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A Man of Wealth and Taste
Join Date: Dec 2002
Location: Out there somewhere beyond the doors of perception
Posts: 51,063
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I was holding my Mothers hand and talking to her for the last hours of her life, she was hanging on because I was in the room with her, even though her body had turned ice cold. The moment I stepped out of the room for a moment she passed away...After my Mother passed away I never doubted my intuitive capacity again, it is real and unerringly accurate. With my Mother I saw/felt that a man was waiting patiently to meet her on the other side of the curtain between life and death. The day before she passed away my Mother told me in our last conversation that the night before she had a dream of horses and that she could not quiet get on the horse. One of the four horses of the apocalypse is death.
With my Dad I was holding his hand and the moment I told him he didn't fail me by leaving me, he took a final breath and passed away. How I came to those words was completely based upon intuition as my Dad was way past conversation.
With Sandy I was holding her hand talking to her and finally I told her to do what she needed to do and she took a couple of shallow breaths and passed away. I was the only one to be with her at the end. Exactly a week before Sandy passed I had to put my dog Zoey down and I was with her to. A week before Sandy passed away she started saying and pointing that there was a tall woman with short hair that had a dog in the room ...then the woman was sitting next to her...Sandy then started to say to no one , "I don't understand." Of course there was no one in the room that met that description. Finally several days before she passed late in the night I was talking to Sandy about forgiveness I started down the stairs to get some water when before I could put my foot down shifting weight I slipped. I am very careful about going down stairs because of my size and weight, watching each step making sure my foot is down before shifting weight completely and holding onto the rail. In other words I do not believe it was an accident as I had been up and down those stairs quiet a bit.
When I was walking into the hospice to be with Sandy it was with grim determination as I knew exactly what to expect. Before I left the hospice I had a conversation with the Priest who was there. I told him the only thing we take with us to the other side is our capacity to love and the only thing that makes any sense in this life is kindness to others. I left him crying. On the way home I had the feeling that because I stood with her at the end when no one else was there her whole family back to Abraham was smiling.
So the answer is yes something very deep and profound does change within us..we come to understand things a bit differently..
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