In Memorium

I just came back from a visitation for a twenty-one month old beautiful girl named Catelyn.

Isn’t she a doll.

She died at the hospital on September 11th, so unfortunately her parents will be reminded of this date every year by the media, but for a different reason. I don’t know why she died. It was a brief illness that they were trying to treat but were obviously unsuccessful. It doesn’t really matter, of course. A death of a child always seems so senseless, so beyond comprehension. I can still see her in her Dad’s arms just two weeks ago in church. She was such a good girl in church. You could tell he parents loved her so; they didn’t want to put her in the childcare that was available during the service, they wanted her with them. And being their first, it’s easy to understand. You would hear her sweet voice echoing around the cavernous building on occasion, but not very often. A pleasant distraction that always made me smile. I didn’t know Catelyn personally, but I know her parents, and they are very good people. Not that that matters either. A death of any child is tragic.

My two kids are too grown to remember details of their early life, but my heart remembers and aches for her parents and family.

Bless you sweet Catelyn and the love you brought into this world.

I sent a friend a special prayer today

For the last four or so weeks I have been listening to a series called Healing with the Masters. A woman by the name of Jennifer Mclean has set this up and hosts it. You listen to 24 different people [2 people/week] who have something to share (and something to sell – of course – but purchasing books, CD’s… is an option so having the opportunity to listen to these interesting people is really a good deal.)

Some of the speakers resonate with me and some of them don’t, but that’s human nature. But Jennifer did have a speaker on – an additional speaker – by the name of Mahendra Kumar Trivedi. Mahendra has a foundation called the Trivedi Foundation, and his presentation made me stop and pause.

Guruji Mahendra, as he is called, is a guru in Indian who has done some amazing things. But the thing that really made me pay attention was his comments on how we have lost contact with our inner guidance or our source. I had been hearing these very same words from a man I highly respect, Wayne Dyer, for the last few days. I have been listening to an audio tape of his “power of intention” presentation and he talks a lot about connecting to source.

So how does this all lead to a special prayer? Well, Mahendra sells prayers. Now I’m sure you’re thinking, like I was, that sounds like an old practice I’ve heard about in the catholic church in midevil times – paying for blessings or dispensations or what every you want if your purse is heavy enough. But Mahendra doesn’t take any money from this, he gives it all to his foundation to pay for his experiments. (Though after some 2000 experiments already done on his work, I’m not sure why they have to keep trying to prove that the gift he has isn’t some sort of sideshow parlor trick.)

Anyway, yes, I’m a bit shy to admit it, I bought some prayers – 3 prayers actually, but I didn’t buy them for myself. I have a friend who has been struggling with cancer and I thought, well, what this man does with mango and cashew trees is amazing, how can it hurt to give these blessing to my friend if there is even a small chance that it could help her (and I do believe prayer from anyone, not just from this gentleman, can help people). So I bought some special prayers from a person that I would guess is much more connected to his source than I am.

I will continue to say my own prayer for my friend, but I’m hopeful that dropping my pride in the toilet and sending her these special prayers will make a difference in her life. I know it’s possible, so I can’t help but smile thinking about it. What a gift, eh?