Heaven sent: spent the morning honoring my father by recreating my most cherished childhood memories--- picking fruit and bottling (fresh gorgeous delicious!) spring water.

My dad left this world almost 9 years ago, but our relationship has grown stronger despite his physical absence.

Through Spirit, we are still able to connect. I feel him come through often; hearing, seeing, or smelling little things that act as reminders of his presence. I feel him change and shift and uplevel; teaching me that learning still happens even after we are called Home. I call him in for help when I'm in darkness; his guidance and wisdom and full perspective comes through every time, he's able to assist in ways that are seemingly like miracles.

I know the pain inherited to me from his line was pain meant for my growth. I honor his burden and his trauma by transforming it for our future family. His Spirit has saved me in ways that he never really could while living because his/our limitations, shadows, and boundaries are all gone. The love we have for one another is truly undying and limitless, it is what remains, it is our legacy.

I am grateful for the man that he was in this life and the Spirit he is becoming; a soul always in evolution. His death taught me that there is life after all of this. It taught me that we are immortal beings--- moving from lesson to lesson, body to body, life to life. We will all reunite again, like we have many times before this particular incarnation. We are here for each other.

I can't wait to see you in my dreams and in the Spirit realm. Thank you for being my Dad❤ (and for those with fathers who have moved on: keep those memories close, every single one you can remember; know that you just have to open up your heart and ask for them to come through to feel their love again)