Sometimes, after the relationships we had in life, it’s more comfortable to be passive aggressive in the afterlife.
Sometimes we’re just lazy, or tired, and it takes too much ghost-juice to show up in person…so to speak.
Then, there are those of us who think our method of communications is cute.
Clearly, there are some in the living world who disagree.
The trouble is, it’s tough to hold a tablet when your spirit has no corporeal form. Can’t open a laptop. Our fingers just go through the cell phone when we try to press the buttons. So the dead are forced to send our messages another way:
Through a human medium.
Most of the time, when we speak to the mediums (or possess their bodies and speak through them), we’re able to get our points across to our loved ones. No complications; only the cryptic message as we intend it.
On occasion, our possessions serve a larger purpose, allowing us to act out our unfinished business through song. Or dance.
But generally speaking, mediums serve as our own private messaging service, an honorable position that fills each conduit with pride and accomplishment.
