From Guilt to Grace: Experiencing the Connection Between Co-existing Worlds, beyond the normal Human Vision!

There’s a certain beauty in writing—it allows emotions to flow freely, to release the energy within and let it find expression in words. Writing has always been my way of venting, of ensuring the energy doesn’t stagnate and build into a storm inside. Day before yesterday was one of those days when emotions brimmed over—a day of sadness, old memories, and a deep ache that surfaced unexpectedly.

It began with nostalgia. As I watched my favorite Gujarati songs from a cherished playlist, I stumbled upon "Teri Laadki Mai....", a poignant song that echoes a dialogue between a daughter and her father. The melody touched a raw nerve, and before I knew it, I was crying like a child.

BAABUL MORE, ITNI SI ARAJ MORI SUN LE.......TERI LAADKI MAI, RAHUNGI TERI LAADLI MAI, KITNI BHI DOOR TOSE MAI CHAAHE RAHOONZARA AANCH BHI JO KABHI MUJHPE THI AATI, BHAR JAATI THI AKHIYAA TERI JAANE HAI TUPHIR AISA BHI KYA TERA MUJHSE BAIRAISA BHI KYA TERA MUJHSE BAIR?KAR PARAAYI MOHEY MUKH LIYA KYUN PHERPAAS HI APNE RAKH LE KUCH DERUDD JAAYEGA PAAKHI ,HOTE HI SAVERTERI LAADKI MAITERI LAADKI MAITERI LAADKI MAI, CHHODDUNGI NA TERA HAATH

The beautiful song ends with a lovely line - Unconditional Love is Happiness!

Who can love as unconditionally as our own Parents!

Its RARE to come across souls apart from Parents who will love us UNCONDITIONALLY!

As the song played, vivid images of my father in his final days filled my mind. I was transported back to moments that were extremely painful and felt helpless. My guilt resurfaced like a tidal wave—guilt for not being able to figure out the shrewdness and deceit from medical doctors in such a fast paced situation during Covid pandemic and save him despite myself being a COVID warrior. The helplessness I felt during his last days weighed heavily on me. I questioned my abilities, reliving the anguish of feeling powerless in the face of his suffering - The man who made me a doctor against the will of his  orthodox friends and relatives, was snatched away from me through deliberate deceit right infront of my own eyes!

The pain was simply unbearable. It wasn’t just grief—it was a sharp self-reproach that cut through my heart.

But Universe has its way of bringing solace when we least expect it. That same evening, still weighed down by the heaviness of the day, I was led—almost as if by unseen hands—to a live relay by an evidentiary medium I have very high regards for, Ms Suzanne Giesemann - Her authenticity is what connects me to her Soul!. She was sharing a miraculous story of someone’s real life experience with Archangel Michael - seeing HIM in Human form of flesh and blood, a story that radiated Divine love, Divine healing, and Divine intervention.

As I listened, I felt the first stirrings of peace and hope. It was as though the love shared in that story reached across time and space to soothe my own wounds. 

Once again Ms Suzanne Geismann came to my quick help , just like she did earlier in 2023 too, when I was divinely guided into watching on eof her interviews where she shares a story that exactly mimics my situation - about a daughter being a doctor loosing her Father during Covid pandemic and daughter feeling extremly guilty of that - This video came across me while I was trapped in the same heavy guilt of loosing my Father to the deliberate deception! 

Thankyou Ms Suzanne! Lots of Gratitude!

Navigating Injustice: A Journey of Healing and Hope

However, Yesterday brought a moment that felt nothing short of miraculous. I stumbled upon a video by a psychic pulling cards and delivering messages from the loved ones who have departed from this world. As she spoke, I felt an unshakable sense that her words were meant for me. She shared a message from a departed loved one in Hindi, the cards showed  the messages that meant this:

“It’s not your fault, so do not feel guilty. I am guiding you in the right direction. NOW I have no pain.”

 

My heart immediately knew these words of soothing and grace came from none other than my Papa, the memories that made me cry just a day before! It was as if my Papa was directly speaking, reassuring me, comforting me after witnessing my tears the night before. I felt his presence so deeply in that moment, as though his soul reached across realms to tell me what I needed to hear.

While I heard this message, tears welled up in eyes, but these weren’t tears of sorrow, but of joy, of knowing that Papa is not in pain anymore and it brought a profound sense of relief. The guilt that had shackled me loosened its grip, replaced by a warm assurance that his soul was always around and close, watching over me with love, care, guidance and understanding.

This experience reaffirmed what I have been gathering through my spiritual journey, that began in real sense after loosing Papa — the realization that the visible world is not the only one. There are other realms, other dimensions, where the souls of our loved ones , the spirits, the Beings of other Realms dwell and co-exist with ours. They may not be visible to us, but they are no less real and we share the space with them, no matter if one believes it or not!

What began as painful memories day before yesterday, transformed into a beautiful feeling and inner knowing, as if the residual darkness of guilt inside had to be stirred and brought outside my energy field to be transmuted into the light! It was truly an alchemy of sorts—a shift from guilt and sorrow to a deeper understanding of the Divine Oneness that connects all souls.

I now see these moments not as coincidences but as synchronicities, orchestrated by Divine love to remind us of the invisible threads that bind us together. My Father’s Soul is not gone; it is merely in another realm, guiding and comforting me when I need it the most.

Telepathy exists between souls across all realms - Love transcends the barriers of life and death. Those we hold dear can still communicate with us in miraculous ways. That Guilt is unnecessary impediment in growth of a soul  - Our loved ones don’t blame us; they only wish for us to find peace. Other worlds coexist with ours - The spiritual realm is as real as the physical, and it is always there to guide and support us.

Reflecting on these events fills me with gratitude—for the psychic Anjali’s message, for Ms Suzanne Giesemann’s live relay, for the synchronicity of stumbling upon the Gujarati song to help me vomit out the residue of any guilt that was still lingering in my energies, and for the unwavering presence of my Father’s spirit, reaching across realms!  I look forward to day when I have developed the ability to directly connect with Souls just like the amazing Evidentiary Medium - Ms Suzanna Geismann - my Ideal, through God's Grace!

The Divine works in mysterious ways, bringing comfort, healing, and reminders of love when we need them most. Every day, I’m learning to embrace this connection, to trust in the guidance of the unseen, and to find peace in the knowledge that love is eternal.

Our loved ones are never truly gone—they live on in realms unseen, their love bridging the gap between worlds. Faith & Trust in the infinite wisdom of the Divine is the Guiding Light!

Love You Papa!

Thankyou So Much For Making Me Feel Your Love, Your Presence & that Your Blessing Hands are on me always!

Abundant Gratitude!

Forever A Humble Seeker Of The Divine!

Meraki Pegasus

Dr Racchana D Fadia