Dear Jesse,
After reading your thoughts on "a view into something more", the words "thin places" kept resounding in my head. For what you seem to be describing is the thin veil that can exist between the holy and the human.
“There is in Celtic mythology the notion of ‘thin places’ in the universe where the visible and the invisible world come into their closest proximity. To seek such places is the vocation of the wise and the good — and for those that find them, the clearest communication between the temporal and eternal. Mountains and rivers are particularly favored as thin places marking invariably as they do, the horizontal and perpendicular frontiers. But perhaps the ultimate of these thin places in the human condition are the experiences people are likely to have as they encounter suffering, joy, and mystery.”
There have been many times in my life when I have experienced thin places. Definitely in nature, in the presence of newborns, listening to music, reading poetry, being creative. Perhaps the most profound experience of feeling and seeing something more was being with grandma, grandpa, and grandma doris as they crossed over. Especially Grandma Doris. It felt as if I was walking down this long hallway with her, a space between earth and heaven. I had never felt that kind of energy, surrounding me and coursing through me. There really are no words to describe it, love, peace, divine, total trust, and the absolute knowing that everything was as it should be. I keep wanting to write about those 10 days and the journey I took with her but words seem to fall short.
The other recent visit to a thin place was that day in the auto junk yard with you. That day has been on my mind a lot because it was mystical and magical. A story or a poem about it is brewing inside.
I'm not sure how or why I have had views into something more, but it has helped me know that life is worth living. I am certain that fear blocks our access to thin places, as does living only in our heads.
So thanks for the opportunity to share these thoughts.
Let me know how all this lands on you.
Love you,
Mom
2017.