Sometimes I ask Spirit for Help in Writing Birthday Cards, Condolences and Text Messages

writing card blogI don’t often post a “Happy Birthday” on social media to those I am close with. Instead I will send a card (I know, I’m old fashioned), give a phone call, send an email, or a text. And better yet, I refuse to post an “I’m sorry for your loss” on social media to people that I am close to when somebody passes away. (I am at the age when many of my friends and contacts parents are passing away.) I know that technology is changing our world but to me, social media seems too impersonal. (Some days I want to swear off social media all together, but then I stop to think, how would I find out about child births, engagements and funerals otherwise?) When loss happens to somebody I know well, or somebody I have a history with, I will send a card or a text to the person who is grieving. Many times in the card, I find that I will write a lengthy message that I know that I didn’t solely write myself.

I usually have to quiet my mind and get in a quiet space. At times when I first start thinking about what to write, I feel a bit blocked, but once I get going the words just flow out of me. Sometimes when I feel blocked, I will “ask for help” sometimes from my helpers (Guides) and sometimes in the case of death, I will ask the deceased if they can help with the message that I am to write.  Once I finish a card, (or sometimes a text if I think that will be better received), and send it on its way, I nearly forget what the message is or was (sort of like after doing a reading). It is like the message falls right out of my brain. No joke. Sort of like it never happened.

I never thought much of the messages that I write until I started to get validation about the information that I was writing. Sometimes someone would simply say something like, “Wow! I really needed to hear that at the time I read your message.” And other times, the validation goes much deeper. Like the time I sent a condolence card to a grade-school friend of mine whose husband had passed.  The passing was a delicate situation so I wanted to make sure that I choose my words carefully. I finally got the information to flow (no need to know the details) and wrote it down in a card and sent it on its way. A few months had past and I had run into a close friend of my grade-school friend in a parking lot at a store. We chit-chatted for a moment and then all of the sudden she stopped and said, “You know what? That card that you gave [my friend], she showed it to me and it was so sweet. What you wrote she needed to hear and it really helped her.” As she started to tell me this, I felt chills go down my body and the tears started to roll down my face. (Both chills and tears, though they don’t always happen together, are validation for me from Spirit.) Better yet, as I am typing this, I feel the tears welling up. 😉

For like two days after this conversation in the parking lot, I kept thinking “Wow!!” And how in “Awe” I was by the conversation… the chills…the tears… the whole thing!

On the flip side of this, I have had times when I go to write a message, or think that I should be writing a message, and I find that I don’t have anything to say. I literally don’t have words. I find that I’ll purchase a card and let it sit on my desk for a few days, which turns in to a few weeks, which sometimes turns into – it never gets sent. I used to (and sometimes) still feel guilty about this, but recently I have come to understand that perhaps I am not to me the messenger in certain situations. Perhaps the person on the other end isn’t open to receive the message that I may have, or better yet, it isn’t the right time for them to hear anything. Everyone grieves in different ways and is open and receptive to different things. I’ve tried to let go of the guilt and pressure that I feel in these situations. Either way, I am thankful and honored to be able to deliver messages to people who need them.

XOXO

– Maura

 

When Dream Messages and Situations Come Full Circle

dreamThe other day I got confirmation from a dream that I had awhile back. I have always dreamt but never really noticed before when a “dream came true” in a sense. I don’t necessarily mean a “wish upon a star” kind of dream, but more so when something is shown to you, from your Guides, for example and then it is validated later.

I got my validation, Christmas Day 2015, in fact, from another relative regarding the dream that I had. The date of my dream, I really didn’t take too much note of, but it had to have taken place in October some time.

The dream I had was about a distant cousin of mine. She has a child and though her and her husband looked happy in the early years of their marriage, through the years, it was easy to see that she and her husband were together for the sake of the child and it was just a matter of time, maybe when their child was off to college or out of the house, that the marriage would dissolve.

In the dream that I had, my “cousin” and I were sitting at my (now deceased) Grandmother’s kitchen table. The dream started out sort of like we were in the kitchen, but then the background faded away, sort of like when you are watching a play, and actors are on stage and the spotlight is focused on the people or persons doing the acting and the rest of the stage and audience is black or in the shadows. As the dream unfolded, it was she and I at this table with darkness all around us. The room almost started to spin around us, but I felt like we were in the eye of the storm, sitting still at this table.

During our conversation, she was telling me about the demise of the marriage. She was upset and crying and I recall her saying that she felt like “The rug was pulled out from underneath her” with the end of her marriage. I remember in my dream, being somewhat surprised that she was sharing this information with me as she and I are not close. Once I woke up, I remember feeling awkward, as if I knew something that I wasn’t supposed to. The dream sat with me for a few days for whatever reason, but eventually I got wrapped up with the hustle and bustle of holiday prep.

Fast forward to Christmas day. While sitting around and chatting after dinner, my distant cousin came up in conversation. A relative of mine, (who is closer to her than I am and more in the know with “family gossip”) shared that this particular cousin, who was not happy in her marriage was getting a divorce, however she felt like “the rug was ripped from under her” as her husband was the one who took the first step in dissolving the marriage. (She had always thought that she’d be driving the bus in this event when she decided that the time was right.) The idea that she wasn’t in control of the situation rocked her according to my in-the-know-relative continued to discuss with us.

To hear those words…

“The rug ripped out from under her….”

I froze in my seat, and I am sure that my eyes were wide as saucers. My mind went right back to that dream! Holy sh*t! I saw this happening or knew it happened somehow before I knew it had happened!

Taking out the elements of someone’s pain and another person’s gossip out of this story, this is one of the first messages or situations that I remember coming through in a dream that was later confirmed. I’m sure that this has probably happened to me before, however if it did, I never really noticed until now. You bet that I’ll be paying closer attention from now on!

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Update January 16, 2018: This dream still sticks with me. I still remember most of the details about the dream. Some people say that they remember certain dreams forever. I think that I am to remember this dream because it was a benchmark in my Awakening process, pretty much at a time when I didn’t even realize what the word “awakening” even meant.