As Laura lies gently breathing, I see occasional sparks of light like fireflies glowing around her head. Earlier this evening I saw an intense green white aura surrounding her face. It could be sitting too long in the semi-darkness with all the strange electrical paraphernalia of the hospital. But the night before we came to Memorial Sloan Kettering I had another odd sensation of light around Laura.
We were told to come to the hospital on Monday 23rd December, but we decided to delay a day so that we could have one last night together at home. We had a little bottle of water from Lourdes that a friend had given Laura and that she wanted me to put on her tumors. So I lit candles, played Samuel Barber’s Agnus Dei (which she adores) and gently dabbed her wounded body. She said it felt soothing and we both sent up a little prayer. I asked for a miracle or if that wasn’t to be, for Laura not to suffer and to go quickly and peacefully. Into my head came a vision of a figure fully illuminated from head to toe, lying on a bed surrounded by dark figures standing vigil. Then the body floated gently up and the figure hung in the air above and looked back down and smiled. I felt in that moment I saw the divine spirit in Laura, what would be and not to be afraid.