I Must Just Do It..

My son was giving me blog pointers not long ago. Tonight after dinner we were talking and he said "mom, I haven't seen any posts". "To be honest" I said, "I don't know what to write about." But I write all the time in Facebook. So I guess that will be my starting point.

Psychic Medium Molly Morning Star had a post about her Step Mom finding a wallet of her mother's 11 years after she died. Her Step Mom wrote: "Today I found an old wallet of my mother"s. She died 11 years ago last month. Folded up and tucked away, was a poem that she wrote. It seemed to be written especially for someone to find after she passed-away. It spoke about her desire to be remembered in a positive way...with memories of laughter and happy times and to not grieve too long but to be happy for what was and for what it is now. It was and is a true gift as I continue to go through so many things that were stored in my once family home."

It reminded me of when my mother died. I was given a box with all sorts of stuff in it. One day I decided to go through it and there was a book of poems by Helen Steiner Rice. When I picked the book up I found there was an index card inserted on a page so I turned to that page. It was the poem

When I Must Leave You ~Helen Steiner Rice

When I must leave you
for a little while
Please do not grieve
and shed wild tears
and hug your sorrow
to you through the years

Start out bravely
with a gallant smile
and for my sake
and in my name,
live on and do
all things the same

Feed not your loneliness
on empty days,
but fill each waking hour
in useful ways

Reach out your hand
in comfort and cheer,
and I in turn
will comfort you
and hold you near

Never, never
be afraid to die,
For I am waiting
for you in the sky 

It just seemed odd that the poet's name and the name of the poem has stuck with me all these years, and that when I "googled" the poet's name When I Must Leave You was the first to appear in the search.  

It has been at least 30 years since my mother passed.  I wonder if we somehow know and leave these things for the ones we love before we pass; or, do we do these things after in spirit form.  My mother was quite psychic when she was alive; I wonder if because of that she was able to stay in contact with us in spirit.

I know I don't talk about this kind of stuff often because people look at you in one of three ways:

1. You have fallen off the sanity train.
2. You are playing with the devil or demonic entities. OR
3. Yes...finally someone who has had somewhat the same experience.

Have you had a similar experience?