Touching Hearts

Each morning, as you get up from a night's sleep, know that this is truly the first day of the rest of your life. Each day is a brand new beginning. It's a time to open your eyes to all the possibilities in your life that lay ahead....a time to attempt to put a positive spin on things.

It is a time to believe that miracles can happen and to aspire to the fact that dreams… really can....and sometimes do come true. To believe is to feel the wonder of a star filled sky and to know the value of a nurturing heart the innocence and unconditional love within a child's eyes...... and the beauty of an aging hand, for it is through their teachings, we learn of love.

To believe is to find the strength and courage that resides within us, when it is time to pick up the pieces of our lives and begin again.

Each of us is but one person; limited, burdened with our own cares, worries and responsibilities. We may feel there is so much to be done, that we have so little to give.

When we leave this earth, there will still be millions of seashells stranded on the beach. Maybe we can't change the whole world, but there isn't one of us who can't help change one person's whole world. You may not think that you have touched someone's heart, but I have no doubt that you have. Taking the time to give someone a well needed hug, to convey that you are there for them, letting friends and family know through actions.....not just words, how much they are valued by you and even from giving a smile, to a virtual stranger on the street, not realizing...that maybe that was all this person needed, in order to have their day become a little brighter.

In giving of yourself to someone, you give to yourself as well. You receive the reward of a lighter heart......something we all need, as we go through our daily lives. Give of yourself today. Extend your hand......make someone smile. You'll be glad you did:)

You Are a Visionary Soul

You are a curious person, always in a state of awareness. Connected to all things spiritual, you are very connected to your soul. You are wise and bright: able to reason and be reasonable. Occasionally, you get quite depressed and have dark feelings. You have great vision and can be very insightful. In fact, you are often profound in a way that surprises yourself. Visionary souls like you can be the best type of friend. You are intuitive, understanding, sympathetic, and a good healer. Souls you are most compatible with: Old Soul and Peacemaker Soul

What Kind of Soul Are You?

WHY DO BAD THINGS, HAPPEN TO GOOD PEOPLE???

This is a very difficult blog for me to write, but I find that by writing your thoughts down, it can be extremely therapeutic and hopefully will help in the healing process. Whether my faith will ever be restored...well, that's a question I can't answer right now. This is a brief synopsis of what has taken place in one week's time.

My Brother-in-Law Michael, is the kindest, gentlest and most giving man I have ever known. The past 5-6 days....actually, I have lost count, have merged into one total nightmare.

Michael originally went in to the hospital for an out patient biopsy procedure. Upon returning home, he began to run a temp. When the Doctor was called, he stated that this was not unusual and that Michael should feel better in the morning. Well, that didn't happen and when his temp became higher, my sister drove him to the hospital. They were told he had a bacterial infection and would be treated immediately for it and there should be improvement by the next day, so he was admitted. My Sister went to the hospital the following day and I will dispense with all the details, but his heart stopped while she was there. We were informed that he had only been without oxygen for 2 minutes, though it took them 7 minutes to get him back....because he was being given oxygen while performing cpr etc.... They were able to bring him back and the findings were that his brain function was normal as was his heart. He had not suffered a heart attack. The infection they felt, had "jumped stopped" his heart. The Doctors stated they had never seen such an agressive infection, so they decided to place Michael in a medical coma to have his body be at complete rest, in an attempt to slow down the infection, as they continued treatment. After further testing, the Doctor told my Sister, that there were signs of some neurological damage, but the extent would not be known until they brought him out of the medical coma. Approximately after 1-2 days ,(one day seems to mesh into another)... they began the process of taking him out of the medical coma. Once completed, the Doctors did some testing, only to find that now it appeared through an EEG, that there was now only minimal brain activity(reflex only) and that Michael was not reacting to any stimuli at all, nor was he congnizant. The Doctor at the time, felt there was no hope at all of a recovery. He was placed on a ventilator. The next day, my Sister came to the hospital to ponder the terrible decision of how long to wait, possibly for a miracle.....or if a decision should be made. The Doctors asked her to hold off on making any decision for a few more days... They felt the first Doctor was being premature and they were going to pull out all the stops in attempting to help Michael, though they stated they did not want to provide any false hope. They were extremely puzzled as to why Michael would not come out of the medical coma. They could not come up with a medical reason....why this wasn't happening. The Doctor also informed my Sister, that it was determined that Michael had E-Coli......a form of E-Coli that could only have come from the hospital. This was the bacteria he had been fighting.

My Sister was given 2 options as to what she could do...if Michael continued to stay in the coma and she knew that within a short period of time, she would have to make 1 decision. Well, that decision was taken out of her hands in the wee hours of this morning. Michael suffered an embolism and whatever minimal amount of brain function he had.....ceased to no longer be there. The ventilator was removed and he was moved to a medical room (comfort and care), until his time comes. My Sister is by his side for the duration.

Family and friends have all been on pins and needles and in a state of non belief. We are all naturally.......totally devastated. From a biopsy to where wer are right now. The question I keep asking myself over and over again is........ why?

I can now only wait for a phone call...........
a phone call, I wish I would never have to receive

You Are Lavender

You are a sweet person with a very soft personality. People become easily entranced with you. They seem to glow around you. You have a quiet energy that can keep you active late into the night. Even if you aren't the life of the party, you definitely keep the party going.

What Color Purple Are You?

DO YOU BELIEVE?

I throughly enjoy watching the television show called Crossing Over, with John Edwards.He is a Medium, who communicates with those on the "other side".

I would like so much to believe there is a chance that those we love.... who have passed on, are able to follow us through our lives….to know what is taking place. I have heard that there are times we receive messages that we are either not tuned to, or just dismiss as coincidence. A song might come on the radio that reminds us of someone who has passed away and yes, we definitely think of them, but I wonder. Is this is really a way of them coming through to us? I've also been told that if you have a dream about someone who has passed away and if they were sickly and you remember them in this state, then you are dreaming. However, if you have a dream about this person and they are as you remember them once being.....healthy and happy, then you are being given a message. This experience happened once to me, that I can recall and I never forgot the feeling upon awakening. It was so real to me! My Sister passed away suddenly at the age of 39 and it was one of the most traumatic experiences of my life. I had spoken to her the night before and then in the blink of an eye, she was gone. I had a dream about 10 years later, that I was in work and my co-workers were standing around a cubicle of another employee. I walked over to see what the conversation was about and realized it wasn't a fellow employee. It was my Sister and she looked wonderful. I remember crying and hugging her and asking where she had been....that we had thought we lost her. I asked he rif she had told anyone else that she was here and okay. I can remember so vividly...her scent, her hug and her smile and then she looked me square in the eye and told me she had never gone anywhere.....that she had been here all along and she was fine. Boy, do I want to believe with all my heart, that this was a message from her.

........ I have had two occurrences in which unexplained things have happen. The first time, I had been sleeping and woke up with a start. I saw what appeared to be the outline of a figure, minus arms, legs and head. It seemed to be an outline of a jacket that was made up of particles and the jacket kind of resembled one that my Dad used to wear to work every day. What stands out in my mind, is that I wasn't afraid…and believe me, those who know me well, know that isn't me. I tend to be afraid of my own shadow:) I remember saying, "Who are you?" When I didn't get an answer, I reached out to touch and it was then, the figure disappeared. That's when I "lost it"J I've been told I must have been dreaming, but I know I wasn't. The second occurrence happened a few mornings ago and I say this, because it happened at 5:30am. My alarm had gone off and I got out of bed and walked around to the other side of the bed to shut it off. The alarm was placed this way on purpose, so I would have no choice but to get up, to turn it off.....thus less probability of me climbing back in:) As I was walking back to my side of the bed, I heard a male voice call out my name as clear as day!……not in an alarming way, but as if they had come in from the outside and announced their presence to me. I asked who it was, went from room to room and saw nothing. There again….I wasn't the least bit scared. I don't know why this is, since I was alone. I remember the voice being one I recognized and maybe that's why it didn't frighten me, but I can't tell you for sure, who it was. Was I dreaming? You will never convince me in a million years that I was. Yes, there is still a big part of me, that doesn't believe in this, though an even greater part of me would like to. I believe that if the "spirit world" were able to communicate, my Mom and Dad would definitely let me know they're okay. I would think they would want to be in touch with me. I guess I'm looking for concrete proof. If I could see them and know for a fact, that it was them, or if someone like John Edwards, were able to tell me something that I might have shared privately....in conversation.... with my Mom or Dad, then there would be no doubt in my mind. So, I waver back and forth in the hopes that one day, in my heart of hearts, I will be sure. Anything is possible and my mind is certainly not closed on this subject.