Merry Christmas everyone!! I flew into the UK last night. I was supposed to be on a 10 day Vipassana retreat, sitting in silence to feel and release what happened last year when Laura was admitted to hospital on Xmas Eve. On Christmas day 2013, the doctors told us she might only have a couple of days to live. Miraculously she lived another 3 and a half weeks.
Why the sudden change of plans? Everything shifted when I did the life between lives regression. Afterwards I floated out of my therapist Sophia’s house as if I was a helium balloon. I was the embodiment of pure joy. The simplest Xmas decorations were enchanting. I passed a skating rink and stood in awe at the beautiful expanse of white ice. I was like a little kid. The minute I stepped outside onto the street, I knew I would come home for Xmas. ‘Only connect’ I heard in my head (the words of EM Forster). On the subway, I wanted to hug and kiss everyone, even the scary-looking guy with a black beanie hat pulled over his eyes and a black scarf around his mouth. I could feel his pain so clearly. Back home I tickled the doorman, played with the vapor stream from the humidifier in my apartment and called friends and just laughed and laughed. I felt divine. I hoped it would last forever but I slowly deflated back to normal over the next two days. No matter, that glimpse of pure love and joy will always remain.