Walking With Spirit
Each morning as I prepare for my day I immerse myself in nature with a walk. This is where I ground and clear myself. I give thanks and gratitude for all blessings that are in my life. I connect with the elementals and my main guide, daily receiving messages through nature.
These last few months have especially given me a supersonic jolt of spirit. I have been on a journey with my mother who was diagnosed with stage 4 cancer. After her emergency surgery, she was told that chemotherapy would not cure her and the cancer would continue till she passed.
We did not buy into that dogma or accept that path for her. She chose body, mind and spiritual healing instead. My guides brought the clinic to her within one day of me asking for guidance for her treatments.
This path has been a lot of hard work on her part as I watch and support her lifestyle changes for survival. The daily routine builds her immune system and she is surrounded by others from all over the country and world in this place of healing.
As the good doctor says, we will all die someday, but today we choose to live the healthiest, best life we can. Miracles happen where there is faith, prayer and belief. Healing comes from within. Some can make the turn and some are called home, but we do have choices.
So today I give thanks and gratitude for the clinic, my family, friends and my loyal clients who have honored me by supporting my schedule changes so I may care for my mother. I’m at peace knowing she is being cared for and only God knows when she will go home but for now she is still here giving it her all.
My mother has been the source of great strength—always loving, kind and giving. She has accepted me for who I am and supported me through all the events this life has brought me. She is the wind beneath my wings—my hero, my mother. I am so comforted in knowing that the spirit never dies, but only the physical body. We are all connected with infinite love. As I walked this morning, I found five crows sitting on a fence all in a row. I spoke to them and they, in turn, cawed back five times. The number five represents change. Crows are messengers of spirit and I know I am never alone and neither are you!