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Monday, August 2, 2010

Messages From MY Mother

I received an interesting phone call from my niece. First she left a message that my mother had given her a message from the other side and that I would be very interested in what it was, she was tearing up I could hear it in her voice. She and I have had many talks about the visits we have from those we love who have gone on to the next stage. It took me a few days to get a hold of her by telephone, I was very curious. She told me that while her mother, my sister, was arranging a room for her to come and stay in for awhile, one of the paintings that my mother had painted fell off the wall.
While picking up the painting she saw that there was some writing on the back. She said it read "The Praying Place" to my daughter Jackie. Needless to say I was very surprised and emotional about this news. So my Mother had left me a painting. WOW, I didn't think I would get anything that she painted after how everything went down. I am still feeling somewhat shocked. I know the painting well. My Mother and I talked about the painting several times while she was still alive. We discovered that we went to the same spot to pray near the lake we loved so much. If there is one thing I learned from my mother that was to pray. I use to pray and beg God to give me what I wanted. My Mother prayed like that too. But over the years I learned that prayer is to commune with my spirit, my higher self, and also to commune with a presence that is all knowing and all being. My mother believed in the power of prayer and I do too.
I think she is telling me to keep praying. To pray more. I also know that she is telling me that she is here now with me. That she will help me now.
I have always loved her so much. There was not always the closeness that I longed for as a child with my mother. I will just say that she was closed down while I was a child and she didn't really start giving love until she was in her 50's. She had been hurt so badly as a child and young girl that she just shut down. Well, I can say that I pretty much have done that too in my life. I feel that I am more open now, a lot more open. But the one thing that has never changed for me in my entire life and that is my desire to talk to and hear God. Now I see God as a whole group of beings that really love me and and are always supporting me with love.
I am so happy just to know that she has reached out from her place in a very spiritual way, publicly to my sisters and my nieces and nephews and my children that this painting had a name a special place to go and pray. Thank you MOM. I love you. You have given me a wonderful gift from your place in heaven. A gift of caring, it reached me to my inner child, it reached me to my broken heart, it reached me to my knowing. I love you MOM.
I wrote this to all of you to let you know that we are loved and we are reached out too, in many ways. There is so much love to receive and give.
I love you all, Jacklen

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

This is lovely! I enjoyed reading it! Love u and thinking of you and your family as the Kidney transplant time is soon here! Will and have been praying for all! Miss u and love u.Linda