Suicide and Split Souls
Brigid Curran 10 November 2013
It has taken me 3 years to write this article as I am quite an analytical person and require confirmation for the work I do. (Clairvoyant Medium) This event is dedicated to Peter Middleton who passed to a better place 8 March 2010. You will rest in peace.
10th March 2010 I read that a friend of mine died suddenly at home (aged 51) I had not seen him for over 20 years so wondered what had happened to the vibrant person I once knew.
Being on a spiritual journey I am aware that everything happens for a reason and that we should learn by events that occur in our lives. This helps us evolve as people. It does not stop you questioning your belief system.
I would like to share this journey with you in the hopes that you will understand that we are destined to be here and should we cut our lives short, we simply have to rectify this in another life.
Late in 2010 I had a dream, a vivid dream. I am a person who does not dream a lot and when I do have one it is usually due to something I have eaten the night before, pickled onions are notorious for doing this. I digress.
I found myself walking up a hill behind a man in red shorts. I looked up and saw my friend Pete. The way he looked in his 20s (when I knew him) Curly hair, moustache, cute smile and twinkly eyes. We walked together in to, what can only be described as, a hobbit like cave with hospital beds. I noticed crutches and hospital equipment around. Very bizarre. We talked, not knowing how Pete had died; I asked him what had happened. He said "I found life just too difficult and did not realize because of what I did I have to come back, please do not be sad but I will see you again".
Next thing I am being jolted upright in my bed as if someone dropped me from the clouds.
The months went by and I forgot about this dream. Little did I know I was about to enter a journey that would change my life.
January 2011 I was at dinner, there was a man there that was very familiar to me. The build, mannerisms, cheeky smile, twinkle in his eye, I did not know this person prior to this dinner, so why so familiar? He said something to me that jolted my memory. I said "wow I had a friend who use to say that to me" as I laughed I asked where he was from and when his birthday was. They were the same as my friend Pete. Coincidence...maybe. I asked if he had connections to the area Pete lived and he did.
This chance meeting turned out to be a whirlwind of an event for me. Throughout 2011 I had a friendship with this person; It appeared he had a split personality, one minute loving and caring, and the next moody, angry, and depressed... I did not need this in my life so I endeavored to end this friendship. Every time I would ignore him, I would get pulled by my guides to reconnect, to have a relationship with him, to share time with him. After a very erratic year with him I decided I would just ignore my intuition, my guides and especially him, as he was driving me mad. Simple right?...Wrong! When you are working with Spirit you have lessons to learn so that these messages and lessons can be imparted on others. I was finding this also in my readings, I found a lot more clients were coming to see me and in one way or another suicide was the topic.
One evening, after escaping from this man and feeling very much in control now, my guides asked if I would go and see him. I refused. They asked if I could call him. I refused. Then the feeling to connect became so strong I felt I was being carried to his house. Like a mad woman I found myself knocking on his door, front door, back door, window... I started to fear the worst... He finally answered. He came to door, asked me in. He seemed smaller, almost childlike he was wrapped in a robe and looked soul destroyed. We sat and talked and he explained how he was in his car and felt like driving into a wall and ending his life, he went on to say that life had become too difficult and he had thought about suicide a few times, but instead he seeked out the help of his church and had talked to his minister that day and felt better. At this point I knew I was talking to Pete.
Pete had to come back to live his life to that point, and work his way through it. My guides explained that when someone takes their life, they have to live that life again, to learn the lessons and to move through. Because I had a connection with this person, and I was on a learning journey, my guides thought it would be wonderful for Pete to relive his journey with me (Thanks!)
I went home never to see this man again. But a year later I invited him for a coffee to see what changes had occurred in his life. When he arrived. He was not the person I knew; there was no resemblance in his appearance to Pete and infact he was a complete stranger to me. That part of the lesson had been learnt and not only had Pete healed, this person had healed too.
Recently, I asked my guides would I ever get human proof that Pete did actually commit suicide, and if I did get proof would I be able to handle it if he in fact did die of a heart attack perhaps and not suicide. Would my belief system be challenged?
I recently got this proof with Pete's brother.
Here is an excerpt from his email to me.
Mother told me Peter had taken sleeping pills after drinking too much and unfortunately accidentally passed away during the night. The official verdict was Suicide. Every time I have spoken to mother over the last few years before Pete passed away she was telling me he was fine she told me and confirmed Peter had a deep depression for several years prior to the event and was on some very strong anti-depressants...
Was it nice to receive confirmation? In some way it was, but more importantly it made me realize how precious our life is. Reach out and ask for help if you feel this way. As committing suicide will not ease your pain, you will still have the same lessons to learn.
Rest in Peace Pete. I will always love you.