A Pilgrimage Walk to Fame: Uniting Me, Myself, and I – A Conversation with Diana, Princess of Wales

I see her take her place in a leather wing-back chair. She’s wearing ivory pants and a white blouse. I am completely underdressed. She looks up at me and smiles comfortably. We’ve been here before.

D: Good morning.

K: Good morning. I’m sorry, I didn’t dress for the occasion.

D: (smiles) There is no occasion. You look fine.

K: Good to know. (it’s a plaid shirt day)

D: How are you?

K: I feel tired today. It’s a Monday though. I don’t normally sleep on Sunday nights.

D: Oh? (looks at me quizzically) Why is that?

K: Rhythm’s off, I guess.

D: Ah. (nods) I understand.

K: Anyway…enough about me.

D: (grins)

K: People want to read what you have to say. So, you were showing me some things that were…interesting (taking a breath to organize myself) but I really don’t know how to write it. And then I heard something about a pilgrimage?

D: You heard correctly. Yes.

K: I had assumptions that this channel would be something different. You flipped the script. How dare!

D: Well, (laughs) we’ll see what we can title it after we talk. It’s…simply just an experience that I wanted to share. People have a lot of assumptions about me. They continue to have these ideas. Yet, the assumptions are more about my spirit and where it’s landed.

K: Is that a bad thing?

D: No. (shakes her head) Not at all but…I feel the need to speak of…an experience that I chose to have here that I didn’t have when I lived, and I feel like it’s important for someone…at least once in their life…to have this type of experience that helps to explore themselves while still living their every day.

K: Okay.

D: There were many assumptions about me after I died. And still, there continues to be. I explained that.

K: For sure.

D: How shall I word this…I was placed under glass on the fireplace mantle of adoration for so many and continue to be, even today. Things haven’t quite changed in that regard. My son’s, in their own way, have taken on that role with their wives…with their children.

K: Is that something that bothers you?

D: Not entirely, but I feel that I held onto the perception of who I was according to what people showed me for a long time after I died. There was, absolutely, a sense of freedom when I died…that I could finally become all that I ever wanted to be but there was a line, that lingered, from my spirit to those on earth that gave me their love, adoration, and curiosity…curiosity winning out and always at the forefront.

K: Sure. Your story still continues here. That life story.

D: It is quite removed though. That energy of curiosity and needing to know is very removed. It feels as though I am looking at the people of the world through glass. They are the sea of souls, and I am in the middle of a very large aquarium so there is this barrier between me and them. I watch them and they watch me and because of that, I still did not feel completely at home. And when I say that, I mean in the beginning.

K: Oh, for sure. I get that. Then, after someone dies, and that curiosity is still there, does it make the transition to go all the way a little harder?

D: It doesn’t make it harder. It makes those silver threads that much thicker.

K:Then, in terms of timing…how long did this connection last between you and the world who mourned you?

D: I would have to say it was a good two years.

K: And in that time, your connection to your boys? Was that tangled in with the rest…what you saw behind the glass?

D: No. Not at all. Because the connection of the public was to my image. The connection to my boys was within my heart so the boys were with me…they existed with me. The public that connected to my image and how that served them was what was behind glass. I felt…(gets comfortable) I felt that I was still being watched in a way. The pull to continue to be under a spotlight was still very strong. The communication with people to find out who I was even after I had died…was still very strong. It was just in a different form and with different individuals that could reach me here. I suppose those people that are mystics…mediums…those types of individuals.

K: For sure, and I know we spoke before…when I was just starting out but I don’t think we got in depth about what you’re saying today…but did you feel like you needed recovery time? I can’t remember if we talked about that before.

D: (smiles) I did. You picked that up then, but you didn’t write about it.

K: No. I remember that Paul was in that conversation with me.

D: Yes. (grins) He was.

K: So, your recovery time…did you feel you needed that in the two years after your death or did you need that after those two years were up? I feel like the dust needed to settle for people who mourned you…public and personal, and that’s why a part of you remained in that aquarium…the ocean of people and your spirit…soul?

D: At times, most time…I felt very whole, but I still felt like I wasn’t…all of me because who I lived as Diana was pulled back to the place that I was finished learning from. It’s difficult to put into words because when you die, and you return to eternity…to heaven…to light…it is completely but the part that you played…depending on the immensity of that…that part of you can have a tendency to feel held back.

K: Would you say that your typical ghost…who can’t cross over and remains as an energy on earth…feels that as well?

D: Oh yes. That’s much stronger. I didn’t remain as a ghost. I felt pulled to remain in a place that I saw as easier for people to access me.

K: Why do you think that was?

D: I think it was because I needed to make a choice. Either remain as Diana…what Diana was to the world or sever that by meeting who Diana was to…well…God.

K: Wow.

D: I chose a pilgrimage of sorts.

K: Okay.

D: There was one…moment that I turned around (she’s starting to tell her story) and the scene changed. The scene suddenly changed. I was given no notice that it would, so it was surprising. It was an invitation. I felt an invitation to walk in a direction I had never walked in before. I couldn’t walk in a direction that I walked before because if I did, it would be the same as what I was used to. I was being invited to take part in a journey that I didn’t…I had never gone on before to meet, in a sense, who I was without what I recognized or attached myself to. It was strange. The invitation was colors and sounds and lands that I had never, ever been privy to. (when she talks, she still seems in awe of what she saw)

K: I feel the expanse of that.

D: When a person dies…it’s not just one scene that they journey to. It’s so many. It’s a person’s belief that meets God’s reality and this belief and reality merge and shift and change and melt into each other until the person can journey, themselves, into something completely new. (she’s talking with her hands to help explain) My pilgrimage…was not even a melting of two worlds. It was a pilgrimage into God. It’s only through God…the Source…that we can find the truth of all.

K: How did you feel about God in your life as Diana?

D: (thinks) I believed in something, but I believed more in the hope of it because there were times that I begged for that salvation but felt like it didn’t…it couldn’t exist for me.

K: Wow. And then when you died?

D: It was very different. I felt…guided. I felt…welcomed to something that I thought would contained a lot of hierarchy but didn’t. I felt welcomed into something that needed me just as much as I needed them.

K: Wow!

D: And when I was invited to walk into this expanse that wanted me to know myself by knowing It…I didn’t think twice. And I set out on a journey. A pilgrimage.

K: Did you feel alone in this? Like it was you, putting on a backpack and hiking the El Camino? Camino de Santiago?

D: I felt as if I was being transported into a very intimate space that could only be held by three. (holds up three fingers) Me…myself…and I.

K: And what is that distinction?

D: Me…the version of myself that the world saw me as. Myself was the version I saw me as. And I was the version of myself that God saw me as.

K: That is really beautiful. The distinction is incredible. It really is.

D: The three were to become the one so I could feel whole and not leave the me…with the people on earth that placed me under glass on their mantles.

K: Because you were an idol…

D: Yes.

K: How long did this pilgrimage last?

D: Oh…(thinks) It was only a moment, but it was ten years. There was no distinction. It could be measured in mere seconds or in centuries. It was as long as it needed to be for the three to become one.

K: That makes sense…to me it makes sense. Was it always good? Like did you always walk in light?

D: There were times on that path that were difficult. There were times where I was met with fears that I thought I had made peace with…believing that I would never have to fear things again being in Heaven. But the fears were an aspect of myself that I continued to be as me.

K: The public persona.

D: Yes. And once I understood that I didn’t feel fear anymore. There were points along my journey that I needed to walk with my worth…with myself…that was the most difficult terrain. Did I constantly need to battle myself? Did I constantly need to lie to myself? Or was I worth a path that honored me just as much as I honored it or did I even need to honor a path I was placed on and was it safe for me to stray from that path into something that held more meaning? I was met with all of this.

K: And just to ask…you wanted this pilgrimage…this heavenly journey?

D: I did. (nods) Yes. When I started it, I didn’t know what it would entail. I didn’t know the details. I just walked into something that I knew…I needed as…(thinks) as a much-needed source of completion for me. To integrate all aspects of myself that I felt I couldn’t or that were difficult for me.

K: See, I didn’t really think that this stuff happened after death or that people would think…as they become spirit or energy…that they would need this kind of experience.

D: There is so much that people don’t understand about heaven…about death. The acclimation is very different for everyone. And, honestly, we choose how to acclimatize. Earth has a way of…to sever that relationship isn’t easy especially when the relationship was deeply imbedded…not only within earth but within the people of earth as well.

K: That is the first time I have ever heard something like that. Wow. My mind is blown.

D: (grins and bites her bottom lip a little) I enjoy…speaking of heaven in a way that turns the tables on the misconception of it.

K: (chuckling) You’re certainly doing that. With this pilgrimage…did you feel like you were walking? Like physically walking?

D: Yes. I felt as if I was walking. I swam…I walked, I ran. (thinks) People know that here, a person is able to travel with thought.

K: Yes.

D: My pilgrimage into Source…into the melting of God and me…I needed to walk that like the sages and saints of all time before me. Walking. I used my feet. I felt…very early on, that this pilgrimage was one of the most purposeful journeys I would ever take. I wanted to feel that purpose as anyone would. One learns so much about themselves when they walk.

K: That’s…I’m sure that’s very true. Moving the body…clearing the mind…all that stuff comes from walking. Taking in the world around you and figuring out how…you fit within that.

D: Yes. And I needed to figure out how I fit…with everything that I experienced as Diana…how I fit here. It’s a funny thing, isn’t it? That the question of how I would fit in a place such as heaven…would even be a thought at all.

K: I mean, you were having trouble fully disconnecting from your experience on earth and if a person can’t fully disconnect from that, how are they going to be fully immersed in heaven…sort of thing.

D: Yes. Very true. Thank you.

K: No worries.

D: I walked until my perception shifted. It wasn’t a sudden realization about myself. You must remember, I was walking into God and so it was a realization of who I was…within That and what That was within me.

K: Did the environment shift when you did this…when you started to have this…I’ll call it a remembrance? Maybe even an awakening in some sense.

D: It did. I crossed a threshold and felt immense peace. I didn’t feel like I had left anything of me behind. I didn’t feel like I was walking towards who I was supposed to be. It was a great shift into eternal peace. And when this peace took over me, the environment changed. I was within…clouds of light…a light that I can’t express to you. It was gold and pinks…violets…silver…colors that have no expression because they express everything. Does that make sense?

K: It totally does.

D: I came to a place of…sublime.

K: Wow!

D: And before me was a white box. A gift. It looked like a gift. The white reminded me of opal…the stone…with all the colors swirling when the light would catch but it was still white…in a sense.

K: Yes.

D: I felt like I had traveled such a distance. I felt like I had been journeying for longer than my life on earth. (looking up as she’s remembering)

K: Geez.

D: I came to the box, and I couldn’t stop smiling. I couldn’t stop giggling. I couldn’t stop…I felt like I had won. I was so content and proud. I opened the box like a child getting a surprise. Once I opened it…I was back in the aquarium. (snaps her fingers)

K: No freaking way!!!!!

D: (laughs)

K: No freaking way, D. No way!

D: Yes. (nods quickly and sits up) I felt like…it was all just a dream and I was a little bit disappointed until…I looked out and into the sea of people.

K: Was it the same?

D: (shakes her head) There was no one. It was water…turquoise water. It sparkled. All of those differing perceptions of me…were no long outside of myself because I had integrated what was meant for me and what wasn’t. I felt lighter because a lot of what I previously looked out on…was not for me. I took what I needed and left the rest. I walked out of that…room and I never looked back. I was now I am that I AM. You know that saying?

K: I do.

D: The point of this…the point of my…request to sit with you and tell this to you so you can share it is…this does not have to happen in death. This pilgrimage was a pilgrimage into all that I was to uncover and recover…my truth. Walking was my way of doing that.

K: For sure. Absolutely.

D: In these times where there is so much uncertainty and chaos…where things of this world feel so frantic and dramatic, I would encourage everyone to pilgrimage. That doesn’t necessarily mean you must leave everything you know, pack a backpack and walk a trail. Yes, that option is there for some however, it’s not necessary. Music can take you on a journey.

I’m hearing Sentimental Journey by Rosemary Clooney.

D: Writing can take you. Art, photography…anything creative can take you on the very same pilgrimage through your me, myself, and I to your I Am that I AM. Any sort of pilgrimage can take you from balancing extremes to balance. I want to encourage anyone to begin day one of melting you with heaven and, in that process, becoming the grandest version of you that has and will ever exist. Not one individual must wait until life is over to discover this. Truth can sometimes be hard to come by but it’s always there. Even where you sit…where any one person sits, they look out at an ocean of people that watch them. There are billions of aquariums existing in a place where that separation has no need to exist. But it does and I…more than most…understand why. Walls will come down. Extremes are not required any longer. I wish for people, to discover that box that I walked miles and miles to discover only to understand that I had that the entire time.

K: Wow. I know I keep saying that but…WOW. Thank you. This was huge but not…so subtle.

D: Isn’t that how it is though? Wisdom…can sometimes feel daunting but it really isn’t.

K: I think for me, it’s trying to take what a spirit gives me and write it…translate it so it makes sense.

D: You’re doing a wonderful job.

K: Awe…thank you. When you showed me what you wanted to speak about, I thought to myself…how the hell am I going to write that? All the scenes and the sounds and the colors I couldn’t grasp. It was a bit daunting.

D: When a person doesn’t have the language for sight…just imagine Helen Keller.

K: Oh my God, yes. I spoke with her. She was a spitfire.

D: Yes. She certainly is. I know that you have a full day.

K: I do.

D: Then I will go but, Kimberly, I would like to thank you…so much. Thank you for welcoming me.

K: Thank you for welcoming me. What are you talking about…welcoming you. I’m humbled.

D: (laughing) I will admit that I suffer from an egregious amount of gratitude.

K: There is nothing wrong about that. Rumor has it there should be more and more and more. Gratitude makes the world spin in that upwards direction.

D: (sighs and smiles) What fun. So much fun.

K: Yep. It is, actually. It is.

D: Have a wonderful day. Promise me you will.

K: Ha! I will give it my all. Congratulations on finding yourself…that whole walk of fame.

D: (laughs) It is…it is the walk of fame. Oh, that is a wonderful way to put it. The personal walk of fame. You can call our talk that.

K: A pilgrimage walk to fame.

D: (clasps hands super happy) That’s wonderful. Perfect. I do love you. Thank you so much.

K: I love you too. Thank you for this. Thank you for spending this time with me.

D: It’s such a pleasure. We’ll speak again.

K: Would love it.

D: Goodbye.

K: Chat soon.

Waves and is gone.