2023 – Year of HOPE

May this new year of the Black Rabbit bring new hope to your life!

As we celebrate this new year let’s take care of our spiritual life-with inspiration and prayers to make a new world of love. Let love for our neighbors and all humankind be our new lifestyle.

Thinking is praying, said one of my pastors. Today I just made a prayer jar, copying my pastor Sebastian, who has a big one in his church. Besides my daily devotion, and prayers regimen, I can pick a card and send loving thoughts, intentions, and sincere devotion for the prayer requested. I also bought some Bible quotes written in 50 colorful cards, one to read every day. Loving words from above. Positive, loving, sharing, caring words erase the darkness, and bring new hope into the world.

When I visited Sebastian and Mereth’s church house, I felt the vibration of true love and care for everyone. It is in giving that we receive.

You can e-mail me your prayer requests. They will go into my prayer jar and be sent to Heaven regularly.

Below you will find the link to watch an introduction to the Rally of Hope. This is an international universal series of events with many high-level influential speakers explaining the deplorable state of our world, and why we should have hope.

Introducing the Rally of Hope

L’espoir fait vivre!

Your friend, Elisabeth Seidel

A Christmas True story

It was the end of the year 1976 in New York City. I had just come from France a few months earlier and was adapting to the American life, away from my hometown in the French Alps. and Paris where I had lived.

My job at that time was in a showroom in a French jewelry company on Fifth Avenue. That day I had an appointment with a chiropractor, but I never arrived there. In fact something happened that would change my life and destiny.

I was a bit late, and like all New Yorkers, I started rushing, in the streets. As the street light was changing from red to green, I was the first one running to cross the street. I never made it to the other side.

One car had the same idea to dash through the changing light. It hit me in the back, which projected me on to the ground and I saw the four wheels passing over me. I heard people screaming at the horrible scene. In this split second I screamed to God “Heavenly Father my life is for you.” I was surprised at this audacious sentence to my Heavenly Father.

In a dream state I felt the car was lifted over my body in order not to crush me. A band of angels were by my side; a heavenly presence surrounding me.

As I was laying on the ground, trying to figure out what had happened, the car driver came out of his car screamed at me and left.

Another young guy said he called an ambulance and one lady and other passersby stayed with me till the ambulance arrived. The lady said “I saw Jesus, and he saved your life.” These were words of love and comfort.

I did not see Jesus, but I felt a Heavenly presence, I felt the angels dispatched in New York City. That day I was giving my life for God and he gave it back to me.

Besides a serious broken arm injury and a few days at the hospital I was fine. I spent Christmas that year in a cast and was so grateful to be alive.

I always felt I had a life mission. In fact, a few months later, I met my true, forever love. It was a snowy day with snowflakes all around in the beautiful Belvedere estate in Tarrytown, where in the spring the four-leaf clovers grow. There was to be a marriage blessing, and I was there with my new husband to be.

This was my Christmas miracle. Thank you that I could share it with you.

Your friend, Elisabeth Seidel

Hello…from Heaven

November is All Saints’ Day. It is also Thanksgiving.
 
My husband passed on the 19th of November 2016. I realized this year that the 19th of November was also my name day. We celebrate Saint Elizabeth on November 19th. My mom never missed calling me on that day to remind me of Saint Elizabeth’s day.
 
My mom also said I married a saint, which means she thought Dietrich was a saint.
 
This year I got a “Hello” …from Heaven.
 
True love can travel everywhere. It is the most powerful and healing force, and this true love can never be broken. It is the bond that links us to our family, our lineage. Belief that we continue our life in the spirit world is now more prominent that before. Every time we connect with a loved one in that other realm, we are making bridges between the two worlds.
 
It is a new union where we communicate with mental telepathy, and a highly tuned intuition, receiving information and guidance through our psychic senses, and we become an antenna with receptivity. Energy of thought travels fast. You hear things you are not supposed to hear, but maybe you are; things you do not hear usually. I also communicate with my husband through feelings.
 
The universal life force, which I could translate as God’s energy and love for His children, is present everywhere, and sometimes more so in special places on earth like for example the vortexes in Sedona, Arizona, in the Italian Alps near Torino and my mountain hometown in Saint Jean. In the Celtic tradition they are called “thin places” where the veil between this world and the next has been lifted; where the door between our world and the next has been opened.
 
Sometimes between the state of sleeping and awakening, I can get a message from the other side.
 
Close to the anniversary of my husband’s passing, I was awakened by hearing a song in my mind “Hello Darlin!” and then the sentence popped up “Hello…from Heaven.”
I then continued about my day.
 
Happy Thanksgiving to all, and happy All Saints’ Day.

Your friend, Elisabeth Seidel

The Worst and Best Gift Ever

Early in our marriage when my husband was studying for a PhD in theology in Toronto and my birthday came around, this particular day he surprised me with a gift. He must have been thinking hard what to get me. and he was practical.
 
When I opened my present, it was AN UMBRELLA! Oh no! Not this! How unromantic! Not that I enjoy walking in pouring rain because it was October, my birthday month, but I can buy myself such a thing. I just wanted something else, even if students are poor, or in debt, could not make ends meet. I just wanted something else.
 
Like what? Perhaps a dress, a blouse, a perfume, a necklace, an expensive ring? Chosen thinking of me his beloved wife. Women never have enough of those. A night at a restaurant, a get away from it all.

Given our situation, I could have toned down my expectations. But did not Mark Gungor, a marriage expert, say that to please a woman, “You need to love her. Die for her. Take her for dinner. Miss the game for her. Buy her jewelry. Be interested in what she has to say.” (I will let you guess his opinion on how to please a man.)
 
I love my husband to the moon and back, but choosing a gift was kind of hard for him. After that there were some improvements. One year I got an envelope with a card with loving words and 40 dollars. I have to confess then I got 40 dollars for my birthday every year for the next 30 years or more while he was alive.
 
Forty was a good number for him, because he loves numbers. He always said, “God loves numbers. God is a great mathematician.”
 
My husband is a man who never changed. I also liked that he never changed. I was his only begotten wife. One man, one woman. No adultery. True love never changes.

Every year I knew what I would find in an envelope: a special card with loving words written with loving care in a most elegant handwriting and 40 dollars. More gifts to redeem came along, like a body massage, foot massage done by him, restaurant of my choice, and one get away to enjoy within the year.
 
It got even better for our thirty-year blessed marriage anniversary: We went to Europe by boat (the Queen Mary) to visit our relatives (my idea).
 
One Christmas I dragged him to a department store to show him where the rings with precious stones were displayed. Because there were on sale, I got one as blue as blue can be. I always feel God’s love in precious stones. God made the beautiful creation for His children to enjoy. He wants everyone to appreciate the beauty He made for us. By now I knew how to talk to a theologian.
 
But my most precious gift was truly the undivided love.
Love between husband and wife does not fluctuate.
Love is a commitment.
Love is eternal.
 
My husband’s greatest gift was to love God, and to love me.

Your friend, Elisabeth Seidel

I Love You No Matter What

When there was a conflict with a family member, my husband Dietrich, when he was on earth, always said: “No matter what, I always love you!”

We remember the song Whitney Houston sang with so much conviction and passion that it gave us goose bumps, because we all want to experience such a thing: “I will always love you.”
 
So, when Dietrich was saying (many times to myself) after the storm passed, “I always love you, no matter what!” it was a balm to the heart, a soothing sentence in the mist of hardships, that gave hope. The impossible dream became possible, when worked at every single day until our sentence became: “I will always be with you! Forever together.”

When Dietrich came back home at night, and I heard the sound of his car engine coming up the driveway, my heart was happily beating for him, because in an instant he would open the front door and hug me. Then our young children would be rejoicing to see him again and holding on to his jacket, to receive attention and love.

Harmony in the family is the basis and cornerstone of the kingdom of heaven on earth. In the family we learn and practice true love.

Whose responsibility it is? Mine? His?
In a conversation this summer my daughter Diesa declared, “It is not my responsibility!”

Thinking deeply about it, we are all responsible to maintain and preserve love and harmony, and to go the extra mile, to nurture each other with love and forgiveness.

I love you no matter what means we can be mean at times but we love each other anyway, no matter what!

We can be rude sometimes, but we love each other anyway, no matter what!

We can fight and want to be right, but it does not stop me from loving you, no matter what.

This is why every time when I heard the sound of his engine driving up the driveway, my heart rejoiced and was beating for him, because I could experience true love.

True love? How does it work in practice?

This summer 2022, which I spent in France, I had many opportunities to practice Jesus’ sentence “Love your enemies.” Some days everybody was my enemy, my heart was shrinking. I could not love anymore.

I tried to get hope by reading my horoscope. It said: “Avoid all conflicts. Avoid all confrontations.”
It seemed strange planets were crossing my sky.

This sentence kept coming to my mind: No matter what, I love you! No matter what, I will always love you.

As we grow and become spiritually mature, we get tired of fighting and learn to control our emotions, control our behavior. We respond and do not react. We become serene and calm surrounds us. We digest the difficult feelings. Suddenly, we are no longer rude, or impatient, unforgiving or disturbed, but we apply “I love you, no matter what.” Suddenly we are a step closer to our Heavenly Parent, closer to how we should be, closer to Jesus and to each other. And suddenly we feel happy because we could create a true love moment.

True love needs to become a lifestyle. This is how we change the world
As we build relationships of heart with our family, we need to build relationships of heart with our tribe, our people and our nation. This is indeed no simple task. I love you all, anyway.

Your friend, Elisabeth Seidel

Prophetic Dreams

When I was visiting my hometowns of La Chambre and St Jean in France, I had several prophetic dreams.

First, I dreamed that I gave birth to a child who could not breathe. It was lifeless. Then the doctor put it in my arms. He then tried to make it breathe by bending it back and forth. Still the child seemed deformed and sick. The doctor put it back in my arms. The legs and arms were falling apart like a broken doll. I was trying to fix it by putting the arms and legs together. I loved this child.

I was being helped. Monique, my spiritual daughter, was helping me to take care of this child, and then other people as well.

At the beginning of the dream there was a scene with people who were immoral and corrupt. At the end of the dream the child appeared alive in the arms of Monique, and I was to go with my child to meet many other parents with their children.

Then, a couple of days later, I dreamed I was in a room with three babies a few months old, sleeping. There were a few more people besides me.

I noticed one baby could not breathe, so I called the nurse who was in the back room. She did not seem to be too eager to do anything. So, I felt it was my responsibility to revive the child. I tapped it three times on the back. Suddenly the young child took a long deep breath and revived.

My interpretation is that God gave us life. In Genesis 2:7, it says God breathed into Adam to give him life: “And the LORD God formed man from the dust of the ground, and breathed into his nostrils the breath of life, and the man became a living being.” Without God we have no life. We are lifeless. Spiritual life is more important than physical life.

Today God is seeking His children who are lifeless, who cannot breathe, because they rejected God or led corrupt and immoral lives without any concern for others or for their beloved Heavenly Parent.

Sin has consequences, even if God is a loving parent, we need to attune with our parent’s love and seek His will and direction for our life. Sometimes we need a spiritual parent to help us breathe, to guide us on the way until we reach maturity and can breathe on our own.

The photos below show me with my cousins and my daughter crossing the river to go to le Vallonnet, a village near Saint Sorlin d’Arves in the French Alps, where our common ancestor my great-grandma Sylvie Bartholomé lived.

In another one of my dreams, I saw in beautiful colors the bridge across the River Arc in my hometown. People were crossing that bridge very calmly and peacefully. On the other side it seemed so beautiful, like the new kingdom, a new world in a new heavenly land.

The last dream was very short but the message was very clear. The mountains around my hometown were crumbling down. Big rocks and stones were rolling all the way to the villages. It was a very dangerous situation.

At that moment I felt like a new Joan of Arc, telling the panicked people all in disarray, “This way! Follow me!”

These dreams encouraged me to give spiritual life to the people of my hometown.

Your friend, Elisabeth Seidel

God’s Problem Solvers

We Blessed Couples who have received the Holy Marriage Blessing are God’s problem solvers.
 
People are suffering here on earth. There is so much dysfunction and division. Sin is an addiction for most people. We are here every day to solve problems.
 
I remember when my husband, Dietrich, was counseling couples, he could always think of a remedy for their different difficult situations:

  • The first one was always to keep faith.  
  • The second one, go to church together. This acts like a protection. We always need protection every single day of our life.
  • Then, always pray together. This is our anchor, our stabilizer. Our assurance for Heavenly Parent to be with us.  

I do not like to eat alone. I know for sure my husband does not like to eat alone either.
Now that Dietrich is no longer with me on the earth, I wish I could just see him next to me again.
 
In fact, we Blessed Couples are supposed to open up the communication between the two worlds. Even though we are not mediums, we can talk by feelings, sending loving thoughts, and receiving joyful impressions.
 
Sharing heartfelt sorrows rejuvenates our spirit of love, because we need to function as a couple in two different worlds, always together. As Dietrich said “Beloveds, forever together.” This way we continue to be God’s problem solvers.

Your friend, Elisabeth Seidel

Our Ancestors

A young man about 22 years old shared his story.

Every day as he was riding in a van with other youngsters to go places for his Christian mission, he would see what he called one of his ancestors riding on a horse next to the van and from time to time he would shoot at things hazardous to his wellbeing. He felt so peaceful and safe, because the knight was eliminating all negative influences before they could reach him.
 
Myself, I also receive insights, especially in the time between sleep and awakening: a word from my husband from the other side, an encouragement, a strong intuition, a matter of fact, a direction, a sure thing to do, an idea, a change of schedule, something I must do, something I must not do.
 
Prayers open our senses. The other day it seemed there were lots of people in my room. I heard them say: “She is our daughter on a mission. She is one of the 3000 who first opened the gates of Heaven.”
 
Our ancestors are real and eager to help us to accomplish our heavenly dreams.
 
Your friend, Elisabeth Seidel

Love Travels Everywhere – A Spiritual Reading

When my husband Dietrich passed away in 2016, I felt extremely lonely, with tears in my eyes every day. How could I continue a loving relationship with my spouse after he left?

When he was staying at the hospital, I would call him first thing in the morning to wish him a good day and pray together over the phone with him. After he passed, I continued calling him first thing in the morning, pretending I was calling heaven and asking my angels for connection with my husband. I was talking to Dietrich in one way conversation. This helped me a lot to go over the grief and loneliness. I felt he was hearing me.

I also read all the books I could find at the library, about the other world, including his “Eternal Life in the Spirit World.” I learned I could continue the love we experienced on the earth because love travels everywhere, and I sensed his presence when he was visiting.

Over the years some medium friends gave me hopeful and interesting messages here and there. Some are clairvoyants (they can see pictures), others clairaudients (they can hear), others clairsentients (they can feel emotions and energy vibrations).

Spirit world does exist. We were born to live together forever with our loved ones in the spirit world after we die. But the communication has been severed, because of the fall of man as mentioned in the Bible (Genesis chapter 3).

In today’s modern world some scientists are busy inventing a “spirit world machine” where they can receive the different vibrations coming through the other side. It is the time when many inventions will be made possible because God’s providence is progressing, and among all the wars and rumors of war a better world of peace will be established and better communication for all. This makes me happy.

Now I want to share with you my latest message received from the other world.

SPIRITUAL READING

The medium started by describing an underground room with heavenly light. There was an angel sitting at the table. It was an old-fashioned check in, with an Austrian atmosphere from Tyrol. A second angel as a security guard took her upstairs.

There was a handsome man, taller than average with a beautiful smile, my husband Dietrich. He gave me a big hug, saying thank you, merci. He showed me the four-position foundation diamond shape, the beautiful foundation of the universe.

He said I am a champion of going through trials, and he gave me tools to face new challenges. He told me that even if nobody reads my stories right now, the stories will be a treasure. There are many stories to tell where I came out victorious. He asked me to please preserve all my stories and write more. Any work that he left behind please do it. Write your personal memoirs; it is very valuable, our life together.

Outside Unification Theological Seminary where Dietrich taught for many years

Then there was an open field with two houses, and he wanted to show both of them.

The first is a big house with a team of many people working together with many angels. They watch what is happening on earth. It is a very high-tech place, where he does his official public mission. The work involves looking for people who can receive a higher understanding of truth. Dietrich’s passion is to give deeper truth, with no end of understanding. He will be forever a student of truth.

The other building is a small hut, just two rooms. It has no bathroom or kitchen, because they are not needed in the spirit world. It is very rustic, in the mountains, similar to the Austrian huts. Mountains represent the high spirit world. This is where Dietrich goes for alone time with God, where he recharges himself from the intensity of his mission.

He goes to this cabin in the mountains with pen and paper. There he meditates, converses with God. God gives him a theme and he develops it, writing down inspiration as it comes to him. He has a notebook and pencil; nothing high-tech. When he gets these understandings, he gives them to people on earth.

This cabin is his happy place, where he likes to be alone with God. It is his place to rest, a place to recharge his energy away from the intensity of work. It is a simple place, and it is enough for him. Now he lives in his mountain cabin, and likes it there, but want me to have comforts. He is preparing something very dignified for me like for a queen, and many wonderful surprises, in a beautiful place in the spirit world for when I come!

Dietrich said he knows I miss him. He misses me differently because he visits me on a regular basis. He can hear me, even when I do not hear him. He wishes he could talk openly with me and make me laugh. He suggested I practice laugh therapy. He said he misses our conversations and my feedback. He is very proud of me.

Concerning our ancestors, there are so many of them. There are lots of people coming forward, and they are bringing foods. There is lots of support around me and a lot of gratitude. They bring good things, healing, sustenance for my children, love and tenderness. A gentleman is bringing tomatoes. A lady, probably my mom, reminds me how to make the best of every situation. If you have nothing but carrots you can make a delicious soup. She was grateful for what she did have. She could make delicious dishes out of nothing. Dietrich’s parents brought wine in heavy chests, each one with a label of love from different years, very special. Dietrich gave me a huge heart of chocolates, and a good bye hug.

True love travels everywhere!

Your friend, Elisabeth Seidel

My Mountains

When mountains are around me, I feel at home. I feel my best because I grew up in the French alps in a small village, and both my mom and dad have ancestors from this region.

We never had a TV at home, or even an inside shower or bathroom. We had one stove burning wood, and the bedrooms upstairs were cold. Even so, at night my mom would open my window a crack for fresh air. She said it was healthy.

The toilet was outside next to the home. So, in winter you could easily freeze your butt in there. The telephone came later. To call my grandma I had to go through an operator. I remember my phone number; it was number 31 in la Chambre and my grandma’s phone number was number 1 in Cuines. She probably was the first one to get a telephone then, as her number was one.

Even though while growing up I was not introduced to God, being in nature was the creation God made, and this immense beauty, calm, and serenity impressed me. All the views were breathtaking. In the summer sometimes I would go with my mom and neighbors to bring the cows high up on top of the mountain. Of course, we went on foot and it would take the whole day to arrive there. At 2000 or 3000 meters, you hear only the sounds of nature.

Even though I did not know about God, looking back I felt His presence in this immensity. Away from people, the sins of the world, away from anything human, I could hear something else there in my mountains. Being on top of the peak, you see the other side of the mountains; you are closest to the sky, and then to Heaven.

After we married, Dietrich and I and our children paid many visits to my hometown. One summer I recall, I really wanted to go back there on top of the mountains through a difficult and hazardous path, but I wanted to, even though I had physical limitations for walking such a path. Of course, my family always went with my brother leaving at 3.00 or 4.00 am before the sunrise, and picked Edelweiss and Génépi, a mountain plant, to make liquor and ease the digestion.

So, Dietrich and I went one morning. This trip represented the course and road of our lives. After just one hour, I was already exhausted. I needed vitamins, drink, snacks, and the like, and needed to rest. After some rest I could hardly climb, so Dietrich pushed me from behind; that was helpful. Then he pulled me by holding a stick; that was helpful too. At the end, he took me on his back. But we did arrive there. We arrived at our goal, at our destination. It was a very joyful moment.

This summer, going back to my hometown, I took the cable car to go to the top of my mountains. I just wanted to see all the valleys where my ancestors came from, and pray there by myself but together with our Heavenly Father. With only the sounds of nature, there was God.

Your friend, Elisabeth Seidel