The Voice

For the first time in a very long time, the interference was gone. l compare it to static on a radio so loud that no station can come in clearly. That was happening without letup to me. I could not hear God. I could not tune into my Zone, my Zen, my Paradise. That static left me restless, with insomnia, exhausted. Yet I would not give in to my lower emotions and I hung on with all I had to Faith. No I couldn’t feel my Connection to Source, but I knew it was still there!

One day I went out to a forest with my cameras and realized there was no interference and very easily I slipped into my Zone. Oh oh oh!!! For the absolute JOY! Finally I could slip into the NOW Moment where nothing existed except for the very Moment! That mind-breaking noise was gone! I meandered paths soaking up the glorious sites and feeling the Energy of Divinity. I’m back I’m back I silently shouted, here in my Zone. I am in heaven again!

Thinking upon a decision I made lately that was not an easy one that again finds me sacrificing for the sake of my sanity, I heard a voice I haven’t heard since 2015. This voice came unexpectedly from out of the blue, completely stopping both my feet and breath. I heard my Dad clearly as if he was standing next to me and I could feel him as well! In that moment I realized how much I miss him as I heard him say, “I am so proud of you, Amy, my girl!” “Oh, Dad”, I cried! Sure enough tears came and my heart twisted with agony. “How I love you and have missed you!”

As I stood there trying to regain my composer, my eyes were drawn to an area which for some reason felt like my Dad. Don’t ask me why. I don’t know. But when I saw this

I just felt my Dad. Perhaps this image represents the broken man my Dad became after he fought the Nazis in WWII and that I now have a much better understanding of. The Veil is thinning, my friends. Since my Dad’s passing in 2015, I have not felt him nor have I sensed or heard him. But not this day. I couldn’t see him but I felt as if my Dad was standing directly next to me.

I knew I had to pull myself together and in continuing my walk, I saw a scene that again stole my breath. I was entranced. I couldn’t tear my eyes away until finally as my eyes cleared of tears, I could take a picture. I did.

After taking the picture I kept soaking solace and peace from what was before me. From out of the periphery of my vision, I saw a man with two boys. Usually I say “hi” to those who pass me, but that day I just stood still as a statue unable to break eye contact with this scene. However, as the older little boy passed me, he said, “Hi!” to me, something that never has happened before. It is I who say hello first to kids.

Taken by surprise I tore my eyes from this scene and looked at this little boy. In return I said with great enthusiasm, “Hi yourself! Thank you so much for saying hi to me.” His Father told him to say “you’re welcome” to me and off they went as I began to walk in the opposite direction. Could it be possible my Dad was again talking to me through this little boy? If so, I know how my heart now smiled!

I hope this little story encourages you. There is a moral to this story you know. When determined not to be dragged into the absolute insanity happening in the world today, hanging onto Faith that again my Connection will be both felt and heard, Good things do eventually happen. And since that day, my JOY has stayed for the most part and my Connection to Source open and strong.

Now would you care to see the rest of the pictures I took that day? Here you are …… please enjoy!!! Use your heart/mind connection to “feel” the Sacred Connection I have with Mother. Allow those feelings to uplift you towards heavenly places. So much Love to all of you!!

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