Safety.  This is what you crave.  “But I have a roof over my head.”  Yes, but what about inside?  You know you cannot protect yourself from death.  You have seen how it comes, and in the human distortions of death, thinking that it means the end of you, you create all manner of diversions to hide and deny.  It is the ultimate fear, the ultimate feeling of not being safe.  But you are safe, dear one.  You truly are wrapped in the arms of angels.  There is no death.  The ego is quite fragile.  It runs scared all the time.  Put your own arms around yourself and reassure that little child, “It is all right. You are safe.”  And in so doing, you have risen above the human condition.  Who arose?  The soul.  Remain in soul awareness and experience freedom from fear. 

You are so very loved.

Note from Suzanne: It was my stepdaughter Susan’s passing and her subsequent evidential visits that led me to know that only the physical body dies. Happy Birthday, Susan. We love you so much.