And when the earth shall claim your limbs, then shall you truly dance. ~ Khalil Gibran

If we are truly energetic beings and energy never dies, then anyone who has died has transformed into something else. We can’t see them. But they’re around. I wanna talk about energy and my brother. He had a larger than life presence. Death didn’t diminish that. If anything, I think his energy is stronger than ever. I, and so many other people, have had hard to explain incidents…I’ll try to share as many as I can remember. 

After we left the hospital the day he died, it started to rain on my way home. A week later, we said goodbye to his physical body. That night, there was an insane hailstorm that ended up totaling our parents’ car. I think both of those times it was him saying goodbye and that he was sorry he had to leave us. 

One time, Neil’s ex and the mother of their two kids said the lights in her house were flickering like crazy. She said that once she said out loud to Neil, “I’ll make sure our boys have the best life possible,” the lights stopped flickering. 

Over Thanksgiving, I was with our sister in Florida. That night, I asked Neil to show up and tell us he was around or he’s ok when I went to sleep. The next day, my sister said she had a very vivid dream about Neil. She said he had called her and left a message on her phone. He sounded really far away, but the overall message was that he’s ok, that we should live and spend our precious time with the people who are here. In her dream, she said she tried to play it for us, but it had vanished from her phone. 

Anytime I talk to someone who is “witchy” or “woowoo,” they start to giggle or laugh when Neil comes up in conversation. That’s because when he was alive, he was always laughing or joking around. Or saying something so off the cuff, you couldn’t help but laugh and think only Neil would say or think something like this. And then they’d say his energy or presence is so powerful. As he was in life, so he is in death. His energy hasn’t gone away, it’s just…different from what I’m used to. As anyone who has lost a loved one can attest to.