I lit your yahrzeit memorial candle on Wednesday night on Zoom with our children. I felt your spirit with me all day via mental images. You seem happy. Although you wore a beard and moustache most of your adult life, I see you in Spirit without it, from age 26 and younger, in familiar poses stored in our photo albums.
I canceled the in-person visit to a local synagogue on account of feeling contagious and tired. For some cruel repeat, I caught Covid in early February, just like last year, and spent a week laid up. I used my pajama time to discover and read, “Life After Death: The Burden of Proof” by Dr. Deepak Chopra. I love his depth of research and story telling style. He explores cultural, spiritual, and scientific approaches to life after death.
I’m going to take a deep breath and see if your voice comes through my fingers.
Stop trying so hard. Yes, try, but not so hard. Patience. All is coming. Soon it will be known. For now, enjoy it moment to moment. No hurry. No rush. Patience, all is coming. Soon it will be known. Thank you for everything, even for not cooking when you knew one day you could. I’m sorry you’re not feeling good pie. Yes, I’m in the sky. Don’t ask me why. Fry the pie. It’s a tie. on Rye. Zero days. The door is within you. It’s deep inside. When you need me, I am here. Journey deep within and call to me. It’s where I dwell. You, me, and all that there is. Ready for your awakening. In due time. Now is not that time. You have more to do. Your soul purpose is unfolding. Lay in wait, learn, move towards your excitement and listen. Do not fear. All are one. One is all. Truth will triumph. The meek shall overcome. We are one. I love you Pie. I didn’t have to die. That is why I see you cry. It’s time for you to write it all down. From birth to passive income in six months.
Your voice inside my head