I just called to say, “I love you.” I just called to say how much I care, I do, I just call to say, “I love you.” And I mean it from the bottom of my heart.
—Stevie Wonder
I called my poet friend, Ann, who is 89 years old to let her know what I loved about the poem she had written and sent through our group email. Her soft, sweet voice burst with joy as she shared about the lunch-warm chicken and food from The Bistro -she had eaten outside on a glorious, warm spring day.
“Oh, Laura, the trees are so beautiful-all the flowering blossoms in pinks and whites-the gorgeous yellow of the forsythia!” Her joyous energy flowed around me, lifting me. I shared how much I love the blue sky, white clouds, and those delightful pops of color emerging after the more monochromatic winter hues.
I let her know that mom died two days ago, that I had cried a bit realizing I would not ever hear my mother say these words: “I’m proud of you. I accept you exactly as you are.” Alive she had not been able to utter those phrases. Ann knew the challenging, complicated relationship I had navigated with my mother. “Laura your mom is proud of you. She loves you completely now. She is love! Her spirit is love. Love is all there is!!” Tears welled up in my eyes as I realized the truth of the words spoken with hearty enthusiasm, faithful certainty from this wonderfully wise, cherished friend. We talked a bit more about the incredibly beautiful day outside, the rebirth of spring.
“I look forward to when I can see you again, Ann, and hug you.”
“I am hugging you right now, Laura. I love you and have my arms around you this moment.” In my mind’s eye and my sensed experience I can remember her warm arms around me, the wisps of her white long hair as they lightly touch my face. I can see her bright eyes behind her glasses, her soft wrinkles around her glowing smile. We end the conversation with several “I love you’s.” and “I will talk to you soon!” flowing in and out like tai chi “wave hands like clouds.”
I thought I would be the one to brighten Ann’s day. What I actually experienced was an energy current of pure positivity from Ann’s precious soul whooshing through the phone and landing directly in my heart and body like the glowing alien in the movie “Cocoon” when the alien sends loving energy to the human male character across the swimming pool making his whole body brighten with white expanding light.
Calling to hear those beautiful voices, the smile that enlivens the vocal cords, the lilting, tinkling, or booming chest resonance of human laughter can be essential emotional nourishment.
Hearing the tenor, tone, cadence of the voice of a friend, colleague, neighbor, or beloved one energizes the entire heart, mind, body, and spirit. The content of the conversation doesn’t even matter as the words ebb, flow, wiggle, trickle around each other in between the breaths of air inhaled, exhaled, exchanged back and forth like a delicious syllable waltz to the silent music of compassionate, caring presence.
May you take a moment to reach out with a heartwarming call to another human being or as many people as you choose. May this experience awaken you and power up your life force energy with love and joy reminding you that you matter, that human connection matters immensely and always has. May this become a delightful practice for as many days that you are blessed with precious life.
Absolutely agree.
Now we have no excuse to keep relationships alive but some more reason to make our closeness felt.
Yes! Beautiful. May you feel my appreciation through these black squiggles on a screen. I do hope I get to meet you in person some day and thank you for your wisdom, replies, contribution. I wish you a wonderful day, Aldo.
Oh Laura…. I have tears rolling down my face right now, after reading this. What a beautiful, beautiful friendship and so much love… My heart is full, friend. Thank you.
My heart holding yours, my friend. I look forward to the day that we can intersect in person once again. Big virtual hugs.
Thank you for this, Laura. A beautiful message with a very simple heartfelt nugget of an idea. So sorry about you losing your mother….
Thank you so much, Jeff.
Friends will always influence how you see life. They add value to who you are, loving and believing in you. Without friends, a part of who we are is missing. It take only a moment to make a difference . Perhaps we should call them miracle moments.
Yes, beautiful miracle moments with friends, Larry. I love that! Every moment I am alive feels like a miracle right now. I know we have never met in person and I feel your heart right through all your words. Thank you for being a friend through these replies, comments, connections in these squiggling lines on a screen. You are loved. You are appreciated, my friend. thank you.
Thank you. I enjoy your stories
Laura sweetheart I’m truly a huge fan! 💎 You make me cry every single time, but some beautiful tears… I can literally feel your vibrations and heart of gold through your incredible and flawless way of story telling 💙💙💙
I’m so sorry about your mother and sending my warmest hugs to your direction🤗🤗🤗 Know that she loved you her way and offered all what she was able of…
And regarding pride, you know deep inside you that you have nothing to prove to anyone anymore anyway. How come? Simply because you reconnected with your intrinsic worth which was discriminated for so long like ALL of us…
Your delicious humility you’re showing everytime in your writing as well as in your genuine and generous engagement on others’ content is a proof speaking for itself. And for that only, I am so proud of you! Keep shining my friend! 🌞
Thank you so much for all your enthusiastic and heartfelt words and reflections, Myriam. Yes, I absolutely Finally connected with my intrinsic worth deep inside that remains ever-enduring-also that peace, calm, trust, deep inside. What an extraordinary shift as for years I just couldn’t quite get to this place of the enduring. I had glimpses that felt like the crumb trail that led me to this moment. I’m grateful to not be the only one who keeps expanding this inner reality and then extending this/expressing this out into our world. This being unrecognizable to the self of days ago, months ago, years ago…just wow. Wow. Thank you for seeing me through those eyes of your deep, rich inner loving world, Myriam. Soul sisters. Stay vibrantly bright, well, and passionately safe!! oh, wait we are safe in the home of our souls!! Right?!?!
So right my exquisite soul sister! We’re not only safe…We’re ALIVE! If only all individuals could access this unique place of pure truth after re-writing the invasive program and cleaning the life-time conditioning dust… If everybody could come back to the original Center, reconnect again with their gifts and develop them… If all human beings could understand they’re part of a whole, that they’re here to expand and create heaven on earth… This whole imbalanced world would be transformed from within and would look so different… I keep hoping; that’s all what I have!
Thank you for this, dear Laura! As usual, you cloak the bittersweet in gorgeous prose. I am sorry about your mother. When people leave this earth, we often wonder about the other losses that go with them. Stay safe, and well my friend! You have given as you will continue to provide the universe with your gifts.💖
Thank you so much, Darlene! I promise to stay safe and vibrantly well. And if this virus happens to take my life, please know that I lived utterly at peace and with great love expanding into every nook and cranny of my inner being. This continues to be a rich gift of being alive, a fulfillment I could only imagine. I treasure you, my friend!
This so important now
Thank you so much, Suzie! Yes, phone calls can be such delicious miracle moments with people we care about!
Oh Laura🙏🙏🙏 sorry about your mother.. and my heart is hugging you from my living room here in Hamilton, Ontario…
It’s impressive how calling to check in on another can turn around and impress upon you 10fold… thank you so much for this. Your mother is love… the spirit is love. Oh to see tHis way.. when what we cannot find on earth, there is hope there lies within the nature of spirit.. that will find a way to get to you.. as this reveals here! Just WOW. I’m so glad you shared… 🙏🙏. Bless you ..P
Thank you so much, Paula. All the shifts in perspective mean a great deal. Underneath all the layers of angst remains a deep ocean of love sweet love. I appreciate all your condolences and kind, heartfelt reflections, Paula. Many hugs to you. Grateful for you.