I had been estranged from my mother for more than two decades.
My sister and her family in a different part of the country had maintained closeness with my mother.
I had very recently re-established contact with her and had arranged a visit for us to meet again.
My mother would then meet the grown up grandchildren she had last seen as babies.
Before the reunion took place I received a phone call to say that my mother was fatally ill in hospital.
She had been ill and had accidentally overdosed on paracetemol tablets.
The mistake had not been discovered soon enough and she was now terminally ill in intensive care at the hospital.
I dropped everything and travelled the long distance to the hospital.
My sister had been keeping vigil along with other family members at her bedside.
Soon after I arrived my sister was compelled to leave for a short while to deal with home matters.
I found myself at the bedside alone.
My mother was deeply unconscious and convulsing.
Her body was poisoned and failing. Her situation was terribly distressing.
I spoke with her constantly knowing she would hear me on a higher level.
I had a deep sense of her pain as she tried to fight the inevitable.
As I sat with her a sudden change took place.
I detected a drop in air temperature around us.
I was immediately alerted to the Presence of others in spirit.
I spoke again to my mother telling her I loved her and that she should now open her eyes to those who had arrived, and stop fighting in order to leave the pain behind.
As I sat there she took a deep breath and her body transformed.
She relaxed totally. Her features became normal and she smiled.
I was holding her limp hand and I told her not to hesitate but to accept the warm greeting of those who had arrived.
Mentally I asked her to signal me in some way if she could understand.
As she took her last breath her hand tightly squeezed mine twice and I knew she had finally released.
The air within the curtained area of the bed was very misty and I felt the strongest presence of spirit I have ever witnessed.
At that moment I had no feeling of sadness at all.
My tears were tears of elation as I felt the Spirit Presence of my mother and others caressing me.
The intensive care ward was a hive of activity normally.
However for the ten minutes of these events, her departure had been missed on the monitors and no nurses came near.
I now stood as I felt the energy around me begin to lift higher and higher.
I felt such privilege to have been able to say a spiritual goodbye to my mother as she departed this physical life.
At this time I saw through a gap in the curtain, a nurse had finally noticed something wrong on the main monitor.
She called to another nurse and they came running in my direction.
As they got to our curtained cubicle I stopped them to say everything was all right.
I knew my mother had now passed to spirit.
They agreed to give me a few moments longer before they came to do their work.
I must tell you by the way, as I have been writing this account of my mother’s passing; my senses have been filled with the full yeast smell of our old pantry.
I recognise this to be the signal of my mother’s Presence when she pops in to visit me.
She would have definitely wished to see how I described the event. Furthermore I am sending a message as I type it, ‘Mother I hope you approve.’
I departed the ward just as my sister returned to the hospital.
Blessings
Richard
with Judith
From 'Down to Earth' (the way it is)
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Our Home
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