There is no separation between what you call the physical world and the nonphysical world. Do you realize that? It only appears that way due to the way your bodily senses deceive you. Oh, yes. What you see around you is very real. But what you don’t see around you is equally real. Take away the body, and what remains? The world! You do not need “physical” senses to know this world. You are already in it. And what ties it all together is Awareness – the part that transcends and is witness to all ongoing experiences, whether you label them physical or nonphysical, dead and gone, or still right here.
You are so very loved.
How can we say that the loved one’s who have left us ? Are still with us here and now
This message is perfectly timed because my 4 year old son (who is also high-functioning Autistic) says he sees ‘floating balls of light’ in his room and he wants me to make them go away. I recorded our conversation just a few nights ago. He also says things like, “You can’t see them, but I can!” and “Dada, I can go in the store with you? I don’t want the ghost to take me to his ghost home.” He even had me cover him from head to toe with his lovies and I asked why and he said, “So the ghost can see me.” He unfortunately has anxiety due to whatever he is seeing so I prayed about our situation and received this message today and the one a few days ago about ‘New Sight’. Hopefully I can help guide him to not be afraid of his experiences. Thank you SO much, Suzanne and Angels/Guides. 💓✨
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I was aware of this yesterday – connected with everything. Yet I felt alone, and I thought: now isn’t _that_ a miracle!
It is in harmony with this reading my sister shared with me today. We lost our mother a few months ago.“The day my mother died I wrote in my journal, “A serious misfortune of my life has arrived.” I suffered for more than one year after the passing away of my mother. But one night, in the highlands of Vietnam, I was sleeping in the hut in my hermitage. I dreamed of my mother. I saw myself sitting with her, and we were having a wonderful talk. She looked young and beautiful, her hair flowing down. It was so pleasant to sit there and talk to her as if she had never died. When I woke up it was about two in the morning, and I felt very strongly that I had never lost my mother. The impression that my mother was still with me was very clear. I understood then that the idea of having lost my mother was just an idea. It was obvious in that moment that my mother is always alive in me.I opened the door and went outside. The entire hillside was bathed in moonlight. It was a hill covered with tea plants, and my hut was set behind the temple halfway up. Walking slowly in the moonlight through the rows of tea plants, I noticed my mother was still with me. She was the moonlight caressing me as she had done so often, very tender, very sweet… wonderful! Each time my feet touched the earth I knew my mother was there with me. I knew this body was not mine but a living continuation of my mother and my father and my grandparents and great-grandparents. Of all my ancestors. Those feet that I saw as “my” feet were actually “our” feet. Together my mother and I were leaving footprints in the damp soil.From that moment on, the idea that I had lost my mother no longer existed. All I had to do was look at the palm of my hand, feel the breeze on my face or the earth under my feet to remember that my mother is always with me, available at any time.” – Thich Nhat Hanh.
Beautiful…
Thank you for sharing your truth. It really touched me and showed me that I’ve been so afraid of ‘losing’ my Mom. But how can I lose someone who’s such a deep part of me. I’m so grateful for your story.
Body rises, body falls…….only spirit goes on! Body cannot exist without spirit but spirit doesn’t need the body. yet we always comeback looking to make that connection with what we are always looking for….I hope it is love.