Do you believe in life after loss? (Part 8)

Dear Reader

I wanted to take a minute to say thank you to you. Thank you for taking time out of your busy schedule to stop by and read my story and share it with anyone who you feel could benefit from my experience. So from the bottom of my heart “THANK YOU!” Putting myself out here on the internet was scary at first. However the responses to my story and how it has been able to help others has inspired me to keep adding to it. It is also a good check in so those who know me personally also get to see my progress.

So continuing on with where I left off in the previous post with how I was feeling on the train being filled with so much joy and emotion, essentially complete serenity. To catch you up that week was a very nice week, it was almost like a liberation. However, an interesting discovery was made. I happen to reconnect with an old co worker of mine. It was great to catch up and be filled in on missing details on each others lives.  We had both lost our Dad’s and I was explaining my story from my perspective about how both Mom and Dad were no longer here and throughout life the amount of people that I have gotten the opportunity to get to know. There’s so much positive reinforcement, and all the sudden I stopped talking. My friend had to ask me if I was alright and apparently I was having one of those revelation moments where something was “clicking.” What it was was this, with the amount of people I have the wonderful pleasure of meeting and becoming friends with in life. Their support means a lot. It is like a substitute for the love my parents had for me and I felt like I was standing at a brick wall that was dimly lit with a torch. I could sense the “love” or the ball of energy from inside this wall, it’s like I felt the wall and it was warm but that is all I could sense. I wasn’t able to feel the full force of whatever it was filling me up (like riding on the train in the previous post, feeling that serenity, the overwhelming emotion). I found this to be interesting. I felt nothing, just space. No emotion or anything. 

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In a previous therapy session I was asked to close my eyes and what did I see. My answer was a dimly lit hallway, like a school and I could hear distant echos, this experience of standing at this brick wall made we think of this time in session, don’t really know if it is a relation however there was a time the next day when I heard in the back of my head “acceptance” and “the wall of your/my heart.”  Now what I haven’t said up to this point was that I decided to purchase the audiobook version of another book that was recommended to me by a dear conworker. The book is entitled: 

The Garden Within by Dr Anita Phillips

What I found to be very interesting about this book is the relation of key elements in the Bible, from Jesus’s life to the relation to us as human beings. Now I don’t wanna give the book away, as in a book report. What I would like to say is how when I was reading the book myself I had one vision of it, but hearing the author read her own work in her own spoken voice emphasis and all. When I first read the book I wasn’t sure it was for me. Having read and listened to this book I am now convinced this was meant for my eyes and ears. In my workings with other books and the therapist I have begun to discover that I am a gardener. What I have been doing is cultivating my own garden. This book seemed to be a sum all for me reaffirming things for me to show me that what I have been working. Answers if you will. Let me explain. 

While I was listening to the audiobook version Dr Anita Phillips writes in her book:

“Heart is soil”

“Emotions are in heart, emotions drive thinking in the brain”

“Healed hearts can quiet troubled minds”

“First we think, then we feel, then we do”

“Always guard the heart”

“Renewing our minds begins with the heart”

“Emotion begins in the body not the mind”

These few lines when I heard her say them resonated with me.  The experiences of feeling the physical body pains, to my nerves spiking  out of control, sitting in the driveway with a panic attack (more than one time) realizing that as each event was alleviated I realized the books I have been reading were a help. The Garden Within seemed to be a cultivation of all the emotions and what I was feeling, having gone through, I was getting answers. Things made sense. It’s one thing to speak something or think something, it is another when it registers. Kinda like dealing with a full plate and many things have been scraped off and discarded.

For a long time I have been looking back through a lot of the events in my life. A few of those events stick out. As much as I love my parents I had had to admit to myself that I have been mentally abused and I have been verbally abused. I still love them with all my heart. I know that they did the best they could under the circumstances of the time when I was growing up. However they aren’t the only source to being mentally abused and verbally abused and I also know that I am not alone. There have been a lot of things I have had to do alone that I know therapy will help me with. To put it behind me. As I continue to undo the traumas of the past I am reminded on a regular basis of how much I am loved and supported. That is a great feeling. I know I am not alone with that, but remember the first thing I did when all this had started was make a phone call to a dear friend and learn that I was powerless. There is strength in numbers, there have been people, places and things placed along my path that I now can look back and see that one of those items was already there in life for me to assist me along the way. Back then I wasn’t aware. But now things are becoming even more aware. I know the path I am on is a long one. With the events that I have personally witnessed and shared some with the world I know I am on a path that was laid out for me. The times I felt like I was closed off or didn’t know where to turn. A door, window or turn in the path happened. If I was on a phone call, the call was placed, a conversation happened and many times in that conversation and answer came. 

I would like to give you a snippet of my last therapy session. All of this information in this post was sent to my therapist and she was made well aware of the events. When we started this last session, it was noted that there is alot of fear that runs through me. She asked me to close my eyes and asked me what was driving the fear. At first there wasn’t anything. About a min later I had a flash in my head of the plane flight back (was already stated in a previous post) and the dentist chair. The dentist chair was the earlier memory. She asked me to describe to her what that was like. For the majority of my life the dentist has been a huge trigger for me. So I began to explain that mom took me, from what I can remember I was maybe 8 or so at the time, and as I was explaining what was going on I felt myself begin to cringe and not really be over taken by the situation but remember very vividly what happened. It was an orthodontist, I remember being in the chair, mom was in the other room, I was stuck with a needle in my mouth, which was novocane. I just remember hearing the drill and how scary it was. I don’t remember hearing anything about what was going to happen and I just remember I was crying, I felt like I was being tortured. Which looking at it now doesn’t seem that bad but living in that moment I was horrified. Along with telling the therapist this information, I had a vision pop in my head about my mother and my father’s funerals. The therapist found this interesting because we were in the present looking back and items in the future popped up. Why? They are linked. They all share very similar items to them.  The therapist made sure to state to me that “I promise the brain we will come back to these other feeder memories for processing, but for now we need to continue with the original memory”

Being that frightened 8 year old boy in that chair , I was alone (meaning by myself), I was scared and there was no one to comfort me. The key thing here I didn’t know I needed comforting. That is what came out of the therapy session. This goes back to something I wrote in an earlier post about “not sweating the small things” I can see now after 40 years on how this small thing has turned into something huge. The therapist and I will be pending a lot of time in this area of my life. My younger self is still in a lot of pain, the traumas that I have experienced have been talked about, but there is no emotion that comes with them. I am not sure if it is because I am “numb” to the feeling or the awareness hasn’t allowed me to fully feel those areas. I do know I am not alone with dealing with my own past. It has governed alot of what I don’t do in life. Time will tell for sure on how moving through this will allow me to fully live. 

This dear reader is where I will end this post. A lot of things have happened in the recent past of this writing. I certainly hope that what I have written here resonates with someone that all it takes is a phone call or reach out to someone and start the process of the internal healing. As I write this there is a lot I can look back on and see where I have been and what I have gone through. Reading all of these books especially the last two, the Untethered Soul and now the garden within have helped me on my journey back to wholeness. I will be back soon with more to share. 

Until next time 

Do you believe in life after loss? (Part 7 Addendum)

Dear Reader, 

This next post is a unique post due to the fact that I was starting to write Part 8 in this series, but decided to halt writing it because this is breaking information. Over the last few days some interesting things have happened and I thought I would share. The reason why I would is because it is over the last post, the book in which I mentioned “The Untethered Soul.”

So over this past weekend I have had a lot of company from out of town visiting, which is very heartwarming and greatly appreciated. However, one friend in particular and I had a conversation about this book and it was mentioned that every time her or I read the book there seems to be a different perspective or a message that is received from it. I decided to give the audio book another listen. I figured it was time to again, sure why not. Well I am glad that I did. It hit me yesterday as the audiobook was completing. And what was it that hit me. Well it is a blend of ideals, or things that have happened to me over the span of time. My head did a shake, like a realization or a click happened. Allow me to explain:

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In my recent therapy session there’s been a little trouble processing the time around my mother’s surgery from ovarian cancer back in 2005. Now those who know me know that my mother was always there for me, she fought battles for me and of course she had her own challenges in life. However this was a time unfortunately when her physical time on this planet was starting to come to an end. My therapist and I tried once to process this and my defenses kicked in, walls went up almost instantly. The therapist saw this, brought it to light. The next day after session I was in shambles, nerves were going to what seemed a mile a min, tears and stomach wrenches were running me all over, all I could do was cry. The therapist was there via messaging that next day to help me through whatever was going on. In essence she said “now, the body is giving us permission to move forward.” Of course I am no stranger to allowing thoughts and feelings run about, but this was something different. Once the two weeks had passed and it was time for therapy again, it was time to see what would I be allowed to do. I was ok going into session and what I can tell you is things went better than I expected. However during my session my therapist likes to ask me about where I wanna be or thinking about while this is going on. I get 3 choices, on a river bank watching a river flow by, laying on my back in a field watching the clouds go by, or on a train watching the country side go by. (If you have seen previous posts to this series you know I have a love of trains, if not feel free to scroll back and check those posts out). I always choose the train. Why?

Well I have a vision in my head of riding one, Amtrak. A few years ago I decided to utilize it to get myself around the east coast of the United States a little bit. I am not a fan of flying, the last time I few was in March of 2005, it was a return trip from my mother’s surgery, the family had gotten news that all of the cancer couldn’t be gotten and it was then I knew that Mom’s life was now shortened. On the flight back, with having to deal with that information, it was a turbulent flight (nonstop) from Buffalo, NY to Orlando, FL. It’s March, the air is cold up north and warmer down south. The flight was extremely turbulent not to mention I had an inner ear infection. So a trifecta was going on. Found out Mom’s life was shortened, turbulent scary flight back, and I wasn’t feeling good. This area of my life I believe holds a lot of the traumas that I am facing now. However, on the flight I sat next to a family heading south to escape the chilly weather up north. The destination of the family was where I happen to work. I remember sitting int he seat and every time the plane shuttered from turbulence I was gripping the handle of the seat real hard and I guess some would call that “grounding” myself 37000 feet in the air. However, the husband noticed what was happening to me and he asked if I was alright, I told him everything that happened and the events of the week. He looked at me and told me that “you’re going to be alright, you will make it through this.” I see those as comforting words now, being locked on a plane and all I wanted to do was get on the ground. I vowed to myself that day I wouldn’t be flying again. The anxiety of it was jsut to much for me to bear on top of everything that had transpired. The flight arrived AOK and I was more than grateful to be back on the ground. The next day the family that I had been on the flight with took time out of their busy vacation schedule to stop by at work to check on me. Imagine a family that planned time for themselves, wanted to check on me. I see that now as wonderful thing. 

So this has me thinking, with all of the events and therapy sessions I have been going to this path I am on is the correct path for me. Why? Well let’s go back to the vision of me riding on a train before the flight area of this post. I remember the feeling of being on the train so vividly. The train was rolling along through the state of Connecticut, I remember looking out of the window and seeing the beautiful blue water, the coast and sailboats in the water. It was a beautiful sunny day.

The vision that I think of in therapy about riding a train watching the scenery go by, the feeling was pure bliss

As you can see from the image above, the feeling I had flowing through me was that of this is what I wanted to be apart of. A truly overwhelming feeling that was filling me with wonderful love and energy. The best way I can describe this feeling is maybe think about your favorite food that you haven’t had the chance to have in a while. What is that feeling of smelling it being cooked, like an Italian dish or when you are walking and you get a whiff of coffee (if you happened to drink and appreciate coffee) Maybe think about once the dish is done and you get to sit down and eat it. What do you do? Wolf it down cause your starved or getting the last buds ready for when you open your mouth and you finally get to taste those flavors, you close your eyes and just appreciate the mouthgasm that is going on. THAT is the feeling I got when I was on the train. However in therapy something wasn’t connecting, I wasn’t feeling that I jsut “saw” it in my head. Today as I write this I have a different mentality. I think something has shifted in my brain. I am appreciating (for today) what is going on. 

Taken shortly after the selfie above whisking along the rails at about 130 MPH

It seems that the more I go through life, the more I am discovering things that have been told aren’t true. Now I will say this is my experience it doesn’t mean it will be that for everyone. “To thine own self be true” Boy that really seems to be true, but one that doesn’t seems to be “Don’t sweat the small stuff,” this is one that I have discovered for me that isn’t true. The small things in my life have added up to some HUGE things. It’s almost like I didn’t know that back with mom’s surgery I needed to grieve the entire process and I didn’t know I need to grieve the trauma and panic I felt on the plane on the way back. There have been many time even getting into an elevator recently “bothered” me. So maybe it is time I “sweat the small stuff.” Maybe it is time to take full appreciation of the wonders that we have in life and not be drawn into things that are upsetting (to the best of one’s ability). I have referenced the movie “Ferris Bueller’s Day Off” more than once in my life. Matthew Broderick’s character says in the movie “Life, if you don’t stop and take a look once in a while, you could miss it.” How true is that, like the reference before about one’s favorite food, maybe a beautiful sunset, when those perfect days and or nights are there with the weather and you jsut feel perfectly at peace. When all is well and there’s not a damn thing wrong. This is how the train ride made me feel and what I have been feeling since yesterday. Maybe not “sweat the little things” maybe it is time to appreciate “the little things, instead of sweating them” and I do mean the little things, appreciate them all. 

I have found myself recently messaging and talking to people I haven’t in a while. I have found myself letting people know that in my life I am happy that we are connected and that they as a person they  “MATTER” it could be just a phone call, wacky text message with personal jokes that pick one up and make one laugh. It could be an appreciation of someone just as they are. Thinking back on situations that have come up and I am thinking WAY back to my childhood in life. People have been either met or placed there to assist me through tough times. That is a very heart warming thing for sure. It has happened more times than I can count on my hands and toes. Realizing that at one point I was completely powerless over this situation and that a single phone call that was made started a chain reaction of events along this path that I have been on. Now you tell me for me to come what seems to be full circle seems to be one of the greatest learning lessons thus far in life. Oh how god works in mysterious ways …..

One of the things I have also discovered about myself recently was that part of me needs a lot of reassurance. I know I am not alone in that. The most simplest compliment can go along way. Especially when it is a mutual thing amongst people. I will admit looking back over the span of life, especially with my accomplishments, things that I had set out to do and honestly I had forgotten some of them feels like I am being reassured to invest in me. Seeing that in myself is a wonderful feeling. I have come to discover the “no news is good news” doesn’t work for me. Even at my job where parts of me “know” I know what I am doing, hearing it helps me a long. Lately it has been having to come from my peers and other connections in life rather than the company, but the lesson I have learned here is that “I need to hear it.” What I can tell you is that since yesterday, there feels like a shift and this is very heart warming and encouraging. The simple fact that it seems to have registered tells me, again, this is the correct path for me to be on. Some might call this maturing and some might have another name for it. The realization in my head is that it’s like a sense of being renewed, and I like it. 

In the next post Dear Reader I have another book for you. I decided to listen to this one. I have the physical book but there is something about the way the authors read their own material and the different perspectives and the AH-HA moments that happen.  Thank you for taking the time out of your busy schedule to read my story. In reality it should be “easy,” however that’s not always the case. Feel free to share this or any other post with someone who you think might benefit from what life has bestowed me. As I have told others, I can look back and see where I have come from, the darkness, the light and who knows what the future holds. This week seems to be a good sign of the work, time or what have you has and is making a difference.

Until Next Time. 

Do you believe in life after loss? (Part 7)

Dear Reader:

In this post I feel that it is finally time to emerge from some of the grief process that I have been experiencing up to this point. The reason why I say that is this. The next book I decided to read came as a suggestion from a dear friend of mine, that I don’t get to see all that often. However when I started reading this book I felt such a resonation with it. It was almost as if the book was speaking to parts of me that either I hadn’t been in touch with in a while, or a feeling of emergence, per se.

The title of the next book is: The Untethered Soul by Michael A. Singer

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As of the writing of this post, I believe I have read the book cover to cover 6 times and for when I am on the go I decided to purchase the audiobook version of it as well. Every time that I read it or listen to it I feel that it speaks to different parts of me. I began highlighting so many parts of the book, I feel as though the words written on the page were sending signals to the deepest reaches of me. I bought the book about 6 months ago, I have made sure to recommend this book to many people, especially if I hear something come from them that could seem like an item is “stuck” or it is difficult to get over.

So allow me to explain why this book is one of the best books to this date that I read and why I feel it is a great thing. It was through reading this book along with my therapist, meditations and everything else I mentioned before that I began to realize more of what my real challenges were. Yes I have lost both of my parents. However loosing my father seemed to trip the trigger on a series of events. Loosing him was the most recent “trauma” if you will. That word “trauma” has come around again and again. The storms of thoughts in my head seemed to be my brain letting my therapist know (and ultimately me) what those traumas were (and still are to this day). Once I began to see what the extent of it, I was in shock I think more than anything. I said to myself, well if this is what all of this is, then it is more than time to take care of it. What I had begun to realize is that, it was all the trauma of my entire life. It seemed that everything from when I was a kid growing up to where I sit today writing this post. As it was explained to me by my therapist, the brain starts with the most recent and works backwards. In fact I am still writing things on a note if I get a mental flash on something and saving it for a therapy session.

One of the first things that began to sink in for me on The Untethered Soul, was the explanation about how we all have that inside voice in our heads and getting it to shut up. However it just starts up again. What I have learned through this experience is that, if something is on the brain the more energy it is given the more of a storm it can create, thus the challenge I was having. There was no way for what was on the brain to be released the pressure of the situation I was in kept winding up and winding up. I have now learned how the body ideally deals with “stored energy” or storm of the head as I have called it. First the brain attempts to get rid of it, and if it can’t it goes to the heart. If the heart can’t get rid it, then it becomes stored. unfortunately for me I was an over saturated sponge. It was about this time last year I was out of work on that three week personal leave of absence. Today I am at work writing this post to you. I can see all of the events of the last year. interesting on what a year can show you, even though it has been a very long year.

The many hours I have spent in tears or emotional upheaval were all part of this process. So the beginning of books started to show me, in simple terminology what was going on with me. The book ideally is a spiritual book. However I don’t personally think one needs to be a spiritual person to understand this book. I am a spiritual person, and I feel this book was sent to me to assist me on my path back to wholeness. Why you might ask? allow me to tell you another story.

After the third time reading the book I happen to be at work, coming off of my lunch break. What happens after one eats, well we all need the bathroom, sure why not. After that I needed to wash my hands, got the soap and did the whole twenty second thing, rinsed them off and as I looked up in the mirror, it was like I saw “me” and said well “hello Phil” there was absolutely nothing in my head. Nothing causing me distress it is like the essence or spirit of “me” was present, fully alert, and comprehending everything that was going on. I cannot begin to explain how wonderful the rest of the evening was for me. I knew I had stumbled onto something great and that I was on the path destined for me. Granted since then there was emotional upheveal and more the body decided it was time for “trauma” or stored energy to go. However I have kept in mind that day in the restroom at work. I saw “me” the peace I felt that day warms my heart even as I type this. I can’t even count how many times I have recommended that book to the people I know. A few of them have gotten back to me to let me know what it did for them. Possibly seeing things in a different light, or realizing whatever the situation was going on there wasn’t anything further they could do, but be themselves, or what’s beyond one person’s control.

Later in the book it is mentioned about another “book” per se entitled:

“Tao de Ching” – it’s a Chinese book about “living in the way” which is the title of the chapter in Michael’s book. So I decided after hearing the chapter of living in “the way” what more was this about. In a nutshell, it is a chapter about living in the center. Don’t live in the extremes. A good example from the chapter was an explanation of someone who is visually impaired. The person needs to use a cane or walking stick and how that cane or walking stick moves from side to side essentially showing the visually impaired person where the “extremes” are and where they should walk, “ in the center.” Now I will admit I am not a person who like to live in the extremes. For a short while I was there attempting to understand a new realm in life. After reading this portion (and later purchasing the audiobook of the Tao de Ching) I began to realize for a lot of my life, I was living in “the way” and I didn’t know there was a term for it. Lately I have been reminding myself even when driving, it isn’t worth going to an extreme. I guess now that I think about it I have often stated that I want my life to be less stress, less drama and less of something that comes out of a bull. This is another one of those live realization dear reader. What a grateful feeling this is!

The reason I brought up about relaxing when driving is we have all been there, when someone decided they are going to get around you or cut you off, and im sure most of us have been there saying things cause it upset us. The next time it happens, stop relax and pay attention to what is going on in the body. YUP, don’t hold on to it. Let it go. I have myself felt my chest clench up, the heart rate rise some. THAT is what isn’t worth it. Relax let it go. Why let it work on you and take things from you. Added stress and tension just isn’t worth it. This is a lot of what I learned from reading this book. There is a lot more I could say, however I think I will allow this post to show more of what the last five to six months have done for me. to be able to sit here and not have anything buzz in my head (yes there are times it does and that is why I am continuing to pursue more EMDR therapy sessions). However the “charge” they have in there has gone down and before they get re energized well I think they need to be processed.

Lately I can say some of the conversations I have had I find myself saying, “well I dont’ remember all of what happened, it seems that the lesson was learned or the charge has been process” It is a good feeling to know that the amount of time and effort one can invest in thyself that there are rewards and a greater feeling in life when all that turmoil calms down. It seems that there are many avenues to help address issues and challenges that all of us at one time or another may face. it is difficult to just “get over it.” It is easier said than done. I have been working with this for a good year and a half and I do not intend to stop. I care alot about myself and many others that I am connected personally in life. Is this work hard? absolutely, there are many times that the pain I have felt is very great. Something else I learned along with journey and that has made me more aware of thing is this. If something was stored with pain, it must be released with pain. The pain can come back in a flash, taking you right back to where you were at the time things happened. How do I know this? I have experienced it personally and have uncovered more things that will be dealt with. The plate seems to be getting washed and dirtied back up with things. However I can see the amount of progress I have made. It is a good feeling, however I know there is more to go. I hope these posts have helped you personally or someone you love or care for. Traumas in life happen all the time. I am not an expert, but I am becoming more aware of how the simplest thing can affect a person.

I would like to thank the many of you who are following my journey. Sharing your thoughts. Posting comments or letting me know how my journey is similar to yours in some ways. I’ll be back soon with another post. This post started in 2023 however I have decided to post it in 2024. Since the initial writing of this post, I have discovered even more things I would like to share with you all. As my therapist has said, “you are on a path to wholeness, this is something the body does naturally.” To know this warms my heart. To begin to feel like a person once again without having shooting pain nerves or headaches. I am not sure if this series of titled posts will continue or a title change will happen. This is just how I am feeling at this moment.

— Until next time Dear Reader —

Do you believe in life after loss? (Part 6)

Dear Reader,

In this next post and continuing to share about my journey from the time my father passed away until this day to write you and share my story with the world, I would like to continue sharing the books that have assisted me along with way. Really looking back on this last almost two years, it started to hit me about a year after he passed that there were things that needed to be taken care of. So let me kick this one right off.

After reading “The Four Agreements” and “the Fifth Agreement” (discussed in my previous post) I would to add a book that goes a little deeper to help someone. It is called. “Getting passed you past” by Francine Shapiro:

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Do you believe in life after loss? (Part 5)

Dear Reader,

Up until this point there’s been a lot of information on things that have happened in the past and how the processes that I have gone through with how to get my life back after the loss of my father. However if you have read all the posts up until this point, I think you are seeing like I am how much more this has become. A lifetime of loss, lots of pain, lots of suffering, which I know I am not alone. These are events of my life and how I am choosing me, stepping forward everyday that I can. This has not been an easy process and ideally no one can help with you as an individual. Everything is different for everyone. I have had the opportunity to speak with a lot of people and some of the things they have gone through. Clearly things are different for everyone. In this next post I am hoping to show through where I have been to the guy sitting here at work on his iPad and feeling a lot more clarity on things, and being present with just hearing the buildings air conditioning fan blowing and not another sound except me typing. This is how I know I am on my way to wholeness.

There is just something about a beautiful sunset sky after a rain shower that can bring peace to you. Just gazing up and looking at it can take you another place.
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Do you believe in life after loss? (Part 4)

Dear Reader,

This is a continuation of the previous 3 posts on “Do you believe in life after loss?” If you have read the previous posts, I would like to expand on the three weeks that I decided to take off work as part of my leave of absence and the events that happened during that time.

A little back story for you. When I was a child growing up mom was very religious. Now I will make this statement, I am not here to push anything on anyone. I merely want to help set the stage for the rest of the post, everyone in my opinion has the right to choose in whatever higher power or not for themselves to believe or not to believe. So as I was saying, Mom was very religious, and her lot in life was to spread the word of God to many people. She would always explain to me things about the Bible, the common stories that I am sure a lot of us on this beautiful planet know about in some form or another. But the key thing I remember from this time in growing up is how “God works in mysterious ways.” This is the key for this post and something Mom said quite often.

This photo was taken about 5 months before the events of these posts, what I didn’t see coming. I see happiness in this photo, but darkness was an underlying thing. It is moments like this that I have chosen to reflect upon life and where I know I can achieve this happiness again.
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Do you believe in life after loss? (Part 3)

Dear Reader,

This post is a continuation from the previous post “Do you believe in life after loss? (Parts 2 and 1) respectively. This is where I decided to shorten the post and let it sit in my head for a few days to begin work on the next phase of processing things, loss if you will.

What I wasn’t exactly understanding about what was going on with me was the amount of emotion, the build up that I was carrying. I mentioned in the precious post about writing a letter, you know one of those get it out of you and burn, shred, or destroy letters as you send it off to the universe as a way of making an amends. Well for me personally I have never been afraid of showing emotion, but I think this next paragraph will help one understand the level of emotion that had yet to be “let loose.” To continue the story:

There is something about water that can be calming. The day this picture was taken was a day that I had “clarity” and felt like “me”
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Do you believe in life after loss? (Part 2)

Dear reader,

This is the second part of of the previous post of “Do you believe in life after loss?” Where I asked the question and answered it with a “Yes.” From my own personal experiences with losses in life, the largest loss being the passing of my father, which has made me feel like an orphan and wondering how in the world would I make it. Mom was the first to pass and Dad 15 years later. What I do know is that for about a year after my father passed I was “ok.” That’s what I can see now looking back on all of the events that have transpired. However I now also see that I didn’t take the time I needed for myself to allow all the waves of feelings and emotions to pass out of me. There was MORE than a lot of hurt. I understand that it is life and this is a destiny for all of us at some point or another.

One of the things I have been doing to keep my own spirits up and keep working on me. A morning walk – taken August 11, 2023
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Do you believe in life after loss?

This post dear reader is one of a more personal post. After all this little site is about sharing experiences. As people we don’t realize things until the storms of life have surrounded someone and as the old saying goes, “can’t see past the end of your nose.” I would like to make a disclaimer before proceeding in that 1. I am NOT a doctor, just sharing experiences in life. 2. My hope in sharing this will maybe help someone out there who may read it and find solace with whatever is going on with whoever is reading this and reach out to others to help themselves.

If life seems dark and closed in, just think and look to the light
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Benny Vitali’s, Fredericksburg, Virginia

Pulling from one of my earlier posts that I took an Amtrak trip up the east coast. I had to make a stop to see some very important people and I was introduced to Benny Vitali’s in downtown Fredericksburg, Virginia. It’s home of the Virginia Slice. The slice is two paper plates long. The whole pie is 28 inches. Now that is some pizza! I am sure there are other pizza pies in the world that are larger, this was just one I had experienced for myself. Of course they have other things than pizza, but this was worth the trip and stop over.

Benny’s is some good stuff!
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