The truth is.... I've been grieving pretty badly for my dad - Paul Goldin.....And I know the only thing that helps is.... time... That's what my dad used to say and the advice he gave for a person who attended the clinic with grief....so that's what I've been counting on... as time passes I hope to feel stronger.

Well, I decided that I needed some extra motivation to help me on my new life journey without my dad... which was looking quite daunting from where I was standing....So.... I went to see Deepak Chopra, the India mind guru, in Dublin..... There were 1500 people there all with the same interest - to promote world peace, become better people and live positive happy lives.....

Still.... I went in there feeling sad and lonely. I was going to see one of the most influential positive speakers, talking about my favourite topic (which incidentally was also my dad's) "The power of the mind" and I wouldn't be able to share my experience or thoughts with him - the person who I previously would have discussed for hours on end each and every detail of Deepak Chopra's talk....

Grieving.... It's a weird process that one can only understand once one goes through it.... I was hoping that some words of wisdom by this Indian Mind Guru, would be shared with me that evening that would help me feel better - which would in turn let me coach others on feeling better!

And I found it....!!!

Deepak's metaphor of the butterfly..... I was drawn into what he was saying..... Beginning to understand life better.... Believing in conscious life after death..... Feeling confident that I was not alone and that another world existed out there with my dad in it....  I smiled!

Now let me share it with you....

This is the biological explanation (A little technical - so bare with me J )

A biologist explained that everyday in the world, a caterpillar turns into a butterfly.... It's called metamorphosis.

Now within the body of the caterpillar, there are a few cells, which biologists actually refer to as "Imaginal Cells".

The Imaginal cells begin to gather in little clusters and when the caterpillar is beginning to die, the immune cells attack the Imaginal cells, but for some reason the Imaginal cells don't respond. They are in a state of choice less awareness or maybe even imagination.... Who knows....but they are not affected and after a while the immune cells just give up.... So then the Imaginal cells gather in even larger clusters and begin to connect with each other and they start to use the dying body of the caterpillar as there nutritive soup, it becomes the culture medium in which they grow and then one day it seems the connectivity of the clusters of the Imaginal cells, reaches a critical mass, or a tipping point and then on that day... a gene that has been lying asleep, wakes up and it has the information code for a butterfly and so a butterfly emerges... the biologist who explained this said its like taking your bike to the repair shop and when you come back to collect it there is a gulf stream jet waiting for you! And the repair guy saying it's the same thing you left here last week..... It's just transformed into the next phase......

This to me is a metaphor for when someone dies.... The body they were using in this lifetime is no longer working.... So then the "soul" of that person (the butterfly) moves to the next phase of our consciousness. Perhaps another realm of consciousness that lives along side our realm.... We just can't see it! That would be a good explanation for unexplainable things within the paranormal....

It can't just end after this life..... There must be more... there is an entire universe out there and we cannot be the only one's in it......

I believe just because we cannot see something doesn't mean it does not exist. For example.....hundreds of years ago people would have thought you were crazy saying you could use a little machine to talk to another person on the other side of the world..... Today's generation could not live with out this little machine called the mobile phone.

What will the next 100 years bring to us I wonder.... ...

I believe I will see my dad again.... In my next phase of consciousness....When I become a butterfly.