Steven and I were in Colorado over the weekend. It was a quick trip … but turned out to be a much needed trip. We were given an amazing and beautiful gift by some DEAR friends of ours a couple of months ago. We were given an appointment/session with a professional Meduim named Rebecca Rosen for January 28th. We quickly learned that this medium was World Renown for her gift. If you are unsure what a medium is; he or she acts as a conduit to help you reconnect with your loved ones who have crossed over into spirit form. The spirit’s intention is to let you know they have made the journey and to communicate their true essence and love.
Steven and I were first timers, but I am a person with a very open heart and after hearing her name (rebecaa rosen) mensioned to me by over four different people in less than 10 days back in November … I felt that this connection was meant to be. Steven was a “skeptic”, but an open skeptic that was ready for whatever this part of our journey was going to look like. We both just tried to be open hearted yesterday to receive any and all messages we were intended too, although our stomachs were full of butterflies. As we walked into her office yesterday we were greeted by her young smiling beautiful face as she asked us to have a seat (she only new steven and my first names). There were no Terra cards, glass globes, flying capes and she certainly was not feeling like an Oda Mae Brown-like character. It was just quiet, peaceful enviornment and she started with a single prayer for protection. Our Wylder James came right though, surrounding us with his love. She spoke of the ripple affect of our Wylder and how he touched thousands and thousands of people. She continued about how this ripple affect was while he was here … and how it will continue on. She spoke of his warrior painted cheeks and “old soul”. How HE chose this life for himself to teach and how it is our job to make sure his memories and lessons live on forever. We know, we knew … but valitation after validation was such a beautiful reminder for Steven and I as we sat on the couch with tears running down our cheeks and Wylder’s love surrounding us. Words like Hawaii will always be “home” came from her lips, and he thanks us all (you all included) for the beautiful flowers that filled the ocean as we laid him to rest at sea. Our wise, wonderful, healthy and free Wylder was a voice of such strength. And with his now incredible vocabulary he gave Steven and I some guidance for our future and reminders that he will remain by our side forever and always. We learned of other Angels from our family that are holding him, loving him and how he is “Mr. Popular” surrounded by so many friends. He told us of the fun he had with us on the bikes in Nantucket and how he laughed as I raced and almost missed my flight. You always did have the giggles when I was stressed out little one (ha ha) … I love to think of that sweetest laugh. Wylder let us know how he will continue to show us he is with us. This session left Steven and I feeling as though we were almost floating and our faces had such grins on them. The list of questions we had in our minds, were magically answered without us ever even asking them … and by our most precious ones “voice”. We felt overwhelmed but mostly just connected and happy because of the happiness and strength that was oozing out of Wylder. The gift this woman gives and has is just that, it is such a gift. We are so grateful for this gift that was given to us by our friends, by her and by Wylder.
Speaking of gift, Rebecca told us we would be receiving a gift … a blanket. She said perhaps it would even be made from some of Wylder’s baby clothes. Steven and I shook our heads as Wylder’s clothes are all still gently laying in his drawers. Rebecca was persistent and said you will receive a blanket and you should know it is a gift your son. Just as I finished typing this blog Steven walked in from work carrying a big box … from Maine. Who do you know from Maine he asked? No one was my response. As I picked up the box I noticed it was not heavy … it couldn’t be .. or could it? I opened it as Steven hovered over my shoulders. It is a blanket!!! A beautiful blue blanket … that is made up of patches of kids clothes, a birthday patch, waves from the ocean and a teal patch that reminds me of the Hawaiian quilt wylder was last wrapped up in. It is from a lady that I sat next to on my airplane ride to Nantucket. The card reads “every stitch in your memory quilt is a prayer for you and your husband.” Thank you Wylder, Thank you Carol for hand stitching this beautiful masterpiece … thank you for our gift! We believe, we do.
I will be honest, I debated weather or not to share any of this here on Wylder’s blog, but as you can see I have decided we will share pieces of our conversation, and leave some private for our family. I do believe it is important to share however, as it continues to be both a part of our journey with Wylder and part of our forever process of healing and the continuation of Wylder Nation. At one point in the meeting Rebbecca said there was “define perfection where there seemed to be imperfection”. If that is just not perfectly put, I do not know what is. This all happened yesterday, on my birthday … where I heardthis women utter the sweet message “Happy Birthday Mom”. What a gift … what an incredible gift. Thank you Wylder. Thank you for showering me with love on my birthday’s when you were in my arms and now my 32nd birthday, in this very soulful way. We love you forever and always and will see you in our dreams. Wylder Nation … Heaven is for real. xoxo
A Whirl of a Weekend
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