Karen: (Smiling at Dad – my heart filled with tenderness.) You old mountain goat. Then his eyes open and he looks at me.)ĭad: (I can feel the effort he’s making to mumble the words.) Ah uv you. I lean over and kiss his forehead and say into his ear, “Hi Daddy. He’s very still, but I see his chest moving. “Heaven is not a locality, but a divine state of Mind…”ĭad is in bed. My sense of being connected to the infinite Love of the cosmos isn’t dependent upon my parents or husband or children or friends – it’s always with me. Love is constantly giving me whatever it is I need. I’m not sure I’m explaining any of this at all well, but… the gist of it is that what I’ve been learning, lately, is that whenever I feel like I have a hole in my heart – it’s instantly filled with Love. The words from John came to me: “Your joy no man taketh from you.” I felt that I was being encouraged, then, to claim my own joy, too. I think I was trying to talk to Dad about all the uncertainty and grief of these times – but it came to me that the things I seem to be experiencing are no part of Dad’s experience – no part of “where” he is (and I don’t mean “where” as in a location – but as a state of mind).
#THE GEORGE AND MADCAP LOUNGE FULL#
And the thought that came back to me was full of joy. I reached out to Dad in my thoughts (I don’t mean that I, like, “summoned” him – Dad’s not a ghost or anything – he and Mom are always with me in the same way Love, God, is always with me).
Went on a nice long walk in Bellingham this morning – needed the fresh air and space for my thoughts.
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