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Touched By The Extraordinary

                                                                                              

I would venture a guess that there isn’t a person reading this blog who has not lost someone close to them. Wondering how many have had communication with those loved ones and are willing to acknowledge same without feeling as if they are hearing the music to The Twilight Zone playing in the background. Although most would not considered facing loss a blissfull experience; messages that they are safe and that they love you, can certainly be.

Intuitive Psychologist Susan Barbara Apollon has birthed a new book entitled Touched By The Extraordinary Book Two: Healing Stories Of Love, Loss & Hope. It is filled to overflowing with intimate descriptions written by those whose after-death encounters have brought them a sense of peace. Some were penned by Apollon, others by those she knows personally and professionally, including three others of my friends Natalie Kaye, John Harricharan and Dr. Beth DuPree. All are intelligent, credible professional people whose open hearts and minds allowed for verbal and symbolic messages to come through to them.

Some of my favorite sections of the book shine a light on intuition; trusting the inner guidance that we sometimes ignore, angels who are there awaiting our call for assistance and answered prayers, that sometimes come in unexpected ways.

Apollon’s personal style invites the reader into the lives of those who generously shared their anecdotes. Her work bridges the mainstream and the metaphysical and her therapeutic specialty is in service of those who have experienced trauma and loss. As a grateful breast cancer survivor, Apollon has faced death and emerged with a stronger sense of who she is and of her purpose in this lifetime.

In the 12 years since my husband’s death and 2 ½ years since my father’s passing, I have received many messages that could have their place in this book. Some have arrived in the form of dreams; quite vivid and colorful, others via verbal messages that show up in the quiet moments and still others through found objects, including an event that occurred two years after Michael’s transition. My son and I had been standing in the side yard with a landscaper neighbor. I was asking him about removing a few trees which had succumbed to a scorching drought. As he gazed upward at the no longer-evergreen tree, he reached in between the withered branches and pulled out an amazingly intact L.L. Bean sports watch that I had given to Michael many years earlier. I had asked my son Adam if he had put the watch there and with a bewildered look in his eyes, he shook his head. The watch had been quite a distance up the tree, too high for my 6 foot tall husband to have gotten it caught in the branches. It was not waterlogged or rusted as I would have imagined it to be had it been exposed to the elements. It showed up a day after my 42nd Birthday when I had asked for a message from Michael AND the time on the watch when it stopped was the same as time of death on 12/21/98.


Touched By The Extraordinary…offers the invitation to step beyond the ‘norm’ into a world in which loved ones remain a constant in our lives; a loving presence even in the absence of the physical.


www.touchedbytheextraordinary.com



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