What is my Religion?

Often I find it awkward trying to describe what it is I have faith in; exactly. That is, when asked by those who do not share my beliefs and/or have not had an experience of Spirit -God. But, I do believe this will change that. And please, let me begin by stating I overwhelmed in a very positive way, at the moment, with the palpable presence of Spirit.

A Story:

Last week I found myself at The Merrimack Valley Hospice, sitting with & supporting a beloveds family as she made her transition into the non-physical. Her name is Maureen. The last time we spoke, she and I had promised that I would remain open to her making her presence known to me, and she had my permission to try whatever she could to reach me from the other side.

In the midst of my being with her family I (coincidentally) received a phone call from a beloved who lives in Louisiana asking me about her friends end of life process and hospice. I also noticed a man I remembered. He was walking in and out of a patients room, I assuming it was a parent of his. I recognized him from having seen him a few years ago with an old friend of mine. They had been at a play, sitting in front of me, with this lovely woman I had known years and years ago. A woman who I had shared a past life with - a  woman who had been an active part of my life twenty years ago. His presence made me think of her, this woman with who I shared so much - the same college, being an artist, dating the same men with hysterical frequency, children the same age..............and having shared the first portrait of Jesus I had ever seen, she had painted.   We were ten years apart in age, but from the moment we met at her college graduation, we were akin. But, I did not know him, and simply sent blessings to  his journey and his beloveds process.

The last day I was at hospice, Spirit told me to linger a while after my purpose had been fulfilled with her family. Shortly after that in came a new patient, escorted by her daughter who I had married. The patient was an acquaintance from Newburyport. I had a moment to be with her daughter. A blessing. Then Spirit told me to visit the chapel before I left. On
 the outside of the chapel was there was a sign with the names of the givers - and I read the name of the man who oversees the Trust of the property I caretake.

I received the call Maureen had transitioned two days latter. As I drove into Newburyport from Boxford, on a road I have taken hundreds of times, I asked out loud for Maureen to let me know she had arrived safely - and I had to slow my car down and then I saw it, a road sign, Maureen Lane. I had never seen this before.

Yesterday as I was thinking about her memorial and planning my thoughts around my words I asked Spirit to show me her obituary. I awoke this morning in the wee hours to find my husband had bought the Globe, which since we are now a cyber paper reading family was odd. There it was, Maureen's obituary, just as I had asked. And also, there it was, the unexpected - my old friends obituary - she had died one day after Maureen, in the same hospice. The man I recognized had been with his beloved as she died. Our pathes continued to cross. I had walked by her room. Our lifelines, our knowing of one another, from lifetimes ago.

Twenty years ago I went for a past life regression and learned that this woman, called Erin in this life and I had been lovers. She had died in my arms during the Martin Luther religious wars. Her name had been Caterine, mine had been David. I was protestant, a soldier. She was Catholic, a maiden. When I shared my experience with her she cried. She had just written a short story the previous week and our story was her short story! And her daughter in this present life, her first word was Caterine - and no one knew why. 

So it appears that Maureen let me know she arrived on the Other Side - and that Erin,(Caterine) and I shared another dying process.

And so it continues - my deep Faith in this called Life. That at any one moment all emotions and aspects of life and death are happening. That the bigness and infinite sense of this thing called Life is more immense than we could possibly imagine. That God is CONSTANTLY present - and that we are eternally connected. We are connected through the Great Creator and we will always be. Nothing dies - it continues in a new form.  My religion? To remain open, at all times, to the non-physical aspects of God, that which connects us in Love.