Story One

My friend, Kelly

My friend, Kelly, left her physical body in 2023 after a nine year dance with a rare cancer that tested her, at times exhausted her, yet it always propelled her forward.   

Kelly made brave and extremely difficult decisions, especially in her final years with every breath she took.  Literally. 

I remember receiving texts in the morning after she had spent the entire night willing her lungs to work.  I don’t know how she kept going. 

When I asked her if she wished the laws where she lived provided for the right to die, she paused and said,

“I don’t know if I would do it but I want the right to have that choice.” 

Somerset, England

She knew that having this choice would have given her comfort,  the comfort to know that she had the power to make the decision of when and how she would die, and to make it consciously.  

I understood why she wanted this choice.  I would want it too. 

Instead of having this choice, she had to have more surgeries just to ease her pain. They were no longer the surgeries that carried the previous hope that they could save her life. But Kelly embraced these surgeries to give others with her disease hope by seeing that the markers for each tumor were sent on to researchers studying the rare cancer with which she was dancing. 

Kelly had the most amazing group of friends, some involved directly with the medical profession doing physical research on tissue samples from her tumors. She had other friends and family who were absolutely masterful at researching all possible developments for treating her cancer. Enormous efforts were made to collect and deliver tissue samples from her cancer to those studying the disease in far corners of the world.  And by her side at every surgery and recovery was her oldest and dearest childhood friend.  There were so many loving people who helped her, and cared for her in endless ways.  I believe she chose to manifest all of it.

Was her long process toward her physical death painful?  Yes it was, as her body was deeply challenged. 

Was this journey also abundant and rich full of gifts beyond measure? 

Kelly said: “Yes, indeed it was”. 

Kelly was my friend and part of what feels to be my soul family.  We knew each other this life time for over 44 years.  We met when we were both 18 but our friendship really took off in our early twenties after we both ended up in the same big city pursuing similar dreams.  

For all the things we shared, and all the things we had in common, what we both did best together was laugh. It’s the type of laugh where you can’t stop and that alone makes you laugh all the harder.

I have lots of memories and photos of us laughing. The vibration of laughter for me equals joy.  The beautiful high vibration of this type of joy opens my heart to Kelly and then I can really feel and hear her energy. I’ll have more to say on all of this in future writings. 

Kelly knew of my life long passion to help people normalize the conversation around death and dying. She always encouraged and supported me as I searched for ways to show people how to communicate and grow from opening up to these topics and to not run away from them. 

Years before her death, Kelly and I made plans to connect after she physically died.  She knew I wanted help to find ways to practice and learn how to connect with her on what we call the “other side”.  We discussed where she would show up. 

For example, would she send symbols or insects to me?

We decided that deer, horses and eagles, while top contenders, put too much pressure on me needing to be outside to connect with her. And this made us both laugh. I suggested if she went with the insects, that she keep them more to the dragonfly and butterfly categories even though she loved frogs and geckos. In the end, we decided to leave it up to our higher selves to help us design the how.

I want people to feel more connected to their loved ones who are no longer in the physical.  I want all of us to feel empowered to trust ourselves to be able to have and feel that connection on our own.  Knowing that we are multidimensional beings in a multidimensional universe, I am curious and somewhat anxious to see how this all evolves. 

Kelly is no longer in a physical body that I could once recognize when she would walk into a room.  She now shows up in my dreams, in my meditations and in the middle of something I may be chatting about to myself.

I hear her telepathically make funny remarks. Given that she comes to me now as opalescent energy, with on occasion a subtle “holographic” overlay that slightly resemblers her, I think the humor she brings in some of these moments are to teach me… “yes, it is me.”  

In another recent dream, she did something quite silly as to catch me off guard and cause me to laugh.  I am a very active lucid dreamer and I love waking up laughing from an experience in a dream.   

The message I often hear from Kelly seems to be …

“Di, don’t take things so seriously.  It’s all much more joy filled than you know.”

In this section, I plan to tell Kelly stories, both past and present.  As I remember more and more as to why she and I chose to have our earth friendship this life, I will share these stories.   

And as I continue to connect with Kelly now and moving forward, and it feels like the stories will help others… those stories will be here as well.