I love you, I love you, I love you; That’s All I Want To Say (Part 3 – Final)

On October 15, 2019 by Michelle Love

Continued from Part 2.

Saturday morning, September 21 — the 4th day of class began just like the others. During check-in, Gordon spoke about his session the day before. He spoke about getting bombarded with messages that he didn’t know what to do with. He had never had that experience. Our lead teacher, Michele, told him that the Biofield Tuning founder, Eileen McKusick, says that if she gets a thought/message into her mind three times, that she’ll go ahead and say it. Gordon was questioning speaking the messages because there may be times that the client might not be open to those messages, or may not want to or be ready to hear them.

I raised my hand at that point, and said directly to Gordon, “if there was anything else you wanted to tell me, just know that I am open to receiving that!” We all laughed and he said he would talk to me at lunch.

We went back to our smaller groups to continue the student giving/receiving sessions. Gordon sat, reflecting on what came into his mind the prior day, writing notes on the back of his BT manual. At lunch, I tagged along with Gordon, his wife, Penny, and some other classmates. He told me what came into his mind during the session for me, going through his notes. When he was finished, looking confused, he said, “I asked BJ to please give me something that only you and he would know, and I didn’t get that.”

“Oh yes you did,” I said.

“When you told me that he said, ‘You were the best mom I could have ever had’, I knew that was BJ speaking. He used to write that to me in the cards he gave me, and on the small whiteboard in his room.” Gordon was in awe. Everyone at the table was silent for a few moments, just taking it in.

I finally felt what I was expecting to feel from my son. He made sure of it. He’s very present, even though he’s not here for me to physically interact with — I can still talk to him and I know he’s there — just behind the veil.

I love you, BJ.