Love is all that matters. I know that I can even love a stranger. When I met my first hospice patient, I loved her right away. Barbara was in her mid-seventies, dying from breast cancer. She talked with a high, squeaky voice and she was always kind. She had the innocence of a child.
From the very first moment of our meeting, we had a heart exchange and a creative union. She was truly herself; she presented her essence to me and all the people around her. She brought out the best in me because she was communicating at a higher consciousness.
By the time I met Barbara, she had accepted her fate…she was dying. Her daily consciousness was shifting inward as she prepared to die. My last moment with her is one that I will never forget. I was alone with Barbara while she was sleeping. She had just moved from her home to a nursing home. As Barbara slept, I gently placed my hands on her Chakras, and I held her feet. I could sense movement in the room – and it wasn’t Barbara or me. Spiritual energy was witnessing our love and friendship. I greeted this spiritual energy as if I intuitively knew what it was.
Barbara died while I was on a weekend trip. I had a feeling that she die by the time I returned home. Barbara’s spirit is still alive; she moved into the intergalactic space where she will transform once again.