Here we are talking with two of Riikity’s spirit friends, with a brief comment by Rikkity. We should note that with a few exceptions, the various friends are known to us by their initials. So today we will hear from PS and MW. They are speaking from their perspectives on the current pandemic crisis and the power of our choices to make a difference. They also offer messages of spiritual hope.
We would note that the spirits who communicate with us do not make predictions about the future: they are not oracles. But they do offer us ways of thinking about life’s events to better inform our own decision making and find our enduring values.
Here's the text of today's conversations:
PS:
“Hi. I want to give you my grim history. I have been a physician several times… ‘but he never played one on TV.’ Rikkity is right, as usual. I had the opportunity and the misfortune to live during the Black Death plague and the Spanish Flu pandemic. So I know about such things.
“Here is what I know. Foolish self-confidence about one’s health was always a problem. Whether by reason of religion, diet, location, lifestyle, or whatever, some thought themselves immune. And they fell just like the others but taking more with them. I tried to convince people that no one was invincible.
“If each and every person with a disease is segregated away and if the rest avoid social contact, any and every disease can be diminished. It’s that simple. No exceptions.
“And I dare to remind people that any worry greater than health will prove fatal. The store owner who could not imagine being closed never lived long enough to enjoy his profits.
“The world’s economy will not perish, but the people might.
“I am worried for you in the general sense but not for the two of you specifically. [good to know, thank you] Good to be of service. You are following the wise path, not solely for yourself but also others.”
Rikkity:
“He speaks with a flourish. [eloquent] I thought we needed him. [yes, ty] BTW there are many new arrivals and are they pissed! People they considered friends gave them a final gift. But on a better note, your favorite tea companion. [M!]”
MW:
“Gracious good day. I hope people in your time might remember mine. There were so many times when it appeared that our endeavor was doomed and we would pay the ultimate price for our beliefs and actions. But my dear Mr. W. was always resolute. He would tell me ‘Until death has taken all my options, I will still believe that we might choose paths of success.’
“Many were the voices of discouragement and often we were told to give up the cause. Settle for something else. His resolve was strong and I love him for that. We had long ago decided that we would not return to life as it had been.
“Those who argued for our end of course thought it was possible to go back. We knew it was not and trusted the future more than a corrupted past.
“In your time, some or many things may end but that does not mean an end. It means a new beginning. All that you cherish has been built on as many failures as on successes. The world is not essentially flawed; it blossoms forth even in hard times.
“I leave you with a memory: on our land on the neck we had a great forest fire. All was consumed. But the next spring new shoots arose among the ashes and seed from some of those became the stock of our fields because we knew them to be the heartiest. Look for where the new shoots are coming up, even when all else seems gone. I think I want a pekoe. Heavy cream, please.
“As always, your friend in both loss and growth.