Some experiences can only be encountered when we still our minds, lay aside our limiting filters, and lift open hands to receive what is actually there. My mother’s favorite verse is, “Be still and know that I am God.” Whenever her life took a dive into uncontrollable chaos, she would still herself and quote this verse.

While walking my dog yesterday, a bush caught my attention. Most of it lacked signs of life, but some of the blossoms had pushed their way through the dry bark, knowing their destination was toward life and beauty.

My mom’s body is that way right now. It is dying. I think of her amazing life and abundant love and grieve her loss. Then I remember this life is only a blink. I can’t even imagine who she will be when free of this world’s constraints.

From our perspective, there are few signs of life. But inside, she is whole and intact. Perfect. And I believe parts of her lovely self are already pushing through the veil between this world and eternity. She is blossoming in the light and love of her God.

Today, I am being still, Mom. Tears flow, but my heart rejoices in the joy just beyond your fingertips. I love you. We all love you. See you on the other side.