This is life, this is not the Other Side. You are not in Heaven so stop expecting it to be like you think heaven should be. Your not done living and until you are, there will be challenges and very few exceptions. There are wonderful times in life too but the best way to get in-touch with them and minimize your challenges and just become a better more content person all the way around is to be selfless.

Its not easy, but it doesn’t have to be as hard as most of us make it out to be. There are ways to live in this world and enjoy it at the same time but you must be willing to lose the feeling of being without. For as long as you walk around believing that you have the short end of the stick, you will be less likely to let go of anything at all out of fear that you will end up with nothing. Rubbish! Total rubbish! Remember Selflessness is the best equal opportunity employer out there. After all, if God’s using it why shouldn’t we?

My advise is a combination of my own lessons learned and those realizations passed on to me by individuals who I have relayed messages for from the Other Side. They are the people who have lived the tragedies we are talking about and they always bring something to the conversation that is very revealing and in common with others like them. That “something” is actually a realization that they spent their lives focusing on themselves, on their flaws and the flaws of others rather than giving of themselves selflessly to someone else.

The art of giving selflessly is one of the most healing, preventing, soothing, God-minded acts of positiveness than any person can ever do in their lifetime. I am going to stop right here to say that if you have never given of yourself without ever expecting anything back, then shame on you. Take responsibility for yourself and your lack of positive selfless behavior and thank God that your not in a worse place in your life than you might be in now. It is excusable to not be nice on certain days, Lord knows I have them too, but it is absolutely disgraceful when out of some 20, 40, 85 years of life someone has never been selfless.

Selfless behavior is the most fulfilling, boundless, timeless, angelic-like behavior capable by any human who walks this earth. There are NO excuses to not participate. Young, old, poor, rich, it doesn’t matter and I have always found that the people who need to master this magnificent natural extension of the soul, are the very people who have more problems than we could shake a stick at! Simply get off your rump and make it happen.

You see, it’s not rocket science to figure out that people who have suicidal thoughts are self consumed. Why is it that the medical and psychological communities always turn these peoples minds back towards the black hole that’s eating them alive in the first place? When you give, you heal. Period! People who are left in therapy for years to sulk in their own deficiencies are kept so far from living breathing examples of selfless health that I find it no wonder when 20 years later they are still in the same therapists office. Now, I have a friend who is a therapist and I cant wait to see what he’ll say after reading this! Of-course there are plenty of qualified therapists who execute amazing therapeutic strategies and accomplish healing and health for their clients and patience also. I am not in any way stating that all therapy is unhelpful. I am stating that some therapists do not guide their patients in the right direction, leaving them in the same vote they started in.

To continue following this discussion read the next post titled “The Selfless Life  3″.

I thought this could wait but I realize now that I am going to address something I originally thought I would discuss sometime later in my blogging life; suicide and living a selfless life.

I was twenty-four years old when my father who at the age of 47 took his own life with a rope on a foggy night in September. I remember sleeping calmly through the night without interruption from my spirit guide or any of the other interruptions that so commonly take place during my sleep. I woke up to a beautiful morning but being a little sore from my Rheumatoid arthritis, I decided to go outside and sit in the hot-tub for a while to try and loosen up my stiff body. After one cycle the jets stopped and the water laid still. I opened up my eyes intending to push the start button again, except when I opened my eyes I found myself peering into the water. It took me about 3 seconds to make out what I was seeing, the flesh on the back of my hands was completely rotten. My hands resembled those of a corpse, dead for many years underground. I knew instantly that something was wrong, very wrong and I needed to figure out what was going on.

I immediately raised up out of the water, grabbed my towel and headed for the door. No more than having the door cracked open was the phone handed to me with a message that my step-mother was on the line and something was wrong with her. “Hello? Is everything alright? Hello?? Is anybody there?”  I only heard silence at first and then suddenly loud sobbing followed by the words: “it’s bad Jeremy, it’s very very bad.” I started reassuring her that whatever it was, we could get through it. I knew we would be fine. I also knew without anyone telling me that my father was dead.

What I saw in the water that morning was as blunt and hardcore a psychic sign as anyone could ever receive, death laid out right across your own body. People tell me I’m gifted, that I’m blessed, well… you tell me what kind of a blessing is it to have that kind of information shoved right down your throat? Trust me when I tell you, at times in my life and that was one of them, it feels more like a curse than a blessing. On top of that you feel like a failure as a psychic, not to mention as a son. I thought I should have known somehow, one way or another I should have been in-tune to what was going on in my fathers life. Instead, the night it happened I had friends over my house to watch movies and eat popcorn. The whole time my father was tying a rope around his neck and I knew nothing of it.

NOTE: I’m breaking up this post into several because I believe that I cant tell the story, explore the solutions, and explain my resolve in 500 words or less. So as I continue expanding on suicide and living a selfless life, (which I’ll get into deeply later), you can keep following this discussion by reading the next post titled “The Selfless Life  2″.