Thank You ~ A Sincere Word of Appreciation…
For the people who contributed so that iDigitalMedium can have the funds to incorporate as a non-profit – we say thank you.
I personally guarantee that your trust in us was not misplaced, as we will show in the remainder of this year and beyond. We’re working stiffs – just like you, and we are proud to partner up with you for the greatest challenge of our age.
A total of $875 was raised from all sources (online and offline). The reason the fundraiser shows a goal of $380 is because a few donors had given prior to the creation of the GoFundMe.
This fundraiser was a success – thanks to YOU! Did you know the cost of just filing with the IRS alone as a non-profit is $400? And when GoFundMe takes their 8% fee we’ll likely have just enough to get started out on the right foot with the rest of the official filings.
And for that, we thank you. Stay tuned as we revamp the website to be exactly what you – “The People” have you demonstrated you want it to be:
A place that will make it EASY to find information regarding life after death, a team that will SEEK this information out, as well as SAVE it for our children and our children’s children.
Keith, and The iDigitalMedium Team
“To live intuitively is to live in freedom.
My definition of freedom is to live without fear. Most of the fear we have is created by the thoughts in our mind, we worry over decisions we have to make and the people we care for. But when you learn how to trust your intuition, you know that there are multiple ways we know what we know, and the thoughts in our head are trying to keep the physical body safe, and therefore it’s always looking for problems!
But did you know you have more than one brain!
Embedded in the lining of the intestines, is the enteric nervous system, with hundreds of millions of neurones one-thousandth the number in your brain. Gut neurones communicate with the brain through the vagus nerve, which runs from the base of the brain to the chest and abdomen. This ‘gut reaction’ happened to protect us from danger. Using the gut, we could sense predators before we saw them with our own eyes. The clearest connection between the gut and the mind is how we experience anxiety and stress. A gut instinct is when we have a reaction to something we may find fearful. Making decisions through this form of intuition means that we make choices out of fear or defence.
There are, in fact, two forms of intuition as I write about in my book ‘You DO Know learning to act on intuition instantly’. The second form of intuitive knowing is often discounted because it has no words. It is rooted in emotion. For example, when we have an excited, expansive feeling and we simply know, we may not understand why we know, we just know. This second intuition centre comes from your heart. The heart has its own independent nervous system. Like the gut, there are at least forty thousand neurones (nerve cells) in the heart. This is as many as are found in various subcortical centres of the brain.
Following this heart lead intuition can lead to remarkable life changes, as your decisions become about the expansion of who you are rather than limiting yourself to avoiding pain or fearful situations. On a personal level of using heart-based intuition means you can make quicker decisions about what is right for you, which also means less stress. It also means that you can open your heart more widely to people as you know who you can trust, making it the intuition to follow for love.
Next time you hear ‘follow your gut’ you will understand it’s not a brainless act after all.
Becky Walsh, Author, Speaker, Radio Host and Life Change Catalyst
Becky Walsh is one of the world’s leading authorities on self-belief and intuition.
She has hosted her own award winning radio show on LBC 97.3 UK and presents on Hay House radio. Becky is often delivering comment and analysis in the media worldwide and is a blogger for the Huffington Post and Psychologies magazine. Becky is an excellent speaker and has given an address at ‘I Can Do It’ Seminar London. Her private practice for breakthrough’s by phone or in person in Bristol and London.
Becky is a Hay House author of ‘You DO Know – Learning to act on intuition instantly’ as well as four more published books. Becky has an online course ‘Get clear on you book idea’ for budding world changes. Becky’s teaching also effortlessly blends her unique humour with ground-breaking, smack-on-the-forehead insights that put YOU in the driving seat of your life.
Note: Becky’s article was printed as she wrote it. However, the article had several significant errors of spelling/punctuation, and they were corrected.
I shall feature another organisation dedicated to this connection in another post.
I have found a fantastic site that is doing an incredible job in bringing spirit into the open and making information freely available for all. The mission of this organisation is to: Advance Knowledge of Life After Death, Research & Development of Communication with Spirit, Preserve History, Provide Inspiration, Promote Teamwork, and Build a Network. The organisation is IDigitalMedium and can be found on this link: https://idigitalmedium.com/
As a grieving mother, I have spent thousands of dollars attempting to get “messages” from my daughter, and there was more than one person happy to relieve me of my money especially those early dark days of mad grief. At IDigitalMedium there is just so much information for free I just had to share, and I wished I had known about earlier. One page that I am like a kid in the lolly shop is the books page. Amazing people have put up books that are helpful, many have led to books that are free, so many aspects of spirit life I still have not got to the bottom of the first list. Here is a link to that page: https://idigitalmedium.com/books/
However the next close second oh okay, sometimes I go here first is the page of websites. On this page is a list of websites all with some link to the spirit in some way. Some are historical, some are about research happening now, some help us to help ourselves to begin our communication with our children, research from yesterday. Honestly a plethora of information I cannot begin to tell you how much there is. The link to that page is here: https://idigitalmedium.com/websites/
IDigitalMedium has a project happening at the moment that I will tell you about. They are coordinating a global thank you effort for Mr Bacci. I first heard of and watched Mr Bacci when I began looking at how to communicate with spirit. Mr Bacci is now an elderly man and no longer is working due to ill health, but for decades and decades from a humble, simple room filled with grieving people he would tweak his old valve radio and bring through the voices of spirit. In all that time he did not charge. He has been studied, watched by researchers and cynics, and no one can claim any issue with what he does. He is truly a pioneer. How many times do you mean to say thanks to someone but put it off and say oh I will do it next time I see her, or want to say something but that time never comes. This is an opportunity to thank a man who has been selfless in his service to grieving people, and I was proud and privileged to be able to participate because he showed to me that it can be done. Details of Mr Bacci and his work and some films can be found here: https://idigitalmedium.com/
Roberta Grimes is a lady who has spent decades studying the afterlife and the massive amount of evidence that we now have for the continuation of life after death which has been at our disposal over the past 200 years. She shares what she has learnt in two of her books which I have recently read.
The books are the Fun of Dying (2010) and the Fun of Staying in Touch (2014). These two books form part of a trilogy that Roberta has written that explains in simple easy to understand terminology just what happens when we transition and about God, reality, and the meaning and purpose of life on earth.
In the Fun of Staying in Touch, she outlines the many ways that one can communicate with those who have transitioned and it also includes a study guide and a very comprehensive list of resources.
Roberta is a business attorney who has written quite a few books including a book called Liberating Jesus.
Her books are easy to read. If you have ever wondered what happens after death and how you may live today with your eternal life in mind, these are two great introductory books.
The following is taken from her blog, “Roberta has been a guest on hundreds of radio programs. She hosts her own live show called Seek Reality on the BBM Global Network, and podcasts of previous Seek Reality shows dating back to 2013 are available for free on WebTalkRadio.net and on iTunes, where her archive has had hundreds of thousands of downloads. Roberta’s shows and podcasts feature interesting and sometimes controversial topics and guests. Their purpose is to help you develop an understanding of what actually is going on.”
Her blog is at http://robertagrimes.com
Most of us believe there is something more to our four score years and ten. But what? If you have ever wondered, what is next, then you may find yourself on an exciting journey with Roberta.
If you wish to find out a little more without resorting to the academic treatises, then check this lady’s books out. I purchased my copies from The Book Depository as I have no local bookstore, but I am sure they would be readily available at your local bookstore or library.
With thanks to Sharon Cummings for adding her exquisite artwork to words that are timeless.
Becoming a Better Person with thanks to Madisyn Taylor
As I sit here on the fourth anniversary of your death my darling little girl, I look dispassionately upon myself, the shattered prism of me. I, as if occupying an outer body person look at this stranger who on the one hand can sit and write so unemotionally yet who also contains a part body that can blink to enable it to see the person reduced to tears bereft of all emotion but utter desolation. Blink again to see the strong person many others perceive, flash again to see the scared and frightened rabbit person peering in fear of the world from her burrow and I wonder will me ever come back again and do I even know who I am anymore. Each part of the prism itself shattered in sharp shards upon the floor of earth.
Four years ago almost to the hour as I held your beautiful self, trapped in a frail body ravaged by twelve months of chemotherapy and radiation and unspeakable tortures and pain, I did not know how my world would be forever changed and distorted beyond measure. I am, at this time outwardly showing a small window of my pain and inwardly screaming the primal scream of the mother who realises that she will no longer see you again as her vibrant, loving child. A mother utterly defeated by an enemy she cannot fight. A force that no matter how much love there is, it cannot stop the final closing of your eyes, the shallow breaths, and the eventual barely perceptible release of your body from its earthly shell held so tightly in a frightened despairing mother’s arms releasing you to what and where she does not know. The final act of torture that began in her mind a few hours ago when the doctors declare their inability to do any more for you, for us.
A part of me can look back now with pride, watching our respective strengths in the face of the inevitable. Watching you tidying up your fifteen short years upon this earth writing thank you letters to all the staff thanking them for trying so hard to save you. A letter for me to open later. I watch you and I struggling to understand what is happening but at the same instant knowing that it is merely a matter of time before we begin that final journey that we will do together as mother and daughter. I cannot go back to some of those hours locked behind steel doors that no one but you and I can see today, the trauma now held in the grip of my inner recesses of my mind. I think of the horror I see in your sweet face when I ask you if there is anything you wish me to give your friends and your reply a maturity beyond your years, “Oh no, mummy, people judge their worth by what they are given.” On the one hand, I hear that natural expression of yours “mummy” and the part of you that has never changed my little girl, and on the contrary, I listen to the words so wise that trip from your lips. I see you write down for your professor to read how “sorry you are that you cannot give him the gift of saving your life”. I take an opportunity to go out of your room, to gather my strength only to see the devastating effect your impending death has on those who have been so much a presence in our lives. The professor you adore, in his private world and tears, the doctors, the nurses all so evidently aware that the curtain of earthly life is soon to close. I can no longer dwell upon that last hours scene for the risk that I will be propelled into a state in which others will take control of me.
I am alone now, more than I ever have been in my life physically, mentally and emotionally and even now cannot let myself go for fear that I will lose me altogether and begin the walk of the living dead. I turn on the “coping me” that part of me I use, to get through many days and nights and that I now use to complete this writing. I will shut tight again the doors that hold the trauma of that time, again close them to remain known only to myself and you. I live in fear that I will slip again into that state of catatonia that rendered me incapable that first month after you died. That state that stopped me from being able to bury you for many, many weeks. That state that I snapped out of by rude, unkind people demanding to know when I was “going to lay you to rest.” The said and unsaid pressure for me to “get on with life”, the cruel taunt that life goes on without you.
Four years later I can say that I have plumbed the depths of utter desolation and flirted with my death. Pills piled in front of me, not once but several times I try, but I am not to have that natural release despite my strenuous attempts. No one knows how many times I have tried and not succeeded how frustrated and painful life is for me. How many times I have lain for days in pill-induced sleep another attempt thwarted by forces unknown for I am sure each time I have taken enough to send me on my way.
You asked me once, a long time ago what I thought happens to us when we die. The depth of my reply shows how little I had thought about it. I had not thought of it at all really, except as I said,” I would like to think that there are more than three score years and ten.” I came from a dysfunctional family who warred over religion. I, in turn, looked the other way when it came to religion and spirituality and lumped that part of other people’s life into a box. I was not interested in pursuing it until I had to, if ever had to, being so sure in my thinking that it was a moot point. Mindful only that I had you so late in life that I had to make sure only that you be prepared to live without me.
Sometime in the past four years and I can honestly say I do not know when my mother’s instincts again kicked in. I became desperate to find out where you were, were you safe and was there something I was not doing that was thwarting your attempts to keep your end of the bargain that we had made. The promise that we had made to each other on that last day that “if there were a way to communicate we would find it.” Instinctively we must have known that there was more ‘to life’ than this to make this pact with each other. I see that now so clearly. I see also so clearly how my lack of knowledge and grief was holding up our path.
I remember that it was an aha moment at the time, but when that moment happened remains a mystery of the past four years. One operates on automatic, in a somewhat fog of daily living as I am sure you the reader can imagine that envelops the parent who has to bury their child. A state that makes them a walking, seemingly okay shell.
But yes, it was an aha moment that there is a difference between religion and spirituality. I had spent my time since you left reading, studying all I could, about death, life, the religions of the world, the worlds of spirit, the world not known to me at the time you left and it was a significant point at which I changed in my grieving. No longer was I wallowing in my pain, rocking at the mercy of emotions. Pulling myself each time from the depths of what I cannot describe in words but which another parent who buries their child would know. Slowly no longer did I feel helpless without hope.
I have learnt that the religions of the world to help in spiritual matters are weak support for any but those who do not seek proof, those who are content, to follow without question. I know I have tested their representatives and words to the extreme as indeed I have tested many “schools of thought”.
I have learnt that there is no easy way for a grieving mother to have answered that very, very basic need of hers to know where her child was in a definitive manner. I also know it should not be like this. In general terms, death is to be feared, seen as final, just as I thought four years ago when I held you, my daughter in my arms. I very nearly lost my mind and close to losing my life because I did not have what every person should know without question that death is not the end.
Our common usage words departed, deceased, and dead have a common connotation of The End. We really should be the using the most accurate terms such as graduate, transition, and cross over.
I have found that there is life after bodily death. I have proved beyond doubt that I can communicate with my beautiful daughter and that there are ways that other parents and families can do the same with their beloved children. I have found solid, irrefutable evidence that we do live after death that we do not lay in some cold place waiting to be “called.” I have learned that there is proof out there and available if you need it. I have also learned how hard it is to find for someone in my position. I believe it should not be so, so hard, so very hard for grieving people to find some peace. I think it should be common knowledge and accepted that there is more that we can do between the worlds.
I believe that if you and I my darling can show just one other person the path then our pain and trauma will have been worth it. To give a gift of peace to another mother or father that yes your child does live on and “is with you more than you can ever realise and this is how you can communicate” would be a gift worth giving indeed.
Well, what an exciting few weeks I have had. No doubt if you have children in the higher school years conversation may turn as it did for Emma and myself as to what or how is the gap year to be spent. You see Emma was a brilliant scholar and was top of her class more times than not and so it was a given by her and myself that University would figure in the plans. One plan though was firm. The Gap year. Sadly Emma never got to her “Gap Year” passing as she did at 15. But her mother did.
So what were our plans together for the Gap Year. I would be taking a year off work, and together we planned to volunteer at projects around the world. One of the attributes that made Emma different from her peers was her mind and heart. We had already travelled to India together, and we were constant travellers of our country. But to Emma, this was a way to give back before settling down to a 4-6 years study program and something she wanted to share with her mum.
Although I did not quite make the right year, grieving tends to take over one’s life and has a course of its own, but I have completed a project that I am sure she is mega pleased her her mum did it.
This year is the year of the monkey; I was born in the year of the monkey, so what could be more fitting than to volunteer in a monkey (primate) project. So that is what I did. With the help of an organisation called GoEco who arranged the volunteer placement for me, along with so many other details that accompany such a journey I set off to the far regions of Thailand to volunteer in a primate sanctuary that is primarily home to Gibbons but also has monkeys.
I spent the first week of the three as a cultural week where I learnt about Thailand, history, culture, food, beliefs and general life. I was even a special guest at a long boat/dragon boat races. This honour came with some serious responsibility. I was required to dress in traditional Thai garments and dance with a group of very experienced Thai dancers. I confess I stumbled my way through a nationally televised version of a Thai dance. What an experience! I would never have foreseen me, a shy 60-year-old woman step out and dance in front of so many people. But that is the beauty of travel one gets the chance to do things that are out of the norm and experience life through others eyes.
Deep down I know somewhere in spirit my Emma was also dancing.
Here is a documentary on Orbs.. .. “The Veil is Lifting”
This documentary is a beautiful explanation of orbs and includes some of the early modern day pioneers who wrote upon the subject and whose works are classics in the field and which I shall reference below as I have read and recommend them thoroughly. Miceal Ledwith and Klaus and Gundi Heinemann added a great deal to our modern day knowledge on the subject.
Several others are interviewed in this documentary and they go into depth about the ramifications of the phenomena.
We live in extraordinary times with access to much more information than ever, about more subjects, in more depth than ever but in so many areas we seem to have lost our way. I leave you with a teaser I wonder how many of you will see what I am very sure is the appearance albeit briefly of an orb flashing through the screen. It happens in two places, enjoy this documentary with it’s very thought provoking contribution.
The Orb Project Miceal Ledwith & Klaus Heinemann Atria Paperbacks
Orbs: Their Mission and Messages of Hope Klaus & Gundi Heinemann
two other excellent books are:
Orbs and Beyond Hall & Pickering ISBN 9781780993829
Beyond Photography Hall & Pickering ISBN 9781905047901
a further source for reading and investigating I would recommend
Sandra Underwood Orbs, Lightwaves and Cosmic Consciousness