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His Reminder
While at work today something really touching happened to me.
I was going about my day when a very strong feeling of missing my father overwhelmed me. I felt the sharp pain of having lost him and was stunned to realize that him not being with us in the physical world is real – very, very real. I though of the funeral and of the hundreds of people who shared with me how much they loved dad, the ways in which he helped each and every one of them with anything he could, and how much he meant to them. I though of mom and how lonely she must be. I felt like I was crumbling inside, however, the urgency of things I needs to focus on snapped me out of my thoughts.
One of the items on my list was to make a phone call and resolve an issue. After I hung up, I remembered that there was something else we need to discuss with the person so I pressed the “Redial” button on my phone. On the other end of the line a male voice said, “Please hold.” I was on hold for a few minutes when the man returned on the line and said, “Symphony Space Theater. How may I help you?”
“Symphony Space Theater!?” I though to myself. That was not who I was trying to reach. The last time I visited that theater was two years ago and I certainly did not dial their number for my previous call, yesterday or any time recently. I thought to myself that this was really strange, yet, I felt that there was something for me to discover. As soon as I hung up the phone I googled “Symphony Space Theater” to make sure I find the right establishment.
The theater page came up and it was indeed the place which I visited two years ago to see a show that was highly recommended to me by my father. I was intrigued. I went to the calendar of events and was stunned to discover that this weekend one of my dad’s favorite performers was playing there.
In my heart I knew that dad had found a way to reach me and soothe me. Through this sequence of unexplainable events he was telling me that he is with me and that he has never really left.
Thank you, dad. I love you.
This material is protected by Copyright Law. We are freely sharing it with you with the hope of inspiring you and bringing light to your life.
© Copyright 2009, Rethnea. All rights reserved.
Into the Light
It was a Thursday, a week before Thanksgiving. It was getting dark outside. I received a call from mom that dad’s condition was critical.
I immediately began getting ready to leave – I wanted to be with dad. I wanted to give him strength, encourage him and support him with my love.
When mom called I was at work. As soon as we hung up I began looking for the next available flight. No airline would sell me a ticket so close to the time of the flight because of TSA rules, but I had to find an airline to take me to my destination. To my dismay there was only one flight I could take. It was leaving in less than an hour from JFK. All other flights had layovers and continued with the second leg of the trip on the next day. I had to be on that flight. There is always very heavy traffic and hardly any chance of ever catching a cab at that time of day in New York City. Yet right in front of my building parked - almost as if waiting for me - was a cab. The driver must have telepathically picked up my troubles because he was swerving through traffic, taking alternate routes and genuinely making an effort to deliver me to the airport in a record time.
When I arrived at the JetBlue terminal I was met by a sea of people. For a moment I panicked. I though to myself, “How do I buy a ticket and go through security in the 15 minutes I have before this flight leaves when there are so many people in every line?”
I stopped, took a breath and looked around. I was waiting for guidance. Then in the crowd I saw the airline person who made everything possible for me.
Within a few moments, I was sitting at the gate, praying and thanking God. I felt as if the entire Universe was cooperating with me, as if someone had already made all arrangements for me. This feeling of being taken care of would stay with me and nurture me in the days and weeks that followed.
We boarded the plane. As the noise of people putting their luggage away and preparing for departure began to subside I looked out the window and stared into the darkness.
Just like that, without any warning, a profound vision came to me.
In a split second the reality of what was in front of my physical eyes disappeared.
I saw the hospital in which dad was as part of the cityscape viewed from above. It was dark. Right above the hospital there was a large, very large column of white light. In a circle around it there were beings of light – angels, guides, masters. One of the beings had light that was larger and brighter than the rest of them. I just knew that that was the soul of Jesus Christ.
From the point where the column of light met the hospital emerged my father’s spirit. It too was composed of white light. It began lifting up higher and higher. The other spirits who were standing around the column of light were there to greet him. His spirit reached the level at which they were standing and disappeared within the light.
While seeing this I was engulfed in a feeling of peace, tranquility and eternal, unconditional love.
And then my vision was over.
I smiled gently to myself and thought that this would be a good way to think of how dad’s spirit may return to Source someday.
When I arrived at the hospital room, my mom turned to me with tears in her eyes, held me and barely whispered “Dad is no longer with us.”
Later I learned that dad passed away in the very moment of time when I had the vision of his spirit rising and continuing into the light.
I regret that I was not physically present, standing next to him and holding his hand when he crossed over but in reality I was more present than I could have ever been. I am so grateful that dad allowed me to be there with him and to witness him continuing on his soul path.
It has been a real blessing to have you in my life, dad. Thank you for the countless wonderful moments we had and for overcoming obstacles together in an effort to return to love. Thank you for helping shape my life and for always believing in me, being proud of me and encouraging me to be the person that I am today.
I miss you so much - and yet in a way I feel that you are closer to me than ever before.
I love you, dad.
I always will.
This material is protected by Copyright Law. We are freely sharing it with you with the hope of inspiring you and bringing light to your life.
© Copyright 2009, Rethnea. All rights reserved.
Dear friends,
It is hard to believe that it has already been three weeks since I requested that you send us your prayers.
My father had a stroke and experienced a number of complications. Every moment of every day has been very trying for us. That is why I want to express how much your emails, calls and visits, which have been full of love and support meant and continue to mean to me.
Thank you for having encouraged me to have faith. Thank you for emailing your friends and asking them to pray and contribute their energy and thoughts of healing. Thank you for sharing your gifts and having performed intuitive healing and reiki on dad. Thank you for having read sacred prayers and passages from the Bible and the Koran for dad. Thank you for having prayed and continue to pray for him in your hearts and with your soul brothers and sisters in your churches.
To each and every one of you I say, “Thank you!” My gratitude is eternal.
Dad’s condition was very critical until yesterday when our prayers that his high temperature goes away were answered. It was this turn of events that reminded me how people say that there are no small miracles. It is so true. A drop of a few degrees may seem like an insignificant fact but for us this was a real miracle! It gave us a much-needed breath of relief and infused us with new strength and faith that dad will recover completely. But most importantly it gave dad the opportunity to begin to improve.
In my heart I hope, pray and believe that God will perform a miracle through dad and that he will recover fully.
Please, friends, continue to support with your prayers and thoughts dad’s complete recovery!
All my love,
Rethnea
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