Two years have passed since Ishaq began his journey on the other side. It doesn't seem he has been gone that long, but perhaps it's because he really hasn't gone anywhere. I continue to have contact with him, in dreams, in visits from nature and animals...there are so many ways of being in contact with him when you believe the world is a magical place, that isn't bound only by what you can see...



I am constantly grateful to all of Ishaq's family who have adoped me as part of the family; of my own spiritual communities and friends who have supported me unconditionally and who listen and believe the stories I tell of Ishaq's visits and contact. And I'm very thankful to the women of the Beyond Indigo Message Boards, other widows who understand living with loss.



Over the past two years I have had almost 200 dreams with Ishaq. Many of these were "lucid" or "astral traveling" dreams, where I knew that I was with him in, but my body was asleep elsewhere. There have been amazing conversations with him in these dreams, and he has shown me amazing things. I am adding a page to this website with some of the dreams and visions I have had.



I still plan to write a book about all the amazing experiences I have had with Ishaq after his passing. I had planned to do it after one year, but somehow, it has taken two years for me to feel I am ready to write it.



I still feel very connected to Ishaq - our love is eternal, and he is my soulmate and partner, now and forever. I had been afraid that after one year he would "disappear" in some way, but he came to me in two different dreams and told me he wasn't going anywhere, that he would stay with me for the rest of my earthly life. And so I live each day confident in his love and continued connection to me. And I see him in the wind, in the osprey hovering over me and dipping to me on the river...in the heart rocks and feathers left as gifts in the beauty of nature that Ishaq always loved so dearly.





Love and Blessings,



Anna Armaiti

This is Jumping Rock on the Mckenzie River, where Ishaq was laughing and playing when he took his last breath. It is a beautiful place to sit and commune with him. I can't imagine a more perfect place to cross over into the Realm Beyond!