Transfiguration

I knew Kathie was in a coma. Yet, I also felt compelled to go and be with her. There were many obstacles on the path that delayed my arrival at her hospital room. By the time I reached her bedside, she was clinically ‘dead.’ I entered the darkened room and sat quietly beside her. Going on trust alone, I rested my left hand on her shoulder.

Within moments, I felt a vibration. As I stayed with the sensation, I felt a ‘shrugging,’ like when I struggle to pull a sweaty sports bra over my head. I have no sense of how long we remained like that, but when she felt settled, I knew it was time to go.

With intense focus, I made the hour-long drive home. Curled up on my bed, tears flowing, I remained, while Billy, my very sensitive cat, lay at my feet as a sentinel.

The following day, after a challenging ride with Luna, we returned to her shed row, and I sat down at the edge of the shed. As I contemplated the events of the day before, Luna moved up beside me. Within moments, she shoved my left shoulder, the arm with which I had connected with Kathie. The shove felt harsh. She did it three more times before I said “Whaaaat?”

After one more big shove, I heard her say, “Let it go. You are not special. We live in this energy. Do not make a big deal of it.” (Yes, of course, she speaks in my vernacular!)

I laughed with relief. Yet, this contact with me was different from any other time

She’s normally very gentle with that big nose of hers.

There may have been more she was expressing, and I wasn’t ‘getting it’. Perhaps, I was still holding part of Kathie’s painful physical energy and Luna was trying to relieve me of it.

I really don’t know; it is all in the realm of mystery.

I have since learned that indigenous cultures and within some belief systems, loved ones remain with the body of the person to help them move through the veil, to shed their body and transition into the next phase of the life/death cycle. And, based on their physical circumstances at the time of death, whether in shock or pain, it is difficult to shrug off the body. Those attending offer help in service of this transformation.

This is all anecdotal evidence. Believe what you will. I’m simply telling the story as I lived it.

Blessings upon all of us.