tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7853184554897136554.post5387206559792062465..comments2023-08-21T03:54:05.441-07:00Comments on connections with spirit: How spiritual energies work.Margaret Westhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13771552615505635250noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7853184554897136554.post-13349468900087474162013-11-25T17:30:16.025-08:002013-11-25T17:30:16.025-08:00Very nice. I think you're right, for us to dri...Very nice. I think you're right, for us to drive away negative forces to manipulate our mind and body we should always practice positivity in our daily lives, spread love and pray.<br /><a href="http://www.soulscribbler.com/category/events/" rel="nofollow">Spirituality articles</a>Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09954083841635113525noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7853184554897136554.post-90075373068054070832011-10-09T14:26:31.145-07:002011-10-09T14:26:31.145-07:00Had I been asked about this several months ago I p...Had I been asked about this several months ago I probably would have said, Spirits? What Spirits? But then I had a strange experience.<br />Our Mum has recently passed away, her battle with Parkinson’s and Old age is finally over. It is only now she is gone that I really recognise how brave she was and truly see how she must have suffered. I honestly don’t know whether we didn’t acknowledge the Parkinson’s because we were afraid of it or whether we didn’t see it because all we saw was the woman who had loved and raised us, Mum. Parkinson’s is a cruel disease bit by bit it took away her existence. I don’t think I knew much about Parkinson’s until Mum got it, apart from that Michael J fox is a sufferer and to be honest I don’t know an awful lot about it now, only what it did to Mum. I can only describe it like this, all her nerves that carried Messages to other parts of her body developed road blocks and the traffic could no longer flow from her brain to her body. First their where the terrible tremors which took away some of the things she would like to do, she could no longer embroider or knit and do some of the little things that we all take for granted like pick up a crossword puzzle to pass the time, write a shopping list. Holding a cup of tea became a bit of a juggling act. Eventually her medication brought some relief from this but it was short lived. As time went by she began to lose the loss of her legs and with that went her country walks she had always enjoyed slipped away.<br />Then her Voice started to go, it wasn’t that she didn’t have anything to say she just couldn’t seem to get above a whisper, unless she was shouting at the cat! I can only assume that anger chose a detour and by passed the vocal traffic Jam? Suddenly she became almost smaller; conversations happened around her but more often than not did not include her. Not that she was excluded but sometimes the effort to be heard was too much for her and us.<br />As time went by Mum Got more Muddled and Most of our conversations seemed to involve her tablets or god, I have written about These at some length already so I won’t bore you with the details, but in her final hours we decided to call for the chaplain in the hope that it Might bring Mum a little bit of comfort or reassurance. Although she had become so tired of her illness that she wanted to leave us I think her Salvationist upbringing had left her scared of what comes next. Anyway a very nice C of E chaplain came up to the ward and we explained that we had been struggling with God, Mum because deep down she did believe and us because we didn’t and where unable to give her the reassurance that she needed. Then it happened, the Chaplain read some psalms and bits from the bible then got out his holy water and as he made the sign of the cross on Mums forehead an unimaginable calm embraced the room, it was as if time had stopped and we were all just hovering in the now. I am sure we all felt it and I really hope my Mother did. There was definitely something or someone there with us. My good friend Mags suggested that it was angels waiting to take her with them and I quite like that idea so am sticking with it.<br />So yes I think I do believe in another level of conciouseness, Spirits, Angels and God? not sure but there was something with us that day and I hope it is still with Kath McGovern, maybe we will meet again.smockturtlehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03990052855567899900noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7853184554897136554.post-75083934433757584162011-05-23T10:19:33.015-07:002011-05-23T10:19:33.015-07:00Very insightful and interesting. I come for a com...Very insightful and interesting. I come for a completely different viewpoint, but still found this as wonderful information to read.<br /><br />I'm following.<br /><br />ecwrites.comCrazy Life of a Writing Momhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16064939499412649850noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7853184554897136554.post-68674129230779194522011-05-05T12:42:36.740-07:002011-05-05T12:42:36.740-07:00Maggie,you have such a lovely way with words, writ...Maggie,you have such a lovely way with words, writting them in an easy to understand format. Although I've never, (thank goodness), had a nasty experiance of feeling haunted by a frightening spirit, I feel sorry for those who have and think they have no-one they can turn to. I can't begin to imagine what mental trauma they must go through trying to deal with it.country queenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00586532251851343142noreply@blogger.com