I had an interesting and somewhat jolting experience yesterday that I want to share with you all. I have spoken with you on here before about taking a moment to tell a loved one how you feel, for once they are gone – it can be a long time getting re-united, if you know what I mean.
Well, it is important to take time for others and to show them that you care – but what about doing the same for yourself? When I was in my 30’s I had a small hobby farm that was in a rural area. Most of the people living in the area were farmers of some sort. I got to know one older man, and we became friends. He had a tough go over the years. He and his wife had 2 children, a boy and a girl. His son was killed working on a tug boat back in 1963, which caused my friend a lot of sadness. My friend’s wife passed away in 1993 and then his twin brother in 2003. My friend and I would visit often and he’d share stories over coffee. I loved those times with him, he was a kind and caring person who loved a good laugh. I also learned so much about how to do many things on the farm through his mentoring. He was not big in stature, but he was a giant in heart and Spirit! I can remember visiting him in his small farm house that he built himself 50 years earlier. One time he took me on a tour of the basement and it looked like a time capsule to me. It had an older style entertainment room with a small bar and stereo. I could tell that he had not used it much, if at all since the passing of his wife. It felt energetically as if he preserved the memories of his family and friends having fun down there. I had not really started to “use” my abilities on a regular basis back in the 90’s, but I could still sense a lot of things. I felt sentimental energy down in that room and a lot of echos of fun times over the years amongst some of the tragedies.
The reason I am mentioning all of this has to do with how a couple of days ago I felt his energy draw near, as if saying hello to me and I then felt compelled to pay respect at his grave. I have not been there for a few years but he has always been in my mind and heart. Anyhow, I decided to visit his grave and had a hard time locating it but I did find his wife’s and son’s plots. I went onto my phone and checked to see if I could get details of the location of his plot and came across his obituary. December 04, 2005…my dear friend had been gone for 10 years and it only seemed like 5 years. It hit me like a brick! As I sat in my car, tears came to my eyes along with the realization of how much time had slipped through my fingers without even realizing it. My friend had passed away and the world kept turning, the sun would rise and set each day. Nothing of major significance had happened due to his passing – life continued. Only, it continued at it’s normal pace without me noticing it. We get so caught up in our daily routines and life’s demands that we fail to recognize that we are all one day closer to our own demise. It took the passing of my friend 10 years earlier and his giving me a gentle nudge by saying hello to slap me out of my fog. What have I accomplished in those 10 years? What mark have I left on this world that will last when I die? It was a very intense, emotional reality check in that moment. As I am writing this, I am listening to one of my favorite bands (Pink Floyd) and their song “Wish You Were Here”. I want to share the lyrics with you, they are very poignant:
“Wish You Were Here”
“So, so you think you can tell Heaven from Hell, blue skies from pain.
Can you tell a green field from a cold steel rail?
A smile from a veil?
Do you think you can tell?
Did they get you to trade your heroes for ghosts?
Hot ashes for trees?
Hot air for a cool breeze?
Cold comfort for change?
Did you exchange a walk on part in the war for a lead role in a cage?
How I wish, how I wish you were here.
We’re just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl, year after year,
Running over the same old ground.
What have we found?
The same old fears.
Wish you were here.”
What have you done to leave your mark? Have you lived a truly fulfilling life? Does your idea of fulfilling entail having all the trappings of life (money, big/fancy home, cars, toys, etc.)? Those who know me would say that was me up until 2015. I was materialistic and never thought much of it. I was programmed by society about wearing a certain brand of clothing or driving a certain brand of car. I had many “toys” and things I collected. However, NONE of it truly made me happy. It was a distraction from what I really needed to work on in my life, both personally and professionally. I’m a guitar player and love my gear but was addicted to buying/acquiring more and more. Why? How many guitars can I play at once? Sure, they all look different and sound different but if I had to downsize I could easily get by with 2 – in reality, I could with 1. It comes down to priorities and whether we choose to grow Spiritually or stay stuck in the quagmire of the physical “material” world. I have grown disinterested in most possessions these days and for good reason – they are anchors that prevent us from truly being light and free. My journey with Spirit has been both amazing & exhausting. I have grown so much over this past year but it comes at a price. One cannot be both on the ground and in the air, choices must be made…priorities determined. Possessions and chattel are physical and cannot go with you into the next phase of life (death/afterlife). Why allow them to be something that prevents you from feeling light? Realizing that we can be successful and have a comfortable life, while being in harmony with our Higher Self is the ultimate bliss!
Time is the ultimate ruler for us in the physical realm and we must remember not to waste it…once a moment is spent, it cannot be retrieved. I have discussed many times with my Clients the concept of the passing of time. We often use the visual of an hour glass to represent the passage of time. During a meditation, my Guide once told me that this is an incorrect perception. We do not know how much time each of us has left in our life and therefore, seeing the remaining sand in the top part of the hour glass gives us a false sense of security – we must make the top part opaque to be accurate. Is there 500,000 grains of sand remaining in the top part of the hour glass, or 50 grains? Nobody knows for certain, which makes it all the more important we make each moment count! Every grain that passes through to the bottom of the hour glass should land with a thunderous clap, demonstrating the significance of that moment having passed and being unable to be lived again.
Don’t let time pass you by…it will happen faster than you can believe and there is no catching up to it! I hope the lesson I learned helps you on your journey.
Dedicated to Mr. Peter Kasper 1921 – Dec. 4th, 2005, Rest in peace my friend.