The Santa Rosa Story By Cynthia Beck, MH
As a trained medium, I do not believe in death. My many experiences interpreting messages of those no longer in the physical makes it impossible for me to think physical death is final.
Yet, the loss of a loved one is a painful human journey. Mediumship offers hope.
Karl West the Third, AKA, K3,* was my son’s best friend. They attended the Civil Air Patrol Cadet (CAP) program and activities together for many years. K3 was a hard worker and a known prankster with a magnetic smile. He volunteered with the CAP to help with support during wild fires and other natural disasters. He was trained in emergency response and safety techniques. It was his greatest desire to be a Parachute Jumper in the Air Force.
K3’s family did everything together. Both parents held leadership roles in CAP, spending their free time mentoring young cadets. They organized and attended CAP events all over the state, often taking my son along. He considered the West’s a second family.
Tragically, on the last day of his Air force basic training survival course, K3 was found unresponsive. It is believed he died from heat exposure. We were all shocked and devastated. He was an extraordinary young man, always willing to assist others, serve his community and his country. Most of his home town of Livermore CA turned out for his memorial services.
His parents faced the ultimate loss, the early death of their only son. I wanted to help with their grief, but it did not seem to be my place.
I tried to connect with K3 to bring my son undeniable evidence that he is still right here. My attempts only brought vague sensations and K3’s amazing smile.
Before a two-day training in mediumship with Suzanne Giesemann, I asked K3 to come through for me in some of the practice sessions. Alas, my family showed up with irrefutable evidence it was them, but K3 did not make himself known.
Suzanne Giesemann is a retired Naval Commander and evidential medium. After the death of Suzanne’s step-daughter, Susan, a sergeant in the Marine Corps who was struck and killed by lightning along with her unborn son, Suzanne was propelled in a new direction in search of life’s deepest truths. She is now a well-known medium, spiritual teacher and the author of
Suzanne’s work includes books about children who have crossed over. In Wolfe’s Message, she tells of uncanny synchronicities and messages from a teenager on the other side which will make the most skeptical mind consider other possibilities. Because of her impeccable military background I wondered if Wolfe’s Message might be helpful to K3’s family.
I asked my son if he thought K3’s parents would be open to one of Suzanne’s books. He said he didn’t think Karl’s Father would be, and he didn’t know about the Mom.
I asked him why. He told me the following story.
He said he and K3’s Dad were at lunch talking about K3. The Dad said he’d like to believe things he had heard like the Santa Rosa story, that indicated there was life after death, but he just couldn’t.
The Santa Rosa story? What’s that?” I asked.
“Oh, you haven’t heard the Santa Rosa story?”
Well, during the horrific fire in Santa Rosa, one of the firefighters, a friend of K3’s, rescued a woman sitting on a park bench. Once she was safe at the shelter, the firefighter asked her how she got to the park.
She said a young man knocked on her door. He told her the fire was close. She had to leave now. He escorted her to a park a few houses away. He told her to stay there and she would be safe.
The firefighter’s cell phone screen had a memorial picture of K3. The woman looked down at it and said ‘That’s him. That’s the young man who helped me!’
The firefighter said, Ma’am, that’s impossible. This man died a year ago.
Well, that’s him! I’d know that smile anywhere! she insisted.
I laughed out loud and startled my son. “Wow! Don’t you see?”
I wanted K3 to give me a message to prove to you he was still okay. But K3 gave you a message to give to me!
Of course that was K3. And of course, he’s still helping others!”My son didn’t know what to think. He’s a skeptic, but the connection was obvious to him, too.
When our grief is deep, and the loss is painful, it’s hard to be open without feeling like wishful thinking or pure insanity has taken us over. Yet, these stories persist.
I consistently know things about the personalities of people no longer in physical bodies that I never met. They seem eager to speak to those who believe they are lost forever.
Perhaps those of us who practice mediumship are a special kind of crazy. Or perhaps we are right. For mere mortals, there is no proof. But for me, I prefer hope to darkness. And, I trust my experience.
*Names have been changed to protect privacy.
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