When the silence is too hard to endure
We all know the phrase about finding this inner silence within yourself to connect with your higher spiritual connection as proof we can communicate with other dimensions as well. I do not know about it is a phrase or a phase. At times, silence is sometimes hard to endure when reality kicks in.
Only two weeks ago, we heard your voice and were able to talk and share our love. Now your voice is silent, and for some reason, this is felt harder today than on other days. Missing your laugh and jokes, the wink in your eye, the playful nature you had as well.
You had trouble finding this part deep within, the further the illness got her grip on you. The playful and joy-filled person you could be when you lived your passions, family, music, and cars. The passion we all saw when you were talking about these topics. This still is part of your legacy my beloved, and we all will remember, even when time is passing, this warm and gentle nature you had.
Reading about the afterlife of Billy and how his sister could hear his voice, made me also realize this is not given to everyone. Hearing your voice again out loud is something my heart yearns for, the timbre of your voice when you made that bear growling noise, the deep and rumbling sense it gave within me. I know it is not all gone, none of it, just the audio version of you is.
This is remarkable for a guy who was having 100% musical hearing and yet your hearing was getting worse in the last years. The sound changed because you had to adjust to the changes they created, caused by your deafness. You loved to listen to the birds and the rain on our sunscreen, which reminded you of the camping side. Sitting in our tent, listening to the raindrops.
You could enjoy the silence and peacefulness on the camping side at Lac de Bairon in the French Ardennes. Our place to be, where we felt at home and enjoyed every trip, we made over the 30 years we returned every summer, even in spring and fall. For us, a place to be and reconnect with our inner selves again. Like a great source of energy, we were always able to recharge again, both of us. As we did last summer.
Even when the chemo already affected your strength and power, we still were able to drive through the countryside. Visiting our favorite places, as if your soul already was making peace with the outcome at the end. The hills and woods, the green scenery this area has in abundance. Every turn you took along the way would show a new view, spectacular to us with the panorama this countryside was blessing us with. A feast for the eyes, every time never stopped amazing us.
This is something we will be going to bring to closure for this lifetime anyway. We agreed that when the time would come to say I see you again, we would take the ashes to Lac de Bairon, with our kids, to bring you home to the area we fell in love with 30 years ago. The water you loved so much, as swimming well as rowing or with the canoe, all the memories we created in that place.
Your ashes shall be united with the water and the soil. There will be healing of the ancestor lineage as well, and the spirit of the Lake will rejoice with your reunion. Your aspect of your soul's journey will be brought Home again in the green hills and lakeside. Your wish will be coming through.
Hence, my own wish is to be with you in silence, as well as to hear your spirit speaking to my heart and soul. For to hear these whispers, I will have to dive deep within the inner spaces of my heart. There we will be united, yet only when I can step aside to bring your essence in.
This is not something that can be done all the time, for reality and life's journey will have their own pace and directory as well. There will be times, I will find the silence outside, sometimes too hard to bear. This will be a signal to connect within my inner asylum deep within my heart to find you, and I know I will.
So, it will be done.
High Self @RheaDopmeijer ©
Heartfelt Messages 1-4-2016
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