Healing and Meditation

I have a Spiritual Healer. She is also a Minister, and a Medium. She is wonderful.

She has told me things that she would have no way of knowing. These things resonate with me. They help me to go on. She tells me to meditate and I told her how I struggle to be able to keep my mind clear of thoughts. So she sent me a few binaural beats to help me.

Meditation is key to surviving a loss as tremendous as a child. But it is one of the hardest things to do. Silence is near impossible when your mind goes in a million directions at break neck speed all day and all night long. So trying to attain a state of meditation is near impossible. At least, in the earliest days it is.

I’ve started to listen to the Binaural Beats that she sent to me, as a means to clear my mind before sleep. It not only allows me to drift off; it feels like I’m drifting off somewhere outside my head. Somewhere silent. Somewhere pleasant. Somewhere good.

I’ve tried my hardest to abstain from alcohol since Sam died. Normally, that would be easy: I don’t drink. But there are times I’ve felt that the numbing quality of a tall glass of vodka might not be a bad thing. Out of frustration at a few particularily frustrating circumstances three nights ago, I gave in to the desire to ” numb out” and had a couple ” tall glasses” of the clear medicine and got completely out of my mind. I made an ass of myself and awoke to a pounding headache. I’ve decided that Binaural Beats is a much better way clear my head.

In the days since I started listening, I’ve felt the strong presence of my son. Being able to detach from my thoughts and blend into the universe, has been helping me immensely. For this week anyway. I never know what next week brings. But I know that he is around me : around all of us. And that brings me comfort. I have felt him since he left. But listening to these beats raises my own vibration and I feel him even more. I heard him speak to me once inside my head: I was in that space between sleep and awake and I asked him a question. The answer was not my own thought. It was his. I’m hoping that soon, I will hear him even more.

Binaural beats and meditation is important. Not alcohol. I still have a headache.

Published by iamtherealjude

I am a mother of four beautiful grown children. My son Sam: My youngest boy, lost his fight with his demons on Aug 19, 2021. This blog is a dedication to my sweet young man who I will forever look for in the beauty of this world until my last breath.

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