The Body

[lemon_and_mint]

Hello theia,

hope you are ok.

I am sorry to hear about your mother.

Without wishing to upset you in any way, care workers and hospital workers often say that the nearer a person is to death, if they are still conscious, they see what they describe as "wonder" in their eyes as the time approaches, I am sure there may be referces to this on the internet, it is very common, so it does make you wonder what it is that becomes clear in that moment.I think this different from the life flashing before the eyes which people experience when they have near death experiences.

I dont know what this signifies but all of us will find out one day.I hope it is something really nice.

Originally Posted by ThePheasant

My belief says that my body is mine. No one has a right to invade it. I can decide who helps me, that is my right. I might decide God will be my friend and helper or I might decide my neighbour is that person. What ever I decide, my body is mine, I am its contoller, I am the one who will decide everything about it

Im not purposely being diasagreeable here M'lady but, can you control the aging prcess, or when you are born or what phsyical features you were born with or your level of intellect?

I think we need to relaize there are parts of our bdy that just are, and we do not have control over everything.

Originally Posted by theia

Thank you, Ted, Pheasy and Mrsk.

One of the reasons I posted this thread is that my mother is in her mid eighties and, although she doesn't appear to be physically ill to any serious extent, she has lost interest in almost everything. She seems to have withdrawn into herself. She has been prescribed anti depressants, she has been offered counselling and, as a family, we have tried to encourage and support her, to help her get through. All to no avail...but, you know, in a strange way, and when I'm not feeling too emotional over the way she is, I can see her going through a mighty transition...a transition of "letting go." It seems like a dark night of the senses for her yet, just occasionally, there's a chink of light. Her body is aged and yet, there's life, a sort of "real" life. It seems sometimes that she wants to let go to this, but, understandably, she's afraid.

My mother and I have, at times, had a difficult relationship but I can feel closer to her just now. It's as if the difficulties we had were just to do with this physical existence. I can now glimpse more of the real soul she is, and this has nothing to do with the bodies that we are. When I can see her this way, she becomes a part of the wonder and mystery that I believe is God, and all the petty differences we had between us just fade, and I feel a profound love for her.

She has been in hospital several times over the past few months and I have to admit to feeling quite hopeless on my visits to her. I look around and see a ward full of older people, all suffering either mentally or physically, and, really, no longer an integral part of this busy world. Yet, when I allow myself to change my focus or my thinking, just a little, I can almost see a ward full of beauty, a room full of souls who are moving closer to the Divine. We clearly have bodies for a reason and I'm beginning to think that maybe life in this world is to realise that this isn't who we really are.

Theia I think your looking through the body to the soul.

About a year after my mother died I was home for a short visit and my father came to the breakfast table, I was reading, and after standing up and sitting myself down again out of respect for his entrance into the kitchen I glanced up to give him a smile good morning, and he looked at me and he just stared, he took a long look and he said 'young man you are more like your mother than you will ever realize'.

I got a letter from him about three months later explaining to me that as I sat there that morning at the end of the table he saw my mothers soul in place of mine and he realized at that point that our souls can communicate things. I did not understand then what I know now. I have been in numroous situations where I just see the person through the body, its asif I know they need somethign and I am somehow able to help them. When it happens I make it a point to go talk with and greet the person, there is almost always a need that presents itself.

[Kathy Ellen]

(((((Theia))))).

My heart goes out to you. I had the same experiences with my mom also. Cherish the moments you have left with her and know that you've been a good daughter.