A spark to the Reverend fire

Forward thinking from years ago…

My Grandmother was in the hospital for a broken hip, and of course it happened to be when the majority of my family was out of town, so the bulk of her support and care was on me for the emergency period of it. She had Alzheimers as well, so there were additional complications and her need for advocacy was real.

The day of her surgery, a catholic priest came in and asked if he could pray with her. She was a practicing catholic, and absolutely welcomed him in.  She still remembered a good amount of the prayer he was saying to her. Afterwards, she was filled with peace. She felt a whole lot calmer, she perked up and was happier as well. Interestingly enough, she thought that I was a nun, and was so pleased that I would sit with her.

I was both wildly uncomfortable, because I don’t have a good relationship with Catholicism, and I certainly didn’t know the prayers; and I was so comforted at her comfort. Her joy and ease became ease in my own heart

As she was wheeled off into the surgery, she was at peace in a way that helped me know, that even if she were to pass during it, she would be okay. (She made it through no problem!) She felt so connected to spirit, to something profound and loving and beautiful. Even as I reflect back on it, I see her surrounded by light and I can see that light in her eyes as well.

It reminded me to pray in my own way to my own Gs (guides, goddesses, grandmothers etc) through the whole process as well, but witnessing it with her in this way really got me thinking…

What about those of us that are spiritual-but-not-religious?

Because I don’t know that many people who want interactions in the hospital with someone who is a priest, or pastor or has affiliation to an organized religion. That wouldn’t bring me comfort, it wouldn’t bring me peace. But having someone who is spiritual, who would meet me where I was at, who would be kind and compassionate, and would offer comfort and care in a non-religious way, would be pretty fucking nice in a scary place like a hospital.

And I feel like that number of people wanting something different, is growing and growing and I want that to be an option for everyone who wants it.

The other spark:
I had so many profound experiences during her surgery as well. I could sense when she was under and her consciousness was elsewhere, I had one of my guides chatting with me to help me understand the process that her soul was going through, I found feathers in odd places because I needed a clear sign (apparently more than once), and the moment I called the hospital for an update, they were literally calling my landline at the same time, because I could also sense when she was in recovery and coming back to her body again.

This all gave me pause, what do people do when they aren’t rooted in their spiritual connections, their intuition, their fields? and how can I help people access all of that too?

These sparks led me to find the University of Metaphysics/Sedona (thank you Rev. Erin Harper) and to be able to have an official title, and a card that allows me into these spaces when its the right time to, and to teach what I have learned over the last twenty-plus years.