Sometimes I have to look at what bothers me head on. Not always, just sometimes....hahahah.....
Someone I love is in India and he is traveling alone and feeling agitated, anxious and ungrounded. He called me late at night and I gave him two suggestions, find someone to be with you and put someone on the phone who I can talk with.
He hung up and five minutes later called me back. It was the office manager. With the kidness of strangers,the office manager found him a traveling companion (a very nice man), who guided the love of my life on a short boat ride and a long taxi ride to the Doctor.
My son found the right guy, the office manager to orchestrate the journey (that had a very happy ending).
From here it was easy and the process of relief began for someone I love in India.
End of story? No, just end of the chapter!
The story never ends.
What happens after we say our goodbyes?
What happends to the person on the other end of the line?
I'll tell you what happend to me.
The story went on in my head. We create our own movies in our heads, dont we? Illusions...It's all illusion, none of it is real.
If I have a choice (and I do) to create a happy story or a horrific tale, I always choose the former. As the directior, writer, costume designer etc. of the movie in my head....I get to choose.
Last week and a few of the weeks before, brought me to my knees.
It wasn't till I took the time and got into a deep meditation that I found the power and the strength to let go of anything but beautiful, wonderful happy adventures he is having in India.
In my minds eye I saw him. We were on the top of a mountain in Colorado near the Stupa. The moon was high, we had been walking in the darkness, the moon lit the path. I stopped and turned to look at him.
In my minds eye, my angel, higher power, eight foot high fairy....whatever you want to call her, stood behind me with her hands on my shoulders.
When I looked at him, I said to her, "Wow! Look at his beautiful brown eyes. Look at his soul. Isn't he magniicent"?
and she said to me:
"Yes he is beautiful...but look further, look at all the angels and fairies of the universe behind him....There's an army of them looking after and out for him."
and with my eyes wide open, my mouth dropped as I saw zillions and billions of angels
and faries of the universe. I had my one angel....he had a ka-zillion...hahaha...
I cried...ahhhhhhh.....relief....a vision.......Tears of Joy....
Now when I see him in my minds eye, now when I see him in Momma India, I see him as powerful, supported, loved and ready for anything!
ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..............He's going to be just fine!