I thought I'd start with the end ........
I decided to do so, for many reasons, I want to do it, but when I start writing I start to turn around, do me a coffee ', then I eat a yogurt, then I am reminded that I must do something urgently, after me I can think of another and so 'on ... the days pass, or as the song says ... pass by Battiato the years pass and while unaware of the true meaning of life .... one of the favorite songs of Prisca ... But those who live daily with the thought that his life will be 'a short passage, do not ever lose the sense or at least the search for meaning. Cosi 'e' was for her and so 'and the' for me, I have lived in symbiosis with Prisca for years and even more 'today, which continues to live in my heart, through me and those who love it.
We did research of various kinds together, tested various fields, philosophy (in recent years do not lose even a festival of philosophy), meditation, Reiki, psychics seminars entitled "Life After Life", all for understand the meaning of life and beyond.
a Monday ' March 5, 9 telephoned the hospital that the situation had deteriorated further, to go away. For a week we were waiting and hoping for improvements that never came. On Sunday they had come to Bergamo her friends more 'related to her, but their condition was not possible to see it: he was kept under anesthesia, with tubes connected to her and so many different machines.
I had hoped for a miracle until the last. On Sunday evening I was asked to stay the night next to her, I wanted to keep her hand, to make them courage, but I will not permit it.
When we arrived, Prisca not breathing '. We stayed a bit 'round the doctor explained a little' things, meanwhile, that the liberation from the pipes when ... came near her, her father and I, she was there on that bed in intensive care, I touched her, kissed her, was warm, her eyes closed, seemed to be asleep, peaceful expression of amazement on his face. Now I tried to communicate with her through the thought: we'll meet again, we will find a way to communicate, perhaps with the help of Hannibal (a psychic friend who had also done the pranotherapy), but at that moment I felt like taking off a ship and thought that it would be easier to communicate ....
From that day I'm looking for a way to communicate with Prisca. I know you and I 'neighbor, a thin veil that separates us, I sometimes by signs that as share': those signs I so useful to help me move forward, not to lose faith. I know that she is now 'in a higher vibration to mine, and that in order to communicate with her I have to, in turn, raise my vibration, and to do so, remaining in the matter at hand, I have to engage in meditation, in' listening to the real one, the soul. Then there are sensitive, very good that I give a big hand, but my desire is to communicate directly. A relationship like ours, so 'intense and strong, can not' live only through others.
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