July 17, 2024 The Girl In The Other Room: My Mom's younger self came to visit.

July 17, 2024•3 min read

Ok, this may freak you out, but I'm writing about it because my Mom was focused on it first thing this morning when she sat up in bed.

She saw it and I did too.

I'm pretty sure I've shared with you that my Mom sometimes sees things that look like something definitely out of place, that she thinks means something in the world of "spirit". Not like ghosts but a "message" of some sort.

Today it totally startled my Mom because she thought she was looking at herself huddled in the next room, kind of in a fetal position or like a cannonball tuck before jumping in a pool. My Mom said that if the image was supposed to be her,

then that "her" was very very sad. My Mom turned away and then back again 3 times, really wanting it to be somebody but herself.

However, she's pretty convinced that it was an image of herself, when she was younger.

If that sounds odd or weird to you, then welcome to my world. After all, I'm dead and communicating with you on the regular.

So, when things like this happen, my Mom tries to figure out why she's getting this "message".

Initially she was worried that this figure was something indicating the future for my Mom, but then she thought that perhaps it was a part of her that had suffered great sadness in the past.

That of course brought my Mom back to the death of her Mom when my Mom was 12.

What my Mom then thought was that she needed to comfort her inner younger self who suffered that loss.

After getting up (and trying not to look in the other room), my Mom went to her Sangha meditation group and at some point my Mom "placed" (figuratively) her sad younger self in the center of the group's circle and asked for prayers or love or attention to this part of my Mom.

During the meditation, my Mom totally felt the love of the group embracing this sad little girl.

What came to my Mom while she was meditating, was that perhaps her very sensitive younger self, without even being aware of it, had taken on the grief of her 4 siblings and her Dad, in addition to her own grief concerning the death of her Mom.

My Mom could then understand why this part of herself was still so very sad. My Mom had never acknowledged just how much she had suffered as a young girl.

It was like the weight on her shoulders was crushing her emotionally, without ever noticing.

What occurred afterwards was my Mom imagining embracing her younger self and holding her close, tightly, understanding her pain and sadness and trying to soothe her aching heart.

Someone in the meditation group said that we are encouraged in meditation practice to love all aspects of ourselves. And today, it was my Mom's younger self.

And because this little girl grew up to be my Mom, I am grateful for the depth of feeling and compassion that helped my Mom's younger self, get up and move on.

This younger self eventually became the person who was able to love me and every other animal and person that came into her life.

Thank you, younger self of my Mom. I love you and your sadness. May I too be of comfort to you.

“Life is short.
Be swift to Love,
make haste to be kind.”
Henri-Frederic Amiel

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