On August 17, 2015, a week after Anne’s death, I concluded her diary. Since then, there have been many incidents which have seemed to me to suggest that her consciousness is still intact and her presence is continuing. In the journal entry I just did on Open Prayer, I said that I did not feel that I should start her diary again because the presence of the dead is such an open quesiton.
In the past 24 hours, I have changed my mind. Or rather, Anne has. She speaks to me so spontaneously and easily that I am going to just have to accept that its her. She says, for example, right now: "Tell everybody that I’m here. I’m right here. A lot of us are. A lot! But the body turns you toward the outside so you can’t have relationships with us. You forget us but we don’t forget you."
She wants this new diary to be about furthering the kind of communication that we have, so I will do my best to make it that. "Tell them to be quiet inside for as long as they can. that gives us a chance to be heard. Try not to make up versions of us. Don’t use your imagination. Here’s a test: if you forget something–a name, anything–ask your dead to remind you. If what you’ve forgotten comes right to mind, that’s a good test."
I have certainly come to rely on Anne to remind me of all sorts of things. She had a marvelous memory in this life and she still does! She says, "It’s even better now. You have no idea. Here, memories are things, colors and images woven into a living carpet that is the life you have lived."
"Don’t be afraid, especially those who are dying or near dying. You will come up out of your body into love. Remember put the burdens of life down! I am going to sign off now but I’ll be back when lazybones gets around to it. Ask me questions. You don’t need to tell Whitley. Tell me. I’ll answer the ones I hear."