Tribute to our Cameron
Forever part of our hearts, and the guiding light behind Healing with Cam.
In Loving Memory of Cameron Jacobs
On July 5th, just days before his 20th birthday, Cameron Jacobs left this world in a tragic accident while spending time with friends at Lake Mead.
His passing was sudden and heartbreaking, and life has never been the same without him. Cameron was full of life!
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He was funny, bold, kind, and endlessly curious. He loved being outdoors, laughing with friends, exploring new places, and living in the moment with a fearless, wide-open heart. He had just moved into his first place, excited for the next chapter of adulthood, ready to build a life that reflected his bright and adventurous spirit.
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Though his time here was far too short, Cameron’s presence hasn’t faded.
His warmth, his humor, and his joy continue to echo through the lives of everyone who loved him. He is felt in quiet moments, in unexpected memories, and in the strength to keep going when life feels heavy.
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For Camille, Cameron’s energy remains a gentle, guiding force.
Not replacing his absence, but reminding her that love doesn’t end, and that he still walks beside her in a way only a soul can.
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🦋 Forever loved. Forever missed. Forever part of every step forward.
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How It All Began
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I always carried a quiet knowing inside me.
A sense that I was meant to help people heal, but for years, that calling stayed in the background while I built a life and career in the IT world. The signs were there… soft, subtle, patient. But the timing hadn’t arrived.
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Then everything changed.
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When Spirit Calls, You Listen
When my son Cameron passed, my heart broke open in a way I can’t fully put into words.
Three days after he passed, his presence filled our home in ways none of us could deny.
And on what would have been his 20th birthday, something unexpected happened: I had a spontaneous near-death experience that shifted the entire trajectory of my life. On the other side, I was met by my son and by a presence of love so profound it felt like remembering something ancient. I was shown truths about my path, my healing, and the work I would one day do.
And then just hours after I returned, I began delivering intuitive messages to people I had never met. They were clear, accurate, and guided.
It was the moment I understood that the calling I had felt my whole life had finally arrived.
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From Grief to Purpose
I wasn’t someone who spent my life channeling or talking with guides.
All of this came through heartbreak. It was uninvited, undeniable, and divinely timed.
What began as a desperate longing to stay connected to my son became the doorway into the work I was meant to do.
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With time, practice, and support from the spirit world, I learned to trust the guidance I received. I healed in ways I never thought possible. And slowly, my path transformed into one of service... into helping others remember their own soul, their own truth, their own connection to something greater.
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Now, I walk beside others on their journey of healing and remembrance. Not because my grief disappeared, but because it awakened a deeper purpose within me.
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This path has been forged from love.
Love never ends.
And a soul’s calling always finds its way home.
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