Message Me
I always try to keep my ears and eyes open for messages. In the last three days I have seen or heard several things that I have interpreted as messages meant for me. A wise sage once told me that if seems like a message, it is a message and I have subscribed to that belief ever since.
I found this on facebook two days ago. It is the quote from Glinda, the good witch, to Dorothy about her red slippers. Glinda said, “You’ve always had the power, my dear. You just had to learn it for yourself.” Is that right? Do we all possess the power lying dormant somewhere inside us? Are we all learning the lessons necessary to unleash it and let good come from it? Do we know when we have the knowledge or is it just automatically released when the time is right? I believe all those questions apply to me and my answers are yes to all of them except the last one. That answer is we don’t get to decide when we have learned enough to recognize our power. It decides for us.
At my reiki therapy and consultation three days ago, Rebecca and I spent considerable time discussing some of my discoveries and where they might be leading me. We are both excited about my future in writing, speaking and communicating my message to those who have also suffered loss. Rebecca is very encouraging and supportive and keeps telling me that I have something special happening. Just as we were sitting down for our post-reiki debriefing, she held out a small box of cards and told me to select one. I took one from the middle of the box and she opened it to find a quote from Walt Disney, “If you can dream it, you can do it.” Disney took a lot of criticism for his dreams but he stayed true to himself and accomplished much more than anyone thought he would. I’ll never approach Walt Disney’s accomplishments, but a dream is a dream.
An article I read recently listed several ways that the spirit of a departed loved one communicates to those of us left behind. According to the article, one of the most common methods is through song and music. II now that my daughter Lindsay feels that her mom talk to her through the car radio,sending her sial songs at species times. I recall one incident after Coleen’s funeral brunch. We had all gathered at Lindsay’s house and I was tired and emotionally drained and took a few minutes to lie down on her living room couch. She had her television tuned to a music channel and as I was face up on her couch, the bright sun flickered through the leaves on a tree in her front yard. The sunlight was playing peek-a-boo through the leaves, alternately shining brightly in my eyes then hiding behind a leaf. A new song came on the television called “Blinded by the Light.”
Today I was driving to church with a Pandora music channel playing in my car. The second or third song that came on was “This Must Be Love,” by Ricki Lee Jones. It is a fairly obscure song and there is nothing profound about the lyrics. But Coleen and I always played a lot of Ricki Lee Jones music and this song was especially meaningful to us. It was part of the soundtrack of our life together. When it first came on today, I reached for the button that would skip the current song and play the next one. I loved the song but didn’t think I was ready to hear it yet. Then I stopped myself and let the song play and let myself melt into the memory of it. I laughed into the subtle tears that leaked from my eyes as I remembered the times that song played in our house.
As if that wasn’t enough, the next song to play was. Coleen wasn’t as much of a Fleetwood Mac fan as I am but she liked much of their music. One of my favorite songs is called “Gypsy” and it’s one of those Stevie Nicks classics that kind of keeps moving along and has abstract, mystical lyrics. I have heard “Gypsy” hundreds of times but for some reason, it sounded a little different when it came on today. Maybe it was my state of mind from the song before or maybe it was me remembering the times that Coleen dressed as a gypsy for Halloween parties. Or maybe it was the new message I was hearing. The song lyrics as a whole make little sense to me but there are several lines of lyrics that are very much on point and seem to have new expression for me today:
She is dancing away from you now
She was just a wish
And her memory is all that is left for you now
Lightning strikes
Maybe once maybe twice
And it all comes down to you
I still see your bright eyes bright eyes
And I’ve always loved you
And it all comes down to you
It all comes down to you
Directions, instructions, advice, guidance? Messages in music? From facebook and tear-open thought-provoking cards? In the moon and in my dreams? The messages are everywhere. All I have to do is pay attention and let my awareness work.
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