Departed Relatives


What is your relationship to departed friends and relatives?

Do you see them?

Do they talk to you?

Can you dream about them?  And do they tell you things that you need to know? Always wanted to find out?

Can you call on them and get advice, good advice, things that could help you along your life’s journey?

Or are you closed to the idea that the dead can still have a relationship with us?

You believe that once you’re dead, that’s it–you’re gone and buried.

It seems to me that once you have a closed-door attitude toward the dead, the dead obliges.  The departed won’t visit someone who is not receptive and accessible.  The departed won’t communicate valuable information to you because you don’t believe.

Do you believe?

For those of you who believe, let me know about your experiences with deceased relatives and friends and how they appear to you and how they still play an integral part in your life.

I want to know.

Freelance writer, poet, yogi and photographer from Santa Barbara, California. I write and take pictures about a variety of topics, from my early childhood in Philadelphia, to my years as a family therapist, and finally to my soul-searching years in California. The things that move me may have a humorous or serious content or both. Either way, I hope my poetry, pictures and stories resonate with you.

2 comments on “Departed Relatives

  1. Theresa Ruiz

    I believe that I will see those who have left again when I reach Home when God calls me there. They will all welcome me with open arms and filled to the brim with love and then overflowing. This is the Faith that I have and work on to maintain. I read daily from the Good Book and do my best to understand His Message in it. That’s why I believe to continue to have a relationship with everyone who has gone before me.

    I feel my Grandma Chata if I make an effort to fix a Mexican meal. I feel her especially when I’m around as many of my cousins as I can get in touch with. I see her in the Doves because they were her favorite.

    Often when I hear Mexican music or a see a movie involving them, I think about my Nina and Nino. I especially my Nino Manuel and the way he would greet us. It was first a handshake and then a warm hug. I remember the huge smile of my Tio Nash and his bubbly personality. I remember the teasing of my Tio Raymond, especially when I’m around my Grandma.

    I pray for all their souls and let them know that they are still remembered and loved. I’m ready yet to see them, but I know when my time on Earth is done, I will have my reward and be with them all.

  2. Beautiful images of your departed family members, Theresa. Well done.

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