Faded: The Circle of Life to the Soul

By Trish Avery

Faded: The Circle of Life to the Soul is journey through death, taking away fear and mystery. Trish takes you on the journey through the circle of life, death, and rebirth, telling real stories of people who have remembered the journey, going into the life between lives, where we plan our next life. She takes you into the afterlife to get a glimpse of the soul and what it is like when we journey onto our next adventure. She tells you heart-touching stories that relate to these journeys, in the end, bringing death into the light to take its place in the circle of life.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Xlibris US
• Release date: Jul 2, 2019
• ISBN: 9781796044553

Trish Avery

Trish Avery is a Pennsylvanian past life and regression therapist, life coach, intuitive reader, medium, and author and has been a highly sensitive empath since childhood. She helps others connect the dots, create balance, and find their authentic selves in a world that is facing major changes and awakenings and evolving at a fast pace.

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Copyright © 2019 by Trish Avery.

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CONTENTS

•   Introduction

•   Death

*   So What Is Death?

•   Transitioning

*   A Silent Tear

*   The Ill

*   The Departing Spirit’s Experience

*   We Do Not Die

•   Crossing Over

*   May I Go Now?

*   The Personal Journey

*   Children That Go Through The Veil

*   U-Turn

•   Suicide

•   The Journey Of The Soul

*   A Journey Of The Soul To The Spirit

*   Orbs Of The Soul

•   The Journey Forward

*   When Time Stopped

•   Vibration

*   Chakras:

*   The Vibrations And Energies Of Spirits

•   Afterlife Light

*   The Afterlife

*   Norse Mythology

*   Where Is The Afterlife?

*   Is There An Afterlife?

•   The Journey

*   Going Home

*   I Am Spirit Without A Body. Now What?

•   Life Between Lives And The Life You Planned Before You Were Born

*   Pre-Birth Planning

*   Unconditional Love

•   Victim Consciousness

*   Veronica’s Story

*   Walk-In Souls? Seriously?

*   The Fight

•   Oh, That Birthmark

*   The Case Of The Early Return

*   Fortune-Telling A Birthmark

*   Karma

•   Death And Consciousness

*   Jack’s Story

*   What Science Said? Or Not?

*   Grief

*   Into The Light

•   I Opened My Eyes Today

•   Bibliography

T HE STORIES IN this book are true stories. The names and places have been changed to protect the privacy of all involved. Every person’s beliefs and journey are their own. This book is not intended to change one’s mind or add shadow to another belief. Its only intention is to educate and to present another perspective.

To show the beauty and love in this dance we call the circle of life to the soul, to open your eyes up to the journey that each of us takes through lifetimes, each time learning the lessons we need to get one step closer to ascend to oneness.

The word God in this book does not represent one God. It represents a universal consciousness.

T O

MY GRANDDAUGHTER Hailey who sat up late nights and acted as a sounding board as I struggled through parts of the book, for the lift me up and push when I needed it.

To my son, for without him and his support, this would not have been possible.

To all those whom I call family that have been through the struggles with me, giving up time and understanding when I needed it most, and for always believing in me when I did not. You all are my world, and without you, I would not have gotten through the rough times of being an author.

To those who allowed me to write their story and trusted me to help them through their own healing.

To all those who have lost a loved one and are in constant search for answers, I hope you find them within these pages, that you find peace and healing.

Namaste and thank you,

Trish Avery

T HIS DAY WAS a sad day for me, and my heart hurts. My baby kitty passed from something unknown. I woke up in the middle of the night like I do most nights for a drink of water. It is winter, and the air all around is dry, so I awoke with what feels like sandpaper in my mouth. As I walked to the kitchen, I saw the little peeking head of my little kitty, Oliver. I smiled and went to him and gave him my little rubbing of the head. He was so tiny, so soft and loving. He responded with a little purr. We parted, and I went back to my room and back to sleep. This was my morning to sleep in and did not need to get out of bed at the five o’clock alarm, so I did.

At nine o’clock, I got up, and he was laid sprawled out on his blanket cold and barely a breath left. He looked at me as I cuddled him. He meowed, and I held him until he passed. I was heartbroken. This little guy had brightened my life for the past two weeks. He was skinny and stopped eating the first few days I got him. The vet told me to bottle-feed him. There were no clear signs of him being sick. I did that for a few days, and he started to eat again and run and play.

We called him parrot kitty because his favorite place was on top of someone’s shoulder. He was eating his food, so I reduced the feeding of his kitty milk to once a day. I do not know why in my human mind Oliver died this morning, but the part of me that is my soul told me this is what I must write about—grief, death. The cycle of life.

RIP, my sweet Oliver.

A LL MY LIFE, I have known that I am not like the masses. I have always been different. I was born into this human experience knowing who I am and embracing the tasks of this earthly journey. I always have half of me here in this earthly plane and half of me in the next plane. I have always been free to travel between both worlds. I feel the reason for this is that I was never mainstreamed and blocked from where I truly came from. None of this seemed weird or different to me.

I lived in foster homes all my life after the age of four, going from one home to the next. Although my birth mother struggled with her life as a mother because of losing her mother at the age of thirteen to cancer, she herself did not have the teaching most girls received from their mother. At thirteen, both her parents passed away and, being the eldest, became a mother to her own siblings. She grew up in a time where women learned to be mothers from their own mothers. With the loss of her mother so young, she was not able to build some of the tools she needed to be a mother to her own children. This absence resulted in having me taken away from her. I do not blame her. I believe that it was part of my journey to be the person that I am.

As I went through life, I slipped through the cracks of being mainstreamed; therefore, my natural abilities were never blocked. I learned the things that would hold me back in my journey from my birth mother’s upbringing and having to be an adult at the age of thirteen. I have been asked many times how do I know how to be and survive in this earthly world if I was not taught the simple things as family, being a mother or just surviving, the nurturing of a mother or the strictness of a parent. My answer to that is that those lessons I learned in another lifetime, and they were in my soul’s consciousness, and I knew that as a young child.

If I look back and see my birth and all that I endured in my first four years of life, there are things that should have left mental scars for life according to the masses and standards of this humanness. Through this, I can see some of my purpose for this journey.

In Through the Cracks: The Magic in Me, my first book, I tell the story of my early life where I was locked in a closet with my siblings by my mother to keep us safe so she could work to support us. Even at my young age, I was able to use my natural abilities to protect and take care of my elder siblings. Without my birth, my siblings may not have survived those times. At that time in my young life, I was also aware of my special friends who helped and guided me.

My abilities were never stifled. People were more afraid of them than anything else. I did not have a filter, so how I felt about someone was known if I wanted them to know it, and that did not change as I grew up. Keeping it in has been my biggest challenge in life.

Spirits have never been something that I feared. I would see and interact with them regularly. I was very comfortable in their presence and never thought it to be anything abnormal. How could I feel uncomfortable or fear when this is who I was from birth and nothing else mattered? I was always a seeker, and I discovered my true self by accepting the me that I am the knowing that seemed so strong inside me.

When I got older, more of me came out and was noticed by others, but what I also noticed was that the bullies would too. They showed up in my life, and the more fear they had for me, the worse the bullies got. The bullies never changed who I am and my journey. I continued to grow and evolve. They showed me more about myself, which made me fully aware that I am unique. I believed then that this was the life I had chosen, and there were going to be obstacles and challenges, but this was what I chose so I could move forward in my journey.

I am now an adult with kids and grandchildren of my own. Times have changed, and you would think that through all these years, the masses would be more accepting and/or educated with the abundance of knowledge from great masters of all belief systems. There should not be any question. Instead, they seek information through mass opinion and from uneducated sources that share their same opinion. This type of action just feeds the bullies. They forget we are all the melting pot of this world. It is a school itself and comes equipped with teachers of all types, and when our knowledge is combined and our ego set aside, we grow. I believed that I was one of those teachers. Through me, I needed to show people that when we go deep within ourselves and act through our love energy, we start to connect to the universal knowing, the God energy.

The years 2018 to 2019 have brought more turmoil, issues, and religious wars. Where we had made strides in these areas, we are now digressing. People only follow the masses. They choose not to look inward and see the love for all humanity. It is all about what I want and is ruled by the mentality that is I do not get what I want, and then the inner beast comes out with rage and violence. The process of evolving stops. God is being destroyed not by taking out prayer in schools but because the ego has taken over. They stopped educating themselves, they stopped looking inside to find this universal God, and they disconnected from the universal love. This is spinning the web of negative energy and creating havoc, hatred, and destruction. On a deeper spiritual level, it is damaging the soul. Mass thinking stops evolution and soon will take away free will, and humanity will be just a word with no meaning. Love energy will be gone.

Today there are so many media outlets to help get connected and gain knowledge that will help pull away from mass thinking and help move this world out of the dark energy that is being created, to evolve. Get away from the I and join with the we.

I hope this book is viewed as a teaching tool to help you understand where we came from and how life and death are the same just a journey to the next step in the circle of life.

I hope by seeing through my eyes, you will be able to celebrate each part of the soul’s journey through death. I strive to create more understanding so that grief, although always part of our human process, will ease the pain and lessen the destruction that is created in our lives by the death of a loved one. Death is part of the journey of the soul, and its journey was never meant to destroy.

At the end of this book, I will list some of my teachers who have helped me evolve and remain my true self. Through their experiences and knowledge, I grew to become the person I am today. Some teachers I had were not just well-known masters and authors. They were just everyday people who came into my life either negatively to show me something about myself and test me in areas I needed tested or positively to help me see life in a better way.

A teacher was a mother and her child that showed love, compassion, and tenderness. Another teacher was a beautiful autistic boy who had so many struggles in life but beat every challenge that was put in his path with the strength that was within him that I had not seen in others. Each moment is a teaching moment. Each obstacle helps us learn the struggle. Most importantly, it awakens us to the journey and evolves the soul.

After writing my first book, Through the Cracks: The Magic in Me (2017), and getting my first review, I started to think deeply about it, like I am sure every author does from time to time. The words that kept coming back to me were Do not hold back. The story you need to write is the story you do not want to tell. Dig deep and get personal. All my training told me to do that. Did I do that? I asked myself. My stories are true, and most people do not know the stories for one reason or the other. The main reason for this is, not that I have not told the stories but that I could not wrap my head around them because some of them are just not in the mainstream thinking. I lost them at soul. A selected handful of people did know my stories, and the ones who did know said, Trish, you held back! For example, in the chapter ‘The Accident’ (pg76), did you describe what happened before the accident? What you saw in the mirror and how you got home from that accident? said my friend and critic. No, I did not. It was too out of mainstream thinking. I was stuck where I always have been, in the fear of judgment and ridicule. I wrote an excellent book, it got great reviews, but there still lies untold secrets in the stories. In this book, I do not hold back. I lay it all out there for you to see and experience. I do not follow mainstream thinking. In promoting this book, I have seen that mainstream thinking has reached its peak, and a new wave of free thinkers is on the rise. This creates an awakening, and a major change occurs.

In Through the Cracks: The Magic in Me, I tell you about me and how I always knew I was different and that I would never be like the mainstream, and it was impossible for me to conform to any other me that I am. I can only evolve and grow. I have always viewed life and death differently than mainstream people have, and for that reason, I was viewed as