A & A on Flagstaff Mtn

Spirit Messages

Messages From The Other Side?

Rich Resuta and Ariel, January 2012, on top of Flagstaff Mountain, Boulder, Colorado

 

Being Psychic You See The Good and The Bad

As an intuitive healer, sensing and feeling what is going on with a client is powerful and makes healing much faster because I can get to the root of the issue in minutes rather than months. When it comes to loved ones, even ex-husbands, it can give one insight into things you may wish you did not know. When Rich Resuta asked me last May, “Was the infection cleared up with the antibiotics for his abscessed tooth?” I had to tell him it had traveled to his heart and may even cause his death. That was tough. When I asked for my gift of sight to come in completely, I was told, “You know you will see everything, not just the positive.” I had to agree that I understood that was the case. I did an Akashic Record reading on March 25, 2012 where The Ascended Masters told me that Rich would not be around much longer.
 
Some of you already know that I predicted Rich’s death in May, he died in his sleep on the night of July 4th, 2012. This has been devastating to Ariel and she has grown a lot since that day. 
Rich, Ariel’s 16th birthday Scott Carpenter Park, CO 2012
Rich had been a runner since High School. His knowledge of fitness, with a degree in Physical Education and the fact that he taught PE in Georgia for two years made him a great coach for all of our children. As a step-father to Adam and David, he encouraged them to run, which they did in High School. Even Ariel ran cross country for Milton, High as well as Girl’s On The Run in middle school. Adam and David both ran the Peachtree with Rich several times, Ariel once. Adam even went on to run the Half Marathon in Atlanta on Thanksgiving Day in 1999.
 
Father’s Day has been looming large on the horizon as the next first that Ariel has to experience without the physical presence of her father. I was very aware of Father’s Day coming up and was wondering what I could do to make it any easier for her. Saturday, June 1st, I got guidance to take Ariel to breakfast, even though I had deadlines to meet and work to do. My guides told me she needed me and my undivided attention – away from my home office. When she came into my office, to tell me about her latest dream sequence, I said, “Hold that thought, we’ll go out for breakfast and you can tell me then.” By the time she was showered, dressed and we were out the door, it was more like lunchtime. I commented on Ariel’s choice of clothing, a 17-year-old marathon t-shirt of her late father’s. She shrugged meaning, “It was what I was told to wear.” We live daily by following our intuitive guidance. Our lives flow so much more beautifully when we do. We both have paid the price dearly with pain, suffering and backward motion when we do not.

Rich Resuta, David Gates, Jennifer, Ariel and Gunner in Alpharetta, Georgia
 
I asked where she wanted to eat and Ariel said, Chili’s. Chili’s had been a long-standing favorite of her’s for her father-daughter Sundays. For the past three years, Rich would pick Ariel up and take her out to lunch and they spent the afternoon talking while they ate, taking their conversation into Rich’s truck, usually parked in front of our house for hours while they sat and talked together. It is what Ariel misses most about her father’s passing. It was an opportunity for Ariel to talk about her friends, who she had a crush on and what was going on in school. Rich was always attentive and gave her his best guidance on each situation, whether Ariel agreed or not. Rich was very self disciplined and helped Ariel with a lot of life’s events. 
 
When they drove to the restaurant Rich played music and Ariel encouraged her father to sing along with her to their favorite songs. One in particular was called, The Center of Attention, by an artist called Guster. I had never heard this song before. Ariel uploaded it to her phone after her father’s transition (apparent death) and we listened to it often on long road trips between Colorado and Georgia, or during our move to California. It always reminded Ariel of her father. It was like a direct link to her Dad. 

When we sat in our booth at Chili’s Saturday, June 1st, in Lancaster, California hungrily awaiting our order to be delivered we were both taken by complete surprise by the song that suddenly began to play. Yes, it was Guster, The Center of Attention. Ariel and I immediate looked at each other and burst into tears. We could feel his presence. Ariel was sitting across the table from me wearing her father’s marathon shirt a week after the Boulder Boulder where Adam, my oldest son experienced Rich’s presence. 

You could say, “Well that was a coincidence.” To the nay sayers, I will tell you that almost every night while I work doing energy clearings in my office that Rich shows up energetically, knocks once on my closet door. I always ask, “Who is there?” They typical response is in Rich’s dry and sarcastic tone, “Who else?” Or, “Who did you expect?” I know what Rich’s energy feels like. He was present on top of Flagstaff Mountain, in Boulder when we did his ceremony. I could hear him say to me, “Bye Jennifer !”


Adam and Ariel – Milton C.C. 2011

In his typical taunting voice he always used when he said my name. Personalities come across the ethers. Their voice remains the same, as does their energy. I am a medium. Spirits talk to me. I hear the voices of St. Germain, Archangel Michael and others on a daily basis. When you sense energy blueprints, you come to recognize people just by their energy rather than their physical presence. 

Adam and David Gates
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Rich has shown up for both of my sons at different times, since his apparent physical death. When Adam ran the Boulder, Boulder Memorial weekend he told me “Rich came in at mile 1.” Rich was a runner and ran the Peachtree Road Race 26 years in a row. The only one he missed was this past one (July 4, 2012), the day he (died). 

When David built a changing table this spring for his best friend,

David Gates

he asked Rich to help him. He felt his presence and was able to create a beautiful piece of furniture with little knowledge and expertise.

David and Ashley Gates 2010

 David said, he could not have built it without Rich.

I use brackets here, because every time I use the word death, or died in reference to him or my friends, Diana Davis or JoAnne Butler, who also transitioned within weeks of each other, they all say, “WE ARE NOT DEAD!” The difference is that they are not in physical form. They are still very much alive. They think, they feel and they experience. Just like we do in a physical body. Rich has such a sense of humor he even showed up in my dream one night, having explicit oral sex with me! It was not a dream, it was very real. I had to make it very clear this was not okay. It never happened again. Rich laughed about it afterward. He thought it was funny. So I know first hand that Spirits can do a lot of things, like play music when they want to get your attention. They can also come into your dreams if they choose to get a message to you. Rich remained hopeful that we would be intimate that last year when he visited us in Boulder, Co. I was not interested in going there, hence his visit to me in my dream after his transition.

Rich, David and Adam – Ariel’s choral concert
Ariel looking like Rich in his shirt at Chili’s
 
    
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
I had two miraculous music encounters with Rich’s spirit twice in 2012, where he played music which sent me a very clear message. The link above regarding Rich’s death explains the first experience I had. In September, 2012, I had to drive to Williston, North Dakota to pick up Rich’s truck, which was now Ariel’s and the rest of his belongings. Ariel is the sole heir. The only way to get his belongings was to take a plane and a bus to get there and drive his truck back to Colorado. On the way back, I hesitated to get in his truck and drive in Rich’s energy for 12 hours. His energy was all over the truck, in the glove box, the console, everywhere I looked. When I finally got on the road, I plugged in my phone and listened to downloaded music till it began to crackle. Strange that it did so, as the music was on my phone and not coming over radio waves. I was forced to push the button on the radio to stop the noisy static being emitted. 

 
I heard Rich’s voice as I began to push buttons say, “Remember the year Ariel was born?” Of course I did, “It was 1996, May 21st to be exact.” As I pushed the button the static stopped and music began to play. It was Lighning Crashes, by Live. This music was playing all over the airwaves the year Ariel was born. It is the story of life and death. Women having babies, abortions, and old mother dying. It was very poignant and emotional for me.  The next song that played was Stupid Girl by Garbage. I knew that RIch always thought I was stupid for divorcing him, feeling that marriage should be till death.
Ariel, Mojave Desert, CA 2012 in her Dad’s truck
There were 7 other songs that played and  sent me a very clear message of what he was thinking about and wanted me to know. Each song that played told me a story and gave me a message. There is no doubt in my mind that Rich caused these songs to play and caused my phone to crackle so that I had to turn on the radio. When the announcer came on the air, I was blown away even further, “We’re playing music from 1996, all weekend!” What are the chances that the pushing of buttons I was unfamiliar with to preset stations would land me on the very one that was playing songs from the year of our daughter’s birth? 10,000 to one? No more like 1,000,000 to one. Proving miracles happen every day and spirits can communicate with us if we are awake enough to notice.We became friends in the last years of his life, and spent time together in Boulder when he visited Ariel while working in North Dakota. We often went to my favorite pie place, The Walnut Cafe and had breakfast together while Ariel slept in. 
 
Rich was instrumental in giving me the courage to start my landscaping business in Atlanta, Georgia in 2001. He was a home builder and hired me to landscape a high end residential home for a famous infertility specialist in Buckhead. My company, For Heaven Scapes, Ltd

Adam and David Gates, Jennifer and Ariel

 was opened in 2001 and was closed in September 2011 when Ariel and I moved to Boulder, Colorado. Giving credit where credit is due, had it not been for his encouragement, I know I would never have taken the leap from Master Gardener to landscape professional. I also give Rich credit for helping to end my pity party of victimization. Our marriage was tumultuous; a soul mate relationship. Not the idyllic kind you hear about in books. It was difficult, challenging and life altering. He gave me the gift of Ariel at 41. Soul mate relationships are all about making monumental changes in one’s life. That he did. All of my kids worked for For Heaven Scapes at different times. This company provided me the impetus to continue to be entrepreneurial, rather than return to corporate America. Working in the dirt, creating beautiful landscapes for my clients was my passion for over 10 years. It gave me great joy and grounded me, teaching me many lessons about the earth and how everything is alive. I experienced the consciousness of trees and plants during this time for the first time. I came to the understanding that God consciousness is in every rock, tree, blade of grass and every flower. When you look back to see who it was that gave you the impetus to move you beyond your small self, it is time to take note and be Grateful. I am grateful to Rich Resuta and all the lessons he gave me, big and small. They shattered what I thought was reality and moved me to a higher plane of existence. He continues to make comments to me about our daughter, Ariel. In Albuquerque, New Mexico he strongly commented about me letter Ariel and Tessa

Ariel Resuta and Tessa

out without any known curfew. On his insistence I called Ariel and had them return to our hotel room. Ariel was relieved as Tessa was on the verge of getting them into some trouble that could have been dangerous. 

 
Life is a journey of experiences. Learning how to live from the High Self to get the most out of life and live joyously is what I help women do. Experience life from the extraordinary. Contact me for a 20 minute coaching call to see if working with me is in your highest and best interest. If you are reading this, there is no accident. Visit Jennifer’s website
 
I am open to hearing your questions and comments on this subject, because I know a lot of people have questions about what happens after death. I have had quite a lot of first hand experience with loved ones leaving this plane, and one who died in my presence (John Armbruster read my book, Odyssey Victim to Victory for the details of this amazing experience). Visit Jennifer Elizabeth Master’s website
 
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