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    <title>Nobody's Dead</title>
    
    
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    <updated>2010-03-11T15:09:31-08:00</updated>
    <subtitle>True stories of our dead communicating with us through the Angels... to bring us peace of mind, relief from anxiety, and joyful closure.

Suzy Morgan's site:  http://www.AskYourAngels.com


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        <title>Your Life Dead</title>
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        <published>2010-03-11T15:09:31-08:00</published>
        <updated>2010-03-11T15:14:40-08:00</updated>
        <summary>My angels show me that we continue after that nasty word, death. We leave behind our bodies and become a part of the unlimited energy that composes our universe. We are already that, but we are clothed in the physical....</summary>
        <author>
            <name>Suzy Morgan</name>
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<content type="html" xml:lang="en-US" xml:base="http://www.nobodysdead.com/">&lt;p&gt;My angels show me that we continue after that nasty word, death.   We leave behind our bodies and become a part of the unlimited energy that composes our universe. We are already that, but we are clothed in the physical.  The challenge with the physical existence is it is so easy to think this is all there is.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://angelvision.typepad.com/.a/6a00e554db087e88330120a9275656970b-pi" style="float: right;"&gt;&lt;img alt="468599613_0811313d07_t" border="0" class="asset asset-image at-xid-6a00e554db087e88330120a9275656970b " src="http://angelvision.typepad.com/.a/6a00e554db087e88330120a9275656970b-800wi" style="margin: 0px 0px 5px 5px;" title="468599613_0811313d07_t"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In our new dead-life, as you know, we are minus a body.  Funny how that idea takes on more appreciation as we age. Energy may mutate, but it/we never disappear. Now in the season of winter, those living in a cold climate know first-hand that the plant life appears dead. We also know that it is not. With the first thaw of the earth warming, little shoots pop up to embrace the sunshine.  Nature appears alive once again and we rejoice with spring's beauty.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In death, you bring your positive and seemingly negative qualities with you. Everything remains the same in the sense that you are you.  Your ability to think and make choices continues. Your mind goes with you in the Afterlife;  your brain stays behind with your outworn body. As you move into the spring of your spirit life, you are rejoined with the expanded self left behind while you made your last jaunt into physicality.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What becomes obvious after you've crossed over, or what I prefer to call, your dead-life, is that you are not the only one around.  The emptiness that accompanies many of us throughout our "real" life, is no longer a partner.  That separateness, with the sense of isolation, is replaced with an acceptance of, "We are all in the soup together, and isn't it a delicious pot?" &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; No longer do we feel like we are the only one messing up.  We understand that we are together, that every being, every animal, every plant, has value. Without you, we would all feel the loss. We are given another chance, and we are given it without judgment, only love.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What is rarely considered, except by spiritual scholars, is that your consciousness remains with you when you cross over.  It is your ability to move through the adventures of life, either alive or dead, from a place of Universal Love, that brings joy and fulfillment, in form or in spirit.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/NobodysDead?a=o4hG9fFqf1o:fGVg8y0NqOw:yIl2AUoC8zA"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/NobodysDead?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/NobodysDead?a=o4hG9fFqf1o:fGVg8y0NqOw:gIN9vFwOqvQ"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/NobodysDead?i=o4hG9fFqf1o:fGVg8y0NqOw:gIN9vFwOqvQ" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/NobodysDead?a=o4hG9fFqf1o:fGVg8y0NqOw:I9og5sOYxJI"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/NobodysDead?d=I9og5sOYxJI" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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    <entry>
        <title>Mike Dooley's thoughts on Crossing Over</title>
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        <id>tag:typepad.com,2003:post-6a00e554db087e88330120a8ece803970b</id>
        <published>2010-03-02T09:55:48-08:00</published>
        <updated>2010-03-02T09:55:48-08:00</updated>
        <summary>Compliments of the inimitable Mike Dooley of Tut.com fame. Today's email is all about crossing over. "It's pretty much always been the same: First there's the life review, then there's the homecoming parties and happy tears flowing like Niagara Falls,...</summary>
        <author>
            <name>Suzy Morgan</name>
        </author>
        
        
<content type="html" xml:lang="en-US" xml:base="http://www.nobodysdead.com/">&lt;p&gt;Compliments of the inimitable Mike Dooley of Tut.com fame. Today's email is all about crossing over.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://angelvision.typepad.com/.a/6a00e554db087e883301310f53b074970c-pi" style="float: right;"&gt;&lt;img alt="1778152081_f37a7f582c_m" border="0" class="asset asset-image at-xid-6a00e554db087e883301310f53b074970c " src="http://angelvision.typepad.com/.a/6a00e554db087e883301310f53b074970c-800wi" style="margin: 0px 0px 5px 5px;" title="1778152081_f37a7f582c_m"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  "It's pretty much always been the same:  First there's the life review, then there's the homecoming parties and happy tears flowing like Niagara Falls, and finally...the sudden and profound realization that throughout their entire life all things were, indeed, possible, and that such a concept wasn't just wishful, part-time, feel-good thinking.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's quite the 'Kodak Moment.'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Whoops, here comes another one.  Tissues everyone!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/NobodysDead?a=AiWkZgAHx4Q:XQTioN93QTU:yIl2AUoC8zA"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/NobodysDead?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/NobodysDead?a=AiWkZgAHx4Q:XQTioN93QTU:gIN9vFwOqvQ"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/NobodysDead?i=AiWkZgAHx4Q:XQTioN93QTU:gIN9vFwOqvQ" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/NobodysDead?a=AiWkZgAHx4Q:XQTioN93QTU:I9og5sOYxJI"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/NobodysDead?d=I9og5sOYxJI" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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    <entry>
        <title>There is no death.</title>
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        <id>tag:typepad.com,2003:post-6a00e554db087e883301310f4a30ec970c</id>
        <published>2010-02-28T18:54:17-08:00</published>
        <updated>2010-02-28T18:51:57-08:00</updated>
        <summary>What is so difficult to comprehend in a body is there is not the differentiation between your "live" life and your "dead" life that you might expect. You continue to exist. The circumstances change. The differentiation is in the mind....</summary>
        <author>
            <name>Suzy Morgan</name>
        </author>
        
        
<content type="html" xml:lang="en-US" xml:base="http://www.nobodysdead.com/">&lt;p&gt;What is so difficult to comprehend in a body is there is not the differentiation between your "live" life and your "dead" life that you might expect.  You continue to exist.  The circumstances change. The differentiation is in the mind.  Unfortunately, the mind only knows what it chooses to see.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is your quandary. It is not so different from the everyday challenge of knowing intuitively that your chosen mate is with someone else when she is pretending to be hard at work;  or your child, while focusing his big brown eyes on you, promises never to ride his bike across town again.  These things happen until we begin to listen to our intuition and no longer allow our minds to feed us the drivel we want to believe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://angelvision.typepad.com/.a/6a00e554db087e883301310f4a4089970c-pi" style="float: right;"&gt;&lt;img alt="277727167_c343d9644c_m" border="0" class="asset asset-image at-xid-6a00e554db087e883301310f4a4089970c " src="http://angelvision.typepad.com/.a/6a00e554db087e883301310f4a4089970c-800wi" style="margin: 0px 0px 5px 5px;" title="277727167_c343d9644c_m"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In death, your life comes into perspective.  The constrictions of time are seen for what they are - ridiculous and man-made. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Once in the afterlife,  you will see you were as a small child, giggling uncontrollably while an adult played peek-a-boo with your "blankie" and you.  Everything remains as it always was, but the child's mind takes on a different reality.  The child believes you disappear and return. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; The innocent within you, chooses to believe the same with life and death.  It is how we were all schooled to keep us in line.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Imagine you could allow yourself to see beyond what your five senses tell you is real.  Whoo!  Wouldn't that be fun!  You can choose today to play your game of life from a different perspective.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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    <entry>
        <title>Leaving the body</title>
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        <published>2010-02-20T15:44:45-08:00</published>
        <updated>2010-02-20T15:44:45-08:00</updated>
        <summary>Babette asked about her brother-in-law in his early forties, who died last week in a horrible motorcycle accident. Although he was within the speed limit, others were driving recklessly fast in the wrong direction and collided with him. Now he...</summary>
        <author>
            <name>Suzy Morgan</name>
        </author>
        
        
<content type="html" xml:lang="en-US" xml:base="http://www.nobodysdead.com/">&lt;p&gt;Babette asked about her brother-in-law in his early forties, who died last week in a horrible motorcycle accident.  Although he was within the speed limit, others were driving recklessly fast in the wrong direction and collided with him.  Now he is dead, leaving behind his wife, three little children under four, and his mother.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://angelvision.typepad.com/.a/6a00e554db087e883301310f235453970c-pi" style="float: right;"&gt;&lt;img alt="2916924810_b8b3862205_m" border="0" class="asset asset-image at-xid-6a00e554db087e883301310f235453970c " src="http://angelvision.typepad.com/.a/6a00e554db087e883301310f235453970c-800wi" style="margin: 0px 0px 5px 5px;" title="2916924810_b8b3862205_m"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Babette want to know if he was in pain, is he okay now, and does he feel his family's pain? His death happened quickly.  Even while he was still breathing, his body was already preparing to let him go.  The Angels are showing me that his spirit lifted out quickly, so that any pain the body might have felt, remained with his body, while he, already in spirit form, was lifted out to the safety of loving arms on the other side.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He could and does feel his family's pain. He also feels the frustration of being perfectly okay and not being able to connect with his family in a way they understand. He wants them to know that he is all right, that he is still here, and that he is mourning &lt;em&gt;their&lt;/em&gt; grief for him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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    </entry>
    <entry>
        <title>A military widow asks about her deceased husband</title>
        <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.nobodysdead.com/2010/02/a-young-still-grieving-military-widow-asked-me-recently-about-why-our-culture-puts-so-much-emphasis-on-marriage-if-it-means.html" />
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        <published>2010-02-07T19:30:25-08:00</published>
        <updated>2010-02-08T06:04:36-08:00</updated>
        <summary>A young, still grieving, military widow asked me recently if she remarries later on, what will happen when she and her husband are reunited after her death? Also she is interested in why she can sometimes feel his presence, then...</summary>
        <author>
            <name>Suzy Morgan</name>
        </author>
        
        
<content type="html" xml:lang="en-US" xml:base="http://www.nobodysdead.com/">&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A young, still grieving, military widow asked me recently if she remarries later on, what will happen when she and her husband are reunited after her death? Also she is interested in why she can sometimes feel his presence, then other times nothing?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Angels explain that there is the love we experience in a body and then there is the Love that we experience in our dead-life. For the majority of us, these are two very different experiences.  In a body, our love is filled with judgment. "Yeah, I love you, but I wish you could have done better." Or "Why were you flirting with ... last night?  I was humiliated!" In life, we are always working with accepting what our mate or friend does and how we perceive their actions. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In our dead life, love is Love. It is unconditional. Our spirit is permeated with the Love of the Source, of God.  In that place there is no room for "yes, but."  Unconditional Love is about acceptance of what is. This love is unequivocal and permeates every drop of your spirit so that you are filled to the brim with joy and contentment if you are willing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://angelvision.typepad.com/.a/6a00e554db087e8833012877748402970c-pi" style="float: right;"&gt;&lt;img alt="651765071_116de8fc20_m" border="0" class="asset asset-image at-xid-6a00e554db087e8833012877748402970c " src="http://angelvision.typepad.com/.a/6a00e554db087e8833012877748402970c-800wi" style="margin: 0px 0px 5px 5px;" title="651765071_116de8fc20_m"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; As for why you sometimes are able to feel your husband's presence and other times not, that can have to do with many things.  When we first pass on, we tend to stay close to home, so you would be apt to feel your husband close to you.  Later on, you will both begin to move on with your lives and reconnect periodically, depending upon your temperament. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you set your intention to connect with your husband in your dream state, most likely you will. The trick will be to to ask to remember your dreams in the morning and perhaps, to keep a pad of paper by your bed to record your remembrance immediately upon awakening.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you remarry, you will have the opportunity to expand your love to include as many husbands as you choose. In your dead life, love never lessens your relationship, it only expands.  Love builds upon love.  It gets stronger and purer, i.e. more accepting and nurturing. Forgiveness becomes a fait accompli for you with others if you allow it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Life is a continuum of energy as opposed to stop and go as it appears to the living. The acceptance found in true Unconditional Love is the glue that moves us into enlightenment and the reunion with the God Source.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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    <entry>
        <title>What happens after death?  What's the difference between dogs and people?</title>
        <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.nobodysdead.com/2010/02/my-spiritual-friend-with-aero-the-much-loved-dog-after-realizing-that-aero-was-again-in-pain-allowed-him-to-be-euthanized.html" />
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        <id>tag:typepad.com,2003:post-6a00e554db087e883301287745536a970c</id>
        <published>2010-02-01T18:51:19-08:00</published>
        <updated>2010-02-02T07:17:32-08:00</updated>
        <summary>My spiritual friend with the much-loved dog, Aero, after realizing he was in constant pain, allowed him to be euthanized. She and her husband mourned not just the loss of their adored pet, but all the past losses that arose...</summary>
        <author>
            <name>Suzy Morgan</name>
        </author>
        
        
<content type="html" xml:lang="en-US" xml:base="http://www.nobodysdead.com/">&lt;p&gt;My spiritual friend with the much-loved dog, Aero, after realizing he was in constant pain, allowed him to be euthanized.  She and her husband mourned not just the loss of their adored pet, but all the past losses that arose again in their hearts. It was a tough time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://angelvision.typepad.com/.a/6a00e554db087e8833012877470880970c-pi" style="float: right;"&gt;&lt;img alt="3049038890_a33bcd4a50_m" border="0" class="asset asset-image at-xid-6a00e554db087e8833012877470880970c " src="http://angelvision.typepad.com/.a/6a00e554db087e8833012877470880970c-800wi" style="margin: 0px 0px 5px 5px;" title="3049038890_a33bcd4a50_m"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Now she wonders if Aero is in doggie heaven playing with his friends, or he is still around, meaning, the house? What the Angels are saying is that we, in the physical life of the third dimension, have difficulty understanding that we move with our energy. Our capabilities are much more than what we imagine.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In everyday life, we move our energy, i.e. ourselves, into a different train of thought. We are anywhere but present. When we are not present, we are in our head, creating a different reality.  The challenge for our friends is there is nobody home to connect to in our physical body.  We are flying loose, untethered, the way we used to navigate in our dead spirit form. If you are accused of not listening, most likely you play around in the spirit world often, but haven't figured out how to control this behavior to benefit yourself and others.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In death, both people and domesticated animals tend to move between the alive world and the dead-spirit world initially.  If we have left behind those we love, we tend to stay close to them until we get used to our state of not having a physical body and they get used to life without us.  Once we catch onto our unlimited capacity to create our life in the spirit world, we can easily b-ilocate and be in our new environment as well as check in with our old "alive" friends.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Imagine you died recently but still feel like you. You feel fine now. Your body no longer hurts;  there is no pain.  Everything looks the same. The freedom allows you to stick around.  After all, where else would you go? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; In the dog, Aero's case, he's spent  some ten or more years with Julie and her husband.  He was rarely on his own except for a few hours, and then in the confines of a home that was prepared for his comfort. He owned the couch.  The white plush rug was his.  His food was lovingly prepared.  His every need watched over. Who wants to leave?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After awhile Aero will feel comfortable enough to roam from his old home. Surrounded by the energy of old friends in the spirit world, gradually he will acclimate to his new home as Julie and her husband move forward in their own lives without Aero.  People exhibit the same behavior as we become comfortable in our new dead-life.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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    <entry>
        <title>The Dying Process</title>
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        <published>2010-01-22T08:49:51-08:00</published>
        <updated>2010-02-02T07:29:08-08:00</updated>
        <summary>My friend, Julie's, beloved dog, Aero, is in his dying process. She works from home, so she can attend to his needs as they appear. It is not her wish to give him the vet "shot." He's much too dear...</summary>
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            <name>Suzy Morgan</name>
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<content type="html" xml:lang="en-US" xml:base="http://www.nobodysdead.com/">&lt;p&gt;My friend, Julie's, beloved dog, Aero, is in his dying process. She works from home, so she can attend to his needs as they appear. It is not her wish to give him the vet "shot."  He's much too dear for that.  So she watches and waits and mourns.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;All of us dog lovers know that dogs live their life differently than people.  I'm not talking about the ability to think,  skin vs. fur, and two legs vs. four.  I'm talking about hearts. Dogs, if not mistreated, seem to be able to live in their heart space.  Who else greets you at the door, tail wagging, tongue flapping, as you enter with a load of groceries?  Who else, after you were annoyed at his behavior, comes back as soon as it is safe, to rub up against you, his whole butt wiggling with delight at seeing you?  Who else returns love consistently even when you forgot to give it?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Aero is curled up on the expensive leather couch, which he commandeered as his own long ago.  Julie says it's so sad.  He has dementia. He's not eating. He barely moves. All he does is sleep.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dying for dogs is not much different than it is for people. We all acknowledge that as your body wears out, you have less energy as your organs slow down and you sleep more.  Gradually you become less active.  The Angels tell me that some amount of what we call dementia is normal.  What is really happening is our consciousness moves from what we think of as reality, "backward"  into other times. Past and present merge.  Old friends, dead for years, move to the forefront.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;a href="http://angelvision.typepad.com/.a/6a00e554db087e88330120a7fd8220970b-pi" style="float: right;"&gt;&lt;img alt="55500208_8ecf6f9177_m" border="0" class="asset asset-image at-xid-6a00e554db087e88330120a7fd8220970b " src="http://angelvision.typepad.com/.a/6a00e554db087e88330120a7fd8220970b-800wi" style="margin: 0px 0px 5px 5px;" title="55500208_8ecf6f9177_m"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Physicists point out there is no time or space, no past or future. The dying are still in a body, but we move in and out of the physical world until one day we feel safe enough to change containers.  One day we allow ourselves to die, to leave our body. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; The state of mild dementia, is a state of limbo, neither fully alive nor dead. It's the place of feeling your way into your new home.  Imagine yourself opening your eyes and seeing the dead looking alive. You recognize them, but your mind doesn't know how to categorize this picture.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Some of us are able to accept readily that we are returning to spirit form. Others either do not choose to leave the body now, or don't believe there is anything after death.  Some refuse to acknowledge what they see and do not allow themselves to reconnect with their old "dead" friends.  Some of us move into our dead space and see those we know and love, but live in this halfway house of dementia for years because of our culture's medical desire to keep everyone alive; or our personal desire to hold onto life for those we love.  Some of us are just afraid to leave behind our bodies, believing that our existence is over and we are too frightened of the unknown to let go.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;With Julie's permission I will share her email this morning about Aero, "It seems like he doesn't know me but he is as sweet as ever. Saying goodbye is 'gonna' hurt so bad.  Even now with him seeming so different, his presence fills the room with love and calm.  It's amazing how much space a dog's love will occupy.  It's amazing what good company he is for me, even now when he's deep asleep and not himself."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is the love that we all yearn for. From both Julie's side and Aero's, this is love without judgment, so seldom encountered in life in a body.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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    <entry>
        <title>The dead show up in funny places</title>
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        <published>2010-01-13T17:31:13-08:00</published>
        <updated>2010-01-13T17:31:05-08:00</updated>
        <summary>Yesterday as I grabbed a combo slice at CostCo, an old friend waved from 4 tables over and sat down to eat with me. Dave and I enjoyed twenty minutes together dripping cheese and pepperoni and catching up on the...</summary>
        <author>
            <name>Suzy Morgan</name>
        </author>
        
        
<content type="html" xml:lang="en-US" xml:base="http://www.nobodysdead.com/">&lt;p&gt;Yesterday as I grabbed a combo slice at CostCo, an old friend waved from 4 tables over and sat down to eat with me.  Dave and I enjoyed twenty minutes together dripping cheese and pepperoni and catching up on the news.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When he heard what I was up to he told me two recent happenings for him.  Apparently, a couple of months ago he had just bought a fancy new digital clock that projects the time onto his bedroom ceiling. Shortly after, he awoke suddenly at 3:10 a.m. to see the numbers flash on ceiling.  The next morning he found his 90 year-old mother had passed on. You guessed it. 3:10 a.m.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://angelvision.typepad.com/.a/6a00e554db087e88330120a7c97536970b-pi" style="float: right;"&gt;&lt;img alt="2398037051_62280f7f87_m" border="0" class="asset asset-image at-xid-6a00e554db087e88330120a7c97536970b " src="http://angelvision.typepad.com/.a/6a00e554db087e88330120a7c97536970b-800wi" style="margin: 0px 0px 5px 5px;" title="2398037051_62280f7f87_m"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dave is one of those guys who enjoys life and has the friends to prove it. His second story follows. One of his old gang had died and he and his drinking buddies got together within the week at their old hangout by the beach.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; In their dead buddy's honor, and to share stories of their good times together, they all ordered up shots of tequila.  Just as Dave reached over to pick up his shot glass for the toast, and with everyone watching, the shot glass slid across the bar top. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; It was definitely one more for old times sake.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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    <entry>
        <title>Do the dead know when we are trying to reach them?</title>
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        <published>2010-01-09T14:11:10-08:00</published>
        <updated>2010-02-11T16:01:57-08:00</updated>
        <summary>Absolutely! the Angels assure us. However, just as in life, everyone is not receptive to your advances. If you are trying to connect with someone who was withdrawn and unemotional in life, expect the same. If your friend was a...</summary>
        <author>
            <name>Suzy Morgan</name>
        </author>
        
        
<content type="html" xml:lang="en-US" xml:base="http://www.nobodysdead.com/">&lt;p&gt;Absolutely! the Angels assure us. However, just as in life, everyone is not receptive to your advances. If you are trying to connect with someone who was withdrawn and unemotional in life, expect the same. If your friend was a scientific type who poo-poohed anything that could not be explained with traditional science, he might not know how to connect with you. Or he might think he made up the unexplainable experience of you, because this connection makes no sense in the physical world.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Some of the deceased may be ashamed of how they treated you, or of how they lived their life, and deliberately hold back.  Others are shy and afraid to come forward, just as they were reticent and stood back in life.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then there are also those who died from a debilitating illness.  They are busy rebuilding their energy so they can move forward in this new part of their dead-life.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://angelvision.typepad.com/.a/6a00e554db087e8833012876be27d9970c-pi" style="float: right;"&gt;&lt;img alt="3203435411_12abca0207_m" border="0" class="asset asset-image at-xid-6a00e554db087e8833012876be27d9970c " src="http://angelvision.typepad.com/.a/6a00e554db087e8833012876be27d9970c-800wi" style="margin: 0px 0px 5px 5px;" title="3203435411_12abca0207_m"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Of course there are always those with whom we've created a reciprocal love.  Often, they are anxious to let us know all is well. They are the ones who appear at the grave site as that unexplainable humming bird, flapping it's wings madly over their own coffin at their own funeral to make sure you'll notice. Or the ones who terrify you in the middle of the night by throwing every light switch on at 2:00 a.m., or flashing the TV on and off while you were trying to sleep.  These are the beings who still walk with you, if you allow it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Someone asked me recently is we could check on their dead relative without them knowing. The Angels tell me it is possible and probable, especially if they have been deceased for a long time.  When we first pass on, we tend to stay close to those we love. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; As time moves on and the distance between us lengthens, both sides acclimate to life without the other.  This includes the dead who have had the opportunity to reunite with old friends and interests left behind in a body. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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    <entry>
        <title>Proof of Heaven and God</title>
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        <published>2009-12-22T17:20:05-08:00</published>
        <updated>2009-12-23T07:59:35-08:00</updated>
        <summary>My friend, Bob, passed this along to me. This is an actual answer posted online by the professor for the midterm chemistry exam question given at the U. of Az. Most students wrote proof of their beliefs using Boyle's Law...</summary>
        <author>
            <name>Suzy Morgan</name>
        </author>
        
        
<content type="html" xml:lang="en-US" xml:base="http://www.nobodysdead.com/">&lt;p&gt;My friend, Bob, passed this along to me. This is an actual answer posted online by the professor for the midterm chemistry exam question given at the U. of Az. Most students wrote proof of their beliefs using Boyle's Law (gas cools when it expands and heats when it is compressed) or some variant.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Is Hell exotheric (gives off heat) or endothermic (absorbs heat?)"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;One student wrote the following:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"First, we need to know how the mass of Hell is changing in time.  So we need to know the rate at which souls are leaving, which is unlikely.  I think that we can safely assume that once a soul gets to Hell, it will not leave.  Therefore, no souls are leaving.  As for how many souls are entering Hell, let's look at the different religions that exist in the world today.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Most of these religions state that if you are not a member of their religion, you will go to Hell. Since there is more than one of these religions and since people do not belong to more than one religion, we can project that all souls go to Hell.  With birth and death rates as they are, we can expect the number of souls in Hell to increase exponentially.  Now, we look at the rate of change of the volume in Hell because Boyle's Law states that in order for the temperature and pressure in Hell to stay the same, the volume of Hell has to expand proportionately as souls are added.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This gives two possibilities:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. If Hell is expanding at a slower rate than the rate at which souls enter Hell, then the temperature and pressure in Hell will increase until all Hell breaks loose.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2.  If Hell is expanding at a rate faster than the increase of souls in Hell, then the temperature and pressure will drop until Hell freezes over.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So which is it?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If we accept the postulate given to me by Teresa during my Freshman year that, 'It will be a cold day in Hell before I sleep with you,' and take into account the fact that I slept with her last night, then number two must be true, and thus I am sure that Hell is exothermic and has already frozen over.  The corollary of this theory is that since Hell has frozen over, it follows that it is not accepting any more souls and is therefore extinct...leaving only Heaven, thereby proving the existence of a divine being, which explains why, last night, Theresa kept shouting, 'Oh my God.'"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This student received an A+.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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