I would like to share a story.

My grandmother has Alzheimers Disease. She is now 92 years old. Unfortunately for me, since I was the one in charge of her affairs, she believes me to be a thief and a scoundrel who took over her life and stole everything she held dear, simply because I was the one legally responsible for moving her to an assisted living facility after a serious heart attack. I am the focus of all her fears as she faces the end of her life.

I love my grandmother very much. One of the things I loved about her and my relationship with her was how she was happy to hear me share the little things in my life. She wanted to know, to hear all my experiences even if they seemed unimportant to most people. I found myself often sharing things like this:



Last night we got over 6 inches of freshly fallen snow! It is so beautiful outside today. What a great way to usher in December this year. I was feeling kind of blue just two days ago simply because it has been so grey and dreary outside for such a long time, it just seemed it was time for that first snow to bring new light to the scene! So I said outloud to my husband, I am placing my order to the universe! I want to see at least 6 inches of freshly fallen snow that blankets everything in white to brighten up the scene outside my apartment patio door! There is a very beautiful tree that hugs the building next to our unit and brings in the most amazing gifts for me to see. My home was graced by a rare visit of a snow owl last winter. And I received a personal visit, almost eye to eye, with a hawk on the morning of my birthday this year! So, I was totally wishing for some thick snow on the branches of the tree to lift my spirits at this time in my life and voila! the very next morning there is warning of a winter storm that formed over night heading our way with 6 inches of beautiful white stuff! This afternoon I was sitting in my living room when a brilliant red cardinal landed on the branch where all the birds who come to visit perch. What a wonderful surprise!


This cardinal is a reminder to me of my grandmother. It is her very favorite bird! I remember how much I love her and think of her instantly wanting to be able to call her like days gone past and share the moment with her!

But I can't do this now. I can try, but after 3 years I had to finally accept that I would not ever be received by her. There is a sentry at her front door called AD that refuses to let me pass.

You might say, well send her a letter, you write so beautifully, which of course I know would be a wonderful solution. But she refuses to open any letter or card I send and destroys them by ripping them in pieces before ever opening them to see what is inside. And she won't remember doing it. She will say I have never sent her anything. It is truly "insane".

This is what makes my heart heavy enough to place my focus on sending what I can in spirit. With thought from me to her, but more than thought, it is thought fueled by love, passion, desire, to reach her with my truth again, to get around her delusional state of mind.

I have had experiences with telepathy before. I know our thoughts are energy and that we are picking up more than we are aware of most of the time. I have had personal situations which called me to act in faith that the thoughts I was hearing near a stranger in distress were to be recognized as such and act on them to comfort her. I was right. It was affirmed because I was assisting her in a moment of invisible but very urgent need.

I heard that urgency simply because there was so much intensity attached to it, as fear usually is very powerful that way.

So I am pondering this since seeing the cardinal. How much of this picture that I am able to hold in my minds eye of the cardinal on the snow covered branch could I send in a mental package of love to my grandmother? Can she suddenly receive this beautiful image, which of course would be a true joy to have flash in your mind, especially a mind filled with sadness, anger or anxiety for too many hours each day. I may not be able to get a definitive answer on this. I don't know how it would be possible to know. But I am going to do it anyhow, with as much hope that it is possible.

There has been a holiday song repeating often on the tv for the holidays. These are the words, the tune is very uplifting:

"Is there anything that you want? Is there anything I can do? Just call on me and I'll send it along, with love, from me, to you!"

I think I will send this along with that song and trust completely that it was received without a return to sender!

Telepathy is a blessing of the spirit to me.

I don't doubt for one minute, that your Grandmother can't recieve your thought's. with so much love that you both shared throughout the past how can she not? Even now that her mind is suffering, your forgetting one thing, love is the strongest bond anyone can share. This would be imbedded deep in her unconcious mind and for example, when your grandmothers mind is at rest during sleep, I would bet that she experiences the most wonderful memories that she had with you.

While one's mind is awake it's process is very complex at the best of times, but the heart and soul of a human is a very different thing altogether. love, desire, attraction, lust, ect, are stored within the soul. For example you may have loved someone in the past, now one can quickly forget about this person, but if you loved this person with all your heart the feelings of that love will still be there. I myself have felt this way.

So I guess what I am trying to say is with your grandmothers condition her physical self may upset you, but don't forget she has a big huge heart filled with love for you and don't you for a minute stop thinking about all the wonderful experiences you shared together, because believe me she knows.

Thank you Warlock. Your words touched my heart!

Peace!

Dear ES

I don't normally write to message boards these days - there are so many of them that I would like to respond to that I'd probably spend every waking moment writing if I allowed myself!

But your story and question touched my heart. You see, my mother is in a very similar state - dementia and does not even recognise me now. She cannot even hold a conversation although she does babble away in gibberish as if she is engaging in normal dialogue. None of it makes sense though, and she is completely away with the fairies. You can imagine how heartbreaking it is to watch this decline....

The utterly amazing thing that I want to relate to you refers to what I believe is the profound power of love. I am having a very hard time at the moment -- quite apart from my mother's state and impending death. There are horrendous things going on in my life (none of which I've had a hand in creating - it's all other peoples' messes that I have to deal with). So, I am deeply fraught. Of course, I say nothing of any of this to my mother because her needs come first, I put on a brave face when I'm with her to cheer her up - and she is not able to understand anything I say anyway. When I last visited her though, by some totally amazing miracle (and I did experience it all as a miracle which is a word I don't use lightly) my mother began to speak coherent phrases out of the blue: 'You mustn't worry about it all, it'll all be alright; you're a lovely girl, you mustn't worry about anything; look after yourself first, don't bother about other people...' and so on. She is largely immobile as well, but she struggled to lift my hand to her mouth to kiss it several times.

Now, I thoroughly understood that by a miracle she somehow knew how awful things are at home and was, even in her near death and badly depleted state, comforting me - even though she knows absolutely nothing of what's going on for me. In that visit I absolutely understood and experienced the unimaginably vast power of love - I felt more loved and completely understood than I have ever felt. It was indeed bliss. The words are not available to describe the paradisical nature of this experience. Even now, I can sense her with me, her absolutely steadfast and eternal love pervades everything. Somehow she knew without any verbalisation, without any clues, that her baby needed comfort, and despite her awful state she managed heroically to set herself aside and to give it. It showed me that there are more things in the universe than we can ever understand...telepathy for one thing, and the vast power of true love to forgive and to overcome everything to show itself.

Your grandmother loves you from the depths of her soul - just as my mother loves me. The mental affects of her Altzheimers are just manifestations of her puny earth body's deterioration, they are not her, they are not her soul. Her soul - and yours - is vastly stronger than these weakly human frames, it holds more love for you than you can ever imagine. You are communicating on some profoundly deep and vast level - see past the passing ephemeral fallible flesh, keep sending the message: she'll receive it - and just be still and listen to the eternity of your grandmother's love for you...

blessings to you ES.

I want to thank ES and SD for sharing their beautiful stories.

I also encourage the use of telepathy in whatever form you are comfortable with.

Blessings,

John

Sad story. My grandma just had her 89th birthday, and it seems to me she's starting to develop the first steps of Alzheimers or dementia. Maybe you could try talking to her while she's asleep and the words might register to her subconcious mind. Good luck.

SD, Thanks so much for sharing. I am sorry to hear about your mother's situation. I pray that my grandmother does not live long enough to fully experience the final stages of AD. She is still pretty cognitive which makes the confusion that much more powerful. It is very difficult to endure.

Thanks also for all who participated in this thread. I send my thoughts, prayers and wishes to my grandmother all day long and before I go to sleep in the evening.

Just a couple nights ago as I was slipping into my sleep I had a quick 'mini' vision. I have been focusing on a house I found for sale on the internet as a visualization for what I am hoping to find when I move to NC next year. I would love to have this house and God willing I will or something similar but better! Anyhow, as I drifted off into sleep I was suddenly in the living room of this house as it is currently standing (empty) on the market in NC and my grandmother was there peeking around the corner from the hall at me! She was very sweet and happy and then, as soon as I recognized her, she changed suddenly into a very elderly native American woman. It was intersting! It brought me back out of sleep and I pondered it. I have always had a great connection with the Native culture and have been told a few times in my life that one of my guides is Native. I do not doubt that there could be a past life connection between myself and my grandmother since I have always felt a special connection with her in this life, more than my other grandmother or other relatives.

Last night, I was listening to Winamp radio, a Christmas station and I suddenly was filled with memories of Christmas spent at my grandparents house and the whole feeling it had, as if I was young again. Then, I prayed to God that my grandmother could be taken home to be with my grandfather and all the others who have already gone and are waiting for her. I want her to be blessed this Christmas to be surrounded by the love that I believe awaits on the other side. As soon as I offered this prayer, the song..."I'll be home for Christmas" started playing! I just cried.

I hope everyone here finds all their prayers coming true and their deepest wishes fulfilled for this holiday season!

Peace to you all.

Emp