- Here is some fun writing from Jess: I write with him all the time, we were everyday communicators in life and in his death, we’re still really close…
Subject: 6.13.09 Jess Stearn Au. Wr.
Well I am happy to be writing with you. We have written all along but not for the public of course. The magic happened when Bob Friedman recognized that you have always been on our team. The communicators of the “New World” whether we are dead or alive. We set ourselves to be allies and to assure words of value get spread in the ears of the holy and thoughtful.
I wasn’t always mindful when I was on the earth, I could be a buffoon, especially with women. It kept me strong in the work arena. You, Tara gain so much and will continue in knowledge and fine harmony with others. I was always in admiration of you in this way, the stepchildren, the followers, the town’s people, the revellers always in gentle comradery with you, you didn’t step on toes. I tried not to, I got less inclined to be happy as I aged.
I’ve analyzed many times why I felt the need to create chaos in my last years. I did it to hang on to those I loved and adored. And I hung on to my earthly possessions, which gave me great pleasure. Especially the beach house, as I know you are fond.
The best things I can convey to others about my death, it’s not as painful as I’d imagined it would be. It was simple at the time, something my body instinctively knew. Pain is really drab on earth, to be in distress physically is the worst. And most of everyone puts themselves through emotional torment, they believe others cause this pain. They only have that belief. If they stepped away and erased that person or events from their mind, they are then free of emotional pandering and abuse of the self.
As for physical agony, we all know that is the worst of human suffering. I wish you the readers to never suffer in any way. You ask if there is a way around it, there is, ask your guides and protectors to grant you safety. It never hurts to ask them to chaperon you from turmoil and excruciation.
When I was a mere boy as Jess Stearn (I’m still Jess Stearn by the way) I didn’t realize I would be a journalist or writer. I was a kid who daydreamed. I had brothers relatively gentle toward me and the women of my life lived away. This may be why I lived away from my first wife, not too sure about the act of marriage and togetherness. My grandmother raised us boys and I was grateful. I don’t get to see her much on this side of the veil. She continues with gypsies and doesn’t want to reincarnate or work for “humans” right now.
They are a traveling band of gypsies, I was with them in a previous life. Grandmother was our mother that life in Eastern Europe and marauders took it upon themselves to wipe us out. It was prejudice, no injustice had taken place. I heard many story’s and fortune-tellers in the gypsy life. I have always been attracted to both of these subjects. The previous incarnation theme was I’d been in the court of Kings and I needed exposure, to be wiser to the world and it’s foibles and fallables.
I needed to become more broadminded and understanding, as wars of religion have been around me for centuries. I am not interested in wars, I am drawn to workable solutions of dogma, religion and spiritual value. Many teachings are words among scholarly thinking and arbitration. Today you are in an evermore state of heartfelt spirituality. Dogma sits at a wayside and is still practiced, although questioned much more. I am not to bring you dogmatic ideas but rather to principals of widespread sensible thought. Your mind clears for the tasks of your days, your personal day is different than anyone’s day on the planet. See through your own experience and harbor memory. What creates the divine renewel of your mind and body, being of sound mind can create a good life. There will still be problems, but not as many as you think once you truly become in tune with yourself.
I will tell you many things I see here, and see for you and in your world. I’m aided the luxury of sight, sound and knowledge of one’s overview. We will begin again and again, as you do in your life and in your lives. This place I find myself and your world is our history.