You came to me in a dream this morning when my heart was broken. There are so many things our hearts carry, so many causes to be spoken for, injustices to be righted, and wounds to be healed. Sometimes your heart has to crack wide open in order to spill out TRUTH and LOVE. The pain in letting your heart crack wide open is paired with the joy of finding your truth and sending that love out to the universe. A process that needs to be done to be a compassionate member of this planet.
You came to me in a dream this morning, me sitting on your couch in your house on Salt Run and you leaning down and hugging me tight as I cried sounds from my heart that my lungs had never cried before. When I woke I felt the pain of the burdens of my heart and of this modern world and I remembered it's time to reconnect. You taught me this, how to honor nature, the cycles of life, and how to connect to God.
Grandmother, you were a thinker a writer, an activist, a free spirit, and as your friend Bob would say, "a member of the planet rather than a member of society". Grandmother, you were different and if you stood out or others questioned you, you stood up straight and faced it with grace. You were beautiful and strong in so many ways but most of all for your mind and your heart. Grandmother, we need more people like you and we still speak your name after you are gone from your earth home. I will be one like you.
This modern world pulls us in so many directions, demanding we pay attention to this, that, this, that, this, that and so often we forget to turn into the source and redirect our focus to the Divine. Grandmother, you directly left some ancient wisdom for me to pull from and for that I thank you. It's been waiting to be used and it's time to share my grandmother wisdom....