This Christmas morning was one of those morning that make
you go “hmmmmm.” It’s not uncommon for
me, or most people for that matter, to think about those we have loved and lost,
as well as those who are struggling over the holiday. I am keenly tuned into the feelings and
energy of others, even if they live hundreds of miles away. When someone’s life of whom I am connected
with is weighing heavy on them, it’s not unlike me to absorb that weight. Sometimes, I feel as if I am right in the
boxing ring with them, feeling and fighting their struggle.
I choose to spend a lot of time alone. No need to pull
out the tissue box or start playing your violins. Alone time is not to be confused
with me being lonely. I choose to spend
a great amount of my time each day alone, away from “life noise” so that I can
process my thoughts, reflect, express silent gratitude for all the positives in
my life, and recharge my internal energy battery. I spend time alone to recharge often so that I
can be one hundred percent present with and available to others. I choose time of solitude so that I am better
able to share and radiate positive energy when I am present with and available
to others. My hope is that this energy is absorbed and spread – like a bee
spreading pollen for germination.
This Christmas morning, I decided to take a long walk on
the beach. The weather was the perfect
kind of crisp, clear blue sky winter morning – I felt completely alive being
out in the sun, close to the water and the waves. I also felt some form of
energy source pulling me to the beach today. Normally, I’d head out for a jog
or perhaps hop on my bike trainer to work off the hundreds of calories of
Christmas cookies that I’ve been consuming. Today, however I was called by some
force, to the beach. Now, I know what’s
happening here. You readers out there are thinking I’ve lost it and that you
need to come to the Jersey shore ASAP to save me from going over the total deep
end. No, I didn’t “lose it!” I actually connected with the spirit of
Christmas …. Or frankly, just the spirit and power of energy connection. Here’s how it went down.
As I veered off of the boardwalk and headed onto the sand
towards the ocean, I was thinking deeply about those whom I am connected with
and who are struggling right now. This
walk was my alone time for the day – my time to reflect, process and
recharge. On my way to the water’s edge,
I decided that I wanted to find some brilliant sea glass as a sign to all of
those who are coping with personal battles that they are on my mind. I wanted it to be a sign that I was connecting
with them on a higher level – directing my energy towards them. I then “asked” to find sea glass colors that I
have never found before – specifically a BRILLIANT
BLUE (as is dark blue) OR a BRILLIENT
RED. I took it a step further and
asked that my mother send me this sign – this piece of brilliant sea glass. My mother passed away when I was ten years
old. I always think of her over the Christmas holiday and she had been on my
mind this morning when I woke up. So,
off I went walking down the beach by the water’s edge at a moderate pace (not
lollygagging). My only focus was finding
that red or blue piece of sea glass. I actually spoke out loud – asking again
for that sea glass to present itself to me (checking over my shoulder to make
sure no one was around me). About a mile
or so into my beach walk, I saw something bright red directly in front of
me. It turned out to be a lone rose
petal. I took five or six steps more and
found a couple more. Not ten steps later
did two BRILLIANTLY RED ROSES wash up to shore, right in front of me. I took it as a sign. Despite asking for red
sea glass, I was presented with two gorgeous, bright red roses. You don’t often come across those on the
beach. As I made my way to my turnaround
point, I saw the most beautiful, thick piece of BRILLIANT BLUE/GREEN sea glass
laying in the wet sand. The water had just washed over it so that it was shimmering
right there in front of me. I’ve never
found a combination of blue green glass like this catch. It wasn’t the dark blue color that I was
asking for, however it was certainly a spectacular find. On my way back, I never gave up hope of finding
the red or the dark blue piece, but my time was running out. Just as I was
about to turn off the water’s edge and head back to the boardwalk, low and
behold, a piece of a bottle neck sat
right in front of me and you guessed it, the color was dark BRILLIANT
blue. My mission was complete. I walked
home with my two beautiful red roses, my unique piece of blue sea glass as well
as a few other treasures I collected along the way. I felt as if my request for deeper connection
to my mother and those who have been on my mind was granted. Or, perhaps I
created that energy force myself through pure thought and will. I felt like my dog Lulu must feel when she
rushes home from the beach with a piece of driftwood or a shell that she’s
found on the beach. I couldn’t wait to
get home and take a longer look at my “finds!”
I did just that and then took a couple of pictures so that I could share
this story with others. As I took my coat
off, I realized that I had not opened my Christmas gift that was sent to me
from my father and his wife. I unwrapped
the gift to find that it was a black and white family photo of my mother, my
father and my siblings from 1970. My
eyes were immediately drawn to my beautiful mother. Today, this Christmas day, we connected.
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