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A Simple Touch…

Long gone are the days
when a simple caress
spoke louder than words.
And the warm response that came
said more than words can say.

A simple touch
has meaning and warmth,
has human feelings attached
to its fingertips

A simple touch
when not found
can leave emptyness
in its path.

A simple touch
speaks from the heart
A simple caress
speaks louder than words

Long gone are the days
when the words of a
simple touch
could be heard, again.

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One Hundred Years

Even if it takes one hundred years
I will never understand why
someone has to suffer
as much as Angel does.

All he wanted was
to be left alone.

I will never understand why
Mercy had to go thru all this pain.
All she ever wanted was
to make her parents happy

It’s amazing what we have accomplished
in one hundred years.

Planes, trains and automobiles.
Man on the moon and a rover on Mars.
Found life from outer space and even
debated the existence of naked celebs God.

But does it really take
one hundred years to
improve quality of life?

Many souls suffer and die alone
Nursing homes full of –
forgotten people.
Families too busy to worry,
too busy to care.
Doctors find it easier
to let them go –
easier than to care for them.

I don’t think I can understand that,
even if it takes one hundred years.

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Big Bang..

In an essay called “Before the Big Bang, There Was . . . What?” By Dennis Overbye he states that “Some theorists suggest that the Big Bang was not so much a birth as a transition, a ‘quantum leap’ from some formless era of imaginary time…”

According to quantum physics and the Big Band theory, our universe came from a big band and has been constantly expanding. Has it reached a maximum point of expansion? at which point it will start contracting and shrinking towards its point of origin. This point of origin is called a Black Hole, because it is a dark mass where even light cannot escape its grip. It is a highly compressed mass of matter. So in theory this mass will be so tightly compressed that it will implode and start a Big Band again.

Dennis Overbye continues.. “According to a theory known as eternal inflation, put forward by Dr. Linde in 1986, what we know as the Big Bang was only one out of many in a chain reaction of big bangs by which the universe endlessly reproduces and reinvents itself. ‘Any particular part of the universe may die, and probably will die,’ Dr. Linde said, ‘but the universe as a whole is immortal.'”

Life is constantly expanding and contracting. like our universe, our lives do not have a beginning nor an end. It is not a linear progression with a start or end. It is an infinate cycle of existance. What is, has always been and always will be. Doesn’t this sound like God? the everpresent and almighty source of energy and of course the source of our existance.

The beginning and the end, the Alpha and the Omega.

So shouldn’t we accept the fact that our existance does not have an end, so therefore does not have a beginning. I mean that our linear definition of time is an artificial human construct and not the way that God intended for us to exist. When we die, I believe, is not the end of our existance, but a transition to another form of our existance. For example, when you go on a journey, you get on a plane,train or car and go to your destination. You are not the vehicle for the trip but are the passenger. When you get there you are transformed into ‘vacation mode’ and enjoy a different life. When you get home you are the same person you were before the trip started.

So therefore the trip was only a small part of your life. You have the memories and the good/bad experiences from it, but they are no longer a part of your day today. I believe that our lives are the same way. This trip (our lives) is a small part of who we are. We experience and remember our days but they are only a small spec of our total spiritual existance. We exist in an infinate continuum never ending never dying. Yes our bodies die, but the body is only the vehicle of this part of our journey. It is not our whole existance.

Think of it this way, An acorn growns on the tree and one way it must part ways and must fall to the ground. You may think that it is now dead, that it will now roll away – possibly get washed away, but alas it is only the start. The acorn needs to fall if it will one day become a tree. This is God’s Ultimate Triumph – the continuum of our existance.

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Next Spring – Again

Do not cry for me
on these last days of winter.
For spring is around the corner
and a new day will come.
Soon the sun will rise
and will sit proud in the sky.
Days will be long and
full of life!

Happy and joyful will be my days
seeing old friends, all over again
so please make winter end
and just let spring –
begin again.

This life has been good
and full of joy,
but the cycle of life
comes for us all

Winter, spring, summer and fall
“It is good” said God to us all,
so, see you around,
my little child,
see you around –
next spring again.

Angel, in Hospice
gets tender care.
His body – frail
and weak again –
sets like the sun in a slow descend.
Little by little his winter ends.

Please God, help Angel –
see spring
again.

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More Visitors

After Valmi’s Visit, I have had several more Visitation-type realities. I don’t label them dreams because they are so real – so vivid that I swear that they are real. So vivid & surreal that I need to write them down even though they occurred a while back.

A few years ago, my sister-in-law’s mother passed away. She also came by to say good bye. I was sleeping so therefore I think I need to label it a dream, but It was so vivid that to this day I swear that I was really awake.

Another occurrence was back in January, my mother-in-law-passed away. She was a wonderful caring person and a beautiful soul. This time it was midday – her presence was made clear to me when a quick gust passed in front of me. It had a scent of violets (Her name was Violeta). The strange part was that I was indoors in my house and there was no possible source for a gust to pass so quickly since all the doors were closed.

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