Crossing Over Quotes

“There are not enough words in the English language to describe the experience of this. Death is more than life. Humans put their animals “to sleep” when it’s really waking them up. Everybody has it all backwards.”
― Kate McGahan, JACK McAFGHAN: Reflections on Life with my Master

“The dead never truly die. They simply change form.”
― Suzy Kassem, Rise Up and Salute the Sun: The Writings of Suzy Kassem

“If we listen and observe carefully the dying can teach us important things that we need to learn in preparing for the end of our own life's journey.”
― Robert L. Wise, Crossing the Threshold of Eternity: What the Dying Can Teach the Living

“.....listening means learning to hear someone's inner world and deepest feelings with far greater attention in order that we don't let our own assumptions get in the way. The dying may speak in images far more akin to dreamland than the world of everyday reality. In order to understand them we have to make adjustments to comprehend a poetic form of expression that is sometimes elusive but actually far more expressive than the world of facts.”
― Robert L. Wise, Crossing the Threshold of Eternity: What the Dying Can Teach the Living

“This is the moment of Lydia's crossing. Here at the back of this cave somewhere in the Tumacacori Mountains, Lydia sheds the violent skin of everything that's happened to her. It rolls down from her tingling scalp off the mantle of her shoulders and down the length of her body. She breathes it out. She spits it into the dirt. Javier. Marta. Everything. Her entire life before this moment. Every person she loved who is gone. Her monumental regret. She will leave it here.

She stands at Lorenzo's feet.

She turns away from him.

'I forgive you,' she says.”
― Jeanine Cummins, American Dirt

“Death is not departure of connection, but departure of body. Of memories, of all things physical this world teaches us we need. Above all of that is a spirit still here, living in the moments that gave their life euphoria. If you ever feel furtherest from your angels in heaven, go to a place they'd know - silence your mind and feel. They are always speaking to us, align with the frequency required to listen.”
― Nikki rowe

“Life meanders in crazy patterns but that's what makes the river of life meaningful especially when you look back while crossing over.”
― Ronnie J Baroi

“Jamie was right. It is a powerful moment when you witness someone cross from this world to the next. It's an honor, really.”
― Angeline Boulley, Sisters in the Wind

“The tears of our grief - and the stories we tell in remembrance - are what carry the dead across to the other side.”
― Jessica Moore

“Now tell me, what do you think heaven is, Ray?’


‘I don’t know. The closest I can think of is a feeling. Or an energy. It’s probably love. You just join love. They say you see your grandparents again or whatever, but it won’t be like that. You don’t see, but you feel them. You join their love and everyone else’s love who ever lived.”
― A.D. Aliwat, In Limbo

“Now tell me, what do you think heaven is, Ray?’

‘I don’t know. The closest I can think of is a feeling. Or an energy. It’s probably love. You just join love. They say you see your grandparents again or whatever, but it won’t be like that. You don’t see, but you feel them. You join their love and everyone else’s love who ever lived.”
― A.D. Aliwat, In Limbo

“‘Now tell me, what do you think heaven is, Ray?’
‘I don’t know. The closest I can think of is a feeling. Or an energy. It’s probably love. You just join love. They say you see your grandparents again or whatever, but it won’t be like that. You don’t see, but you feel them. You join their love and everyone else’s love who ever lived.’”
― A.D. Aliwat, In Limbo

“‘Now tell me, what do you think heaven is, Ray?’

‘I don’t know. The closest I can think of is a feeling. Or an energy. It’s probably love. You just join love. They say you see your grandparents again or whatever, but it won’t be like that. You don’t see, but you feel them. You join their love and everyone else’s love who ever lived.’”
― A.D. Aliwat, In Limbo

“When a life is thrown from its body suddenly (by accident), or semi-suddenly (by an untimely illness), or unwillingly (by resisting death) there is damage to the system because the life-force was not prepared to leave. The exiting soul will struggle to make sense of where it is and what it is supposed to do next. It is a great gift to help someone crossover well. The person leaving will benefit from a clearer, cleaner, calmer post-Earth path. When people die, they essentially follow their instincts and leanings. Most of their human associations and attachments disintegrate. They are pulled, pushed, and drawn by their inherent tendencies. Advanced souls have a more conscious and intentional path after their passing.”
― Donna Goddard, Purnima

“It is a great gift to help someone crossover well. The person leaving will benefit from a clearer, cleaner, calmer post-Earth path. When people die, they essentially follow their instincts and leanings. Most of their human associations and attachments disintegrate. They are pulled, pushed, and drawn by their inherent tendencies. Advanced souls have a more conscious and intentional path after their passing.”
― Donna Goddard, Purnima

“The veil between the Living and the Dead drew me in, guided my spirit, deposited me before the welcoming glow of--- I shit you not--- an In-N-Out Burger.
Turns out the Afterlife? Where you go when you die? It's a Food Hall.
There were good things to eat in every direction. Spirits strolled the streets with the lazy haze of tourists. They ate crepes in waxed paper; they licked swirls of ice cream. They chewed translucent strips of prosciutto folded inside newsprint cones.
My stomach growled at the sights; it moaned at the smells. Garlic crisping in foaming slabs of butter. Crusty bread, still steaming from the oven. Glossy discs of chocolate melting over double boil.
In the Hall, it was impossible to think about anything but food. Everywhere I looked, something beckoned. And as I passed a storefront--- a sweetshop, the candy arranged in the window like so many jewels--- the cravings won.
Just one bite, I thought, and pulled open the door.
Inside, on a marble counter, a black box appeared. Nestled inside were four perfect confections--- a sampler surprise. The aroma was decadent--- thick and bittersweet. I didn't even think before shoving one into my mouth.
A gourmet peanut cup.
Dark chocolate. Crunchy nut interior. Hard, thick outer shell.
A bastardization, but enough to trigger a memory so strong I nearly dropped the box.
Reese's.
Everleigh.
Halloween.
The whole reason I was there.”
― Daria Lavelle, Aftertaste