Connection 01.09.21

                                                                          

Connection

01.09.21

I read a blog from a friend

called Love's Eternal Light today.

My heart was feeling very heavy.

Next week's impending

first Angelversary of my son

was hitting me very intensely.

So I did as I often do,

I took a hike.

It always seems to bring me back

to my loving center.

 

I was breathing in the winter's air

in the peaceful silence of the woods.

Allowing myself to go where I felt led.

So as I got to a split in the trail,

I followed my intuition

"this way!"

As I strolled along,

I noticed a Robin.

Jason's robins were with me!

That is a sign I have had

since his transition.

And not just one this day,

a flock of them.

I felt connected to him

in those first moments

of seeing them.

 

I saw my whole hike

unfold in my mind.

So I looped down to the main trail.

I crossed the bridge

(that has its own story of connection).

I now call it Jason's rainbow bridge.

Just after that,

another flock of robins.

A smile crosses my face

and lifts my heart higher.

 

As I head back,

I know I'm going to go off

the main path again and

back into the deep woods.

As I climb a ridge,

I notice Robins as I look up.

They always seem to be flying off

away from me farther down the trail.

Time after time,

when I look up,

I see this.

My heart becomes so light

with this loving sense.

This sense

that I'm hiking again with my son

as we so often did on visits.

 

Then I'm beaming

with the realization

that Jason knows

where I am going next!

He's guiding the Robins

to the path in front of me!

The flock is continually

flitting off before me

as I look up.

It fills my awareness,

time after time, when I look up.

Robins are everywhere before me.

 

This awareness gifts me;

it's washed the heaviness

from my heart.

It has left me with a confirmation

once again, that love never dies!

 

Thanks for hiking with me, Jason,

you made this dreary

cold winter's day

filled with the heaviness

of grief so much brighter.

Your love fills my heart

to overflowing.

My tear-filled eyes

again look up now

to see the title to

Sandy's blog message today.

"Love's Eternal Light"

thank you

for continuing

to shine it on me,

Dear Jason.

 

Love you, Dad.

 

My dear friend, Sandy,

posts daily messages.

You can read the one

my post refers to here.

 https://youarelovenow.com/2021/01/09/loves-eternal-light/

All My Love Always, Keith

A Thanksgiving Gift

A Thanksgiving Gift

 

A dear friend Sandy,

shares daily messages she gets during meditation

through automatic writing from her team.

https://youarelovenow.com/2020/11/29/who-you-are-2/

Today the message "Who You Are"

prompted me to share this reply I made

to her and her team with all of you.

 

"You are always aligned with love.

Your human perceptions may beg to differ..."

I had a shift in perceptions on Thanksgiving eve.

With all the covid concerns,

we kept scaling back plans.

Laura cooked pumpkin pies.

We decided to deliver them

to my son and daughter's family's that evening.

 

As we drove to my daughter's family's house,

I began to think of Jane E.,

the wife I lost 10 years ago,

just over two months before Thanksgiving that year.

As I sunk into a funk about it,

I thought how sad it was

to not be with us,

to not experience her grandchildren.

 

My thought was,

"How many have you missed now?"

Instantly, this awareness arose

as she responded emphatically with,

"Not a one!"

 

At that moment,

I knew it was her

with a special Thanksgiving gift this year.

Reminding me,

"you are always aligned with love!"

 

All My Love Always, Keith

 

Ten

Ten

Jane E. September 16, 2020,

hard to believe this is your tenth Angelversary.

I think back to the song

I was led to in the early days,

“To Where You Are” by Josh Groban.

So many times, I would listen to that one.

“Fly me up to where you are

beyond the distant star

I wish upon tonight to see you smile.”

I sat there early yesterday morning,

sipping coffee and thinking of you.

Remembering this day

from ten years ago

and all the other days we had,

I went looking to be led again.

This time to quotes, I found these:

“I believe that tears can heal,

that memories can comfort,

and Love lives on forever.”

I kept digging and was led to this one too

by Joanne Fink:

“Those who once touched your life in love

will live in your heart forever.”

 

I started my day.

Off to the dentist for a cleaning

and rushing back to be home

when my friend Duane

was to work on our air conditioner.

I called him as I left the dentist,

and he was already on the way.

 I got home and cleared away the access

to the malfunctioning air conditioner.

Then I wandered into the front yard

to wait for Duane to show up.

There in the early morning sun

was the hibiscus my daughter Erin gave us.

We planted two of them

a couple of years ago.

Jane E. you brought

hibiscus from New York.

You lovingly took a piece

of the same hibiscus

to grow in every place we lived in.

Erin has kept up that tradition

and gave Alex and me

some for our yards.

I remember lamenting to Erin

just weeks ago

how ours were not fairing that well

with all the summer heat

and weeks of dry weather.

So as I wandered

up the hill,

I noticed the pink blooms

on the hibiscus.

I saw how many there were.

Fifteen blooms.

How the bees were delighted

to find so much pollen to harvest.

I moved in to photograph the scene

to catch the bees at work.

I angled for another picture

and waited for a more precise shot.

Just as I took it, the bee lifted off.

 As I went to review the photos I took

to my amazement, there was the bee.

Covered in pollen hanging in the air!

 

Yes, Jane E. “To Where You Are”

seeing through the eyes of love,

always around if we can only still

our humanness long enough

to become aware of your

everlasting presence in our lives.

You brought a big smile

to my face yesterday.

And yes, I believe you flew me up

to where you are to see you smile

so you could see my smile in return.

Another verse from that song comes to mind:

“and isn’t faith believing

All power can’t be seen.”

And as I end this yes,

I believe in the unseen power of love,

I believe that tears can heal,

that memories can comfort,

and love lives on forever.

I believe

those who once touched your life in love

will live on in your heart forever.

The song ends with this:

“I know you’re there

a breath away’s

not far to where you are.”

All My Love Always, Keith

Father's Day Comes Early

Father's Day Comes Early

I've been looking to reunite with an old read that I used daily

in the early times of my awakening.

One I've always cherished,

one that introduced me to a new way of being.

One that led me to anchor myself

in that new way of being

by reading one chapter every day

as a contemplative way to start my day.

A daily contemplation that stretched

into months and then into well over a year

of dedicated daily reflections.

Of dedicated attempts at trying to live its wisdom.

As I felt drawn to it once again last week,

I went hunting for it.

To no avail in the random book stashes,

I have all over the house.  I couldn't find it.

As Laura and I sat this morning

starting our day in Spiritual contemplation once again,

she mentioned one of her dear reads

she's gone back to recently.

Living With Joy but Sanaya Roman.

How she used it to set her meditation intention

on being love yesterday.

I mentioned how I had looked

for one of my favorites the other day.

She asked what it was. I responded:

"Change Your Thoughts Change Your Life by Wayne Dyer."

His interpretation of the

nearly 3,000 year old Spiritual verses

called The Tao Te Ching.

Wink, our dog, had already settled in on my lap

for her early morning nap.

So Laura said, "let me look."

She found it almost immediately and handed it to me.

I noticed a rather fat bookmark.

It was a card, a Father's Day card from my son.

It was a gift from beyond this day.

A connection from the son who left

this realm on January 15th, 2020.

A reminder of what we meant to each other,

how this book I bought over nine years ago

had moved me in a new direction.

A reminder of how Spirit weaves messages

into your life all the time.

I looked at the pages where the card sat as a bookmark.

A passage I had marked read:

"Without fail, she reveals her presence,

without fail, she reveals our own perfection."

Then as I opened and read the birthday card,

my skin became awash with goosebumps.

The card read: Because you mean so much.

I hope you know, especially today,

how wonderful you are

and how very much you're loved.

Happy Father's Day. Then Jason wrote: "Dad - Wishing you a great one!

Looking forward to celebrating your B-Day & meeting, Laura. Love, - Jason."

So it was evident that it had to be for Father's Day June 21st of 2012.

I was still contemplating the wisdom of the Tao daily back then,

as I had been for over a year.

I flipped back a couple of pages to find the verse.

The Sixth verse of the Tao Te Ching begins with

"The Spirit that never dies..."

and ends with

"Although it is invisible, it endures; it will never end."

Jason's presence, his Spirit speaks to me with these words today,

and for that, I am ever so grateful.

He speaks to me, letting me know once again

that love never dies, just like his mother has.

His mother led me into my Spiritual awakening,

started me on this journey.

A truth sign I've become acquainted with

again washes over my body,

my skin is awash with truth shivers.

May you recognize Spirit when it comes calling,

may you realize how Loved you are.

May you learn how Spirit uniquely nudges you

to a deeper understanding.

Oh my, as I mentioned this to my wife,

those opening and closing lines.

I was sitting there overwhelmed

with the messages within all this.

My eyes filled with tears,

my body shaking with the magnitude of this love,

this connection with Jason, my son.

Movement catches my eye, out the window

just to the left of my dear wife.

A Robin lands on a wire.

The Robin is a sign Jason has been sending me

since he entered hospice last December.

I can't even write these words

without being covered in truth shivers,

God bumps whatever name you like to call them, everywhere.

It is as if he put a cherry on top of the dessert,

a chocolate fudge sundae of signs, that he sent this morning.

The card was the ice cream,

the marked passage the chocolate fudge,

the opening and closing lines of the sixth verse the whipped cream.

The deepening recognition that came

as I shared all of these events with my wife.

Indeed the Robin that landed on the wire as I spoke to her.

That was the cherry on top

of this profound awareness of his presence today.

My how confoundingly unique our experience as a human is.

I would have never dreamed of experiencing

a death in the way I have these past few months.

To even read an account like this would have been unlikely.

To live the experiences of it

would have been considered impossible.

To experience this myself pure folly.

How one's life can change.

Jane's transition led me

to delve into my Spirituality in depth.

My son Jason leads me to explore

even deeper those early contacts

that encouraged me "to share."

Another read from those tentative explorations

as I walked through his mother's grief

nearly ten years ago left me with this mantra.

Keep an open mind,

watch for signs,

for there are no coincidences.

That is my hope, my wish, my prayer for all of you too.

All My Love Always, Keith

Jason's Robin

Jason’s Robin

This morning I saw a FB post

about the robin as a sign

for a lost loved one for someone else.

She mentioned how grateful she was.

It has led me to share my recent experiences.

I Googled the Spiritual significance

of robin's and found this:

In short, the spiritual meaning

of a robin includes transformation, growth,

renewal, passion, change, and power.

The robin is all about perseverance

and trying to "keep on keeping on."

The robin can teach you

how to focus and trust yourself better.

Robins have a passion,

and this can be a sign spiritually.

My response to the FB post was this:

I love this;

my oldest son transitioned

on January 15th this year

after a nearly two year

battle with brain cancer.

I saw robins

even before his transition.

He was in hospice care

those final few weeks

he was with us.

I knew it was a sign from him

as he danced between realms

in his last days in this one.

He knew very well

the great love I have for birds.

How I lovingly I tend

to their feeders all year long.

He knew I had asked him

about his favorite bird

during the last visit

I had with him.

Is it any wonder

robins are symbols

of change and transformation?

Not to me now.

Now, I consider it a sign

from my son of his transformation

and the change

in the way he communicates with me.

I've lost count of how many times

I've thought of him

only to look up just seconds

or minutes later

and see a robin

looking back at me

from our porch railing.

Head cocked and eyeing me

as if to say,

"Yeah, it's me!"

He loved to photobomb people

as they took pictures.

Now he's found a new way

to photobomb my awareness

of his continuing presence in my life.

Now when I see him,

I say there's Jason's Robin!

Yes, the perseverance

to keep on keeping on

reminding me of his presence

in my life.

For that, I am grateful too!

All My Love Always, Keith