Only Love is Real

During the late Summer of 2004 a couple from Virginia, Fred and Sue, visited our home; we usually don't get too many visitors because we are in a rural town in Oregon, that to my East Coast city eyes accustomed to the pulse of the city with its noise, bright buildings, museums, galleries, shops and ethnic restaurants, seemed like a ghost town when I first moved here. Nowadays, I wouldn't consider moving back, as I love the peace, the fields and the pink skies at dusk.

The couple who were visiting are into exploring Truth as we are. While Fred and I were alone in the garden, he had me pretend that I had just died and my body was laying in the futon of our garden. He asked, "what do you feel, now that you are dead, and you are out of your body?" And, as I gazed across the field which faces our home, I said, "love, all I feel is love. This is the only thing that truly survives". I was not being sentimental, it was exactly what I felt, that nothing else mattered in the grand scheme of life, not our possesions, failures, achievements, titles, awards or physical appearance mattered on our death bed, as we can't take this with us, only Love. Fred started to cry when I said this, as he had connected to me. He did not tell me at the time, but he sensed a deep sadness down the road for me, a challenge I would experience.

A few months after that summer, which was around January, I decided to read a book about a mother who had lost her teenage son, and my thoughts were, "God forbid my sister would ever lose her son!" Then I put it out of my mind, as my nephew was apparently healthy, in college, planning to become a psychiatrist, enjoying his life and girlfriend. What was odd is, I generally would not pick up a book about a mother's loss, as I am drawn to books about life after death experiences or spiritual themes, but something pulled me to that book.

A few months later, my 18 year old nephew suddenly passed away; it was a shock, that literally shattered parts of our reality. When I looked at his young body in the casket, I could feel the same feeling of love I felt a few months before in the garden, as being the essence he left behind, and which still lives, now that he is in another reality. Seeing over 100 of his friends, several who flew from different parts of the country and some who were meeting for the first time, and who have retained the new friendships just because they loved him, gave me the fortitude to help my sister with her grief, as well as deal with my own, not by just putting one foot after another and live like zombies, but to literally become more attuned to the divine essence of life and honor it.

Only love is real; this is a powerful truth when it comes to the nature of life, which all religions and spiritual paths teach, but often gets misinterpreted, as loving my path and judging that of others; and which Dr. Brian Weiss, a past life therapist has often said in his books. We choose different experiences in our relationships with family, friends and companions to learn to love unconditionally, even if we need to let the person go. It is this love that will always keep us connected to our loved ones when they pass on and when we meet again.

When I want to feel a connection to a loved one that has left the earthly journey before me, I place a palm over my heart and quietly listen, and feel their formless presence, because a higher part of me, is aware a part of their essence is nestled somewhere deep in my heart which I can connect to, while I am still in this journey we call earthly life.

The following poem is one I wrote for my sister (his Mom) as a message from Omar and was read at the funeral mass.

May Love, the higher expression of love, embrace us all.

"I am Your Angel"

 
Now that I'm in the other world
where souls find a resting place
among the rainbow colored waterfalls -
I will be your guardian angel
your sweet angel watching over you.

I will dry your tears 
and hold you in a tight embrace-
and your heart will remember
I am only a tender breath away.
 
You can call me when your heart is breaking
you can call me when you want to feel my love
you can call me and I will be by your side
even if I am now dancing in the Light with God.

I may seem to be gone, but
I am still with you
while we fulfill God's Higher Plan.
I am a tender breath way
always loving you.
 
 
Marie and Omar
 

Comments 23 comments

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MrMarmalade 8 years ago from Sydney

I relate to your hub in three different areas.

1. More than twenty five years ago I was in hospital,

where everything went wrong, like three operations instead of one.

The last opp was the worst one. They could not revive me.

I had an out of the body experience, looking down at the wreck on the table.

I then was heading down the road, towards very bright light and wonderful music. It appeared to be just around the next corner.

Fortunately for Val and our five children, all six of them came into focus and I knew I could not leave them, Slowly I turned around and went back to that table.

2. My brother was killed at nineteen years of age by a hit and run drunk driver. Not good.

3 My niece was killed a motor cat accident, She was sitting in the back seat and the driver was inexperienced. She was 15. not good.

great hub


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VioletSun 8 years ago from Oregon/ Name: Marie Author

MrMarmalade: Sharing your experience adds so much to this hub, and will helps others. So glad you decided/or were able to chose to stay on Earth.

I read of and out of body experience shared by Carolyn Myss, an author of several books, where a woman was in a highway accident, and while unconcious came out of her body and noticed she could hear the drivers' thoughts, one said, "damn an accident, now I am stuck!", others were concerned for her.

She noticed a bright light coming out a car and her etheric double was drawn to the car;  she heard the driver ( a woman) praying for her. While in that state, she memorized the lincence number of the car. The woman was in the hospital for a while and when she came out, she looked up the driver of the car, and went to her house and rang the doorbell, with flowers in hand to thank her for her prayers. Can you imagine, how stunned the driver must have been. I love this story because it proves there is more to life and reality than what we normally connect  to.      

Thank you for sharing your experience!


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Kenny Wordsmith 8 years ago from Chennai

Violet, a beautiful hub. I believe that Love is the only reality, too. I read your experiences, and then a bonus, Frank's!

Thank you, thank you. 


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VioletSun 8 years ago from Oregon/ Name: Marie Author

Isn't it a beautiful dance? How we all can connect and add more dimensions to a story?  Thanks for stopping by!  And you do look like Omar Shariff with the beard as has been pointed out to you elsewhere in the hubs. hehe.   


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Yippity 8 years ago from USA

Simply Beautiful VioletSun!

Yet another of your spiritual offerings!

I thank you!

Have a Dynamic Day!


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Tiersha 8 years ago

I am curious as to where in Oregon as I am in a small rural community myself and love it. I so relate to the quiet movements, the call of nature and the lack of "city" living. It's a bit harder not having the conveniences but neither my kids nor myself would ever trade it for anything.


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G-Ma Johnson 8 years ago from NW in the land of the Free

OMG  I feel so ashamed.....You have been through so much..as well as MrMarmalade..We just never know how lucky we are till we hear from other's. 

 Not that I haven't had my share of loses..my dad when I was 10 yrs.old..My dearest Aunt..my sister of 42 and breast cancer....and then my step-dad.....  but  as you say they are now my guardian angels and how would we make it with out them?  what a wonderfully spoken Hub my Dear..Thanks for the reminder of just how lucky I really am....G-Ma :O) hugs


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VioletSun 8 years ago from Oregon/ Name: Marie Author

Yippity: Thank you so much for your comments, and may you also have a dynamic day!

Tiersha: We are near Portland. When I want to get what I call my city "fix", I travel to NY and stay in sis's comfy apt, and go out with my friends, visit my old haunts,  but I am always glad to come home and sis understands this.

G-ma Johnson: You are welcome and thanks for stopping by. :)    


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VioletSun 8 years ago from Oregon/ Name: Marie Author

Thanks, Sg jerome for your visit and comments. Dealing with life's unexpected events and the death of close ones does bring up some questions.


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Evelyn Lim 8 years ago from Singapore

This is such a beautiful hub.  It is clearly written from your heart. I love the message that it brings :-)


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VioletSun 8 years ago from Oregon/ Name: Marie Author

Hi, Evelyn: Thank you for your words, and welcome to Hub Pages, just checked your profile. :)


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Princessa 8 years ago from France

Hi, just to let you know that this was a beautiful hub. The poem is just so touching and recomforting... Thanks for sharing !


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VioletSun 8 years ago from Oregon/ Name: Marie Author

Hi, Princessa" Thank you for visiting and adding your comments, its appreciated.


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stephhicks68 8 years ago from Bend, Oregon

Just beautiful! I lost my beloved grandfather 3 months ago. This would have been so helpful in my early days of grieving and before the funeral. I am certain he was - and is - feeling love.


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VioletSun 8 years ago from Oregon/ Name: Marie Author

Stephicks: Yes, your grandfather is connected to you through Love, and having this awareness can be helpful in dealing with grief. I am almost done with an inspirational website that deals with life after death and grief, and will share it in hubpages if I am allowed to.


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Angel of Life 8 years ago

Beautifully profound hub.

Happy to have found you.


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VioletSun 8 years ago from Oregon/ Name: Marie Author

Hi Angel of Life: Thank you for stopping by and your comments!


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briannerose 8 years ago from Calgary

Great hub, Sorry about your losses(he will always be in your heart), Mr marmalade sorry to hear about your loss as well but for every person that you lose I feel that really you have not lost them. My dad passed away recently and I still feel him around. I know he is here even if it is not in body. I know he smiles when I make the right choices in life. Every one experiances the loss of a loved on differently. I read your comment to Violet sun and I finished reading her hub. You both have been though alot. It is good though to still express how you feel even if it is hard, This is how you keep the love alive and healthy.


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VioletSun 8 years ago from Oregon/ Name: Marie Author

Thanks Briannerose for stopping by, and yes my nephew will always be in my heart. I actually thank him for having been a part of our lives even if it was for a short time.    


KaranM 8 years ago

Wow Violet...this is an amazing piece. Quite possibly the best hub i have read on this site. Love really is a beautiful and fasnicating thing isnt it. It's what hurts the most, but also what heals us the most. Definitely a thumbs up from me, and i'm now your fan. Looking forward to reading your other hubs!


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VioletSun 8 years ago from Oregon/ Name: Marie Author

KaranM: Thank you for becoming my fan! Your comments are appreciated as it encourages me to continue writing about the topics I enjoy writing about.


raja 4 years ago

I like love


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VioletSun 4 years ago from Oregon/ Name: Marie Author

Thank you Raja for your comments! :)

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