First of all I would like to say a big ‘Sorry ‘for not writing an update on My Spiritual Journey for such a long time, but hey, here is part 3, better late than never and we are now only about a year behind the current date, so, maybe with two more updates I can bring you to where I am right now. I will also add this post to the first two articles on my home page under ‘My Spiritual Journey’, if you would like to read it all at once.
Namaste my friends
My Spiritual Journey Part 3.
Joyce and I have met three times since that first session in Shanghai and almost two years have past me bye and what a period it has been, filled with very sad and tough times and so many happy experiences too.
My spiritual awareness and growth has continued, and my intuitions and senses have become more refined and sensitive which has it’s good points and bad points. My sense of smell and touch is now so acute and even the slightest change in temperature or weather (rain) can be felt at least one day before it happens. I seem to know when the pollution levels are getting worse, again, at least one day before it happens! My throat starts to swell, it gets very sore and I cough continually just as it did when I had childhood asthma so many years ago. I tried to make sense of what Joyce and Noriko had told me but always my logical mind made me stop to think
“Why Me, Why Now”
I felt myself reaching out and touching people, not really touching (please don’t think I’m crazy) but just a soft touch to the arm or shoulder when we spoke, I noticed this more and more often over the past year or so and I even noticed some people reaching out and touching me, especially older people or young children. Our friends often handed me their babies and for some reason they lye in my arms for hours, never stirring or waking J Animals started coming to me without me calling them, horses who were way off in a field came running over to us as we walked by their field and stopped by us until we decided to leave, even hundreds of Koi Fish and Goldfish in our local Buddhist temple make their way over to me every time we go and as I sit and meditate by their pool they stay close even when they are being fed by all the temple patrons at the other end of the pool! Cats of which I have never been keen and fond of came up to me freely, sit on my lap and snuggle down to sleep, this happens so often and still continues.
The Law of Attraction works for me continually, I only need to think about something and it happens very quickly, if I think too much about spiritual issues that are in my head an answer comes to me via email, by phone or by meeting someone out of the blue.
I can think of a friend even in another country and within a few minutes they call me or I receive an email, I think about business or getting a new contact and it happens. All these things are great, they are all positive and right for all the right reasons, but as always my logical mind kept asking
“Why Me”, “Why Now”
We were going through a really happy period in our lives, the children were all doing well at work and in their studies, work was good, we were all healthy and happy, so, my wife and I decided to go back to the UK to spend Christmas with my father and to see my beautiful children and family. This was a spur of the moment decision because we had only just got back from our UK holiday three months before this decision was made. My dad had taken a tumble at home a couple of times and as he was fit and healthy and never been ill in his life there was no cause for alarm or concern from the doctors and nursing teams who checked him out, all tests came back ok, no problems or issues were found, he was as they said, fit and healthy…He fell again and was admitted into a emergency care home until he got better, this is where he was when my wife and I returned home a day or two before Christmas.
My dad was not particularly compos mentis, which was certainly not like him at all, he would drift in and out of conversations; one minute being lucid and happy the next down and forgetful. We noticed he was loosing weight quite rapidly… he said he hated the food in the care home, it had no taste and that was why he was loosing weight! So we made him food, brought him food and as we thought made sure he was eating well, but then we found uneaten sandwiches hidden in his jacket pockets and food in the waste bin in his room…We took him out on Christmas Day and Boxing day, home for lunch on both days to see the grandchildren and great grandchildren. He watched TV, laughed and smiled and enjoyed the freedom away from the care home. On the 28th December I took him to the county hospital for a series of neurological tests and after being prodded and shocked he, for the first time told the consultant he was not feeling so well! Three days later he was diagnosed with Motor Neuron Disease, the same disease that Steven Hawking has; however, my father was a few day short of his 83rd Birthday, so this was going to be an uphill battle. And as the consultants told us there was nothing that could be done for him and things would become worse over the months to come. A couple of days past by and dad became ill with a slight cold and cough, so to be safe he was admitted into hospital where they could monitor him more effectively and give him the care and medication he needed to fight off the chest infection which quickly turned into Pneumonia. We stayed with him 24 hours a day and early one morning around 5:30 am my wife called me from the hospital, she was on the night shift with him that night and soon it was my turn to replace her so she could also get a few hours sleep, but this call was different, she needed me to speak to him on the phone, he was becoming agitated and aggressive with her and the nursing staff. I spoke to him and asked him to calm down, to be nice to the nurses and tell him I was on my way to the hospital…He said “Mark I’ve had enough, I don’t want this anymore”, I rushed to the hospital and arrived there within 20 minutes of that call. As soon as he saw me, he switched off and slipped into a coma, all our family, his children, our children and their children were with him as he passed away peacefully on the 13th January 2012 and joined the love of his life my mum Marion, his childhood sweetheart and soul mate since the age of 14.
Another day on my spiritual Journey
“Why Me”, “Why Now”!
Part 4 of My Spiritual Journey to follow soon.
I was moved by the earlier 2 parts, and I waited for this part 3, Mark. Thanks!
Thank you my friend.
No need to apologize for not rushing into the next installment of your spiritual journey: it will have more parts than you can number, anyway — as the sutra title observes, it’s Mountains and Rivers Without End, or, as poet Gary Snyder adds, Plus One.
I suspect, though, if you hadn’t been attentive to the spiritual currents in your life, you wouldn’t have returned to the UK so shortly after the previous trip. I’ve seen faithfulness to that kind of intuitive prompting lead people to be at the right place at the right time, often contrary to a “rational” decision, as you and your family were with your father.
For you, much of the next phase of your journey will no doubt involve moving into being the senior generation, an emotional transformation, especially.
And physical touch is very important — to our souls and our bodies.
Blessings, all around.
Thank you for taking the time to share your comments my friend, they are truly appreciated and also help bring some clarity to my thought process. I am indeed at this stage now and it certainly is an emotional transformation.
sorry to hear of dad’s goodbye last yr.
confirms my own observations – only & always from the bidder
glad to hear of increasing sensitivities
bless our age! and abby cat’s marvelous whiskers
🙂 Thanks Jim
Thank you for sharing your story.
🙂 Your welcome my friend