Articles By SaRàH

“The time : my time”

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8:23 pm

My dearest mom, I miss you so much. Don’t worry that I’ve been quiet lately. I’m just a little bit sad for all of you guys and you, mom.

I can see very clearly how your soul and heart tears apart for me and what you have done for me. How did I not see that before?

And the magnitude of your love and pain that you carry makes me so sad. I am simply blown away by the tremendous amount of love all of you had and has for me. What silly boy I was to not have seen all that.

As humans, we are very limited in our comprehension.   That is why as I am ascending, my vision and conception are changing too. There are no words that can explain or deliver to you the love I have for you.

I am so deeply sorry that my leaving caused you so much pain and so much of everything. There’s nothing I can do mom, please understand this.

I could not change this. It was my time. That is all.

The time: my time. The rest is just what it is.

That is why I’m so quiet. I don’t know how to fix all this and make it better. I see that intellectually knowing is not really helping you. That is why there is no lessons for you at this point.

Mom, my dearest, I love you. I’m here and I just want to say to you that all too shall pass. Everything from Earth to heaven is a process for all of us.

Mom, we are still a family and I’m still your son. You still have me. Please think that way.

Though you do not have a need to cook for me or do my laundry, I’m still with you very much so. Make room for me; don’t push me aside. I am family, love, and your son.

Conversation with G-d

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 G-d will lift my pain

G-d will lift my pain coming in my house and into my heart
He whispers his wisdom and his compassion
Dissolving my pain in his ultimate kindness
He hugs me softly, wipes my tears

and says:

“Here…here my child…here…here
I will sit next to you as long as you need it
You are very much loved my daughter, my sweetheart.
Your son is safe, his soul so joyful,
He is sending you his hugs and kisses.

He is jelly and he is merry
He is calm and content
He is loved by all my angels
And of course by me, his Father God.

You, his mommy, that I know
But I am his father,
I protect and love him too.
Let him go,

Let him be in my arms.
Give me him with open heart
Give me him with love and trust.

Let him go to my arms
Let him go to my care
Let him go to my care

Let him go,
And then you will see the marvels of my love for you and him.

He is your son, but I am your father.
He is your child – but you are my baby
Release him; let his soul fly, soar, assent.
I am asking you to leave his soul and

Then I will come and will lift your pain”.

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Introduction to Part 1

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Part 1: Covers from 05.05.2008 to 07.04.2008

InMy-iPad-Retina-Wallpaper-HD-Water(67)-thumb one of the normal days of my life, the humongous Wave of Destiny swallowed me. She came after me while I was in bed, for the first and only time I had fallen asleep, waiting for my son to come home from his night shift with Ambulance.

It was Friday, 04.18.08, at 1:10 a.m. Two days before full moon. That is when she forced herself into my bedroom and grabbed and swept me away. Only to be sucked into a swirling vortex, the pathway into the Desert of Death. That is how and when my Journey started.

Needless to say, nothing was left untouched by that wave. Distraction after distraction was taking place. She took her time and with purposeful force was coming back over and over again till there was no more left of what could even possibly resemble my Life Before.

The magnitude of her weight and energetic power that was released by the divine hand that came crashing on me, on us, is simply indescribable. Only those who were covered by her know what I am taking about. No one else will be able to grasp it. No offense.

Those first days, weeks, months, I had no idea how to breathe, walk, or just be. I knew nothing about what was awaiting me. I entered the place of the unknown and ambiguous. Everything was unfolding very fast, silently and forcefully. The adrenaline of a shock was running in my veins.

The conversations with my son kept me alive. His vivid, energetic presence was always there. Yet to some degree it all was confusing, and at times I was losing myself in between worlds, not knowing what exactly all these meant. One day I knew everything and was very clear, the next day nothing made sense.

Now looking back, I wonder how I was even able to make it from one day to another. I was “naïve” and had no idea what awaits me. No one ever can be ready for this kind Journey. No one.

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