It a was devastating loss for those of us who loved her and the lives she touched, and I wrote a poem of my thoughts in honor of her.

One of my metaphysical 'mentors' is Kathleen Tucci, and I had a reading scheduled. I made no mention of anything, but asked if she can communicate with the Other Side that would be great.

She said there was a male energy and a female energy coming through.

The male was my Dad who is an amazing soul, and always wows us in Spirit as he did in life.

Ms. Tucci said the female was 'brand new' and had passed from cancer. A poodle was with her. Touche was her poodle from our litter and he would be the animal chomping at the bit to be there!

She was brought to this earth to teach people bravery and to help the medical profession with some documentation of her disease - she had a very rare form of cancer and did medical trials.

Then Ms. Tucci said - she's telling me of her crossing over! Amazing!

The first color she is describing is surrounded by a swirling vibrant iridescent pink - which is spiritual love. Then she smells the scent of roses.

She lifts up, and sees people around her many deep - she was always surrounded by family and friends - She saw the power of prayer.

My cousin then describes she is being lifted up like on a floatation device - seeing the Light above her. She rolls over to see both directions at once - and looks at the Light - beautiful, prism-like glass sidewalk tunnel and proceeds to walk through it.

My Dad, her Dad, and another uncle were among the greeting committee and the poodle too!

She says there is no pain! That she feels brand new - and that's what she is - as God made her.

Although she loves us, she wants us to know she's waiting for us -

No pain, just love and learning and Home.

Whether you believe or not, I wanted to write this amazing experience Ms. Tucci relayed to me. I have no doubt in my heart that my Dad and my cousin came through and the crossing was as amazing as it sounded.

I know my menagerie of animals as well as loved ones will be waiting for me one day. And she will be there saying wasn't that a glorious light show?

Cuz, I love ya.

ellen george