Literally Connected to John Lennon - Volume 1
So The Beatles are back on top with the release of the new album "1" - who ever doubted that their music would not live on? And the Beatles live on in the memory of generations of fans and probably will continue to do so for many, many years. But for one lady, a part of The Beatles is with her constantly - John Lennon. In most eyes, since his assassination, he may be gone but not forgotten. For Lynn Cousino Saldanha from Toronto, Canada, John is very much a part of her life. Each week Lynn will be writing an amazing account and let us delve into what it is like working with John Lennon - twenty years after his death. "Living is easy with eyes closed, misunderstanding
all you see. It's getting hard to be someone but it all works out. It
doesn't matter much to me. Let me take you down, cos I'm going to Strawberry
Fields. Nothing is real." Good day and welcome to this version of the Magical Mystery Tour. Step right up. Satisfaction guaranteed! This is a surreal account direct from the other side. I am not here to bring forth the words of John Lennon, for that is who he was and he is not him anymore...in a per say way!
Ah crap, you say...just get on with it already. Okay...I will! I will indeed! I live just outside of Toronto, Canada. I am an American, having just married and moved up here a year ago. I have just had my 43rd birthday. Yes, old enough to know better. Maybe old enough to maybe be your mother! And they (The Beatles / McCartney, 1967) always said, "Your mother should know. Your mother should know". So listen up, young grasshoppers! I am no spring chicken of a grandmother, yet I'm still going to go out on a limb by bringing you this totally cool and real account, and ongoing accounts, from a not-so-alive, but still talking and sharing, John Lennon. What...you say? Who? How can that be? Is she DAFT? Well, let's face it - the easiest thing I could do, for my own peace of mind, is to keep these rants and raves to myself. But I have been there and done that one for the past five years. I share my life with those who bring the quality and energy to me...those who are questing for their own, but may not even know it yet. It's a gift, and it may be a curse. But it's mine alone to bring forth. I have dubbed this Lennon connection thingy....The Task. For I, a very grounded Ohio born and raised, Las Vegas big time hotel manager...have found another piece and part of my soul. In that...came forth little Johnnie "Blue Boy" Lennon. Yes indeedy...I had no clue what or who was going to hit me when I picked up a very huge Lennon biography in January, 1996. Please allow me to digress here before you think me nutty, or toss it all off to being "ONE OF THOSE" Lennon groupies. I grew up with The Beatles. Everyone of my generation did. I sat glued watching Ed Sullivan bring them to the American scene just like everyone else did in 1963. I was bummed out to hear they broke up, but hey...it didn't wrack me. Plus I always thought that Paul was the "cute one". John was the "bad" boy. The others just well, were great in the TV cartoon. My point here is that I was not a groupie! I had the, "Imagine" album given to me for Christmas as a kid. I liked it, and I listened to it. I thought the message was cool and I wanted to be a hippie. But hey...my Dad was having none of that and I was always a wanna be! 
But I did have something weird about me, or maybe in this New Age you'd call it "special". From the time I was a little kid I could communicate with...well, the other side. Angels....okay let's say they are angels. Better yet, I like to call them souls (shiny ones at that) who I knew from past lives. Now mind you, I was Catholic born and raised. We were having none of that Eastern jibberish of past lives in our good little convent schooled barfings. So I promptly tuned off and out of that other world when I was in early primary, especially when I got whacked by my dad on the bum for telling my tall tales of "imaginary friends". They all died and went to heaven the next day! Believe me, I was not a glutton for punishment...even for the shiny dudes who were not so popular or normal in my less than airy-fairy early 1960's midwestern world. Over the next couple of decades I found that I experienced "hits" and visions from the other side. Glimpses of other realities, but I would just put them down to being okay and normal. A couple of times I saw balls of white light burning as I woke up. I had feelings of energies or spirits standing, or whatever they do instead of stand, next to me as I tried to sleep and conversations with those beings in the moments right before actual sleep. In fact, I pretty much didn't sleep. As a kid I didn't sleep properly for about 15 years...no joke, I rarely slept. The connection to the other side, that I was denying, was so great they kept me busy once my eyes closed. I pretended they did not exist all day, and they showed me the other world as I would lay in bed. Sort of weird, but that's the way it was. Why would I lie or even make up something this silly up? To what advantage? None...that's right, none! The big juice came on that oh-so-special January in 1996. Life had brought me down...like way down. I had been kicked in the butt by health and marriage. Then throw in monetary disaster after yet another divorce and I sunk way down - deep and awful! I mean, let's face it - a person has to really come to their knees to bring about change. If that self-actualized premise rings true, then I was ready to find what I found - myself, a part of me, who I was and why I am here. I felt that there had to be something more, or better, or higher than the pain of hardship and illness. For hey, I knew I was a good person. "Why? Why me?", I asked and on my knees I cried out. The funny thing was that my life changed drastically after that time. I can see so much in retrospect - I literally broke down and I cried out, plain and simple. Allow me to make another quick digression here to put a few things into perspective. For who knows, maybe you are reading this because you are MEANT to. Maybe this, me, could be you. Maybe just maybe, I bring this tedious story of my own idiosyncratic twists and turns, for it will help you, Dear Reader, who are drawn to my tale. I have found that nothing, no thing happens perchance so on that note, bear with me, okay? I moved myself, and my teenaged daughter, to Las Vegas, from Toledo, Ohio, in 1990. Hell yes from Toledo, Ohio, Midwest, USA to Vegas...va va voom! We moved but forget the va, the va, and the voom. Vegas is a big growing city with houses, schools, and mountains all around. That was why I moved. I was attracted by this incredible energy and vibrancy, a city of lights and growth and upward movement. It was the fastest growing city in the USA then, and may still be now. Now you can wipe out all thoughts of decadency and gambling fetishes because there was none of that for me. I grew up in successful family restaurants in Toledo, and ended up in big time Vegas resort management. Either I was a pretty sharp cookie or Mirage Resorts were desperate for management. Either way, that's where I went and who I became. My daughter, Adriane, was a great kid who did well in every endeavor. All was hunky dory and fine. Then my marriage went kaput. That's always been my own downfall, love and marriage. Coming from parent's that grew up in the time of the Depression, where young girls got married and lived the facade of happily ever after, I just simply wanted to be married. I wanted to live that dream, but always either picked sucky guys or went through crappy experiences. And the sad thing was that I was stupid enough to keep living the dream and not learning the first time. But really, we are all here as souls to experience. That is the only real reason we are here. Each ride of life's rollercoaster can only bring forth the emotions, lessons or twists that we need to grow spiritually. For even if we don't know we are doing so, we are all on a pathway. I just was on a fast track. It's easy to see now but it was hell to face then. By 1995, after all broke loose in health and home, I moved back to Toledo. I was sick and I was scared. Two months before I had fallen to my knees with those aforementioned cries to something better or higher. I was yanked back to Toledo to heal by the universe and boy was my daughter mad! A senior in high school...whew. Not a happy camper! Move ahead to January, 1996...ready to pick up the Lennon bio by Ray Coleman. For what else did I have to do in Toledo during a snowstorm, but read? My God...did I read. I drank the words. I felt the soul. I experienced the connection of kindred spirit for the first time in my life. My life made sense, all of a sudden, for as I read...I cried. As I cried, I felt him over my left shoulder, then behind me, then to my right. John. John Lennon - a piece of my part, another self to me coming together...over him, over me. I was shocked, as you can imagine. Shocked so that I opened back up, from the months of devastation and degradation just prior, to the part of me that I had denied for so long. I opened up to my ability to connect with the other side. Just to note here, I do not recommend just like putting yourself out there to talk to someone or anyone. There are some not-so-nice souls lingering to give advice from The Great Beyond, lonely just aching to talk to someone. Don't do it. To connect outside of oneself you have to first connect, or reconnect within. I mean it...connect first within. You will find through your soul your god-self. From there you will go up and out to the protection of your oversoul, or Higher Self. There's protection and you can always ask for it. Ask and ye shall receive. I did. Then after asking...just listen. Watch and Listen...for you will hear the secret. Watch your everyday world. Listen to your everyday sounds. See with higher eyes and hear with your inner ears. Answers will abound, but you first have to ask. Seek the Light, and it will know you. Okay...all right...get ON with it! Let's get to the good stuff. From that point on, picking up that bio by Coleman, my life changed. I had asked for change and I got it! I suppose the way to say it is that I walked into my soul's destiny. First, I asked. Then it came. Then I consciously walked into and onto the ride of this lifetime. No, better yet, the ride for this lifetime. 
I'll fast track through the rest, and leave you contemplating this for a week. This may sound like it's all from me, but it's not. I have to admit that I was worried after being asked to write this. OHMYGOD, what if it's not real! What if John Lennon really is a pigment of my over illustrious imagination! Eeeek! As I sat in quiet and solitude, words flowed. I have no real clue what I have written for my mind left me, and no, that does not mean I am out of my mind! I put my own mind, what some may call my conscious self, aside and I wrote what flowed through. And that's the greatest commitment I can offer you. John Lennon, the man...the musician...the pacifist.... the very human not perfect being.... and now the shiny soul. I will offer you honest and sincere words that may just be your own soul's wisdom. For that is the purpose, to bring forth the wisdom of John Lennon, which is Universal and shared common. This effort, for like who the hell am I to be gutsy enough to coauthor with the great Johnnie Boy, is a joint one. I hoped and I prayed to let "me" move aside enough to bring John through, but I'll clarify here and now, in front of all to witness.... I don't hear him like you would think. I don't hear voices like those poor mentally ill patients who are haunted by ravings from God knows who and where. No, I hear through my soul. I hear from the very center of myself, up into my thoughts. I mean it took me years to fine tune and differentiate what was not me and what is John. It is difficult to explain but it's like soul telepathy or something. This whole process of remembering who I am and why I am here has not all been downhill. Back to a common premise; to know who you are, you must first find out who you are not. That was my life, experiencing the whole spectrum to arrive at this point where I bring forth a joint effort with John Lennon. I will emphasize one thing as first and foremost; John Lennon as a soul is not here to be who he was before. He has not hooked back up with me, a piece of the same soul part, to live again only vicariously. No. No way. I have found this out for I have been shared a wealth of higher knowledge which I am now duty bound to bring forth to those who seek it. John Lennon is doing something pretty cool and unheard of from the other side. He is working with and through those of his own past lives. I will share in coming weeks my own experiences of such with him. Some not so nice or airy-fairy or good - the full spectrum of soul experience. John Lennon has come forth through me now, through others like Linda Keen in "Across the Universe with John Lennon" in recent years. John has reconnected with others, for other reasons. Some to clean up karmic pasts and some to just share the connection and past life moment. Some to bring forth accounts, which are awakenings and settlings. Working with and through human beings from the other side is something not so special - it is each to his or her own for in, but working with and through human beings CONSCIOUSLY from the other side is spectacular. When John Lennon and I found each other again, in January 1996, I was amazed as I said. I was honored, in awe, comfortable and whole again. But what I never realized until just recently (and it's something that John made me aware of) is that he was nervous that I wouldn't accept or hear or feel. It brought him equal joy that I could experience him. That's nice! It makes working together a sheer joy. We have had to clean up and heal lots of mucky murk from previous lifetimes to come to this point in time. For this Task o' mine is work - my life's true work, my pathway, the end of my quest, fruition brought tangible. And life is good! What a wonderful birthday present the Universe has given to me. I am thankful, everyday in every way, to our white light buddies who have helped from that side and every experience I have had on this side. I stand in awe of how it has all come forth to be this moment in time. So I can assure and promise you that I will bring forth that which I am prompted to and guided to do...for all of our sakes. Not his. Not mine. Ours. Back to quote, and until next week..... "I am he as you are he as you are me and we are all
together." Adios Muchachos! Hasta Luego!
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My
name is, Lynn Cousino Saldanha. First and foremost, you have to bear
with me here. Words do flow like endless rain into my paper cup, but
we have to start at the beginning just to keep on track. That beginning
is me...who I am, where I came from, and how and why I have to audacity
to claim a literal connection with, to and for, John Lennon. You've
got to get to know me, to know him. Ballsy, eh?