Touch,
My father said, as I held his hand…
“I can feel a movement in my heart… something in my heart moved. Thank you, thank you, it feels good”
A few years ago, my father had suffered a heart attack, I remember going to the hospital. He wanted me in the operating room, as he said that he could ‘feel’ my prayers, and would feel better. The surgeons agreed, but at the last minute, decided against it, as his heart was so weak, that the chances of him surviving the operation were slight.
Hurriedly, I searched for another place to meditate. I found the waiting room full of people, but found them in their own grief over their changing lives too much to bear. I searched out another place and found, in the basement of the hospital, a Chapel. Perfect! It was empty. Yet, I could not get my mind quiet enough to meditate; I had planned a guided meditation for the angels, and spiritual guides, all Gods and Godesses to guide the hands of everyone from the surgeons, right down to the person sweeping the sidewalks into the most graceful beneficial operation. I could not. 30 additional minutes passed. Somewhere in the recess of my mind, I had ‘plugged’ in that I had missed the moment.
In the next moment a wonderful hospital attendant angelically entered the Chapel singing the blues. Her voice was so soothing that I began to cry. She apologetically offered not to be a bother. “On the contrary – you brought such a peace to me, I am grateful”. She went on to explain, how, when people or events got ‘down’ on her, she would enter the chapel to give those thoughts in song, to God. She quietly left as I watched her, in deep gratitude.
My gratitude was for the simple reason that her purity, her high vibration of love, finally served to quiet my mind. I ascended into a deep vision. I saw a golden triangle form above my head and up to the right. I saw streams of light coming from many hearts including my own, a very bright white gold light forming the triangle, then I saw my heart leaving its place in my chest and traveling up this gold white light into the center of the triangle. Simultaneously there appeared another heart coming downward; I knew it was my fathers heart. The strength in my heart joined his. I then saw many hearts joining in this golden triangle. I felt immense joy and a new barrage of tears washing the previous tears of tension from my face. I fell into a trance like state, where nothing then existed, in the middle of everything.
I came to, owing to the sounds of a young man crying. It turned out, his wife was undergoing a last ditch surgery to remove cancerous cells from her body. The prognosis was not good. I shared with him my experience, and how keeping his vibration high could certainly help his situation. And that he might celebrate her life in all of its absolute perfection. I told him how I connected so deeply, that I became peaceful with the understanding that pure bliss awaited my father no matter which choice he made. This seemed to calm the young man, he moved into silent prayers of gratitude for his wife. We wept silently with each other for a short while.
I suddenly once again became aware of the passage of time. I rushed upstairs to get some news. Hours had passed. The doctor was talking to my mother – “ the operation was a success, his heart was very strong,[ they actually did a 5 by pass surgery instead of the original 3 by pass as planned] He will recover swiftly and all looks good!” And, he did recover.
He later told me that when they had ‘put him under’ [anesthesia] he was aware of my presence and much accompanying light. I became deeply aware of what my teachers spoke to me of Oneness. We were connected, always had been. His grace kindness, and unconditional love for me in the actions surrounding my childhood swept over me in an instant.
Now today, nearly 3 years later, I am called to my fathers side for what appears to be his eminent transition to the world of spirit. At 82 years old I am summoned to his greatness. I find great pleasure in celebrating his transition, no matter what my mind is saying about his physical and mental condition. A few days ago, I had a few human moments. I was glad in that I did not stuff my human emotions. I was about to see a great soul that evening, and I did want to be present and clear.
That evening I went to see Don Miguel Ruiz. I was able to spend some time with him and his son. Don Jose told a similar story about him and his dad, and how his dad challenged him to recognize him in his greatness and to embrace the life that he has to live in honor of his father. I took this to heart, and my human load lightened. I do see the grace, and dignity, in His transition. He spends more and more time in the spirit world.
Soon he will be graciously accepted into his divinity. I can be nowhere else.
I realized in the moment of thanks from the ‘heart’ of my father, how removed I had become to the vital process of life. Hospitals handle birthing, Funerals handle deathing, large co-ops, and corporations slaughter and prepare my food. The list does go on.
I realized further how I am not as in touch with the essences of the ebb and flow of life.
A moment in time such as this, elicits an increased awareness of just how powerful the expression of love and compassion can comfort the life of another.
What joy a life is! Find someone that you love and just love them.
Blessings and Light,
Gregory