Among its activities, the foundation Lovefrequencies gives voice to some of the energies (including those who ask for it) that I receive as a medium. My mediumship is multifaceted (scientific communication, philosophy, guidance for personal growth, healing, messages from the deceased loved ones, spirit art through co-writing, paintings, and rings), and this is also true for the source of the communications I receive during my trance sessions: deceased who want to witness they are actually alive in the Spirit World; deceased who need comfort and guidance to proceed in their path; deceased who were writers, poets, or scientists in their last material, incarnated life and want to contribute their works further, sometimes as a form of healing and self-healing; representatives of other worlds, planets, and civilizations that wish to start an exchange of communication and knowledge with human beings to support mankind’s evolution.
You might have already read my first post about Jacqueline, a young British lady from higher aristocracy of the end 1700s and beginning of 1800s. Jacqueline has been in touch with me since the end of last summer in different ways, but especially by her poems, which she has asked me to publish.
In this regard, today I have received a moving letter from her, in automatic writing. I know it’s important that I share it with you, as it will bring light, relief, and joy in your hearts, but also a message on the truth of being:
Dear Sabrina,
it’s with immense pleasure that I share with you my musical poetry. This is the sound of my soul, all the unspoken words of my last life, all the emotions I couldn’t express, …I wasn’t allowed to, but nobody I blame, no, none myself. I accept as I know, now and by now.
The colours I could see in my dreams, either at night or along my days, were pure joy for me. A joy I wasn’t allowed to express, …inconvenient for a young lady coming from higher aristocracy, at my time, moreover, …in Britain, moreover. You know, you are saving me, you are healing me, my soul. I have no words of reward to thank you. What you are doing is light for me. You are putting light along my path in this quite dusk place, along my path towards that bright sun I see from here, there, down there, waiting for me. You are saving me from the deep water into which I fell. I did it, I know. I couldn’t swim, I know, I did it, but I was in absolute despair. Now, I’m born again, I’m ready to forgive myself, to go along with my being of joy and love again, first myself and the beauty I am. Please don’t stop receiving me, please keep writing my poems, please speak them out, read them to women and men for the joy of being and the harmony of life. This is the sound of music and soul from the beyond, from God, from light and love, from peace, where I go, in the end.
With infinite love and appreciation,
Jacqueline
