After writing last night, I realized quickly that I needed to do some energy work to clear myself and re-focus on my intention of healing my heart. So I went upstairs to the attic and did another amazing Light Integration on myself, something I learned recently at a course in Chicago. I am always a little amazed at just how centered and balanced and cleared I feel after doing an energy integration.
I have always wanted to learn how to meditate. But despite week-long retreats to Ashrams in India and attendance at a variety of different yoga centres, I have not been able to even sit still and concentrate, let alone move into any sort of centred connection with the Divine Ground of Being. I suppose yet another gift from my journey with my wee Prince Harry has been that, having had my heart cracked open with love and grief, I have finally opened my heart and can sit in the quite of the night and feel my heart sing with love and light. I can't quite explain it.
And so last night, I sat still, immobile really, after my integration, and opened my heart and simply sat in peace and love, not sure for how long, half an hour, an hour maybe. It is in those really quite moments, I can feel Harry sitting right next to me. I can feel him place his hand on mine and lean his head against my arm. And we talk. He reassures me that he is okay and that we, Henry, Lydia and I will be okay too. I asked him to stay close to us, this next month, that we really need to feel him close, to help us get through this time.
I went to bed at 1:30, but I slept solidly and deeply until 7:30 and awoke feeling refreshed.
Then this morning, a good friend J can by and I did a light integration on her. We were working in our attic, and just when we were starting, J suddenly noticed that there was a perfect rainbow on the ceiling in the alcove by the front attic window, just behind where I was standing.
I smiled, and said, "Well hello, Harry".
I knew it was him. And he will be close to us this month. Giving us the love we need to walk through the pain.
Love,
Cynthia
p.s Happy Birthday Sarah!!!!!
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About this blog
- Kathleen and Gareth
- We are Harry's aunt and uncle and we live just around the corner from Harry's Mom and Dad and his big sister Lydia in Wolseley, a neighbourhood in Winnipeg. At the end of February, when Harry was just ten months old, doctors at the Children's Hospital here in Winnipeg discovered that he had an exceptionally rare form of liver cancer, specifically a Rhabdoid tumour that had metastasized into his lungs and lymph nodes. This blog has tracked Harry's valiant and joy-filled journey from the time he was diagnosed until his gentle passing from this life on August 3rd. We continue to remember and celebrate Harry with occasional messages from his family and reports on the memorial fund set up in his name. We continue to invite you to engage with Harry's legacy by posting messages here.
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"Walk on a rainbow trail; walk on a trail of song, and all about you will be beauty. There is a way out of every dark mist, over a rainbow trail"
~Virgina Woolf
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