With the Eyes of a Child

This happened today as I led a group in a guided meditation.

I led a friend through an inner journey today.
She relaxed quietly, trusting gentle words
that brought ocean waves to her imaginings,
and rocked her tired soul to rest.
Upon the sand she walked,
feeling it tickle between her toes,
listening to the seagulls cry,
and remembering salt air breaths.
I heard her sigh as she saw a man
moving toward her with familiar strides:
taking his granddaughter's face in his hands,
he kissed her forehead
as he had done in life.
Moved to tears of relief and loss,
she lingered with him, felt him as real,
knew him as more real than this waking world.

Behind my shoulder my own grandpa stood,
a smile on his face, as if he was proud
of the child who had grown to believe in such things.
So many others then moved in close
to be seen by those who drifted in daydreams.
They wait only for one invitation,
one voice to call them, to believe they still live.


The ancestors wait on the other side;
they will not intrude on our foolish pride.
Close your eyes softly, suspend disbelief,
and they'll stand before you, suddenly real.
They've moved in closer in our days of trial
hoping we'll finally break with denial.
Great Souls are among them, not lost in goodbyes;
have faith in their coming,
then
open your eyes.

Author's Note

Believe it or not? Everyone in the room today did . . . the palpable presence of others in the room besides us could not be denied.

Reviews

[Honey-Bee]

Nice visualization. I like the way this sounds like a story and then ends in a poem. Interesting! That is interesting that you saw your own grandpa behind you too..... Have faith in their coming, then open your eyes. I will have faith and I will also wonder into my own daydreaming. Nice!

[Marianne Rose]

Thank you for your kind reflections and review- it was an experience I wanted to remember- especially when the young woman shared how much it meant to her to see someone who passed so recently. We all wept a little that day . . . Have a wonderful wandering into your own daydream!

[brian]

This is really special.. as our loved ones--and everyone--are only a prayer away. Nice use of descriptive words and adjectives that paints the picture well!

[Marianne Rose]

Thank you - it was something I had to tell about, the experience itself was so magical. I appreciate your kind review.

[Susana Puente]

I loved it..i could picture it very detailed and vivid.

[Marianne Rose]

Glad you enjoyed it! I sure enjoyed being there when it happened. One of those magical moments. Thanks for visiting and reviewing!

[Inject Positivity]

This is so amazing dear Marianne, the hair on my hand got straight while reading it... I felt like my ancestors were watching over me and I closed my eyes to pray and talk to them, although I never saw my grandfather as he died more than 25 years before I was born... But my grandma's adorable and kind face of affection appeared in my mind and I felt the love of her gentle touch...

The spirits never die isn't it? If we just think of them we will find that they never left us, they are always walking with us, watching over us every single moment of the day... You brought so much feeling in my heart and I'm feeling like I have them in my room, sitting with me and smiling at me with their blessings and love...

This is a brilliant write, and brings deep emotions and thoughts dear frnd... I loved it...

Sincerely
Dhiman

[Marianne Rose]

My friend, you are so kind- I only wrote what happened that day, not even with half the magic of the actual experience. But I am gratified that you felt your ancestors, especially your grandmother, close by. I draw on the strength and love of my ancestors often, knowing how much they still have to teach me if I remember their character traits and words. But it is rare to share this experience with another in such a dreamlike time together. I am so grateful that I got to experience this, and that you felt so touched by it. Thank you, dear friend.