In his messages, my husband often refers to a boat. Since ships once played an important role in his life, I thought it represented this. A few days ago, I received two messages from him on the same day, in which he again mentioned a boat. Finally, I looked up the spiritual meaning of boats – a spiritual journey – and understood: he refers to OUR spiritual journey after his passing.
Two years ago, in November 2020, he wanted me to write a blog about our journey together since his death. Like my husband, I am a very private person. It was scary blogging about my feelings and experiences. That is when I joined an Inspired Writing group, where I wrote the first draft of Welcome and How it started.
Anna
At an online meditation event some days later, I had an out-of-body experience. Suddenly I found myself near the ceiling and looking down at my body. I saw the body breathing, but I didn’t feel connected to the body or the breath. In the breakout room I talked about it and added that it will be similar for my husband. Full consciousness just not connected to a body. I spoke about my experiences with him since his death, how we connect and communicate.
One participant, Anna, burst into tears. Sobbing, she said, “You just helped me so much. You have no idea how much you’ve helped me.” After she calmed down, she told us that she is dying, leaving her husband and children behind — and that she never thought of such a possibility. I told her about the blog and my fears, and she said, “Barbara, you have to make this public. People like me need a chance to learn about it.” During the ensuing pause, I sent Anna the draft.
I had learned my lesson: the blog is not about me and my feelings – it is about being of service to others; and I’d better get a move on. The blog was online in mid-January, just in time. I sent Anna the link to my website. She wrote that it was a miracle that she was still alive. It was her last message.
Grateful that our paths have crossed, I am confident that Anna, like my husband, is close to her loved ones and envelops them in her love.