HAPPY INTER-DEPENDENCE DAY!
 
There was a large FOR SALE sign in the yard.  Polished, red, white and blue…next to it…a homemade sign painted freehand with a short message: ALL WE HAVE LEFT IS EACH OTHER.

I squeezed my hubby’s hand and read him the sign.  It had been a year since we lost our own home and eight years since his accident.  It was also five years since he began rapidly losing his sight.  Although we still enjoyed our Sunday afternoon strolls I did a lot more talking…a picture is worth a thousand words and since he had now lost most of his useable sight I had to describe everything to him.

I also thought of Mom and Dad.  Mom left the planet when I was only 15…Dad on my 45th birthday.  The departure of these wonderful souls from the physical realm meant an even stronger sense of the spiritual as they have remained my guides when I “see” into a realm which I always greet with respect and adoration.  I did not choose this life calling.  It has chosen me.

Although I still have my husband with me physically, I am aware each day that we must strengthen our ability to communicate with our spiritual gifts in the realm where one “sees” with the heart when the physical sight fades and the Universal One is sought in prayer and meditation.  What at first separated us has actually made us stronger as together we learn to walk by faith, not by sight. Believing the best is yet to come no matter how much or how little I can see for myself or others into the future, I know that I am blessed to be able to see the whole picture…that we are not individuals but part of the GREAT SPIRIT. 

NEXT TIME YOU HOLD YOUR BELOVED’S HAND and walk your favorite path together on a quiet afternoon stroll, close your eyes and sense them with you.  Not with your eyes but with all that is within you that believes in their existence. 

EVERY YEAR ON JULY 4th our family celebrates INTER-DEPENDENCE DAY.  The forces which separated the peoples of the world, are rapidly bringing us together again in some remarkable ways as we can no longer ignore the SPIRIT that binds us.  When I receive requests to do readings as a psychic counselor, I ask my clients to prepare themselves to see their past, present and future through the EYES OF LOVE…a love that sees past the physical into a place of HOPE.

As I stroll down the street tomorrow with hubby to celebrate INTER-DEPENDENCE DAY, I will smile as we pass the spiritual manifestations of his great-grandparents who were married 90 years…one died on July 1st and the other 3 days later on July 4th.  My hubby and I share with them a common spiritual AND common bloodline.  I know they are pleased with how we are trying to follow in their footsteps, walking hand in hand, trying to prove that relationships that last aren’t made in heaven but by interdependent partners here on earth trying to love each other more and more each day even when
ALL WE HAVE LEFT IS EACH OTHER.