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3..2...1..BELIEVE


Coming home (back to good old Carbon County)
has been a rip roaring, eye opening, reacquainting adventure in so many forms.
For me personally, it has been a shedding of old self,
ego self, tons of heartbreak and dropping into a comfortability of being uncomfortable
at each and every turn.

And so it goes.
Any opportunity that I get to meet new people
or be of service to someone
who I used to know it lights me up in ways that I'm not sure that
I have a vocabulary to explain. But I am going to try.

This past week was monumental.  I got to marry getting reacquainted with old friends and spirit to which the results where no less than life altering.

Touching divinity in strangers who are 'unsure' of what they believe by connecting them between realms with what I can see and hear is humbling.
More importantly I love that
I get to hold everyone that comes forward at the end!
Hugging is my favorite
(next to smiling and laughing).

Being able assist in sparking
divine questioning in a friend who was so certain of his taught and known theological way this past week was life altering. Especially since when he first uncovered that I "did this" or had this 'thang' there was slippery opposition to me as a person and friend.
I felt that because our theological differences were askew that my thing, my beliefs were a 'bad' thing.  So to be understanding, loving even I went to the church where my friend worshiped to understand better his point of view.

Fast forward to this past wednesday. Our friendship blossomed despite a rough beginning as we uncovered that are so very much alike in our search for love and answers that our outside and bigger than ourself as people on this earth, single parents and community members of Jim Thorpe.

I was curious however why he would ask me to travel out of town to 'check something out' with him.

When we arrived at the destination, he asked me to 'walk through' and let him know if I picked up any thing. Disclaimer - he did not tell me where we were going or why.  We were met with his sister and cousin.  I didn't know were were going to have company and I didn't know these other people. So I bit my lip and tuned in my antenna.

I gathered my friend and his family outside the venue after scanning the place to let them all know that we were being greeted by a gentleman who had passed on the property.
The man was confirmed my friends father with the imagery and messages he brought for everyone on site.
My friend explained to me he had found his father who had died of a heart attack in the basement where we were.
I cried too.
Then, unexpectedly - my friends mother also showed up.  His parents were separated long before they both departed this earth. They stood far from one another as to not mince messages or words.

Needless to say it was a tear filled, gut wrenching mind altering experience.
I think for the both of us it was beyond the scope of
what we the people have been taught  in
black and white bible, in my church pew or his.

I think our friendship as it stands is forever solid after this shared experience.  For that I am grateful. But I'm also really thankful that I got to do what I do for someone who was a doubting Thomas at first if you will.  This may go against me stripping away the layers of my ego self or embracing it. I'm not certain.

But regardless of EGO or not - to me personally for what I have seen to date through wide eyes
it was another testament that no matter how much time has past or what we think of the story it is surrounding our loved one's departure
LOVE in all shapes, sizes and forms always remains.















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