Hello ,
I'd like to share a recent experience with you that touched my heart.
On Monday I attended a religious service - a funeral - for an old acquaintance. She was the wife of the man who designed and built our house. I remember working with her as our house came together. She helped me choose colors, tiles, and bring our home to life with personality. I saw her as an artist, so I chose bright colors to wear in
her honor.
The mass gathered at our old church down the street from us. Aside from changing a few words in the formulated responses easily pulled from my memory, the service was the same as many I've attended in the past. Yes, it's been many years since I've chosen to attend formal Catholic services. However, I see myself to be even more spiritual
as a Reiki Master and shaman than ever before.
The opening song, On Eagle's Wings, provided the refrain for how I feel as a deeply spiritual being. The melody came easily to me, remembering more of the song verse-by-verse. Yet tears formed in my eyes, catching the words in my throat. Why? Was I emotional from the grief for her family?
