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December 2012 ~ A Sign of the Times

Dec 31, 2012

Over the many years that man has walked upon this earth I would imagine there were fears and speculations in each generation’s lifetime where they imagined, believed, foresaw and dreaded the end of the world and 2012 was no exception to this record of timely events.

On September 11, 2001 I was frozen before the television as I watched the unraveling of the Twin Towers in New York City. I experienced waves of rampant emotions such as shock and horror, doom and gloom and the “only” thing I wanted to do was to pray. As I watched the towers fall slowly to the ground, one by one, a plume of billowing dust clouds arose and overflowed in to the streets as if watching the lava of a volcano roll in slow motion. I wondered to myself where God was in all of this disaster and I then sensed that I was witnessing the hand of God in motion in keeping the buildings standing tall until they would never stand again. We all felt something change in us that day and in the days and weeks that followed not only as a nation but as a parent, a spouse, a friend or colleague or as a family member we were all touched by this event worldwide. As I was trying to process the chain of events in my mind and heart I remember calling my older brother that morning and commenting to him as to whether this was a sign that the end of the world was near. Without hesitation he responded in a gentle and simple tone that the end of the world was no longer a concern for the people who did not survive this tragedy. His words of wisdom and insight touched me because my soul just knew it was true ~ it was all a matter of perspective for the people who were still living and for those who no longer were living. There were and usually are at least two sides to every mirror.

Moving forward in our own lives, when any of us look ahead to see what our future holds for us what do we imagine for ourselves? What do we envision for the final days whether we are to “accidentally” die or to savor our days in a resting place enjoying a beautiful sunset on the beach or to be comforted by a warm blanket as we take our final breaths. Do we actually take the time and make the effort to create and look forward to our last days on the earth with the same enthusiasm and intention as many of us do when we celebrate the news of the first breath of a newborn soul? The way I see it from my angle is that both ends of the spectrum of life are the same and deserve a time for celebration and respect for the continuation of life. As we move from one side of the mirror to the other we really don’t know what to expect ~ what lies ahead of us as we take our steps across each threshold, making our way in and out of this life, as we believe we may know it to be.

While I am writing this newsletter I am on a plane retuning to Phoenix having just celebrated my own mother’s ninety second birthday today. I spent the last week with her enjoying every moment from making her a little more comfortable in some small way to watching her sleep as she dreamed away. We stayed up several nights talking about our family travels prompting her to recall memories she had long forgotten. And one memory that happened today I will hold near to my heart forever…and I want to share it with you now.

Just a few days ago when I returned to my mom’s room in the assisted living center, she asked me if I had seen her mother. This question caught me off guard for a moment but I understood why she was asking and I realized that I needed to tell her that her mother had passed away over fifty years ago, long before I was born. I realized the fact that since we had spent several hours during this visit looking at pictures of her younger years many of those pictures were that of her mother. Fifteen minutes later she remembered how she heard of her mother’s passing as my mother shared with me that while she was at home with her children one day she “saw” a vision of her mother and knew instantaneously that her mother had died though they lived several states apart. My mother’s sad face and inevitable words confirmed to me that she was heartbroken as I knew that my mother respected and loved her mother very much as she was growing up in a small mill town. There are moments that neither money nor a photograph can re-live ~ they just happen once and they happen unscripted. I knew that I was privileged to be there in that very special moment in time with her.

This morning, before other family members arrived in my mom’s room, I had a special birthday card that I had purchased in Arizona where you write birthday wishes on a special tissue paper. I told her that since it was her birthday that she would have a few wishes and that I would write them down on the individual papers. Without hesitation she told me four wishes and I wrote each one down on the small square of paper, kept them in order and then inserted them into the card for safe keeping until her party. I told her that it was our secret for now and that when we went to her party that we would share them with the family. After lunch, we enjoyed some cake and ice cream and, due to my own time constraints for leaving to catch my plane, I sat down beside her at the end of the table and showed her the envelope that held her birthday card and precious wishes and told her that it was time to open and share with the family. I asked her if she remembered the card and she nodded in agreement and I began to read them one by one. The moment was priceless to me. All four wishes were genuine and heartfelt and, though I did not look around the table, I could feel that we all were moved in our own way as the wishes were read aloud. I would show my mom the written wish and she would nod and even one or two of them she began to read aloud though her hoarse voice did not allow her to continue I spoke for her.

Once all of the wishes were read I rolled each one of them loosely in to the shape of a cylinder and stood them on end and then asked my mom to send her intentions as I lit each one with a lighter. The wishes on paper quickly disintegrated and, like the smoke that burned a path to the ceiling, her wishes were sent to Heaven. I shared in that moment with my family that just about an hour before lunch (after I had written the wishes on the paper for Mom) she had asked me what would happen to them and then after a short pause she stated that they would “go to Heaven”. In that moment she had just shared with me all she really wanted and needed at the tender age of 92. I knew that there was nothing I could buy that would give her more than giving her the opportunity in a glimpse of time that she could share in such a beautiful and priceless way with some of her children. I know that the people there somehow saw a very special moment that they will never forget, like me.

So what are your wishes for yourself that, if you were asked to write them down, you would be able to share them with the ones you love and then send them up to Heaven with love? Not one of my mom’s wishes was for material objects but they were uncomplicated, simple, and authentically requested. And somewhere in the Universe, I believe that her wishes were heard, felt and known and her gift to the family was the gift of being present and feeling the power of our beauty in the moment of now. No longer looking backwards but looking forwards to what this life and the next has to offer because, as she revealed the gift of a vulnerable soul she chose to give a gift of her heart to those that mattered.

Yes, this is a very special time as we emerge into a new year and accept the shifts that encourage us to see that there are so many signs of the times if we remain present with each other and, as we share our soul’s purpose more and more, then we will come to know and appreciate each other as we celebrate the fragility and the value of a life not only lived and shared but one that has loved and known love, too.

Happy Birthday to us all and have a wonderful New Year & New Life!

Michaelene
Intuitive Consultant (Personal, Business, Hospice)
www.Sun2SoulTransitions.com

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