GONE TOO YOUNG:
THE LEGACY OF A YOUNG LIFE TAKEN BY CANCER
Last month I needed strength. My godson tragically passed away from cancer at the tender age of 24.
He otherwise had his whole life going for him. He was finishing up an engineering degree, involved in sport and cultural organizations, known and loved by many, and was just the kind of young man who you felt good around. He was good-natured, genuine and had a smile would light up a room. A 'good boy', with character, honour and a cheeky spark. He would have become a really great husband and father some day - a true 'family man'.
As you can imagine, there is nothing worse than losing a child (no matter what age they are). When a child dies, it defies all logical and reasoning - it goes against what feels like the natural order of things, and it is like the whole world stops.
Everyone questions:
"Why such a young person?"... "Why such a good person?"
Death is never a light cross to bare, but there is no comparison to the loss of a sweet, innocent child or young person who otherwise had everything going for them and a promising future.
And no one has an answer. Not doctors, not scholars, and not even priests. You can't help to feel extremely sad, withdrawn and deflated, like someone instantly let all the air out of your balloon. And your heart breaks uncontrollably for the family and what they must be going through.
What do you tell a grieving mother? There is nothing you can really say, but to just let everything else go (because nothing else truly matters at this point), open up your heart unconditionally and be there fully present for the family.
At these times, genuine love, care and support is something they can fall on and feel somewhat cradled and comforted by - knowing they are not alone, that their child is loved, missed, acknowledged - that their life and personality is treasured, respected, remembered and honored - and that they did not die in vain.
I know that some of you have lost a child, baby, or even an embryo. If not, then you know someone who has. It is also likely that you know someone who has suffered from Cancer, that big 'C' word that is so feared and loathed. I have had a miscarriage, and both of my parents-in-law passed away from cancer within two years of each other.
Cancer stops people in their path. It defies age and all logical or even humanitarian reasoning. It is one of the most serious illnesses of our modern age that affects so many people: young and old, and from all walks of life.
It does not just afflict those who are the victims - the sick individuals who endure its horrid, plaguing bodily invasion; but it also leaves a physical, mental and emotional imprint on the loved ones who witness, support and rally around the individual going through it. They are on the outside looking in at the great scope and enormity of it all. They withstand both the mammoth task of taking care of their suffering beloved, as well as tirelessly endure the intense pain, anguish and private heart ache they are going through themselves.
Just a week or two ago while all this was happening, my 9 year old son was suddenly allowed to swear. That is because he had seen a picture that said
'Fuck Cancer.' He exclaimed the two words out loud with such innocent might, expression and full on heartiness that we all laughed in unison. It helped ease the intense pressure and heaviness of the whole situation. But at the same time, we all know that Cancer is no joke.
And how can we make sense of this all? Why is there so much suffering and grief in this world? Why is it that for some, Cancer is a journey of years, while for others it is months. Why is it that some pass away and others make it through? And why do some even get Cancer in the first place, while others don't at all, because it seems to me that Cancer transcends personal health, integrity, common sense and self -care. Again, there are no solid answers.
All I can say at this point, is that all suffering in this world (and there is so much of it) has the potential to leave an imprint, offer a message, or open up a path of change. Some souls come to this world for only a short time. They are the great teachers, light bearers and true brave heroes of this world, for they leave a mark. They die in sacrifice and service - and these are the individuals we must respect, honor and learn from.
WHAT CAN WE LEARN FROM THIS?
In the part of the eulogy I read out for my godson, was the following line:
"Your light shines now more than ever, and your heart lives on in all of us. Thank you for giving us the gift of inspiring us to be all that we need to be - a better, brighter, higher version of ourselves."
Let these words inspire you to be a higher, brighter version of your self. That version which aligns with your heart and connects with what we call the 'higher self' - your greater soul. Walk in the light and you will overcome the scourge of the darkness around you. Allow light into your heart and spread it outwards from there and watch the ripple effects, for it will override all that is negative, troubling and torturous in your life.
Walk in the light of God for it is the truth and the way, and do not be afraid to let your light shine. Light overrides and wins over darkess and fear every time. The angels know this, and in your highest moments they are right there behind you, gently nudging you in that direction. Love and light is the way, and holds the power - that magic that we are all looking for.
It is love and light that will create the paradise on earth we are all desperatly yearning for beneath the surface of this reality. When we are in true love and light, that is when peace prevails, and we are home. That, is in essence the 'core message' of the lines of the wise, old, sacred adage:
"As above, so below", or
"As in heaven, so on earth."
And that was the thought I wanted to leave behind at the funeral. I was seeing things from a higher perspective. It is a lesson we can all learn from, and one aligned with what Jesus was here on earth to show us. That love is the way.
Let me finish off here with a quote from the bible which reflects the essence of Jesus's teachings:
"You are the light of the world. A city on a hill cannot be hidden. Neither do people light a lamp and put it under a bowl. Instead they put it on its stand, and it gives light to everyone in the house. In the same way, let your light shine before men, that they may see your good deeds and praise your Father in heaven."
-Matthew 5:14-16
In my monthly guidance for July, I talked about spiritual strength coming up as a theme for the month. I had written in my newsletter as follows:
"Strengthen yourself spiritually and physically, get grounded and also stretch your body. When you create a firm foundation physically and energetically, that strength will both protect you and forge a stronger coping mechanism and default from which to be...When you are stronger, your strength will help your cope with your sensitivities and any energy effects...
Allow your Divinity and sacred space. Hood yourself against the energies of the world and get anchored back to your center. Pray often for yourself and the world. Start a dialogue with the angels and pray on a regular basis."
In mid July, I had forgotten all about that angelic advice because I was grieving and preoccupied with all that was happening. I was asked to read the eulogy at the funeral. I felt truly honored and took the job very seriously.
On the morning of the funeral, I pulled some cards and as it happens, that same “spiritual strength” card reappeared. And I knew exactly what it meant for me personally. This is not the first time the angels have synchronistically made a card pop up again. I spent a good amount of time connecting with my angels, protecting myself, opening up my chakra centers and centering myself spiritually. I willed myself to step into a higher energy. And so it was.
I also asked Jesus, Mother Mary, Archangels Michael, Gabriel and Azrael to stand by my side and give me not just strength, but also help me clearly communicate and sincerely convey my messages with the full love and intent that they were written. I also had my international support network of angel friends (other spiritual workers) holding my back energetically from afar. It was this strength that allowed me to embrace the grieving mother in the morning of the funeral in her home and give her the pure love and reassurance that she needed (without me crumbling into a million pieces alongside of her). I quietly worked on sending millions of angels to her and the family, clearing the church's energy and filling it with angels and light.
This is what it is to be a covert behind the scenes lightworker.
At the church, in order to get through the service emotionally and stay strong in my sacred space, I gazed much of the time up at the inspiring and holy stained glass windows reflecting a myriad of colours and prisms of light. Eventually it was time to walk to the ‘podium’ – the stand where I would be observed by 100s of people.
While comforting another speaker, I made sure to hold my light. It was then my turn to speak. I was 'miraculously' able to get through all my words in a slow, calm, and mindful manner, with a spiritual undertone. It was very important to me that I convey meaning in the words and express my sentiments energetically.
There were a few times that I had to pause for a suspended moment in time and take a long, purposeful breath in order to compose myself, pull my energy back in, avoid succumbing by my underlying & now rapidly accelerating undercurrent of emotions,.and soldier on. I had a mission, and it worked.
As soon as I spoke my last word I physically became overwhelmed by all that build up of energy and emotion. My legs and arms shook intensely and uncontrollably, and I barely walked back to my seat. At that point I just broke down completely. Simultaneously, the incredibly touching, memorable song “See You Again” (from the movie Fast and the Furious 7) started playing (
view the official song video here) and highly sentimental photos were projected onto a screen - and at that point there was not a dry eye in the room.
After that, I felt relieved. I had done my job and I could now relax a bit more and allow my underlying emotions to naturally flow. It was not that I was blocking them exactly, as they were hovering beneath the surface. But what I had consciously set the task to do, was to see things from a higher perspective, fully radiate love and be present, and hold and anchor the light.
I learned a great deal from achieving this sacred task of the highest order, and I also know that this would not be the last time I would be speaking upon a podium. At the wake, several people came up to me to say a warm, heartfelt thank you or sincerely complement me on the eulogy - and their energy told me that they 'got it.' A few suggested that I be a public speaker for a living. And, ironically, that is a card and message I often receive from the angels. For me, this platform here and on my website and You Tube is that podium for now - and I have a strong intuitive sense that there is much more work for me to do.
Remember all these last months me going on about the 'throat chakra' being blocked and needing working on - well I had my throat chakra breakthrough, big time! I hope this story inspires you. Thank you for listening.
Also - see how everything is linked: In the animal meaning section of this newsletter I wrote about the mockingbird. I actually wrote that a little while back - when you read it you will see how the message of what I have been talking about it beautifully and synchronistically interlinked - that is the amazing way in which the angels work. I love it! So much meaning it intertwined here, so I hope you take the time to read through everything carefully, and with meaning.