Lucia Brodie

Illuminating Deep Peace

Lucia Brodie

Honouring the Truth

a Christmas story
A Christmas story
I love to share this story of my grandparents...
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A message came from my maternal grandmother when I was attending a mediumship workshop.  She said that as  her wedding day had been the most wonderful day of her life, she wanted me to honour her wedding dress. At the time, it was wrapped carefully in a box in the garage. Neither daughter wished to wear it so I had it put in a shadow box! It faced the Christmas tree, which was decorated with coloured tinsel.

Backtrack to my grandparents, Clara and Alexander ,pictured on the left.  She wore a beautiful custom -made  dress , probably from New York . ( I found this out because I took it to our  local museum.) They were married in the state of New York in 1909.

Unfortunately , I never met either of them because my grandmother and the baby boy died shortly afterwards. As it was 1913, her father gave the baby girl, my mother, to her aunt and uncle to be raised. My grandfather has disappeared into the mists of time, dying in 1936.

So the years passed and the dress was worn by my mother in the early forties  ( I have included their picture ) and then by me in the early eighties. It was lovingly placed in the shadow box.

Very shortly after that, I was in the kitchen and I heard a tremendous crash!! The box had fallen forward; it now had bits of tinsel inside and the sleeve was slightly askew. When I told the carpenter, he was astonished that this had happened. He reinforced it, still shaking his head.

It took me months to figure out that this crash was no accident. It was a clear message from the ancestors. They were happy I had honoured their wishes!

I also include the news article about their wedding and it was published on Christmas day in 1909. A Christmas wedding!!!

This Christmas and on all special occasions you can honour your ancestors, by lighting a candle or setting out a place for them at the table.

Deep Peace to you this year during this season and in the years to come.  

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winter worthiness

 In 1909, my grandmother carried orange blossoms and violets. When I look at the dress, no matter what time of year it is , I am reassured; I am so grateful for this experience!!! We are loved. We are not alone. .Thank you, Spirit.