The Hard Goodbye

There is so much more to life than what we see. Even when it appears we are making a hard goodbye–nothing is really happening.

As a mystic, I walk between the nonphysical and physical worlds–constantly receiving information from both even though I don’t always understand what it may mean. So it was with the passing of my mother. One night, in a meditative state, I found myself sitting around a mountain campfire with many of my deceased family members. I noticed that my mother was sitting there as well. She told me that she had been coming to these campfires for the past month and that it would not be long before she arrived for good. Since mom was 90, this did not surprise me even though her health was good.
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