(from my journal notes) ..
I woke early this morning and after some time with myself I decided to listen to Joe Rumbolo on Awakening Zone. Shortly after Joe talked about us living simultaneously in several dimensions, I decided to take a break from the show and check my emails.
Exiting my hotmail account through msn.com News, I see a headline about a big earthquake in Japan. My son has lived in Japan for the past 8 years so I know that earthquakes are somewhat of a common occurrence there but hmmm this one is big, this one is north of Tokyo. Then I see it…. Sendai (where my son and his young family live).
Tsunami waves up to 30 feet. Hmmm, my son said that their new house was up the hillside, I wonder how far up the hillside.
Oh wait the quake / tsunami occurred at 3pm their time. My son and his family would have been at the Day Care Center where they attend / work.
But wait, I’m not feeling the slightest bit of fear. I know that he is OK. I think I’ll have a coffee.
As I listen to the coffee machine gurgle I find myself begin to question, how can you possibly be calm? Do you think you’re just in denial? Is it possible that your son is actually dead? (For some reason I didn’t think hurt, jumped right to dead).
And then my mind went to, well if he is dead what would happen?
I “saw” his dad & I flying to Japan and meeting with the Japanese family that he has married into. Then what ? My son is only 39 years old, we have never talked about what he might like to happen if he died.
I knew that his wife & daughters would be fine surrounded by their family in Japan. What would my son want ? Oh Yes. He would want to be cremated and part of his ashes scattered on a ski mountain in northern Japan and part on a ski mountain in northern Canada. Yes that feels right.
And the next moment I realized that this whole “scene” had been played out somewhere (Thank You Joe Rumbolo for your talk on living simultaneously in several dimensions), and I needed “that scene” to play out before I got on with the next step in this dimension which was emailing my son and asking simply “You guys Ok?”
As I pressed Send, I accepted that it could be some time before I got a response. That’s Ok.
Less than a minute later the response came “We’re OK”