Many of us have lost one or more of our parents. Losing a parent prematurely can be a devastating experience for a young person. Even when parents pass away after a long and full life, it can be a hard transition for their offspring. My thoughts and prayers are with you if you are grieving the loss of a parent. That can be a very difficult time.
I think it is especially poignant to lose your Mom. I say this perhaps because my dear Dad is still alive and I haven’t had to deal with his passing. But there is an undeniable bond with the Mother, with whom you shared a body for nine months. Losing your mother affects us on a very basic, primordial level.
Today, a good friend asked me how I was doing as the second anniversary of my Mother’s death approaches. I admit that I had a hard time when my Mother passed away. But today, I told my friend about a miracle of perspective that my daughter gave me. Just a few weeks ago, she told me about a book she was reading in which a mother, upon her death, bequeaths her spiritual powers to her daughter. As soon as my daughter told me that story, I saw that the same thing happened to me. My Mother bequeathed her spiritual power to me and to all of her family at her death.
Suddenly, several things made sense. Only months after her death, I began to receive Divine messages in my meditations. I met my spirit guides. I talked to Mom in my meditations. Six months after Mom died, I finished my first book, one that I had considered writing for over six years and had never gotten around to (www.spectacularsupportcenters.com). A year after her death, I began to lay out plans to gradually slow down my business, KR Consulting, and start something new. At that point I had no idea what that something new was going to look like. At eighteen months, I started The Everyday Mystic blog and a sabbatical that you can read about in my welcome post and in my post called Fallow Fields Reap Rewards. So many blessings have come my way since Mom passed away. I sense that her death created a spiritual opening for me, allowing me to do things both spiritual and temporal that the Divine had been preparing me for. Now I sense that in some incomprehensible way she passed on her direct connection to the Divine to me. Mom was the original Everyday Mystic.
What a gift. Thank you, Mom. I get tingles up my arms as I humbly accept her bequest.
I’m interested to hear what spiritual gifts or blessings your Mother bequeathed to you.