Going Home

gravestoneAS A CHILD when we drove past a cemetery, I would often comment, “Most of my friends are dead, you know.”

I’m fairly certain that the first time I said that my parents must have freaked out. But what I remember most, is me making the remark and them rolling their eyes before glancing at each other with that Oh-well-it’s-just-Tricia-being-Tricia looks.

Years later when I said something similar while driving with my then boyfriend (now spouse), he simply looked at me and replied, “So, did you want to stop and say ‘Hello’?”

I swear that just made me love him more (and maybe that explains why we’ve been together nearly 40 years…he gets me).

hauntingThe point though, is that even as a child I understood that death wasn’t something scary or forever. Death was (and is) just another state of being—albeit one we can’t easily relate to in our current state of being physical. However, if we remain quiet in our mind, emotions, and spirit, we can hear those who are no longer in physical form. We can hear them as they try to communicate with us using projected thoughts and memories, soft touches, vague ghostly images, or even symbols (pennies, objects moving, or long-lost objects suddenly appearing again).

They want us to understand that death isn’t a void or a vast darkness of nothingness. Dying is a transitioning to another state of being; a state of being at Home. Home…a place of loving acceptance and continued spiritual growth and enlightenment.

So, take a moment to sit and listen to the stillness surrounding you, and let the “voices” of those you love but who are no longer physical tell you that they are fine, and everything is all right.



And read my book “Escorting the Dead” to get a glimpse of the afterlife from someone who was there, and someone who helps others make that transition as smoothly as possible.


About TA Sullivan

An author, writer, photographer, and fellow life traveler who offers her wit, wisdom, and stories with others who share her path, if even for a moment.
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