Roberta Marie O'Neill Bradley passed away in June of 1998. She was my mom. She died from cancer. Shortly before she passed, she asked for a feather. After she passed, feathers started showing up in strange places. 12 years later, they still do... You're welcome to follow along.
Marry Christmas Alice Ruedy is a Hub I wrote based on an experience I had recently in an antique store. On the right here is Alice Ruedy. In this Hub, I will tell you how Alice and I met. This story, to say this least is quite fitting for this blog as we explore our connection with the other side. I know my Mother smiled big on this one... give the story a gander and see if it doesn't make you smile as well.
These are the final words of Steve Jobs. Craig Brown at Mail on line called it clever. I'm thinking it's a little move then clever, but what do I know? He went on to say:
Now we're talking! We get this since of wonderment and also learned of this wonderful way to go from his biological sister, Mona Simpson. She was present at his passing and gave the eulogy. According to Fox News and The Associated Press, Simpson remembered his final moment, with Jobs glancing toward his family. “Before embarking, he’d looked at his sister
Patty, then for a long time at his children, then at his life’s
partner, Laurene, and then over their shoulders past them,” she
recalled. “Steve’s final words were, Oh wow. Oh wow. Oh wow.”
So for all of us who've lost someone near and dear, "Oh Wow, oh wow, oh wow" carries a serious implication and significant ray of hope.
For the skeptics who've given up, this is simply the body shutting down and the brain randomly firing and it must be sheer coincidence that he would say those specific words at that specific time.
Skeptics, I suppose you have a case. I often wonder about it myself. What if this really is all there is? Even now, I have enough feathers to reconstruct a bird sanctuary and I still question. Why? Because we are human. We have it in our nature.
True believers and Christians, I say to you now, if you're not willing to accept that it's normal and human to question the existence of God and the afterlife, I tell you that you are hypocrites and diminishing the very sacrifice Jesus made.
There can be no faith with out doubt.
"Because you have seen me you have believed. Blessed are those who have not seen and yet have believed." Jesus Christ. John 20:29
Let's turn to Wayne Dyer for a second too. In his book, The Power of Intention, Wayne lists off the last words of people he's long admired.
Allow me to share a few:
"Ram, Ram, Ram" -Gandhi
"It is very beautiful over there." -Thomas Edison
"I am going to that country which I have all my life wished to see." -William Blake
Which brings me to some of the final words of my mother. Prior to her passing, I started noting the things she was saying. Now, more than ever is an excellent time to share them...
"I want you to be cautious and careful of our world."
"I want to go home." She said that a few times.
She told my Grandmother, "I have a secret. I've been there once. But I didn't know what to do, so I came back."
One night, about four days before she passed, she nearly shot up in her bed and said, "Harry?!?!" That was my Grandfather on my father's side. "Bring my mom and dad here." She ordered. Moments later she say's, "I have to get up and get dressed."
Some day, I'll put all of the notes of those weeks on here, but for now, just know this...
Skeptics, you're choosing to be skeptical because you're still pissed off over the Santa Clause incident. It's safer for you not to believe and I'd like to invite you to start looking around your world and start wondering in the marvel of life and your infinite nature.
So to bring this whole thing around full circle, I will quote Steve Jobs from the commencement address at the top.
I was on the road quite early this morning, traveling into the dark
greyish morning sky just before sunset. I was on my way to an early
morning 12 step meeting. Knowing that it was All Hallows Eve, I spent
some time chatting with Roberta. Asking her questions, making some
amends as well, asking her favors, of course! And then, how
coincidental is this, I rarely visit Roberta's
grave, but today, my life's journey literally took me by the cemetery,
so, of course, I stopped. As I stood at her grave, I reflected back on
my early morning conversation and started to laugh and said out loud,
"You know, for all the times I have visited your grave, there's never
been a feather here." The words were hardly out of my mouth and right
there on the grass next to the top left corner of her marker was this
little feather. Then a train whistle sounded TWICE!! So what do you
think? Thanks to all my loved ones who continue to watch out for me.
Boo! Trick or treat! And, Dad, I wish I had a set of stairs I could
block with a wet paint sign just to honor you and everything about you!
The things I understand now, but perhaps then, didn't, and the things I
still don't get!!
