David's story: Flowing with the Dying Process

"Over the past couple of months I've worked with two friends that have also been clients whose sister and mother have gone through the death process. In preparation for their dying I was able to work with each of them and teach them how to be present and flow with the dying process. I gave each of them the experience of taking spirit flight so that they would understand how to help the person cross over, how to do the death spiral and to close off the chakras. I had them watch the videos on the dying consciously website and then for us to discuss any questions or concerns.

For one friend it was his older sister dying of cancer. For the other it was his 92 year old father. Both had amazing experiences. Paul, the one whose 92 year old father passed last week, said that the process he and I worked through gave him the comfort to be totally open to his father. Both his father and mother had a document saying that when they felt they were ready to die they would stop eating. He had come to that point and said, "no more food". After 6 days of fasting and with little water other than ice for the dry mouth he was incredibly clear. His wife (who is 92 as well) crawled in bed with him and talked to him about the wonderful life they had together and told him she was fine and he could go. Paul keep talking to him how the energy would come up his spine and go out the top of his head toward the light and not to get distracted by any other bells or whistles he would confront! On his last day he calmly he looked at everyone, smiled and then let himself go, all without any drugs or any pain. Paul said it was one of the most beautiful moments of his life. He called me with deep gratitude for the work I had done with him and the website that taught him how to be in this most precious moment.

So, thank you for the teaching in the East, for the website and your dedication to the dying process for people. I wanted you to know that two more lives and many involved were touched by your work."
With love, appreciation and many blessings to you, David

Andrea's story: A Family Healing

"With the unexpected loss of the patriarch of our family, there were so many words that were left unspoken. To come together in ceremony, honoring and remembering how he touched our lives helped all of us tremendously through the grieving process. Together, we were able to express our love and gratitude for all he brought to our lives and were able to come closer as a family which was so important to him. Not only did we express our love for him, but said things to one another that we thought we could never say - this alone brought decades of healing. Our family has never been spiritual so we were concerned about how the process would be received. By the time we were halfway through the aya despacho ceremony, there wasn't a dry eye in the house and everyone involved was fully engaged and touched deeper than we could have imagined. All of us have been transformed profoundly by this experience and feel better knowing that the full expression of our prayers, love and gratitude for all he brought to our lives were buried with him." - The Family of Harold H. Corhan

Intuitive Wisdom and A Call Home

There are two incredible experiences I have had when giving the death rites. The first was with a person dying of complications of AIDS. His partner, knowing I did energy work, asked me to do the death rites on his partner. His partner was not able to talk due to his deterioration, so I started with the first chakra.

The intuitive wisdom we receive during the rites is amazing. A voice came to my head asking why pictures of his children were not around him (I didn't even know he had children). I questioned his partner, and the partner's response was, “How did you know that detail?” I told the partner that I just knew it. So he pulled out the pictures of the grown-up children. Later, the 28- and 31-year-old children called to talk to their dad, even knowing he might not hear them.

When I got up to the third chakra, I heard that he would appreciate a picture of himself in his military uniform; he had worked for the military until he retired. Again the partner asked how I knew of the picture. Again I responded that it was what I was being informed. At this point the partner asked me when his partner would get better. I realized the healthy partner expected me to "cure" his partner to better health. I explained that I was creating a place where his partner could decide what he wanted, whether to stay or leave the physical realm.

The healthy partner asked if I would leave since I could not heal his partner, so I left and went on my planned vacation to Hawaii. In the middle of the trip, I got a call from the healthy partner asking for forgiveness and also asking whether I would complete the rites. I said that I would be back the following week and not to worry—they would be completed. The day after I completed the rites, my friend passed away. He actually passed three hours after the rites were done.

Second Experience:

I was called by my mother, who told me that my stepfather had stomach cancer and had a short time to live. The doctors gave him 3 to 4 months to live. I purchased a ticket back to San Francisco so I could give my respects while my stepfather was alive. The Friday before I was supposed to leave, I got a phone call from my aunt stating that my mother was trying to get in touch with me but couldn't remember how. I called my mother immediately; she was confused and frightened.

I changed my flight to leave that very day and arrived in San Francisco that evening. I sat with my stepfather, and out of nowhere, he asked me to perform the death rites for him. I opened sacred space and talked to him the whole time, explaining what I doing and what the process would be like. After the first chakra, he asked if he was ready to move on to the next life. As we continued, his speech became less frequent until there was a time he was silent and could not respond to any questions. I continued the rites until I finished the work and had him moved to his bed. We had the room protected with a baby monitor, so I slept on the living room couch. I could hear all that was happening within my stepfather's room, just in case he needed something. My stepfather had not talked to anyone in over twelve hours and seemed to be resting comfortably. He had been given some morphine to reduce pain but nothing more, since hospice was involved.

Around 2 am Monday night, I was awakened by the sound of my stepfather talking. He was thanking all the people he knew in his lifetime when, all of a sudden, he said, “Wanda, I am so glad you are here to assist me. Thank you.” I started crying because Wanda was my stepfather’s first wife, who had passed ten years before. There was no more talk on the microphone—just restless breathing. I woke up in the morning and noticed my stepfather's breathing had the rattling that the hospice nurse said would happen, so I rolled my stepfather on his side. My stepfather died at 9 am that morning. If I had not heeded the call to come early from Hawaii, I would not have been present to hear, feel and see the transformation of my stepfather.  —Don   (close window)

Kitty's Story: A Blessed Experience and A Beautiful Light

I wanted to share with you a couple instances where the dying consciously
method worked very wonderfully well for me and my clients.

One story is about a woman leaving us after a long time living with cancer. I worked in tandem with a mutual friend and acupuncturist who assisted with her pain and balancing. I did multiple sessions with her on various end-of-life questions, resolution of issues, etc. Crossing her over was a blessed and satisfying experience for me as well, knowing that she went well with resolution in a number of complex relationships.

The other story is about the elder aunt of a dear friend, who was drifting towards the light. She requested my assistance in getting there. We did clearings and resolutions and discussed whatever she felt was important to let go of. The 7-chakra illumination brought her joy and a beautiful light. She was a sweet wonderful lady with a great smile and sense of humor. Her life here was a good one. It was such an honor to work with her and escort her back home.

Love and seasons blessings, Kitty 

Family Forgiveness

She left home at 18, traveling west, settling in Utah, California and New Mexico.
Returning east from time to time, sometimes for quick visits and sometimes staying a year or more, she often left as suddenly as she arrived. And now, she had returned for her last visit. She is dying and her most important work is yet to come.

My younger sister, friend, confidant, and playmate had touched so many lives.  Sis, most always spoke her mind, often challenging those around her.  She was a courageous traveler, an “off-road” adventurer.  We shared much laughter and good times as well as many challenges together. 

Sis and Mother had a very tenuous relationship, sometimes going for many months without speaking to each other. Ten years before this, our grandmother had passed on. Since that time, her two daughters, our mother and aunt, due to perceived hurts and unfulfilled expectations, had not spoken to each other. The family divided as people took sides. For years, Sis had been saying she knew it was her calling to heal this rift.   

Three months earlier, I had visited Sis in New Mexico. She was quite ill and very weak. When I asked her about returning east, her response was, “Why? No one there loves me.” 

Yet, here she was. When she arrived, her health was rapidly declining. Our mother begged Sis to stay with her so she could care for her. Sis refused and went to stay with her aunt, Mother’s sister. Mother was angry and hurt and refused to visit.  

In the following weeks, Sis and I spent much time together, reminiscing, laughing and crying. We talked about how I might assist her. As a medicine person, she was quite aware of the transition process. Sis’s friends from all over the country came and called. Her daughter arrived from California, and they comforted and supported each other.

In order to be with her daughter, Mother had to visit, but she refused to acknowledge her sister. As I watched all this, I had to let go of my expectations of what I thought this process would look like. I relaxed into a place of quiet, listening and encouraging those who felt awkward yet wanted to be there. I felt the sacredness of the space around Sis, and I sat in that space with love and gratitude.

Finally, Sis is no longer able to speak or move. Mother arrives and is sitting by her. My aunt, who tells me later that God spoke to her, enters the room, puts her arms out and asks Mother if they can put the past aside. Finally, Mother reaches out, and they hug each other. The three of us encircle Sis, telling her we love her and giving her permission to leave. Tears slide down her cheeks, and ours. Her mother and aunt are standing before her, holding hands. 

Her breathing shifts and transition time seems close. I call our three brothers and while waiting for them, ask her if she wants me to help her. A tear appears in assent, and I move through the chakra-cleansing process, seeing the light return to her field. Everyone has spent time with Sis over these past weeks, including a brother who has had little contact with the family over the years. We encircle her bed, holding hands, and tell her how much we love her and give her permission to go.  As I remember what she told me in New Mexico about not feeling loved, love streams with dazzling light from all the hearts gathered there and enfolds her. Tears of joy glisten in that light. 

Sis lingers—something is not finished. The next day, as I shower, a voice speaking of forgiveness washes over me. I know what needs to happen. I bring Mother to Sis, and as she sits holding her daughter’s hand, I encourage Mother to give and ask for forgiveness. She seems to struggle and then the words flow. Sis smiles, and a profound feeling of peace fills the room.  

The words have been spoken and heard. She lingers, barely breathing, her body a shell. As I sit in prayer two days later, I sense her presence and am awash in light and love. I thank her with deep gratitude for the healing she has brought our family. I hear her laughter—the light disappears.

Blessings, Joan   (close window)

A note from Katrina:

"I am most interested in your process of initiation into the art of Dying Consciously. Although I am not a graduate of your specific Lightbody trainings, I am directly initiated by Spirit and The Light. I have been in professional practice for twenty-two years, which has included functioning as a Hospice Chaplain and Grief Facilatator. I sustatin direct guidance through the lineage many know as The Tibetan Book of the Dead and several other ancient/future bodies of wisdom. Currently I sing with a local chapter of The Threshold Choir, for people at the threshold of final transformation.

Heart thanks for creating this portal of sharing and caring."

Blessings Are Abounding,
Katrina Troolines