Adam's Gift
The True Story of a Grieving Mother’s Dive Down the Rabbit Hole and the Treasure She Discovered Within
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The crystals, gemstones, and jewelry at the Wesak Festival come in all shapes and sizes. There’s something for everyone, from crystal skulls to tiny sacred stones, sterling silver, copper, and gold. On our way back from the keynote, Greg and I passed a display of some of the finest silver jewelry and gemstones I’d ever seen. Unaware that I was being herded to Carolyn Ford’s booth for a date with Einstein, I wanted to stop and look.
“We’ll come back before we leave,” promised Greg. True to Greg’s word, we returned to the corner booth with two whole tables of exquisite sterling silver and gemstone pieces. The craftsmanship was remarkable! Addressing the young gentleman on the opposite side of the table, I asked, “Did you make these yourself?”
“I did,” he nodded, surveying his treasures for just the right pieces for Greg and me. We bought a sterling silver vortex with a green amethyst for Greg that he wears to this day. Mine is a beautiful sterling silver piece with stones for the seven chakras down the center. “Before you go,” said the jeweler, “I’d like to bless these pieces.”
He introduced himself as Johnnie from Philadelphia. He’d come a long way to Mount Shasta, California. He shared a little about himself. His story is remarkable, but it isn’t my story to tell. If you’re lucky, maybe you’ll meet Johnnie yourself one day. Greg, Johnnie, and I stood in a triangle holding hands. Johnnie was close to thirty with the same coloring, height, and build as Adam.
“There’s something I should tell you before we start,” I said. “I lost a son in January.”
“I know,” said Johnnie, his voice full of compassion.
My eyes were locked on Johnnie’s when he added, “He’s in me now.”
Johnnie’s eyelids became thicker. When his irises became a lighter shade of brown, I was looking directly into Adam’s eyes.
Without breaking eye contact, I asked Greg, “Are you seeing what I’m seeing?”
“Yes,” he said. “Adam’s eyes are Johnnie’s eyes, or Johnnie’s eyes are Adam’s eyes.”
It was the most extraordinary thing I’ve ever experienced, topping Rhonda’s goodbye the night she died.
“Before you leave, I need to give you a hug,” said Johnnie.
True to human nature, I wasn’t ten feet from Johnnie’s booth when I began to question what just happened. I said, “Adam, if that was really you, I need another hug.”
“Wait! Come back!” Johnnie cried. “I need to give you another hug.”
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In Adam’s Gift, author Cindy Williams Adams shares the story of the death of her twenty-seven-year-old son, Adam, and her subsequent spiritual journey.
Hi! I’m Adam, and I’m dead. Well, not really. I’m still here ...
“The first night in the hospital, while Adam was on life support, around midnight, a nurse advised me to go home and get some rest. I looked at Adam’s monitor. His heart rate was 180, a normal heart rate for an infant. At that point, his vital signs were nominal. I said I’d go home when Adam’s heart rate reached 111. Greg and I sat in the dark, listening to the beep-beep of Adam’s monitor. A few minutes later, Greg said, “Look at the monitor.” Adam’s heart rate was 111.
My youngest sister, Rhonda, and I clipped some locks of Adam’s dark brown hair as a keepsake. I was sitting at the head of his bed examining our handiwork when I heard Adam say jokingly, “Mom, what the fuck did you do to my hair?”
In that pivotal moment, if I’d talked myself out of believing what I’d just experienced, I would have grieved Adam’s death in an entirely different way. Trusting the communication from Adam was real not only allowed me to accept the loss of Adam’s physical presence, it allowed me to create an entirely new relationship with the part of Adam that is eternal.
Adam’s lungs, kidneys, pancreas, and liver saved the lives of two individuals and significantly improved the lives of three others. Adam’s liver went to a young mother from Indiana, where I was born. Adam’s pancreas went to a woman with diabetes who’ll never have to suffer another amputation. Adam’s kidneys went to a woman from somewhere in California and to a man in Oakland who no longer plan their life around the need for dialysis. Adam’s lungs went to a seventy-two-year-old man from Arizona.”
From January 2011 to February 2023, Adam led me on a twelve-year-long wild goose chase where I collected seemingly random puzzle pieces that when presented altogether, finally make sense. From a past life as a knowledge keeper in Atlantis to serving as an intergalactic guardian, Adam’s mind-blowing after-death adventures will change everything you thought you knew about life and death and the world as we know it.
Don’t let your skin suit fool you into thinking you’re anything less than a co-creator with God. We don’t have to die to evolve to a higher level of consciousness. When it comes to consciousness-raising, Adam and I are giving away the cheats. Adam’s Gift is more than a memoir, it’s a multidimensional multimedia experience.
Brace yourself, you’re in for an e-ticket ride.
Adams’ debut memoir is an effectively concise account of a mother navigating her own grief while also finding ways to help others heal. Adams vividly renders her story of her life’s journey, and her sense of exuberance is evident throughout...
— Kirkus review
The story of Adam and the special bond he shares with his mom gives those hope who question an afterlife.
—Dannion Brinkley, internationally bestselling author of
Saved by the Light, At Peace in the Light, and Secrets of the Light
You don’t have to have experienced loss to love Adam’s Gift. It isn’t a book of grief. Its gift to the reader is about the resilience of love and the unwavering faith of a mother faced with unimaginable circumstances and boundless faith.
—Meg Blackburn Losey, PhD, author of international bestsellers,
The Children of Now, The Secret History of Consciousness, and Touching the Light
Through the experiences recounted by Adam’s mother, readers are immersed in a world where love transcends physical boundaries and continues to connect souls even after death.
—Rhys Wynn Davies, Australia’s 2023 Psychic of the Year,
and author of How to Talk to the Dead in 10 Easy Steps
Adam’s Gift was so riveting to read. I came away from it feeling as if I had gained so much. I can’t thank Adam and Cindy enough for writing this book.
—Sarah Breskman Cosme, bestselling author of A Hypnotist’s Journey to Atlantis,
A Hypnotist’s Journey to the Secret of the Sphinx, and
A Hypnotist’s Journey from the Trail to the Star People
About the Author
Cindy Williams Adams, MEd is a retired special education program specialist. Cindy is a Reiki master, QHHT ® and BQH practitioner, and Psych-K ® facilitator who finds nothing more rewarding than empowering others to take charge of their lives. She lives in Northern California with her husband, Greg, and their dog, Griffin. If the sun is shining, you’ll likely find her outdoors with Greg and Griffin or nose-deep in a book. To learn more or contact Cindy, visit adamsgift.net or her YouTube channel, Chillin’ with Adam.