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Lorri’s Miracle Musings, Vol. XII, #6
Many of you know that my dad recently made his transition. Yesterday we had his memorial service and I fell headlong into the ego illusion of loss and separation. I felt like I was Lorri who had lost her dad, and I despaired, unable to find my way back to Truth. It was the first family gathering we’d had since my dad passed, and the absence of his body hurt…Continue
My dad’s body had the yellow-gray pallor of death. His mouth hung ajar and one eye was slightly open, glazed. He had taken his last breath a half hour before and he was dead.
Or was he?
His Spirit hung in the room palpably. I could feel him. I embraced his head and wept, yet oddly felt calm. It was if he was whispering to me, “It’s ok. I love you. I’m here.”
It was my job to call the undertaker, but I couldn’t. He was still there. It would be like burying…Continue