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