We met in a room very similar to the one I’m currently in. Four corners and four walls yet the space was vast. The walls were white but they morphed into clouds, they were everything yet they became nothing.
We sat across from each other and we diagramed my life, from birth to death. And all the richness that would come in between, the lessons I chose for me in this lifetime. The plan, the chart was full of circles and lines – dates and times. It was – it is beautiful.
You were you but you were also GOD. In a nearby window – a nearby realm, a friend glimpsed in, he was one of many that I would meet with in that room – in that space to further my plan.
Then the day came, the day for me to leave that space and come to this one. It was time for me to die - to then be born in this time and space. I observed myself in a mirror. I stared into my eyes; I smiled for the great opportunity, which I was given – which I chose - to experience life. I closed my eyes and my smile grew wider.
The rest was a wave of movement; I saw and experienced everything in existence and that which is not as of yet manifested.
Having lived in your womb for 9 months was very similar to the room we had previously met in – it was a vast universe where I could hear your soothing voice. It is that closeness that I still feel and connects me to you at a very deep and joyful level. That nurturing voice and touch that you’ve given to me from pre-birth to my inception to this time and space. Thank you – thank you for your love and dedication to guide and nurture me. I am grateful for your bountiful power of being a mother. Every day I look in the mirror and I smile because I see a reflection of you, my mother.
Dedicated to my mother, Maria Luisa Rodriguez
May 11, 2014
We sat across from each other and we diagramed my life, from birth to death. And all the richness that would come in between, the lessons I chose for me in this lifetime. The plan, the chart was full of circles and lines – dates and times. It was – it is beautiful.
You were you but you were also GOD. In a nearby window – a nearby realm, a friend glimpsed in, he was one of many that I would meet with in that room – in that space to further my plan.
Then the day came, the day for me to leave that space and come to this one. It was time for me to die - to then be born in this time and space. I observed myself in a mirror. I stared into my eyes; I smiled for the great opportunity, which I was given – which I chose - to experience life. I closed my eyes and my smile grew wider.
The rest was a wave of movement; I saw and experienced everything in existence and that which is not as of yet manifested.
Having lived in your womb for 9 months was very similar to the room we had previously met in – it was a vast universe where I could hear your soothing voice. It is that closeness that I still feel and connects me to you at a very deep and joyful level. That nurturing voice and touch that you’ve given to me from pre-birth to my inception to this time and space. Thank you – thank you for your love and dedication to guide and nurture me. I am grateful for your bountiful power of being a mother. Every day I look in the mirror and I smile because I see a reflection of you, my mother.
Dedicated to my mother, Maria Luisa Rodriguez
May 11, 2014
"Gracias Madre" Crop of a painting I did in 2004 - 2005. I am blessed to have a mother that has accepted me through all my phases and morphing stages in life. Thank you mom.
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