One moment she was here. And gone the next. She had vanished into nothingness.
How did she leave? Where did she go?
The thought that she was lost to me forever was a punch in the gut–every single time I thought it.
Most of my grieving clients struggle with this aspect too.
When grief is intense, it’s hard to shift to a thought that empowers. But it’s not impossible. We get there, each of us in our own time.
At the time of my mother’s passing, I knew next to nothing about the soul.
My journey into the realms of the soul ushered in my peace. It connected me to what I instinctively knew to be true.
Recently, I listened to Linda Backman being interviewed. Linda is a Past Life Regressionist, author, and co-founder of The Ravenheart Center. She was trained by Michael Newton, founder of the Newton Institute for Life Between Lives Hypnotherapy.
“What happens when we die?” The interviewer asked Linda. It’s a question almost all of us ask.
I loved Linda’s answer because it landed so gently in my heart. It confirmed my truth. And the analogy she used was perfect.
Imagine you’re in the Midwest in the middle of January. You’re layered in a heavy fur-lined coat, fleece inners, thick socks, gloves, hat–the works. You get on a plane and a moment later you’re walking into the balmy sunshine of Hawaii. You peel off those heavy layers. You shed them. You have no need for them. You feel light, free and weightless.
That is how the soul feels when it sheds the body. The body is dense, slow, heavy to carry around. The soul is like a feather but expansive and limitless.
It gave me so much comfort to know that my mother’s soul had finally shed her cancer-ravaged body. She was free to float, to expand, to be.
It is my intention that your burdened heart will feel a sense of lightness too–as you read these words and ponder their truth.