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Messages From Beyond The Veil

My mother and I circa 1983.

Last Friday afternoon at 2pm I had an appointment for a cystoscopy, a procedure where they insert a thin camera through the urethra to view the urinary tract. The doctor found a good sized tumor growing from the side of my bladder wall, which he showed me on the video monitor. It looked like a sea anemone growing on a rock wall in the ocean. Of course the first word to flash through my mind was cancer but I was simply told to get dressed and the medical assistant would lead me back to the doctor’s office where we would talk.

I was nervously waiting so I picked up my phone to look at emails as a distraction. An email had just come in from “Francesca’s”, a boutique chain that carries clothing, jewelry, and gifts. The subject line read “Women’s Power Zodiac Puzzle”. This email was significant for a few reasons.

  1. My mother’s name was Francesca, not a very common name around here. She passed away in 2015.
  2. I never signed up for emails from Francesca’s. I also searched my past emails to see that I had never received an email from them before. Furthermore, it was in my “primary” folder where I would see it when Gmail would ordinarily put that into “promotions”.
  3. It was timestamped August 6th at 2:29pm, received in the very narrow window in which I was waiting to see the doctor for some very heavy news ~ bladder cancer.

It felt like my mother was letting me know that she was with me in the room. Even the title “Women’s Power Zodiac Puzzle” felt like an indication that it was coming from the ethers, a message just for me from beyond the veil. I purchased the puzzle and look forward to putting it together soon. 

Receiving this message inspires me to share a second story of a similar nature ~ messages from beyond the veil.

In the summer of 2015 my mother lay in a hospital bed, in a coma with multiple system failure. She had a DNR order (do not resuscitate) and so she was being released to the other side, as she had wanted. 

Though she had been unresponsive, I am grateful I had the opportunity to share what was on my heart. I did not know what it was at the time, but I essentially spent our time together praying the Ho‘oponopono, a prayer by the ancient indigenous people of Hawaii. It goes, “I’m sorry. Please forgive me. I love you. Thank you.” I simply wanted her to know that I loved her, that I was sorry for our earthly dramas, that I forgave her and requested her forgiveness, and that I was grateful for the life that she has given me.

After five very long days at the hospital, her doctor requested I leave. He told me that she would not live, nothing could be done for her, and that she should have passed days ago. He believed she was holding on because I was there. I was exhausted, traumatized, lost, confused, and needed to take care of myself, and so I agreed to leave.

I caught the next flight out from Indianapolis, where she was, to my then-home city of Miami. I was home within a few hours. I had just walked into my apartment when I received a text from a friend I’d made in Colombia while studying Spanish just a few months earlier. Her name was Gloria, which in essence means the manifestation of God’s presence. While we were getting to know each other, I had confided in her that my mother and I had been through a lot of difficulty. 

Though she knew nothing of the present situation at the hospital, she was randomly checking on me and specifically asked about my mother so I told her what was going on. Her text reply said, “Light a candle and pray that the angels guide her to heaven.” It was a good idea, and so I went to my altar and did exactly that. 

Just a few minutes later I received a call from a nurse that my mother had *just* passed away. Yes, I realize she was on her way out already but she passed in the moments that I was praying and I can’t help but think this was orchestrated by God and the angels so that I may have some closure around my mother’s passing.

Cancer

Cancer
It’s hardly the answer
I was looking for
.
Yet it seems to
have opened
a door
.
To my deepest Self
Filled with the infinite wealth
Of Divinity
.
So, if you see me
Please don’t tell me
to “Fight”
.
Let’s keep it Light
So that I can LOVE myself
Back to health
.
Life was ALWAYS
Fragile
ALWAYS Precious
.
And I have every
Intention
To live it
.
With Beauty
With Grace
And with
.
Gratitude
I found out yesterday that my bladder has cancer. Doctor thinks he can remove it but we’ll know more after surgery on Wednesday. I feel strangely peaceful about it, with occasional waves of sadness.
The picture is of a happy bladder. I drew it about 6 months ago when I was trying to stay positive. I was told I had chronic UTIs but I had a feeling it was something more and insisted we look more deeply.

 

What’s Real?

Stressful times make art…

Painting by me: Path of the Heart (Acrylic 5″×7″)

I’m beyond tired
of BOTH sides
Left or Right,
so polarized
.
The truth remains
we come, we go
It’s all part of
the maya show
.
Everyone caught
in a grand illusion
Can’t separate truth
from their own delusion
.
Turn off the tele
to hear what’s real
The sound of silence
can truly heal
.
Make peace within
and forget the rest
Stay outward engaged
and you’ll fail the test
.
Your body’s a vessel
Your mind is a trick
Your spirit, the mystery
making you tick

Healing Moon

A little late posting, but the last full moon brought out both a poem and painting…


The moon so bright
it looked like dawn
As the night carried
on and on
.
I couldn’t sleep so
I gazed awhile
La luna melting
me to a smile
.
Soft white clouds
gone rolling by
Like angels watching
from the sky
.
My thankful prayer
I shared aloud
…Dear God…
Please root me in
the here and now
.
From where I must
release regret
Release the bonds
of this karmic debt
.
Heal my body
heal my heart
May all that haunts me
break apart
.
Let your light
shine brightly through
So that I may
walk with you

 

Sleepers

So tired of this split between
Man versus nature
These hypnotized masses
Failing to look deeper

Conspiracies do happen
Every single day
All you have to do
Is look at the FDA

Chemicals in the food
“Generally regarded as safe”
No link with disease?
Now give me a break

Buy the Science if they have to
Protect the bottom line
But the truth will be known
It’s evident with time

The EPA fights to keep
Toxins in our water
Who will get it out when
Federal Courts won’t even bother

Our government’s the biggest
Terrorist organization
Dropping bomb after bomb
On civilian populations

Drug makers aren’t liable
They’re protected in the courts
Doesn’t matter how many
Or how extremely they are hurt

Whistle blowers dying
In such mysterious ways
Barely gets reported in the
Media these days

Censorship is real
And that’s not misinformation
Control is that much easier
With a dumbed down population

But what do we care
For these atrocities
So long as there is Facebook
And I look good publicly

Someone get my phone
Or some legal form of soma
I don’t want to hear it
Let me go back to my coma
May be an image of text that says 'into C 2 NO decay. NOUN'