How do we let go, and let God, for those we love?

Several times a month I receive a news letter from www.whatsuponplanetearth.com/latest.htm
(Well worth reading if you are so inclined), basically this news letter talks about the energy here on planet earth and how it affects us. I really have no idea who sent it to me in the first place. But if that person is reading this and you know it is you, I thank you. Each time I read a new edition, I am blown away by how accurately it fits in to my life. I derive great comfort in reading this two page bit of information. I am sure you have all felt the energy shift, the vibrational pull that seems to have sent everything off kilter. I have felt it as well. I have had aches and pains that are new to my body, panic attacks that wake me up in the middle of the night or hinder my going to sleep. I have felt the need to cocoon myself, to hide out to point the of being unsociable. Sleep seems, oh, so inviting at every hour of the day. It is the vibration change on the planet that is causing all of this and because I am hyper sensitive to it all, I am literally experiencing vibration overload.

What brings me speeding in to this newest bit of pondering is this: in the newsletter
there is an excerpt that talks about how things are falling apart all around us. We are literally watching loved ones hit rock bottom.

Excerpt from “What’s Up on Planet Earth” - The old and lower vibrating energies are rapidly falling away. If we continue to be in their space, if only by our presence alone, then we will only serve to keep them afloat awhile longer. This will hinder the process and delay it as well as serve to make us very uncomfortable along with those we are trying to assist. Hitting rock bottom for many will be the only way up and out. This can be a very challenging situation for those bearing much light, as in the worlds where we originated, we only know ways of assistance, service, deep caring, support, and love for our brothers and sisters. Watching suffering can be a deep and uncomfortable challenge indeed, but it can also be about honoring and respecting the journey of another.

Here is where I will tell you about the last 7 days. I am not telling you this for pity as that is an emotion I don’t want to own. However, I tell you this as to help you understand my pondering and frustration. I have recently learned that my nephew, whom I talked a little bit about in my last blog, has been diagnosed with Aplastic Anemia. He has been hospitalized since 6/16. He underwent a bone marrow biopsy, blood transfusions, and many other invasive medical tests. This kid is 23-years old and up until a month ago held down a full time job. Unfortunately at the time of his diagnoses he was not employed or insured. Think about that for a moment an uninsured 23-year old, in need of medical assistance in America! He was told point blank by the financial person at the hospital he was at. That he was not eligible for financial assistance because he is over 21 and an American citizen. The financial representative did not word it quite that way, but I will leave it up to your imagination how it was told to him, and it was not the least bit flowery. The financial burden that is about to come crashing down on him is daunting at best. My sister is a complete mess! Both of their worlds are truly falling apart.

Is this what hitting rock bottom means for my nephew and my sister?

A dear friend of ours was just diagnosed with, for lack of a better term, brain cancer; 10 days ago she appeared to be, by all accounts doing wonderfully. She had battled bone cancer in the past, but seemed to triumph over that. She was in the process of training for a triathlon. In the blink of an eye she began to have seizures, she is now in intensive care in a coma; with a prognoses of never coming out of it and her days precariously close to being at an end.

Is this what hitting rock bottom means for her family and friends?

My youngest step son is grieving because his beloved 3rd grade teacher died of cancer on Monday. He does not totally understand it, however he knows that his heart hurts and he is very sad. He told his Dad that he hates funerals because everyone is so sad and it makes him tired. His Dad asked him if he had ever been to a funeral, his answer “Well no, sorta of, I have been to three of them around the toilet”. When his fish died, this was his ritual. His fish dying is how he relates to grief, imagine now what this 7 year olds feels knowing that someone he loved and respected has died.

Is this what hitting rock bottom means for a 7 year old?

Literally over the last 2 days we have learned that 3 other people we know have either slipped in to comas or fallen or fallen ill in one way or another.

Is this what hitting rock bottom means for these people?

A friend’s Mother lives in the flood ridden Mid-West. Her house was all but destroyed. The pictures were heart wrenching. When the insurance adjusters came out they told her none of it was covered, because her house had flooded because the floods caused the sewers next door to back up, thus causing her house to flood. Does this seem unfair to anyone but me? What is she to do now?

Is this what hitting rock bottom means for her?

My heart bleeds for each and every one of these people; my instincts are to reach out. Yet, something holds me back, I don’t know what that something is, I just know it is much higher and wiser than I am at this moment. I teeter between frustrations with the world, frustrations with the health care system in this country, frustrations with our government and feeling thankful that my life is so blessed. All of this touches me at the deepest level. The empathy I feel is almost paralyzing sometimes, yet, something within me whispers “rest child, all will be well”. Is it okay for everything to be well with me while others are suffering so deeply? Can my prayers for them ease their pain? I think not.

I find solace in those prayers, solace in the knowledge that these journeys were pre-destined. But still my heart breaks for all those who are suffering. I find it extremely difficult to step back even a step, as to not interfere with others journey. My heart knows I must. I know that the only words of comfort I can give them is to connect to source, to find the inner God-spark within them that will give them strength. These people want answers, answers that only God can give them, the God the dwells within them. I pray that God sends angels of comfort to all those precious souls who need comfort. I pray that I will know when too much is too much and not enough is not enough. I must let go and let God, this I have done so many times when I personally hit rock bottom, and now, I must let go, and let God, when the ones I hold dear hit rock bottom. And for this mere mortal, this letting go for their sake is harder than letting go for mine.

May all who read this say an extra prayer for those amongst us that are facing their darkest days.

May God bless and heal the world in a swift and gentle manner.

Love, Light and Angel Blessings
Theri