What To Do When A Loved One Has Died

imageedit_2_641936650428 October 2014 Tuesday 7:19am

God, this morning, You popped a thought in my head about what to do when a loved one has died. This was in an old book that I have by Norman Vincent Peale. I don’t know why but it sort of stuck in my subconscious for the longest time.

Have you looked it up?

Yup. I had to dust off the dust and the book is dog-eared and yellow stained and all that.


Right. Part Three: What’s Your Trouble. Chapter: A Loved One Has Died. Item number 4–

Why are you dallying, child?

I’m not! It’s just that our posts these days are so short, I thought I’d expand it to make it more professional, you know?



What do you mean by “professional”?

Um…I have to look it up…

Do that.

Professional–Okay. Lots of meaning but number 13 seems appropriate. Coz it’s the one that’s shouting at–


Professional!–a person who is expert at his or her work; Sample sentence: You can tell by her comments that this editor is a real professional.

Now, do you understand what “professional” means?

Sort of.

You can tell who is or who is not a professional immediately. Do you agree with Me?

In your world, it is easy to detect who is or who is not a professional in their field because there will be tell-tale signs of incompetency or expertise as the case may be. We will not go into the specifics because your world has numerous, if not countless experts in their fields. My point is, messengers (like Neale and other spiritual experts) and I, God, have been sending messages to the world now for many, many years. Would you consider Neale a professional?

Like yeah!

How about yourself?


Why not?

I may be a messenger but I’m still learning on the job, God. And as a messenger I feel I’m getting the short end of the stick.

Why do you say that?

Well, coz I’m not exactly sure what the message is all about. Initially, anyway. Awareness comes later.

I decide WHEN you will be aware of the message for a purpose, child. And that is to keep your FEAR at bay. I Am a God of surprises. And surprises is just another word for miracles. If I tell you exactly what the purpose is for your creations you may be in terrible fear or in disbelief. Which will influence you greatly.

You mean like, I’ll be in so much fear I’ll be FROZEN. Or the purpose’ll be too unbelievable that I’ll probably refrain from creating. “Yeah-right” kind of thing.

Exactly. That is why I prefer for you to create your realities and then expect nothing. NO EXPECTATIONS.


I know what you’re doing, dear one.

I am repeating because it’s really, really important. So now we’ve veered off the subject again. And I think that isn’t very professional.

You’re not a professional, remember?

Yeah…I’m a newbie. I’m a student. I’m OJT. Anyway, our post is slightly longer today so I’m happy.

Child, you know very well that it is not the length of the MESSAGE that is important but the–

Content. That’s why I love our tweets! Only 140 characters and yet You give it so much punch!

Without messengers it will not be possible.

Horn-blowing. Let’s get back to dying.

Right. Let’s.

Okay. Norman Vincent Peale said that when a loved one has died “keep on living in the same old way as far as possible. Do not avoid people and places to which you were previously jointly accustomed. Carry on in your interests, activities, associations as before. To run away and hide yourself is a procedure that tends to develop into chronic moroseness and in extreme cases makes of one a hermit or abnormal introvert. Immersing yourself in the main stream of living helps to soften the pain of sorrow by drawing a large proportion of your thought energy away from your sorrow and applying it to other matters, and it is in the thoughts that pain is felt. I assure you there is no disloyalty to your departed loved one by this attitude. On the contrary, it may be that your loved one, watching from heaven, may be distressed by your withdrawal, for in his now deeper wisdom he may understand the sad consequences to you of such an attitude. GET BACK INTO LIFE.” Peale didn’t capitalize but I feel it’s really, really important.

Yes, it is.

So…who died?

Not who, dear. What.

Oh-kay. What died?

Mistaken beliefs.