There Is Beauty In The Dying Process

December 27, 2021 Another twist in life has arisen yesterday, for which I am grateful to have been open to the many beautiful lessons I had the opportunity to receive in my heart, in my spirituality and learning process. This book called life is so fascinating, all of the different colors and textures it contains. Each shade of pink slightly different than the last, slightly more clear, more understood. My best friend passed away yesterday. My dearest Grandma has transitioned to her next life and we are now able to continue our love, learning how to connect in this new form. The last few visits I shared with her were absolutely beautiful. There was so much love that filled both of our entire be-ings that there was no time for sadness or fear, simply love and light - and peace. Prior to the third last visit with Grandma, I had set the intention that I would receive the message to bring my guitar next time I saw her to play the song I wrote to strengthen the connection between her heart and soul, for a purely loving transition. During this visit, she randomly asked me "Am I wearing any shoes right now?" All I could feel was astonished, and I responded with a loving "No, Grandma you're not." After responding I felt a heaviness in my heart that quickly shifted to gratitude, because that was my message I was waiting for. "Forget about the shoes in the closet" Is the song lyric that is in my song for Grandma. On the second last visit I brought my guitar and played/sung a couple of songs for Grandma. I started off with "Letter To Me" since I know that has a resonance that brings you more back to the present moment. It wasn't until after I played it that she was fully aware of her surroundings again. After "Letter To Me" I asked Grandma if she wanted to hear the song that I wrote for her. In meditation that morning, I asked her soul that Grandma would receive the amount of healing she needed for her highest and greatest good when I played it for her. So in person she gave me permission and I sang to her. This song is all about the conscious understanding that love transcends all form, that there is no such thing as coming or going, love just IS. I made it more specific to the heart-soul connection that Grandma and I share, though for her understanding. Through writing this song and then sharing it with her, I recognized how I have begun to learn one of the most important lessons this life has to offer. While singing to Grandma, I saw her energy shifting, her heart energy started RADIATING and her entire energy field started purging tons of blockages and attachments to the physical world. While I sang to Grandma I noticed that we were ascending through levels of understanding in a space that was filled with so much love there was no room for grief. At this exact moment is when I came to a deeper understanding of what it truly means to be Source noticing itself, noticing itself, noticing itself. That triangle of consciousness. My last visit with Grandma was so magical. Two days ago she and I managed to have an hour of time alone, just the two of us. At this point in her journey onward, she was physically non-responsive besides moving her eyebrows and a couple of sounds from her mouth here and there. I spoke softly in Grandma's ear as I held her arm and shoulder, connecting her heart energies and balancing her for more comfort. I heard Grandma responding to me from her heart, she was so loud yet her human mouth remained closed. When she spoke to me I responded out loud in her ear. She asked how I could hear her, I told her "It's because I am listening with my heart." The conversation I will keep to myself, but at the end of the conversation I "walked with her up the ten stairs" and showed her the light. I turned around at the ninth and came back down, mentioning that I don't take the tenth step since I have work on earth to do yet. Once I came aware of the hospice room again, I observed grandma's energy field and physical body. WOW. Her heart energy had shifted up into her pineal crystal and it was GLOWING so beautifully. There was an infinite amount of love that was pouring through both of us at this time. THIS is where I recognized that there truly is no separation. Death is the largest lie that could possibly have been created. There is no such thing as death. Only rebirth - love continues on. We are none other than Source Noticing Itself, noticing Itself, noticing Itself - the perfect trinity. There is nowhere someone who passes away can go unless you're looking at it from the point of view of two. Their love will always be within us and around us since their love is the same love that runs through our hearts, that runs through Source/Creator/God etc., that runs through all our relations. Grandma waited on the 9th step until yesterday morning. And when I received the call, I truly felt so much peace because I could feel her love just as strongly as I could when we would play scrabble. It has only taken a new form. Source noticing Itself, noticing Itself, noticing Itself. Not that it has made grief non-existent. But the awareness of HOW I'm grieving has shifted through perception. Love transcends all form.