynote Address & Book Launch – $25.00

SATURDAY, November 2: Achieving & Sustaining Resilience Workshop – $25.00

OR Purchase BOTH for only – $39.00

Tickets are available at:

Modern Flare – 712 Main Street – Melfort

George Home Hardware – 312 Main Street – Melfort

             Melfort Spiffy Car Wash – 705 Saskatchewan Drive East

You can also purchase your tickets online at: 

https://butterflies-book-launch.eventbrite.com

***Books will be available for purchase at both events.***

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 Volume Two: Butterflies Arrives!

Volcanoes, Butterflies & Jesus – Volume Two: Butterflies

I am trilled to announce the delivery of my second book in the three Volume series, Volcanoes, Butterflies & Jesus. Volume Two: Butterflies has turned out better than I could have ever imagined. 

There are 17 extraordinary stories from other authors in Volume Two: Butterflies, and a few of my own short stories as well. All of these writers have opened up their personal lives to share with us an event that has somehow changed their life. I feel extremely fortunate to have these people share their stories in this book. The art of story telling is both healing for the writer and the reader. For the writer it surfaces and releases all kinds of memories and feelings through the writing process. For the reader, it can trigger emotions and possible suggestions on how to handle something difficult in their life. It also places the reader in another world for a short period of time and engages us all in empathy and tolerance for our neighbour. 

If you purchased Volume One: Volcanoes and enjoyed my story you will certainly savour this next book in the series. If you have not yet purchased my first book it’s not too late. Here is the link for purchasing both books online. If you live in Melfort you can also purchase the books today at Melfort Spiffy Car Wash and as of Thursday, July 18th you can purchase them at Modern Flare, Home Hardware and Birds of Paradise Florist and Pet Supplies. If you live in Saskatoon, McNally Robinson has both Volumes and if you are in the Greenwater Provincial Park area, the Greenwater Park Store has them for sale. 

I’d love some feedback once you’ve read either one or both. Enjoy the rest of the your summer and I wish you all many blessings.

Ask, Listen and be Watchful,

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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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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I reach under my pillow and find my rosary once more. I start to pray it again in silence. I know Trent needs some sleep, his work day is fast approaching and I have kept him awake for most of the night. I can’t tell him everything that’s happening to me. It’s not fair for me to expect him to understand it all. I don’t understand it. I don’t want to overwhelm him, even though I’m sure I already have. I lay here wondering if I’m going crazy, and just as quickly as that thought enters my mind the angels start to sing again. I now know that I’m not going crazy, this is all so beautiful and holy. I know it comes from our loving God. I’m just struggling with how is it’s possible for me to be in this physical world and also be experiencing the spiritual realm, all at the same time.

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Excerpt Post #5 – Volcanoes, Butterflies & Jesus – Shelley Zwingli

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Awake and fully aware

 

Hearing the heavenly choir has sent my physical mind into despair. At the same time my spiritual soul is connecting to a loving power that is trying to calm all my fears. In this very moment I am of sound mind and I’m consciously aware of all my surroundings. I am fully awake. The only medication that I’ve been on for the past few days is an anti-biotic. I’m absolutely sure it doesn’t have these side effects. I’m physically alive but also experiencing the heavenly realm. The only way I can deal with this battle that is raging within me is to pray. I know that I must ask for help from God the Father, God the Son and God the Holy Spirit. I need to ask for God’s will to be done. I need to put my will aside. Whatever happens to me now is all a part of God’s divine plan for me.

The Nativity by Federigo Barocci

The Nativity – Federigo Barocci

I will also turn to our heavenly mother, the Queen of Heaven. Mary is the true mother of us all; she knows our pain. She watched her son Jesus, the Son and Savior of mankind, hang and die on the cross. What a heart break for a mother to witness. She is the purest of pure and God holds her in very high regard.  I will ask Mother Mary to intercede and pray for me as well. I will pray the rosary and plead for guidance and wisdom from our Heavenly Father. The Creator  had chosen Mary many years ago to deliver our Saviour to the world. God knew she was a faithful servant. I now need her prayers to help me through this struggle.

Trent and I are lying side by side in bed holding hands. We pray the rosary together. We pray for my healing and for me to be allowed to stay here on Earth a while longer. I’m extremely distraught and I know that Trent is very worried about what all has been taking place. When we finish the rosary he snuggles up to me and I try once again to settle down.

 

The waking visions start…

1:30 AM, Thursday, April 4, 2013

I glance at the clock it’s now 1:30 AM. I have been in bed for about three hours and have not been able to sleep. I’m still very worried about what will happen to my family if I should pass. We are all dying—every day we are one day closer to our earthly death. This reality doesn’t seem to bother us on a daily basis until an incident brings our mortality to the forefront.  I’m facing this reality right now; I can hardly deal with this certainty. How can I be here in this physical form and be hearing heavenly music?  This almost seems impossible.

Young Boy Vision

I try to sleep again and before I know what’s happening to me a vision enters my mind. This vision is much different than my NDE while in ICU at the Victoria Hospital. I was sleeping during my NDE; this new vision has appeared in my mind while I’m still awake.Blog - Young Boy (a) My eyes are closed but my mind has been opened to see a picture. It’s similar to a dream but much clearer, plus its happening while I’m fully awake. In my mind I’m being shown a picture of an eight to 10-year-old boy. He’s smiling a bright, beautiful smile. He has big eyes and chin length blonde curly hair. He is surrounded by friends in the picture. The focus is on him and this whole scene is in color. He looks familiar to me but I’m not sure who he is.

Once again I wake Trent and explain to him what has just happened. I feel horrible waking him but I’m becoming more and more distraught. I can’t seem to stop what’s happening to me. I’m an emotional wreck. I’m wondering when this unfathomable experience will end. I’m tired and wanting to sleep but every time I close my eyes and try to relax the spiritual realm makes another connection with me. I’m exhausted; almost running out of tears. Through all this turmoil Trent remains calm.

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Ask, Listen and be Watchful,

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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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Messages from Beyond – A Beautiful Confirmation – Part III

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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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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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