Living and Loving
He missed his mom since she had passed, but he thought of her often, and this day he also thought of his mom’s good friend.
Within minutes, his mom’s friend called to tell him she had just found a Crow feather standing in her yard. Crow was one of her dear friend’s totem animals.
Arriving home, imagine his shock and delight. Standing in his yard was a Crow feather!
They recognized the visit from spirit! These are sacred stories. Have one to share? Send email to debra@scs-matters.com.
When I was 28 years old, I told myself that I wanted to be in a place to “retire” by the time I was 35 years old.
My goal was to be free and offer my “work” to the world.
I got released from my job exactly at 35 years plus one month!
How humbling to see that our most sincere intentions come true.
These are sacred stories. Have one to share? Send email to debra@scs-matters.com.
Starr was a wonderful dog. Starr lived with Linda and Tim, and their children, Billy and Christie. Starr loved each of them, and the family was blessed to have her with them for seventeen years.
Starr began having really bad health problems. It was painful for the family to watch.
One day, as she was being bathed, Starr’s beautiful black fur began coming out in clumps.
Starr could barely move, so Tim took her to the vet. When the vet recommended putting Starr to sleep, Tim went back home to get Linda. The vet administered a shot, allowing Starr to pass peacefully in Linda’s arms in just a few seconds.
Oh, how Linda cried!
But Linda says she remembers well what happened next, “As I left the room, I went out into the lobby where a woman unsuccessfully tried to keep her dog from jumping all over me. I went down on my knees, hugging and petting that dog. I told the owner how much I needed that then. It was a beautiful experience that can still move me to tears all these years later.”
Send email to debra@scs-matters.com with a Sacred Story you would like to share.
Life is wonderFULL. Some days and some times of our lives are definitely more full than others.
Today is the one year anniversary of my mother-in-law’s transition. I’ve written about her passing in Musings from an Estate Sale, and spoken about it in Celebrations of Life, a talk given at Unity by the Lakeshore the morning after the final day of the estate sale.
One week ago today, I had the honor of giving the eulogy for John’s Aunt Nor.
Yesterday, I sat with my beloved sister as she supported their sweet cat, Sally, in crossing the Rainbow Bridge.
As much as I try to not write so much about life and death, it is life after death keeps calling my fingers to the keyboard.
You may appreciate a reminder of our seeing the boat named Miss Ellie on the highway as we drove home from the first Basham Family Reunion without John’s mom with us in body. Miss Ellie is the nickname given to my mother-in-law by another of her daughters-in-law, Cindy.
This morning, I opened my email to a Quotation for the day from David Bloyd. “Every single thing that has ever happened in your life is preparing you for a moment that is yet to come.” According to David, the author of this quotation found on marcandangel.com, is unknown. Known or unknown, the writer has spoken a powerful reality.
A bit before noon yesterday I drove my sister and her precious kitty companion to the vet. Janis’ husband, Larry, was working. The regular vet was on vacation, but they had someone filling in. The vet who saw us was a young woman. As she was in that room with us, her own story came out. One month ago, she had to put her dog down. She had loved that dog for ten years. She, too, had waited so long the injection had to go into the heart. She fought her tears, gave us hugs, and shared her own tender experiences, Janis and I agreed Sally’s needing support to complete her transition may have been as much about that tender-hearted vet as it was about Sally and the two of us.
The threads of our lives are connected…. We can appreciate that truth.
Sally had come to my brother-in-law’s art studio over 16 years earlier. Sally’s ears and tail were bare of hair—having been sheered by frostbite. We can endure painful experiences in life. A month of Larry’s consistent and compassionate feeding resulted in this former feral’s finally coming inside where it was warm. Sally became a studio cat, and she has been a studio cat since that day…. Not one time during the next decade and a half did an open door or window tempt her away from her place of warmth and love. She had been there and done that!
Today, I will ride my bike to yoga class in the autumn sun.
You can appreciate the truth. As J.K. Rowling wrote in Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban, “The ones who love us never really leave us, you can always find them in here.”
He was enjoying a morning off.
He knew he wanted to stop and see a friend who had just gotten back in town after spending the winter in Florida.
He stopped in at a garage sale in a nearby town.
There was his friend buying a hat!
Coming into the waiting room to see her client out of the building, she discovered a woman looking around.
“May I help you?” she inquired of the woman.
The woman responded, “I thought you had a book store here. I am looking for a book about preparing for surgery.”
“Oh, we don’t have a book store any more, but I am the one who is trained in that program. I have written an e-book called Imagine Healing.”
“I am glad to work with you,” she continued.
“It is not for me, it is for my daughter.”
Assuring the woman she would be willing to work with the daughter, the woman replied. “She does not live here. She lives in Boston.”
Her response to that? “I am flying to Boston tomorrow!”
Synchronicity was first explained by psychiatrist Carl Jung. It is the wonderful feeling of knowing you are in the right place at the right time.
Feeling somewhat desperate, trying to decide if she should sign the lease without others being committed to sharing the space, she blurted out, “I believe in me!”
Just as she did, she saw a wadded up garment on the side of the road. The previous week, she had found a pair of golf shorts—in her husband’s size, still with the tags on them, on the side of the road.
Parking her bike, she flipped the garment over, and saw the words: Just Do It!
(Excerpted from Surrender the Fear, Beyond Mastery Newsletter. Used by permission.)