Blooming Where I'm Planted!

I was sitting on my bed the other night channel surfing, and I came across The Wizard of Oz. It was at the part where Glinda the good witch tells the wicked witch that she’d better scram before someone drops a house on her too. I love this movie. We have it on DVD and it’s right up there in my top five for sure!

This got me thinking about my Gram. My Gram died back in 1997. She was a Christian Bible Thumper like nothing you’ve ever seen, but she was also the kindest and most loving person I’ve ever known. I came to realize over the years that Gram was a lot more tuned into “God” than I ever gave her credit for.

She would wake up in the night and be unable to get back to sleep, so she would pray. For hours. For everyone. For everything. I always thought that was odd as a child. She would occasionally talk about what God said to her. And it was just like that too. “I was praying and God spoke to me and I suddenly just knew where I’d find the answer, so I got up and went to my Bible and looked up the scripture that came to me and it was the exact thing that I needed.”

There was a night, years before I was born, that grandpa (who died 4 years before I arrived) drove off the road into a ditch in the middle of the night while trying to make his way home. It turned out he’d fallen asleep at the wheel. Gram had awoken at that moment in her bed with a dreadful, sinking feeling in her gut. She knew in her heart that her husband was in trouble and immediately launched from bed and hit her knees and started to pray. Grandpa was found quickly and assisted, of course, and was fine.

Gram had a son who died of spinal meningitis when he was five years old. This happened back in 1939. As she held her dying child in her arms, the newly popularized song, “Somewhere Over the Rainbow” was playing in the background as he took his final breaths. Many years later, in 1974, my mother skipped playfully through the house singing “Somewhere Over the Rainbow” to herself and my Gram hit her knees and began to pray. Her husband died that night… and she knew it was coming because she heard that song and it spoke to her. Or rather God spoke to her through that song.

So as I sat, watching The Wizard of Oz last night, I got to thinking about my Gram and what she was like and the labels that she put on things to suit her belief system. She experienced synchronicity constantly but with her Christian background, it was Jesus speaking to her. She awoke in the night from psychic dreams with a heavy sense of premonition, but it was because Jesus was watching over her husband. God was always speaking to her and directing her. I remember thinking that she must be incredibly special for God to have so much to say.

Turns out I was right. She was special. But it also turns out, we all are. We all have the capacity within us to have an amazing relationship with God. We even have the complete freedom to call it and imagine it any way that suits us. How totally amazing. There are all sorts of titles given to that all encompassing energy that is the source of all that is. God, Source, the Universe, the Higher Self, and even the plain old subconscious. And every person has their own personal idea of what exactly it is. How exactly it works. It’s all a personal perception. You perceive God in ways that you understand so God is merely a perception. Your perception on creation and the ultimate creator. No one else will ever perceive it exactly the same as you.

So anyway, in honor of my straight laced, Bible thumping Gram who I know would never accept or understand the Spiritual path I’ve chosen for myself, I’d like to salute every being. Each individual person on the planet. You, like me, are all here to find your way and see from your perspective and grow and relate to God however you comfortably can.

May the lines of communication between you and the creator of all be always open and moving freely in both directions. May you be open to receiving the light. The light is always there for you. If you find yourself in the dark and alone, it’s not because the light has left you, it’s simply because you’ve got your eyes closed.

Happy Spirit Day :)

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