Last year my son died ...and then came back. I had just said goodbye to him at the restaurant he worked at and then left for Nova Scotia where I stayed for the whole month of August. I was there to shoot my By Her Roots series for RootsTelevision.Com. It took two days for me to get there. I called my mother when I arrived and found out that he was in an accident with his bike and now had his jaw wired shut. After frantically trying to get him through text and email I got him on the phone though he could barely talk. He had just been released from the hospital and told me he was fine, that it was just a fracture and that the wires would only be in for two weeks. His roommates were there with him and he had tons of protein shakes he would keep me updated and I was not to turn around and come back.
He lied. He didn't want me to cancel my long time dream of shooting this documentary. The truth was that he broke his jaw on both sides separating it from his skull. He had been lying for a long time in the halls of the hospital in excruciating pain and no one could understand him as he couldn't speak. Finally they took an x-ray and immediately operated on him. When he awoke he said he thought he was Neo in the Matrix..he couldn't open his mouth to speak and didn't know why... he was thrashing about in a panic.
I sent out a request for Blue Light through our prayer network, My Elder says bathing a subject in blue light is the best form of healing prayer as it does not interfere with their free will. Hundreds of people were sending him this light. I told everyone that it was just a fracture perpetuating the story he told me.
After I finished the video in Nova Scotia at the end of August, I went to New York to videotape the Youth For Human Rights Conference at the UN. The LCFHD had a few young people who were invited to speak and Grandmother wanted me to videotape it. At the end of that weekend i got some private time with her where she told me what actually happened to him and that he had actually died and she pulled him back. There had been some kind of discussion between him, her and some elders on the other side ..something like that. She said he knew something like that happened but he doesn't understand it.
I couldn't get back to Toronto fast enough, my wheels didn't hit the ground. When I got there i had to wait as he was in a meeting with some film people about a project they wanted him to be involved in....so i waited.... Finally I shared with him what Grandmother said and he said "so that's what happened" then he proceeded to tell me the whole story.
Just before I was preparing to go down to Ohio for this year's annual Sun Ceremony I found out about a new Filmaka contest for a 3 minute video about "the other side". I had about a half an hour to shoot this at the very end of a very packed and intense 10 days, then drove 10 hours home and had one evening to edit and upload it. I just found out it was not accepted in the entry level probably because most everyone else has a crew of professionals working on their videos. I am sooo going to resist entering anything again until I have a pro editor and cam op as I have been doing everything myself and I think it shows.
Anyway Now that it didn't make it in the contest I can post it. We want to share to help people lose their fear of death and come to the awareness that we are trapped light in physical form. We chose to experience form on this our Mother Earth, but it is not all that we are. My son and I both welcome your comments ...
