Jessie Spirit Guide Lady / Clairvoyant / Medium
Geno passed on September 16th 2006. This was the day after leaving the hospital in Miami. Our family had just spent an entire week at the hospital where a group of specialists had led us to believe he would do fine on his new treatment plan. Geno made the statement in the hospital he would not live to see his birthday September 26th. I continually encouraged him to think positive, meanwhile I saw him grow weaker and weaker. His wife made arrangements for a “Celebration of Life” on November 5th, and family came from all over the States to be part of it. She choose that date because of the full moon and it gave her the time she needed to get all in order. The dropping of the ashes was in the afternoon of November 5th in the Florida Keys. The law in the Keys states that a person has to be 15 miles out to drop ashes. The crematorium had put the ashes in a coral biodegradable shell. We hired two boats to take us out. I didn’t feel I could go as the weather had turned so windy we had to walk with our backs to it. I stayed on the dock with the other family members. The captain told us to drive from there to the Seven Mile Bridge, and we could watch them drop the ashes from there. “ I thought to myself how can I witness that 15 miles out?.” At any rate we went. We saw the boats coming like two dots to the right on the Gulf of Mexico. I felt disappointed for Geno, as his wishes were to be on the gulf side and they were headed under the bridge to the east side. As the boats came closer, they headed under the bridge and anchored. The captain decided to put the law aside and stay closer due to the weather. Some time went by, and finally my granddaughter yelled that they had dropped the ashes. My daughter Sandy and eldest son Craig were on that boat. After a while they asked to take it out of the water because it didn’t appear to be disintegrating. (the container was supposed to disintegrate in 6 minutes.) The thought of it being washed to shore due to the weather was a major concern. As they removed it from the water in the net, they saw that is was disintegrating on the bottom. They decided to place it back into the water. As they did, it literally turned on its side from the water weight, and danced across the water to the EXACT area that Geno had pointed to back in April. My granddaughter (Alecia) ran to the top of the bridge and watched. Just as it submerged, a sting ray swam over as if to seal it with a kiss. I thanked God for the wind, and the rain that led to Geno being granted his wish, and thank God too for the Sting Ray that blessed and kissed Geno farewell. Spirit forces were at work here for all of us to witness that day. I feel the sting ray assisted Geno in his dance across the water, taking him to exact spot in that large body of water he had chosen to be laid to rest. The sting ray was there protecting him, and sealed his next dimension with a kiss. My interpretation is that Geno received his own personal soul stamp. Geno was a fisherman, he loved the Gulf of Mexico and wild life. How perfect was this? September 26 1960- -September 16, 2006 Geno will be missed always and loved by us all.