The first spirit I communicated with.
It was the middle of February and it was a cold winter day in Saskatchewan like usual. My husband and I were at our place just outside the city of Saskatoon. It was a normal Saturday morning. I had a sudden urge to get outside and go visit my tree friends. I thought well it’s kind of cold and I don’t want to, so I ignored this urge. Then again I felt this nudge to get the heck outside and sit with the trees. I had this thought come to my awareness to bring an offering to the trees. I was like okay this is odd but what can I bring the trees? I looked around the kitchen and saw the container of coffee grounds we keep for our garden, I poured the grounds into a container put my boots and toque on then ventured outside. There’s this old Ash tree at the back of our property. It has branches growing every which way and there’s a ton of dead fall, this tree needs some love. I was drawn to go sit with it. It’s neat because there’s a big thick branch that grew straight out, it makes for the perfect bench. The tree welcomed me as I trudged through the snow towards it. I removed the snow from the trunk of the tree and dumped the coffee grounds around the tree. I did think this was a little strange but thought I’ll just go with it.
“This presence did not go away, it felt like someone was standing rite beside me. Next I heard “hello”…and I was thinking ummm what? where is this coming from? I looked around again, no one was around, it was just me and my Ash tree.”
I was cold but I knew I needed to stay outside with this tree. It was a beautiful moment to sit with this tree and the silence of the Sask prairies on a cold winter day. I took a seat on the branch, looked around the yard and admired how the tree grew. I knew this tree was old and wise, I felt like it had a lot to tell me. All of a sudden I felt a presence, you know the feeling you get when someone walks up behind you but when I looked around there was no one to be found. I thought well that was strange. This presence did not go away, it felt like someone was standing rite beside me. Next I heard “hello”…and I was thinking ummm what? where is this coming from? I looked around again, no one was around, it was just me and my Ash tree. I heard “hello” again….so I thought well the polite thing to do is to say hello back. Then I heard “this is Frank” (I was thinking what the….I do not know any Franks?). So I said Hi Frank, who are you? Then he said I’m the owner of this land. I was like okay that’s cool, I’m just going to go inside now. I got up from the tree and hightailed it inside. I came inside and took my boots off. I walked into the living room and looked at my husband Troy and he was like, what’s up, he could tell that something happened. We now joke that the look on my face was like I just seen a ghost but I heard a ghost instead. I said to Troy, “do you know a Frank?”. He’s like “yeah, he used to live here with his brother Fred. He is the one I bought the house from. He died a while ago…why? In my head I’m thinking wow I was able to communicate with a man that died years ago. I told Troy what else he said and he couldn’t believe what just happened. Troy never shared stories of Frank before, I knew this house was old but I didn’t know much of the history about it or the people who had lived here before. This feeling of having a connection this strong to the spirit world shook me. But not in a way where I wanted to hide under the covers. I was curious, curious to learn more about what happens to you on the “other side”.