This is a bittersweet holiday for my family and I being this is the first one minus my Dad. The man who always carved the giant turkey and presided over the time we committed to enjoying it because it couldn’t coincide with the big football games that are being played today.
Despite the fact that my siblings and I aren’t together, I know our entire country is having a very different experience in celebrating Thanksgiving this year due to the pandemic of COVID-19 that our world is living through. I’m writing this to remind ALL of us that it’s what’s in our hearts, our grateful and loving hearts that we celebrate and say thanks to God for our many blessings. I’m an extremely blessed woman to know the unconditional guidance, protection and love that is available to us all through God’s grace. This is what I get down on my knees for today and say, “Thank you” for.
The outpouring of love I have received from family and friends over the passing of my Dad keeps the smile on my face and warms my heart. This year, 2020 has been my most transformative yet and I’m blessed that my Dad got to see me blossom and bloom this year. A close girlfriend of mine reminded me of that and it really changed my thinking on the day he passed over. I want to share this experience I had with you all just yesterday while I sat in meditation….
My Dad’s spirit came to me and he said, “hey Mare (my Dad’s nickname for me) I’m so sorry dolly that I didn’t understand you more while I was alive. I get it, I get you now that I’ve died sweetheart and we are closer now”. He is already my top advisor, teacher and guide as I dance the sacred waltz with Spirit as a shamanic healer. It’s the most beautiful gift I could ever imagine to receive. All I could say, while the tears flowed were “Thanks Dad, I love you”.
I wrote this first poem, “Daddy” just hours before he passed over. I read it to my mother when she woke up Tuesday the 24th of November 2020 and when I got to the last line, she hugged me tighter and we looked in each other’s eyes. My spirit guides later told me that we ushered him over at that exact moment because when the nurse called to tell us that he was no longer with us and the time, we both instantly knew. We laughed and cried and I could hear my Dad say, “Thank you Maria, I’m free” while the Frank Sinatra song, “Born Free” played loudly in my head. My Mom and I were both outside on the lake and saw his spirit appear in a hawk that was flying overhead. This is the picture on YouTube for that song! Talk about synchronicity my dears.
This is a poem I wrote for his birthday last year September 1st, 2019. My Dad was always such a strong, proud and dignified man. He had a gentle manner and a heart of pure gold, my hero.
Life is so precious and short my dears. Tell the ones that you love you love them. We must all today celebrate each other, the abundance of God’s blessings upon all of creation, look around at this beautiful world he gave us and say “Thank you”.
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