Intervention

One evening while in my meditation prayer I said some words that had not been said before. Intuition told me that what I was doing was not helping. I could feel that what I was saying was not working. With a feeling of defeat I laid in bed and cried. Then a feeling came about that I was not alone anymore. I tried to calm and quiet my mind and go deeper within. Very quickly like a flash of lighting the message came to me very clear.

Each and every night I had been saying the same thing over and over and over. It wasn't the words that I was saying. It was who I was asking for help that seemed to be the problem. His sister had died of a drug overdose some years ago. So it seemed she was the perfect choice to ask for help. After all, it was her baby brother and how could she sit and watch him die without trying to help.


The message that I had received that night was that she was unable to help me. I was not sure why she couldn't help. But, somehow I could sense that it was because of the way she had died. I gathered up all the energy I had left in me after crying for quiet some time. This time in my meditation prayer I clearly asked if she was unable to help for any reason to send someone who could.

After I had fallen asleep I was awoken by him choking next to me in bed. I awoke very quickly in a state of panic and looked over at him and could see his two hands trying to brush away something from his chest as he was gasping for air.

To my amazement I witnessed two golf ball size lights dancing on his chest. Yes, I said dancing because it was as if the two balls of light were musical notes in harmony bouncing from his heart about twelve inches into the air and back again. Even though he laid there gasping for air, I just knew that these lights were here to help. This lasted for about maybe one minute or so, as I watched the lights dance about in perfect sequence. It really was so beautiful and sureal. I feel blessed to have seen this, I feel even more blessed to have felt the energy from this incredible event. I can only describe the feeling of overwhelming love, far beyond anyones definition of love.

One last gasp of breath and he sat up abruptly in bed in a panic. Of course, now I am fully seated upright and just waiting to hear what he experienced. I knew not to tell him what I witnessed and to allow him to tell me what happened. He was quite shaken up and told me he felt a very heavy pressure on his chest that made him feel like he couldn't catch a full breath. I decided that night to not tell him what I had witnessed.

About three days later I came clean and told him the truth of what I had seen and how I had been praying and asking over and over for help for him. I continued to explain that I got a clear message that his sister was not able to help and then proceeded to ask her to get someone who could before it was too late. There was only one problem, he wasn't ready for the help. The intervention was rejected and I continue to meditate from a distance and visualize all good things.