The Power of Energy

Last night a few friends and I went to a seminar led by a medium. Before you roll your eyes and stop reading, let me tell you a bit about the journey that led me to the outing.

First, I will tell you up front I do not practice any particular religion but I do consider myself spiritual. I believe there are many things that science can not explain, and while I don’t presume to understand what they are, I accept they do exist. I practice yoga and I believe the human mind is capable of amazing things. Second, I’m very skeptical of any one individuals ability to talk to dead people, or to do other energy based practices like heal with their hands or read the future. So it was with low expectations but sincere curiosity that I said yes when my friend, almost reluctantly asked, “Would you like to go to a strange class Friday night?”

Held in a small bookstore in Braintree about 20 people joined Suzane Northrop

for 90 minutes of discussion. The first 15 minutes was a bit discouraging as she told us about her amusing, but not particularly insightful, troubles travelling through Massachusetts on Rt. 93. Then she talked about how she receives, I should say how she believes we all receive, messages from those without physical bodies.

Towards the end she passed along a message from one audience members husband, another from a brother who recently passed, and a long time gone Mother still wanting to give out advice.

Was Suzanne really talking to dead people, or were the folks in the room somehow projecting to her what they needed to hear? I can’t tell you with certainty. But what I can tell you is there was a lot of acceptance and comfort in the telling of contact from afar regardless of the source. The energy in the room was palpable and calm. The audience felt connected to their loved ones, but strangely also to each other.

Rest assured there was no group hug after. But Suzanne did indulge my curiosity by joining my friends and I for a couple of drinks. She spent almost two hours answering every question we could think to ask about her “gift” and the people she helps. We talked about her travels to Japan, Czechoslovakia, and other parts of the world. How much more accepting and open to the idea of energy people are outside of the US, how much more connected we would be if we opened our eyes to seeing the connections. Did I get proof she talks to dead people – definitely not. But I did get proof that she helps people and she does it by understanding what they need to know. Regardless of the source of that knowledge, I consider that type of skill a true gift.

Last night, none of my loved ones spoke to me through Suzanne. At least not in the way the audience might have expected. But I could feel my Grandmother with me – in just the same way she’s with me every day. In my thoughts and in my heart. Maybe I didn’t need Suzanne to send me a message because she’s already always with me. Perhaps Suzanne’s gift is simply helping people remember what they already know. Perhaps she’s really sending messages from dead people. She can’t prove it either way, and by her own admission she doesn’t try.

Yes, I’d like to believe that my grandmother is watching from afar. Getting to know my kids and learning how much her life influenced me. But at the end of the day does that really matter? What I know for certain is that she’s with me in my heart and my head. That she influenced so much of how I show love to my kids, how I make my pasta, how I over feed by guests, how I tell jokes with my girlfriends. Whether that’s because of the time we shared together while she was alive, or is being fed by her contacts from afar doesn’t matter. It only matters that she does live on with me.

With last night’s experience fresh in my mind I have a renewed commitment to bring my best energy to my kids, to my work and to my friends. After all, when I’m gone who I was is what I leave behind. Whether or not Suzanne can pass along messages to my loved ones. And I’d say that reminder was worth the $30 seminar fee.