On June 3rd, Walden surprised both clients and friends by returning to his office and resuming his full time astrological practice only 22 days after having undergone open heart surgery. He further surprised everyone by appearing on radio station WMET in Washington D.C. at 3:00 PM EST the same afternoon on the successful talk show “Catch Me If You Can” where he was interviewed by hostess Jeanne Driver.

The following story was written by Walden. It is a true, lucid dream experience that he had during the early morning hours prior to his heart surgery. Most amazing is that both dream and operation occurred on the same day.

In Regards to Certain Matters of the Heart

At around 1:30 AM on the morning of May 11th, 2006, I had a night visitor. Actually I had two. The first was my mother, Julia Welch, who came to me during a lucid dream experience. Mom had died in February 1973, following her third heart surgery. She had never appeared to me in spirit form before and I consciously awakened during my dream state as I was amazed and excited to see her, as anyone who has read my biographical interview “In Touch With His Soul” knows that Mom and I had greatly loved each other.

On the previous day before my lucid dream my cardiologist had performed an electrocardiogram on me. I had been having heart trouble for the past six years. In order to attach the electrodes to my chest, the doctor had shaved a couple of patches of body hair. One nakedly shaved patch was directly over my heart.

During my dream experience, I watched in fascination as my mother looked into my eyes as she walked towards me. We were together in some form of time and space. There were no objects of any nature surrounding us. Mom looked exactly as she had in life. Although she had died at the age of fifty-five, in her spirit body she looked as if she were in her early 30’s. Spirits have the same vanity as humans do, and they usually convert back to the age they considered their selves to have been the most physically attractive.

Mom was very petite. Although during her earth days she had professed on her driver’s license to be five feet tall, she had in reality been four feet 11 inches tall. She was extremely pretty with raven black hair and the most beautiful, deep amber, liquid brown eyes I have ever seen. She had a very serious look upon her face as I watched her walk towards me with her right hand extended. She then placed it upon the shaven patch above my heart. I watched her face as tears fell from her eyes while she folded her palm, pinkie finger under thumb, and then placed the longer mid three fingers upon my chest. This moment was exhilarating for me for her touch was as alive as it had ever been in life.

As she wept, she said, “Oh Sweetie, I didn’t want this to happen to you too. Not you! Not you!”

“Oh Mama, please don’t cry. It is not your fault that I have heart problems,” I reasoned. “Please don’t cry. You went through these heart tests many times before when you were alive. The heart test I had didn’t hurt. Please don’t cry.”

I watched with fascination as she deliberately separated her three mid fingers and pressed them against my chest as if she were tracing the arteries into my heart. Her eyes narrowed and peered as if she were looking deep inside me trying to diagnose what was wrong with my heart. I felt a chill run down my chest as her fingers stopped over my aorta, and then a great look of concern shrouded her faced. I had not noticed before, but my father was standing just behind her. The left side of his body was turned toward me and he was looking downward, trying not to have eye contact with me. I sensed that he felt embarrassment and shame.

The negative things I had said about him during my interview with Gina Cerminara (“In Touch With His Soul”) came to my mind, and I sensed that he was ashamed for the difficulties that had long since passed between us. I became overwhelmed with a feeling of great compassion for him. I walked over to him and I put a hand on his chin and lifted his face upward so that he could look into mine.

“Oh, please Dad…don’t be ashamed. Please don’t feel badly. All of the bad things are behind us now. I have come to love and respect and understand you. I truly have. I love you father. I so sincerely love you.”

My father smiled at me and said, “You mean it, don’t you? You truly love me?”

“Yes,” I replied. “I most truly love you.” I then turned to my mother and stated, “Mom, I told dad that I love him”.

She placed the palm of her right hand upon my cheek and said, “Oh Sweetie, that time has finally come! I have always wanted this to be.”

And so she had. While alive my mother had said that she always lived for the day that my father and I would learn to love one another.

Suddenly my parents disappeared. I sat up, wide awake. I had no doubt that I had been in communication with them. I was scheduled to go to the hospital for a heart cauterization that afternoon. As I readied myself for the ordeal, I felt a tremendous burden had been lifted from my shoulders. I knew I had come to love my father and I felt great joy over the realization.

When I awoke from the cardiac catheterization procedure, my doctor looked me directly in the eye and stated, “I want you to have immediate heart surgery! This cannot wait! I can pull our operating crew together right now. If you don’t have this surgery you will die. Mr. Welch, I was never certain that there is a Devine Power until I met you. It is a miracle you are alive at all”, he exclaimed.

I looked into my doctors eyes and asked, “Do I need a triple bypass surgery? Do I have three clogged arteries?” I recalled the part of my dream where my mother had placed three of her fingers upon my heart and specifically traced three arteries which entered it.

“Why yes, exactly. How did you know that?” he asked as if he were surprised by my question.

“Believe it or not last night I dreamed that I needed triple bypass surgery. It came to me in a dream,” I replied.