I never planned to write this book, then my mother died.

For years, I have worked with people experiencing grief, transition, signs, intuitive messages, energy, the unexplainable and the unseen. I could tell someone what I sensed, even deliver messages that came through during a reading or energy work. But I had never lost someone this close to me, so all my experiences with grief and losing a loved one was speculative to say the least.

When my mother died, suddenly all of those beliefs became personal. I found myself asking questions I had never truly had to confront.

Why hadn’t she visited me? Would I recognize her if she did? Did the energy work matter? Are soul contracts really responsible for everything that happens to us? Why do we feel like we need a spiritual explanation for tragedy?

And what if the most spiritual answer sometimes is simply…. I don’t know.

This book was written from inside my grief and one of the greatest realizations I have had through losing my mom is that perhaps our purpose here isn’t nearly as complicated as we make it.

Maybe our purpose here is to just live!

The Death of a Spiritualist is now available on Amazon in paperback and Kindle