Six years ago today was one of the most precious days of my life. The next morning, after our wedding, Laura rolled over in bed and grabbed me; ‘Now you are mine!’ she grinned. She was so covered in tumors, every movement was hard, so it felt like a small miracle. Six years later she…
Tag: afterlife
Teleporting
Walking to the subway in a fug of thought – planning three steps ahead, I realised I was oblivious to my surrounds and could have been anywhere. I wondered what I would notice if these were my last moments and pop! the street came alive. I noticed the patter of rain drops on my face and I…
Soul Whispers
‘Our eternal identity never leaves us alone in the bodies we choose…In reflection, meditation, or prayer, the memories of who we really are do filter down to us in selective thought each day. In small, intuitive ways – through the cloud of amnesia – we are given clues for the justification of our being.’ –…
Touching Joy
What if the highest form of communication isn’t words, but touch? No, silly. Not that, or rather, not JUST that kind of touch. I’ve often said to people I love – ‘I read you through your skin’. Because I feel a deep non verbal connection just by holding hands or snuggling. Laura spoke wordlessly to…
Laura’s Gift
My dear heart, Laura, was born 62 years ago today. She has been ‘gone’ nearly 3 years, almost the same amount of time that we were together. And still I feel her presence so sweetly and vividly. I used to think that she was reaching out from ‘the other side’ (wherever that is), but now I…
Laura Calls Time
In England, one night, when I was talking to Laura, she said ‘It is time’. I thought at first she meant time for her to move on. I felt a twang of pain at the thought of her absence. But now I think she meant it was time for me to move on, to head…
Bon Voyage
Laura is even funnier now that she is a spirit. I asked her if she is coming to the UK with me tomorrow and she said ‘I’m packed’. I’m glad someone is, because I am not..
Spring into Being..
A little snow and the first sprinkle of Spring flowers this week in Central Park; hellebores, forsythia, magnolias, daffodils and a froth of apple blossom. I love the arrival of spring. I can usually tell when it is about to happen because one little tree on the Great Lawn in Central Park is always the…
Two Hearts Entwined
Sitting on my little mossy green meditation cushion giving thanks for all the blessings in my life, I’ve noticed recently the most beautiful things keep passing by my windows. I live on the 28th floor of an uptown Manhattan apartment building, so my normal neighbors up here are helicopters, blimps and the odd seagull surfing…
Yoga
Laura loves yoga. Or rather Laura loves coming to tickle me during yoga class. Yesterday I found myself giggling out loud after Laura wrapped herself around me as I was getting ready to do ‘boat pose’. It was a bit like that scene in the movie Ghost where Patrick Swayze’s ‘departed’ character comes up behind…
Getting Higher..
Sometimes writing down a painful emotion helps release it. After I posted ‘River of Tears’ on Monday, it was as if I had stuck a pin in a balloon or lanced a boil. The negativity and pain drained away. What I’ve also noticed is that once I start to kindle a little joy, it doesn’t…
Talking To Spirit
Today I heard Esther Hicks (or rather the spiritual entities that Esther channels) explaining how to talk to departed loved ones, and revel in their unconditional love. Esther lost her husband Jerry a few years ago. But he is still a very playful presence in her life. I was so delighted when I heard this…
Wedding Present
December 15th is my wedding anniversary. This weekend I was thinking about the strange beauty of that day, two years ago. And also – if I am honest – I’ve been missing the two little paper hearts that Laura and I exchanged instead of rings (they used to hang on a thread over the kitchen…
The Sweetest Gift
Quietly while you were asleep The moon and I were talking I asked that she’d always keep you protected She promised you her light That you so gracefully carry You bring your light and shine like morning And then the wind pulls the clouds across the moon Your light fills the darkest room And I…
Soul Love Forever 