“Three Stooges Moment” – A Testimonial

Anthony,

Thank you for the much needed and comforting experience of contacting my brother.  He was taken from us way too soon.

Lately, I have found it very comforting to reflect back on our meeting and the familiar thoughts, memories and communication from my brother; and also to know that he is in good hands.

One of the messages you relayed to me was about the “mashed potatoes.”  Funny!  The story goes like this:

My brother Gerald and I (along with another close friend Keith) were eating lunch one day at one of those country style restaurants.  We were eating, laughing and having a nice time filling up on some good old fashioned fried chicken, mashed potatoes and biscuits.  As  Gerald lifted his giant glass of iced tea,  I noticed that he had a small blob of mashed potatoes on his “pinky” finger.  I mentioned this to him, and as he turned his wrist to look at the mashed potatoes on his finger, not wanting to waste a single savory bite, he decided to try and lick off the mashed potatoes.  This caused the iced tea, which was in the same hand, to pour out onto his lap.  It all happened so fast that there was no time to warn him.  It was a “3 Stooges” kind of hilarious moment that had all three of us laughing hysterically.  He vowed to get even with me, as if I could have actually been clever enough to craft such an elaborate scheme.

A week later, we ran into each other at a local bar, where I was sipping a beer with my friend.  Gerald was with Keith again and they walked up and said hello.  As they did, Gerald generously handed me “another” beer, to which I replied “…thanks, but I already have one,” showing him my nearly full beer.  He politely said, “Don’t worry you’ll drink this one too, eventually,” as he thrust it to me.

I politely accepted it in my free hand.  As I did, he proceeded to compliment me on my new watch and asked me what time it was.  More than happy to oblige and show off my new watch, I looked down to check the time, spilling my newest full beer all over myself.  This was hilarious to all, even me; especially when he winked and said “Got Ya!”

Thanks again, Anthony, for giving us one last laugh!

Frank

I feel your peace, Frank. Thank you for writing this.

Anthony

http://www.anthonyquinata.com

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“If Tomorrow Starts Without Me”

If Tomorrow Starts Without Me
Author believed to be
David Romano

When tomorrow starts without me,
And I’m not there to see,
If the sun should rise and find your eyes
all filled with tears for me,

I wish so much you wouldn’t cry
The way you did today,
While thinking of the many things,
We didn’t get to say.

I know how much you love me,
As much as I love you,
and each time that you think of me,
I know you’ll miss me too.

But when tomorrow starts without me,
Please try to understand,
That an angel came and called my name,
And took me by the hand,
and said my place was ready,
In heaven far above,
And that I’d have to leave behind
All those I dearly love.

But as I turned to walk away,
A tear fell from my eye
For all my life, I’d always thought,
I didn’t want to die.

I had so much to live for,
So much left yet to do,
It seemed almost impossible,
That I was leaving you.

I thought of all the yesterdays
The good ones and the bad,
I thought of all the love we shared,
and all the fun we had

If I could re-live yesterday
Just even for a while,
I’d say good-bye and kiss you
And maybe see you smile.

But then I fully realized,
That this could never be,
For emptiness and memories,
would take the place of me.

And when I thought of worldly things,
I might miss come tomorrow,
I thought of you, and when I did,
My heart was filled with sorrow.

But when I walked through heaven’s gates,
I felt so much at home
When God looked down and smiled at me,
From His great golden throne.

He said, “This is eternity,
And all I’ve promised you.”
Today your life on earth is past,
But here life starts anew

I promise no tomorrow,
But today will always last,
And since each day’s the same way
There’s no longing for the past.

You have been so faithful,
So trusting and so true.
Though there were times
You did some things
You knew you shouldn’t do.

But you have been forgiven
And now at last you’re free.
So won’t you come and take my hand
And share my life with me?

So when tomorrow starts without me,
Don’t think we’re far apart,
For every time you think of me,
I’m right here, in your heart.

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Metamorphosis – Why she didn’t take her own life.

For Rena, even though they didn’t use these words, she and Ed were soul mates. They were in love and planned to marry. Then one day, Ed was gone in a tragic accident. I did a discernment for her a little over a year ago. When it was over, she was angry. I mean, ANGRY.

I wish that everyone walks away from a session with me finding peace, but it just isn’t the case. For this sort of thing to happen, two things need to be in place. One is a soul who wants to communicate. The second is someone here who wants, and is willing, to hear the messages. In this case, I was the medium in between the two, an unwitting participant in a game called, “Shoot the Messenger.”

I saw Rena again yesterday, and it took me a while to convince her that I held no hard feelings towards her. In fact, I hugged her and told her I wouldn’t let her go until she agreed to sit down and talk to me.

She told me that she wanted to say she was sorry, and that the reason she was so angry was that I was “right … about everything.” What really confused her was how I was getting the messages from someone who didn’t believe that life continued after death.

I was reminded of a time another woman came to see me hoping to reconnect with her husband, who was an atheist. I didn’t know that when I started the session. He admitted this to me during the discernment. What he said made both his wife, and me, laugh. “I didn’t think I was dead. I just kept thinking I was having a bad dream I couldn’t wake up from.”

I asked Rena how she was doing since I last saw her. She told me she was she was still grieving her loss, and that she was going through a “metamorphosis.” I could definitely see, and hear, a change in her attitude, not only towards what I do, but towards the whole idea of life continuing after death.

I helped her reconnect with Ed, again. This time she was much more open to what she was hearing. After the discernment, even though Ed didn’t mention it, I picked up, clairvoyantly, that she thought about taking her own life. I mentioned this to her. She admitted it was true, and the reason she told me why she didn’t was so beautiful, it brought tears to my eyes.

“I thought about it but I knew that if I did, when I saw Ed again, I wouldn’t have anything to show him. I decided not to do it so that when it’s my time, and I do see Ed again, I can show him what I’ve done with my life since he’s been gone. I know he’ll be proud of me.”

Rena, Ed’s already happy you made that decision. So am I.

I feel your peace.

Anthony

http://www.anthonyquinata.com

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Suicide is NOT an answer.

I just did a discernment for a woman who lost her 14 year old daughter. I won’t go into details about the discernment, but I do feel there’s a couple of lessons to be learned here. First of all, I did the session over the internet, and as I’m sure you well know, a lot of misunderstandings happen when two people are IMing each other. At the end of the session, however, the only “misunderstanding” was on the part of the girl’s mother.

When all was said and done, after the session, I realized that the girl’s mother wanted “permission” to take her own life, and she was disappointed she didn’t get it. I know she’s going to read this and either e-mail me, or post a comment that this wasn’t the case, even though she admitted to me that I was right. Well, be that as it may, I just want to say, for the record, that suicide is not the answer! No matter how heavy the burden of grief, or any other burden you may be saddled with.

I also want to state, for the record, that I’ve considered suicide myself, so I know how it feels to get to that point. The idea of living hurts much more than the idea of dying. I’ve told more than one person that if I didn’t know better, I would probably do it … but that’s just it, I know from those who’ve done it, it’s not the answer.

When someone commits suicide, during their life review they see all of the pain their action has caused to those they’ve left behind who loved them. They also see the potential lessons that they could have learned by sticking things out. There is a lesson to be learned on the other side of the pain … one of them is that you are much stronger, much more valuable, and more loved, than you think you are. And the lessons that weren’t learned here, must be learned on the Other Side.

God doesn’t judge those who commit suicide, and I am, in no way, condemning anyone who has taken their own life. My heart goes out to them and their loved ones. But as one young man told me during a discernment, “As soon as I jumped I knew it was a mistake, but it was a lesson I learned way too late. Please tell my parents I was sorry for what I had done, and said so to them, and to God, even as I was falling.”

All I can say is that if you’re reading this, and considering taking your own life, PLEASE don’t! Seek counseling. Talk to someone. Contact me, and I’ll put you in touch with someone. PLEASE.

You are not alone. You are loved.

I feel your peace,

Anthony

http://www.anthonyquinata.com

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