In July 2009, my Mother-in-law was rushed to hospital with fluid on the lungs. A couple of days later, she was on life support. I received a phone call from my Father-in-law to say that the Doctors had done all that they could but that her organs were shutting down. They had given her approximately 3 hours to live, so if we wanted to come and say goodbye, then now was our chance.
I rushed in with my children and walked in to see Joan surrounded by machines, wires, tubes and nurses. She was lapsing in and out of consciousness, seeming to recognise us but then staring vaguely at the ceiling or going back to sleep.
I was obviously upset, losing a beautiful soul who was like a mother to me; but I was devastated at how upset my daughter was. She was losing the only real grandmother that she had! I didn’t want to distress her more by seeing how upset I was so I faced Joan in the bed – holding her left hand in mine and stroking her hair with my right hand. I stood like that for a few minutes when suddenly I felt this vibration/heat/energy….. I still really have a hard time trying to explain the sensation…between my hand and Joan’s head. I had read The Reconnection a few times in the past years and had received a Reconnective Healing, so I had experienced this energy a few times in the past but this was such a powerful sensation…something I had never, ever experienced at this intensity in my life! I recall standing there with all these questions going through my head. Was I sucking the life from her? Was it her deceased son, letting me know he was there? Or was it some otherworldly energy helping her to be at peace as she passed? I really did not know. Before long, I also felt the vibrations in my hand that was holding hers. By this stage, it felt as though my body and the whole hospital bed was pulsating and shaking and I remember looking down at my hand to see if it was actually happening, and to see if it was physically noticeable. I looked at the nurses to see if they had become aware of anything strange and tried to keep quite casual about the whole thing as though nothing was going on. After a minute or so, I decided to just let whatever it was that I was feeling to just happen, knowing that it was something beyond my control, and after about 3 minutes it slowly went away.
Soon it was time to leave, so we said our goodbyes and went home to grieve. My Father in Law handed me a copy of his son’s death notice and asked if I would re-write it for Joan so that it was ready to send out to friends. I got home and sat at the computer, but just could not even look at it knowing that she had not yet gone.
We received a phone call later that night to say that they had taken the breathing tube from Joan and that she was miraculously breathing on her own. Tomorrow she would be leaving Intensive Care to return to a normal ward!
I didn’t hear this first hand, but apparently the Doctors taking care of Joan are at a loss as to how she not only survived, but recovered suddenly in those last couple of hours of that day.
Joan’s belief is that God gave her a miracle, using me as a channel. I believe I was just the catalyst that grabbed her hand and unknowingly connected it with the hand of the Universe. She said that our love for each other opened the way. I thank her for those lovely words.
I try to logically analyse what happened that day…and would most likely have boiled it down to pure luck if I had not felt what I felt. I can deny everything else, but I cannot deny those incredible sensations that I experienced in those couple of minutes. I believe that there is so much out there that we do not know. But what I do know is that I was a witness to a remarkable healing and I feel so privileged to have been there. It was not me who was the Healer. It was some greater power and it was also that beautiful lady on the hospital bed and her connection with the healing frequencies that permeate our Universe. I am still in awe of that moment and thank all that exists that my children still have their beautiful Grandmother.
