Connection in the hereafter
The passing of someone dear tends to leave people in contemplation. After the initial shock, denial and torment, and the duration of this depends on each individual, an acceptance starts taking place. With each day, the reality starts to get clearer, and not so shrouded.
I was on a grief forum, and reading those posts made me realize how lucky I am. There were widowers whose lives with their deceased partner was such a rollercoaster. Infidelity, lies and betrayals among the good times. They still love their partners, but have to come to terms also with the troubles they had. Some of these troubles I have no idea how I would have come out from. I feel so much for them. My heart would blow up into a million pieces, with no way of putting it back together.
My late husband and I had a wonderful marriage. We were comfortable and happy, easily content with what we have and each other. We had no skeletons in the cupboards, just a lot of love in our hearts and on our sleeves. I could’ve been a better person, but I guess its normal to feel that way. Separation is a good way for us to reflect back on our lives together. In return, we become a new person, a better one, because now we understand the lessons.
Yesterday I went to our creek spot and sat there, talking to him at sunset. I felt comforted by the wind, and I will always recognise this wind..It was the same wind that enveloped us on the last day we sat there together just being in silence and peace.
I believe how we feel is an extension of the other side and vice versa. When in the beginning I was sad and confused, fearful and insecure, angry and disappointed, I couldn’t connect with him. I felt like I lost him forever. Poof, he was gone.
I know now that I couldn’t connect because his soul is vibrating at a different frequency. He has always been content and happy, full of trust and love for nature and others. When my own vibration rose yesterday, it was then that I could perceive him. I felt him. I could hear what he would answer back in his own voice. This is because of our deep bond with each other. The bond that was created even before we met. We already knew each other before we met. That’s how we recognized each other. Actually, He knew me and found me. I took a while to come to the same conclusion. Well, that’s another story. Its not a reincarnation story, its more than that.
Maybe its my imagination, but even if it was, imagination is a creation. Imagination is the seat of all possible things. Idk how it all works, this is just how I have processed it.
I’m glad for him, that his soul is just the same as it was before. We truly only carry with us over to the other side the non-tangible. If our souls are in dis-ease in any way at death, this is what we carry over. But if we are content, then we carry contentment.
May our Creator continue to guide us on the self-correcting path. What an amazing creation this is.
I wish for all of us to find contentment and peace. Don’t make things complicated. We as human beings don’t really need much to have contentment, when we really think about it.
Peace.