I lost my mom last week. She was 75. It was a difficult thing to watch my family go through. I myself had said ‘goodbye’ at least four times for each of her four open heart surgeries. She went in and we did not know if she would come out, she did every time. I know, I can hardly believe it myself.
She was a courageous, warrior goddess with an unbelievable will to keep going. Many of you do not know that she was actually my second mom. I lost my birth mother at the age of 8 and was raised by my Auntie Arlene, she was my 2nd mom.
As a channel and spiritual practitioner I have had the privilege of speaking, on the inner planes, with clients’s relatives, guides, companions and teachers who had shed there physical bodies, and who wanted to share beautiful messages of wisdom and encouragement.
I was fortunate enough to have had those inner plane conversations with my auntie/mom before, during and after each surgery, knowing that we had shared many wonderful times together, knowing she was tired of her physical body not working the way she wanted it to, and knowing that I would be there to comfort her and hold her hand on both the physical and spiritual levels as best I could until she decided to kick the frame and move on.
Nothing really prepares you for the absolute lack of the physical presence of the body aspect of the being. It seems quite final from the physical, everyday, pedestrian perspective. Although, I do think that part of being in the physical is preparing for the loss of the physical, right? I am discovering that it takes practice and unwavering faith.
This is the time that I lean the hardest on my faith and my inspired teachers who share their wisdom and remind me that we are much more then our physical bodies.
My friend sent me this poem, he has read it everyday since his brother passed. The wisdom of it brought me comfort. I share it with you, who have lost someone dear, in hopes that it will bring you some comfort as well.
Contemplation on No-Coming, No-Going by ThichNhatHanh
This body is not me.
I am not limited by this body.
I am life without boundaries.
I have never been born,
and I have never died.
Look at the ocean and the sky filled with stars,
manifestations from my wondrous true mind.
Since before time, I have been free.
Birth and death are only doors through which we pass,
sacred thresholds on our journey.
Birth and death are a game of hide-and-seek.
So laugh with me,
hold my hand,
let us say good-bye,
say good-bye, to meet again soon.
We meet today.
We will meet again tomorrow.
We will meet at the source every moment.
We meet each other in all forms of life.
Love and Blessings,
PS A heartfelt ‘Thank You’ to the hundreds of loving and supportive FB messages. I did not realize I had so many friends. Hand to my heart, to your hearts 💕