http://www.godwriting.org/godwriting/my-cousin-francis-3-and-more-about-my-mother-compassion.htm Listening to The Voice Within Thu, 09 Feb 2012 01:07:48 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.2.3 http://www.godwriting.org/godwriting/my-cousin-francis-3-and-more-about-my-mother-compassion.htm#comment-85105 paula Fri, 12 Feb 2010 09:51:46 +0000 http://www.godwriting.org/godwriting/my-cousin-francis-3-and-more-about-my-mother-compassion.htm#comment-85105 Your mother is not hurt at what you write about her. On the contrary, she is grateful for it. She is in a higher dimension now and can see things from a higher perspective, so describing your point of view helps her proceed further. And I think she's also proud for the fact that what you write about her helps other people grow as well. My mother, too, could have been a great writer, but she didn't get the opportunity having eleven children to grow. But she did write notes and some journals when she had time. And I was so fascinated by her life that I made an interview with her, which however wasn't finished because she suddenly died. After her death, I made a book of this interview and her writings, just for my brothers and sisters. And when it was finished, in dream, my mother came to thank me. Actually it was a beautiful lady all dressed in white, who came to hug me and thank me, but, in the dream, I knew it was my mother. So, I know our loved ones are grateful when we elaborate our feelings about them and let them go. Your mother is not hurt at what you write about her. On the contrary, she is grateful for it. She is in a higher dimension now and can see things from a higher perspective, so describing your point of view helps her proceed further. And I think she’s also proud for the fact that what you write about her helps other people grow as well.
My mother, too, could have been a great writer, but she didn’t get the opportunity having eleven children to grow. But she did write notes and some journals when she had time. And I was so fascinated by her life that I made an interview with her, which however wasn’t finished because she suddenly died. After her death, I made a book of this interview and her writings, just for my brothers and sisters. And when it was finished, in dream, my mother came to thank me. Actually it was a beautiful lady all dressed in white, who came to hug me and thank me, but, in the dream, I knew it was my mother. So, I know our loved ones are grateful when we elaborate our feelings about them and let them go.

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