Ohhh, you reminded me of an event with those last sentences...
A number of years ago I got word that a good friend of mine was in the hospital many states away, in intensive care, after a bad motorcycle accident. I went into a quiet corner of the building and sent out my will, my attention, my energy, to him up there, and it felt like I made contact. It felt like he was struggling, laboring. I 'held his hand through the ether' and 'was there for him', as best as I knew how.
Then suddenly, the struggling stopped, and I sensed an outpouring of grief from several others in the room with him. He, on the other hand, seemed to snap out of the struggle, and suddenly he was all business, solid. "OK, I'm good now. You can stop now," was the impression he sent to me, and very strongly.
So I let go, released my attention from him and returned it to where I physically was.
I hope it's really what I think it was. To be able to have 'held his hand' through that final struggle, to give him some comfort from 1,000 miles away-- what a gift to be able to give to a friend.
You are all the first people I have ever told this to.
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Re: Spirit Sans Personality
Date: 2021-09-09 02:54 am (UTC)A number of years ago I got word that a good friend of mine was in the hospital many states away, in intensive care, after a bad motorcycle accident. I went into a quiet corner of the building and sent out my will, my attention, my energy, to him up there, and it felt like I made contact. It felt like he was struggling, laboring. I 'held his hand through the ether' and 'was there for him', as best as I knew how.
Then suddenly, the struggling stopped, and I sensed an outpouring of grief from several others in the room with him. He, on the other hand, seemed to snap out of the struggle, and suddenly he was all business, solid. "OK, I'm good now. You can stop now," was the impression he sent to me, and very strongly.
So I let go, released my attention from him and returned it to where I physically was.
I hope it's really what I think it was. To be able to have 'held his hand' through that final struggle, to give him some comfort from 1,000 miles away-- what a gift to be able to give to a friend.
You are all the first people I have ever told this to.
- Cicada Grove