3 DAY LOVE FEST....

Hindu Spiritual Festival in India

 

I did not paint my face blue or walk barefoot in a cloud of smoke, but I did something deeply spiritual and quite moving. I honored the dead; in this case my late Aunty.

 

As it turns out this blog has some magical powers. It seems to be that whatever I write about (see last post) is always expanded upon! I could gush and go on and on but I will keep it simple. Last weekend, from Saturday through Monday (which was the actual two year anniversary of Aunty's passing) I celebrated her life in what turned out to be a three day LOVE FEST! 

We Remain Inseparable

 

Saturday morning at the church I was baptized and the church Aunty attended for  most of her life, I honored Aunty in a community mass for the deceased. Along with Aunty's name, I had my beloved Uncle Domenic's name added and their darling daughter Jeanie. With Grace by my side (Aunty's dear friend and mine) we felt like we were sitting among angels. The church is quite elaborate and divine and reminiscent of the Vatican.

 

Later we sat at Aunty's grave and had a heart to heart talk with her. We felt her telling us how happy she is.

Then we took a ride and enjoyed large cups of coffee (undoubtedly Aunty's favorite drink ever).

We drove to Plum Island where Aunty and Uncle D would take me as a child. The weather rolled out a big red carpet of bright yellow sunshine!

 

The day kept getting better with each reminder of Aunty, from an exact replica of Aunty's Christmas tree (in a sublime little antique shop) to shimmery high-heel ornaments that Aunty would surely drool over, she was everywhere.

 

The next day friends gathered at my home and we lit candles around pictures of Aunty and watched videos of her dancing and exuberant.

Due to all the love and honor I was experiencing a little miracle occurred. It was so amazing it warrants its own blog post. (coming soon)

A Rose from Aunty's Funeral

 

Monday, Grace came back to light another Aunty candle and bring me homemade food,

including homemade bread just like I would always have at Aunty's. What genuine comfort. We looked at Auntys' pictures and talked about how much we miss her and how much we love her. We carried on about the miracle that had just happened the day before. We both know it was Aunty speaking  to us from beyond. It was undoubtedly awe-inspiring. I played a tender and moving song (off a new CD) called I Love You.

 

These few days of celebrating our cherished Aunty transpired into a three day love fest. And, given the power, depth, and strength of the love we have for Aunty and the love she continues to send us back 

it was indeed elevating!

Aunty keeps whispering to me....to you, and to all creatures and humans of the universe.....

 

Feel my love now....

 

Eternal Rose Petals for Aunty

 

 

YOU CAN TAKE HER WITH YOU...

 endless love

As it turns out just because aunty stopped breathing on Friday evening November 18, at 6:48 PM, my relationship with her has not ceased. To my surprise it continues to grow. I wanted to share this with the readers of Ageless to comfort anyone who has lost a loved one. And even if all your loved ones are fully alive, it doesn't hurt to be reminded not to take them for granted. Since Aunty passed I've been talking to other people who have lost someone they love. I am here to tell you that the reoccurring three words are, if only I…

You don’t have to let that happen to you.

And when those you love do pass on, you can take a little comfort in knowing that they will never be too far away. Aunty is everywhere I go. I'm not making this up. I am not crazy. I am sincerely and genuinely sharing my experience and what I discovered is true. Just one very small example (and there are many) is something that happened last night. I had just been sharing with a group of people how much I missed aunty, but that I knew she was close, and I knew she could see me and hear me. I also commented on how I had recently signed up for a stargazing class so I could see aunty in the sky. I have really been feeling this cosmic connection.

Then, on my way home I had to make a quick stop at the store. I went down an aisle I don't usually go down, and something immediately caught my eye. I saw stars. There was a beautiful greeting card right in front of me covered in stars. This is what was written:

In one of the stars I shall be living

In one of them I shall be laughing

And so it will be is if all the stars were laughing when you look at the sky at night.

When you are open to being in a relationship with your loved one after they have passed that relationship will continue. They are always with you. And they are always watching you. Love is after all, eternal.

I get a myriad of signs all the time that my darling Aunty is not only with me and watching me, but really and truly still loves me! She keeps sending me presents from heaven. 

I love her more each day. It’s as if I lifted her right out of the grave and took her with me… and she didn’t resist. She loves me so much!

P.S. i love you Uncle D. You will always be with me!